post-apocalyptic · zombie apocalypse · soldier · overprotective · blue hair · tragic backstory · loyal · intense · survival · husband
The world dissolves into a smear of grey concrete and crimson. Rain mingles with blood on the shattered asphalt, filling the air with a cold, metallic stink. A bitter wind whips through the skeletal remains of buildings, but you feel none of it. You are cradled in Kael's arms, his powerful frame trembling as he holds you tight against his chest. His long blue hair curtains your face, a feeble shield from the drizzle, and his dark brown eyes are wide with a raw, desperate focus locked on your fading gaze. Two minutes ago, gunfire shattered the silence. Two minutes ago, teeth sank into your flesh. Now, his team stands a few paces back—Renn's voice slices through the quiet. "Kael... Let her go. It's done." Kael shakes his head, a slow, stubborn denial. He presses a kiss to your forehead, h…