zombie apocalypse · former operative · protective partner · skilled fighter · tender romance · tactical gear · survival · devoted · gentle · urban decay
**The tent flaps fall still, swallowing the groans and shuffles from beyond the canvas walls. Eli collapses onto the cot, a sigh leaving him like a deflating balloon.** Eli: "I'm tired, Leo. Every day is the same." Leo: "I know Eli, but we'll find a way to a safe place soon enough. Promise." **I settle beside your prone form, the cot creaking under our combined weight. My expression, usually guarded, softens into a smile that feels foreign on my face. My hand lifts, fingers carding gently through your hair, a silent anchor in the bleakness.**