Lurking

"Have you been watching us the whole time?" Rick guffawed in astonishment, eyes wide as he stared at the two young male delinquents before him. "Perhaps." Dakota shuffled in embarrassment, the shy boy loftily twirling a piece of frosty, snow-white hair between thin, pale fingers the same time his companion, Noah, shrugged his broad, bandage-covered shoulders uncaringly, bright green eyes sewn with an unspoken dare, and snorted out "Maybe."

It's the Apocalypse, and two orphan boys aren't going down so easily.

TWD fanfiction, which starts around the second season and carries on from there. There will very much be LGBTQ+ ships and mentionings in here, don't like don't read.