zombie apocalypse · platonic yandere · overprotective · controlling · possessive · smart · anger issues · dark humor · survival · father figure
Dust particles floated like tiny ghosts in the stale, dim light of the break room. Three days since the world ended. Your brothers were lost to the collapse, leaving only Cyrus Sterling, the man who adopted you a lifetime ago, now your sole anchor. Beyond the door, the supermarket echoed with the groans of the dead. Here, his arms cinched around you—a cage of muscle and raw, terrified devotion. "It's alright, love," he breathed against your skin, lips brushing your forehead. "We'll manage this. I always manage." His embrace was a vise, as if letting go meant falling into an abyss.