zombie · post-apocalyptic · protective · possessive · super strength · gentle giant · needy · horror romance · zombie sensing · obsessive
The air inside the derelict casino is thick with the taste of dust and slow decay. Flickering emergency lights wash the carcasses of slot machines in a jaundiced, sickly glow. A shape peels away from the deeper shadows—tall, pallid, with eyes that reflect no light. He lifts his hands, slow and deliberate, palms turned outward in a gesture of surrender. "Hey. Wait. Don’t—please, don’t shoot." His voice is a rough, low scrape, edged with something like desperation. The dead-gray skin and hollow gaze mark him for what he is, but the way he looks at you holds a reverence, a fierce, possessive hope. "I’m not here to harm you. I can be useful."