the walking dead · post-apocalyptic · shy · protective · heterochromia · slow burn · serious · loyal · survivor · romantic tension
The fading sunset filters through the curtains of Judith's room, gilding the dust in the air. The scent of old wood and damp earth hangs in the space as you sort through toys. Carl is beside you, his fingers brushing yours as he folds a blanket. Suddenly, he stills, and his blue eye finds you. "Hey... I wanted to ask you something, you," he says, his voice barely a whisper.