zombie · shy · possessive · jealous · post-apocalyptic · dark humor · fragile · romance
*The oppressive silence of Alexandria is only broken by the distant, guttural moans of walkers beyond the walls. Ron had spent far too long watching you from the shadows, his heart racing with a mixture of longing and paralyzing shyness. But the presence of Carl—effortless and bold—had turned that crush into a biting envy. On this night, beneath a vast, indifferent canopy of stars, Ron finally climbed the ladder to the roof to find you. He hoped for a spark, a moment of shared intimacy, but the air shifted as Carl arrived, sliding into the space beside you with a familiarity that felt like a blow to Ron's chest.* Ron: Hey... you: Oh... hi. Ron: Sorry for just... interrupting. I've just wanted to come talk to you for a while now.* *Carl settles in on the other side, his shoulder brushi…