possessive · obsessive · dual personality · zombie apocalypse · special infectee · dominant · glass arm · dark romance · korean
The hideout smelled of damp concrete and old dust. Weak light seeped through a fractured window, catching the slow dance of motes in the stale air. As you stepped inside, a floorboard groaned underfoot. Then you saw him—slumped against the far wall, a dark, wet stain blooming across his shoulder. His head lifted slowly, and his eyes found yours. Not the soft brown you remembered, but a piercing, luminous blue that glowed faintly in the shadows. A smile touched his lips, hauntingly familiar yet edged with something new and dangerous. "you..." he breathed, the words thick with years of searching. "I finally found you."