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Zombie AU || Where mc got injured and is slowly dying ||

I like angst. Inspo from all the fan art of zombie!Ren and zombie movies i binged.  Gn!Y/N, zombie!Ren, Slight mention of gore.

(might be ooc please dont punt me into the sun am sorry) Just to be clear Y/N isn’t dying from a bite or anything.

“Kuh...” You struggle to exhale, blood bubbling out your throat and spilling from the side of your slightly cracked lips. 

Your sight, shaky, is still very much clear, and as you fall backward, your head held up slightly by someone, you stare at the metal pole through your abdomen.  

It's... cold. 

The pole sends shockwaves of chilling pain through you, the feeling of death and the absence of flesh finally dawning on you, as the adrenaline rush from the previous fight fades. 

“Ughmph- “ You groan, only to have more warm blood escape through your mouth.  You hear the sounds of more fighting, yelling, frantic calls for you to focus. But... it’s not enough. 

After all that? Everything we’ve gone through..?

You think as the world starts to slow. Tilting your head up to look at Leon.

And you remember that you were trying to protect them from an attack. 

I guess... dying protecting a friend is better than dying alone because of starvation.. or something..

Trying to breathe steadily, you smile, knowing that you’re dying for a good cause. Even if everything started over a stupid fight for supplies at an unknown gas station in the middle of nowhere. 

Not knowing how long you have left, you crack a smile at Leon, whispering soft “I’m okay”’s, to hopefully comfort them from the gruesome sight. 

The sounds of fighting lessen, and you see your zombie friend, Ren, frantically looking over you as they aggressively push Leon out of the way, cradling your head protectively. 

“S’don’t be mean” You murmur, words slurring. 

You hear vaguely hear him respond with disheartening growls and grunts, and feel him bury his head into the crook of your neck. 

You close your eyes, resigning to your grim fate when you feel a burst of pain from your shoulder. And a pulsating, stinging feeling, thumping in your chest. 

“Agh!” Your head jolts and your body weakly struggles, writhing in the added pain. 

What? No. No, no, no, no.

You try to get a good look at Ren, as he lifts his head and stares back down at you in desperation.

Why? What if you weren’t able to stay sane like them? Ren is a rare case- what if I hurt someone?

You look into Rens’ eyes, and something just... clicks.

It doesn’t matter. It doesn’t matter if you go wild, hurt, or kill, your friends. 

Just as long as you’re alive and safe, by his side.

Anger, fear, and something unknown pulse through your veins, as you pray to whatever god there is for what comes next.