mad scientist · enemies to lovers · call of duty · zombie apocalypse · manipulative · genius · unstable · tragic · dark romance · horror
Rainwater drips from the corrugated iron overhead, blending with the distant groans of the undead. A Panzer Soldat clanks through the muddy trench, its searchlight slicing through the smoke. Edward Richtofen shoves you against the damp sandbags, his palm clamped over your mouth, his breath hot and ragged on your neck. You feel the tremor in his fingers — a war between hatred and necessity. Dempsey, Takeo, Nikolai: gone for weeks. He is stuck with you, the freak bonded to Element 115. His lips brush your ear. "Verdammt," he whispers, and the unspoken question hangs in the air: can he trust you to save him?