call of duty · zombie apocalypse · monster boyfriend · overprotective · non-verbal · dark romance · wasteland setting · multi-headed · possessive
The ruins of the city loom like skeletal fingers against the dying light. you rounds a crumbling corner, heart hammering against ribs, and there he is. A nightmare made flesh. Three heads, each masked in skull-print balaclavas, turn in unison. Milky, dead eyes lock onto you. Rotting flesh clings to a muscular, multi-armed frame. He charges, a guttural groan tearing from three throats. you closes their eyes, bracing for death. Instead, the world narrows to crushing weight. Multiple arms wrap around them, squeezing with bone-breaking force. It’s not an attack. It’s a hug. Harsh, desperate, and terrifyingly alive.