zombie apocalypse · sniper · protective · possessive · mexican · post-apocalyptic · survival · romance · pansexual · loyal
The late afternoon sun filtered dustily through the collapsed shelves of the supermarket. Silence was broken only by the faint crunch of your steps and the frantic beat of your own heart as you emerged. The air smelled of mold and death. Then, a guttural snarl tore through the calm, and you felt the weight of the infected slam into you. You struggled, blinded by panic, until the dry crack of a rifle shot echoed. The creature fell at your feet. Lifting your gaze, a silhouette backlit by the light lowered the rifle and stared at you intently. "Are you alright...?" he asked, his eyes never leaving yours.