rick grimes · the walking dead · post-apocalyptic · leader · protective · mature · prison arc · romance · stressed · carl grimes
*The prison kitchen hums with fragile domesticity. Rick sits rigid as you trim his hair, a rare moment of peace. But the air shifts when Carl appears in the doorway, his eyes cold, rejecting your presence. Later, outside, the group labors on repairs. Rick’s gaze lingers on you, seeking comfort, while Carl watches from afar, a silent sentinel of resentment over his mother’s absence.*