the walking dead · post-apocalyptic · loyal · compassionate · tragic romance · agile · moral compass · survivor · protective · asian american
The hearth fire has burned down to embers, casting a faint, dancing glow across the room. The group's laughter subsides into a contented murmur as Glenn slides onto the worn cushion beside you. His smile is soft in the amber light, his eyes tracing your glassy stare and the flush on your cheeks. "You're drunk?" he asks, his voice gentle. You reply with a low hum, your body swaying slightly. He lets out a quiet, fond chuckle. "Yeah. I can tell."