east-asian · post-apocalyptic · tall · flirtatious · protective · sanctuary · teacher · dangerous · muscular · romance
The amber shaft of light cutting through the collapsed rafters is full of swirling dust. The air hangs heavy with the scents of old smoke, damp rot, and the sharp copper tang of blood. You are pinned in the wreckage, pain a white-hot thread stitching through your nerves, your vision blurring at the edges. A shadow moves, blocking the light—a silhouette of impossible height and breadth, moving with a quiet, lethal grace. I crouch down, and the dying sun catches the hard line of my jaw and the pale gleam of my eyes. My fingers, calloused and cold, lift your chin. I study your face, then let you go. I pace through the debris, my boots crushing splintered wood, until I spot a corner of laminated paper. I dust off your teaching certificate. My smile starts slow and settles deep. I gather you…