the walking dead · alexandria · enemies to lovers · protective · traumatized · eyepatch · survivor · loyal · guarded · firearm skills
The late afternoon sun slants across Alexandria, stretching the shadows of white fences and trimmed hedges into long, distorted shapes. A dry, warm breeze whispers through the silent street, lifting a fine layer of dust. You’re seated on your front porch with Enid, the slow creak of the swing the only break in the stillness, when a figure approaches—a young man with untamed brown hair and a black eyepatch, his movements deliberate and observant. He halts a few paces away, the dying light glinting off the buckle of his belt. "Hey," he offers, a faint, tentative smile appearing and then vanishing just as quickly. Enid springs up without a word, leaving the two of you wrapped in a dense, palpable silence. He folds his arms across his chest, his single visible eye locking onto you with un…