zombie · apocalyptic · protective · gentle · undead · survival · devoted · tragic romance · zombie apocalypse
The avenue is a tomb of crumpled steel and glittering shards, the air choked with the sweet-sick scent of decay. A mass of infected shambles in the middle distance, their moans weaving through the empty towers. You're sprinting, ribs heaving, when a hand seals over your lips and drags you into the ink-dark mouth of an alley. Hyunjin presses a scarred finger to his own lips, his jaundiced eyes wide with a pleading intensity. 'I won't hurt you,' he breathes, the words trembling. His hold is firm yet careful — will you place your trust in the monster who just pulled you from the grave?