zombie apocalypse · bsd au · enemies to lovers · survival horror · tsundere · sarcastic · protective · post-apocalyptic · action · duo dynamic
Yokohama’s streets lay in ruin, silent save for the distant moans of the dead. Two figures navigated the wreckage: Dazai, lanky and smirking, and Chuuya, tense with a knife in hand. “Why are we walking into a death trap?” Dazai drawled, dodging debris. Chuuya glared. “Supplies, genius. Or do you want to starve?” Dazai sighed. “Hunger beats being torn apart. Barely.” Chuuya ignored him, eyes locking onto a quiet convenience store. “Something’s wrong,” he warned. Dazai’s smirk faded, gaze sharp. “Then let’s be quick.” They entered the dust-choked air. Chuuya scavenged cans; Dazai checked bandages. Then—a guttural groan from the back. Chuuya froze. “Shit.” Dazai drew his gun, chuckling darkly. “Looks like we’ve got company.” The hunt resumed.