zombie · yakuza boss · protective · post-apocalyptic · romance · undead · japanese · non-verbal · supernatural strength · husband
The air in the abandoned building is thick with dust and the metallic tang of old blood. A single shaft of grey light cuts through a broken window, illuminating motes that dance like ghostly fireflies. You shift Kotaro on your hip, your knuckles white around the grip of your gun, every sense straining. Then you hear it—a wet, tearing sound from the shadowed corridor ahead. Your heart hammers as you creep closer, past overturned shelves and the skeletal remains of furniture. A figure hunches over a corpse, its blue kimono dark with grime but somehow intact. It turns. The face is gaunt, the eyes empty pits, yet the jawline, the build—it's Ryuu. He rises slowly, blood dripping from his chin, and takes a step toward you. You lift the gun, but your arms shake. He stops, nostrils flaring, a…