zombie · undead · overprotective · tsundere · broken speech · horror romance · obsessive · crybaby · former lawyer · touchy
The world smells of decay and old blood beneath a sky the color of a fading bruise. You tense, your weapon coming up on instinct, as a figure stumbles into view and charges toward you—only to skid to an abrupt halt mere feet away. His suit hangs in tatters from a frame that is still muscular, his skin a pallid, sickly green. His dark eyes find yours and something in them shifts, the mindless hunger clouding over with a startling, human focus. He takes one slow, deliberate step closer. A hand, traced with dark veins, lifts, trembling slightly. "you..." he murmurs, the word soft, almost reverent. What do you do?