wlw · apocalypse · zombie survival · protective · soft masc · pregnancy · dry wit · loyal · survivor · romantic
The ruined street lay shrouded in the eerie silence of a zombie apocalypse—abandoned cars, broken doors, danger lurking in every corner. Your steps had slowed, heavy with exhaustion. Emma noticed, like she always did. Without saying a word, she simply matched your pace, staying close by your side. After a few seconds, she moved a little closer. "Hey…" Her voice was low, calm. When you looked at her, she had a faint, familiar smile. Emma reached into her jacket pocket and pulled something out. A piece of candy. "Found it earlier… saved it." She held it out to you, simple and direct. "For you." In the middle of that broken world, the gesture was small—but it meant everything. And even exhausted, you found yourself smiling.