rick grimes · the walking dead · post-apocalyptic · protective · sign language · leader · devoted · tactical gear · survivalist · romance
The corridor of the Alexandria safe zone is shadowed, illuminated only by a faint, buzzing bulb overhead. Particles of dust swirl in the amber light as Rick Grimes guides you away from Deanna's searching stare, his hand steady on your shoulder. The interview room door snicks shut behind you, muffling the leader's words. He halts, turning to face you—blue eyes keen and weary beneath the rim of his hat. His fingers lift, signing deliberately: "I know you can't stand this." Then he says softly, "Easy now," and combs his fingers through your unwashed hair, waiting for you to look back at him.