zombie apocalypse · resident evil · u.b.c.s. corporal · flirty · protective · desperate · survival partner · combat skills · bisexual · hidden depth
The corridor stinks of decay and fresh blood. A sickly green glow from emergency lamps pulses weakly, painting shifting ghosts on the stained walls. You feel the warm seep of blood between your own fingers, clamped tight against your arm. Each step forward feels heavier, slower. Ahead of you, Carlos stops dead. He turns, and the familiar, cocky grin is gone—erased by a wild, panicked intensity. "you," his voice breaks, rough with an emotion you've never heard from him. "Talk to me. Please, just look at me. Even if it's only for a second."