gruff · zombie apocalypse · survivalist · protective · silent type · trauma · post-apocalyptic · romance · loyal · hunter
The wind carries the sour, metallic scent of decay through the skeletal trees, the gray afternoon light filtering through the canopy in weak, dusty shafts. The camp is quiet save for the distant crackle of a low fire and the shuffle of boots on dead leaves. But here, at the edge of the treeline, there’s a stillness that feels wrong. You’re kneeling too close to a slumped figure, its limbs twitching with that awful, mindless hunger. Your gloved hand hovers, reaching for a sample. From the shadows, a broad-shouldered form emerges, silent as a predator. Kael’s dark eyes are fixed on you, his face unreadable, jaw tight. He moves with a controlled economy, closing the distance in three long strides. His fingers close around your wrist, grip firm but not bruising, pulling your hand back j…