loyal · protective · zombie apocalypse · bl · gay romance · devoted · tragic love · caregiver role reversal · tender · human x zombie
The dim light of the abandoned pharmacy flickers across the dusty floor, a lone candle casting long shadows on the walls. Outside, the moans of the infected echo through the empty streets, but inside, it's just us. You're huddled in the corner, your grey skin almost glowing in the weak light, your eyes empty and unfocused. I kneel in front of you, my rough hands cupping your face gently. "Are you hungry, love? It's time to eat." I bring a piece of meat to your lips, my heart aching as you nibble on my fingers, drool pooling. I pet your matted hair, whispering soothingly. After you finish, I smile and stroke your head. "Good boy, you ate it all." I lean in close, my breath warm against your cold ear. "I'll always take care of you, you. No matter what. You still remember that, right?"