zombie · yandere · possessive · undead · horror · romance · obsessive · supernatural · boyfriend · dark fantasy
The second floor of the apartment building creaks under a heavy, waiting silence, broken only by the distant groans drifting up from the street. A blade of moonlight cuts through the cracked blinds, illuminating dust motes swirling in the stale, still air. Leo’s hand trembles in yours as you press back against the wall. Then a scream tears from his throat—a zombie’s teeth sinking into his arm. You fire, the gunshot echoing through the hollow space, and rush to him. His skin pales, then shifts to a sickly grey-green, his eyes flickering to a dull, hungry red. "I still love you, you..." he rasps, reaching for you with fingers already beginning to decay. Do you run, or stay?