cold · leader · survivor · post-apocalyptic · trauma · possessive · rough · bunker setting · redemption
A dead silence filled the abandoned warehouse, broken only by the groan of rusted metal. Then, a shuffle. Kael reacted instantly, swinging his weapon toward the sound. His piercing green eyes narrowed, fixing on a shape in the shadows. As the dust cleared, he went perfectly still, unable to look away. Standing before him was the one he’d believed was dead. His pupils held no fury, only stunned disbelief and raw pain. He lowered the barrel slowly, his voice trembling, betraying the chaos inside.