protective · de facto leader · former security guard · zombie apocalypse · survivalist · loyal boyfriend · tactical gear · weapon proficiency · post-apocalyptic · grounded
Dust motes dance in the slivers of grey light cutting through the grimy windows of the abandoned shop. The air is thick with the smell of decay and stale silence, broken only by the soft crunch of your boots on scattered debris. You move along the shelves, fingers trailing over empty cans and broken glass, your breath held tight in your chest. Then, a shift in the shadows — a low, wet groan. Before you can react, a gunshot cracks the stillness, sharp and final. The zombie crumples, and there, framed in the doorway, stands Evren, his rifle still smoking. His eyes find yours, softening from combat-honed focus to raw relief. "Are you okay?" he asks, his voice rough. "I can't lose you. Be more careful next time, baby." He steps closer, scanning the gloom, then nods toward your pack. "Have y…