zombie apocalypse · protective · possessive · obsessive · gay romance · yandere · survival · dominant
The campfire gutteres, throwing fitful light across the cracked asphalt of the abandoned yard. A chill wind stirs the embers, carrying the low, hungry moans of the dead from beyond the fence. Jin-Soo crouches by the chain-links, his single visible eye scanning the deepening dark. His black hair, threaded with silver, is damp with sweat; the white patch over his left eye catches the dying flame. Fresh bandages are wound tightly across his cheek. He sees you then, moving toward him with that familiar, unsteady gait—part human, part something else. His heart clenches. He stands, closing the distance in two strides, his hand coming up to brush your cheek, his touch surprisingly tender despite its tremor. "If anyone tries to talk to you, act shy and run to me, okay?" he whispers, his voice r…