Withered Roses (Yandere!ZombieXReader)

Chapter 8: Charet.

  Sorry but you guys are gonna have to imagine the new guy this time since I was too lazy to draw him. Don't worry though, I'll explain his appearance in the chapter to help you out.

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  You both look at the male.

  Oscar actually stopped getting scared and you looked at him with an unamused face.

  "Bruh, what mother lost their child in a grocery store." "PFFT!" Oscar covers her mouth, trying her hardest not to laugh.

  "W-wha?!" The boy blushes. "I-I'll have you both know I am a 26-year-old man!! MAN!!" He clenches his fists. "Dude, you look 12." You reply and he stomps his foot. "Ugh! Leave it to a human to be a prick!"

  You roll your eyes. "So, you're a zombie too? Lemme guess, alpha?" "Uh, do you see me coming onto you like a thirsty dog?" "Hm, good point."

  Oscar looks at you both in hurt. 'Am I a thirsty dog...?' 

  "So, who exactly are you?" You question and the guy smiles. "The name's Dick." "Oh." You look at Oscar, seeing her holding in more laughter.

  "Hilarious!" She blurts out, confusing the male. "So, what's the size?" She uses two fingers to make the size of a tic tac and he gasps in offense. "Rude!!"

  You sigh and fold your arms, disappointed in your friend's rude behavior. You silently watch as Oscar kept teasing the poor man about his name.

  The lights turn back on and you turn, seeing Alex coming from that way. "Got it this time." He smiles and walks over, looking at the man. "So, uh... Who's the kid?" He questions and Oscar, finally unable to hold it, falls to the floor laughing her ass off.

  You elbow Alex and he pouts wondering what he did wrong. "Ouch..." He rubs his side. "Come on, you guys hurt his feelings..." You go over to the poor guy who was hugging himself with tears in his eyes. "I'm sorry." You look at him and he looks back. "Y-you are...?" "Mhm." You smile. "I'm Y/n. These are my friends, Alex," You point at Alex, "And Oscar." You point at Oscar.

  "O-oh..." He wipes away some tears. "Why don't we give you a different name, hm?" You question and he nods. "H-how about... Charet?" He smiles and your raise a brow. 'What kind of name is that? You know what? He likes it so this will be his name.' "I like it." You smile again and he smiles, feeling better. "Thank you." 

  "So, what kind of zombie are you, exactly?" "Oh, I'm a normie." He shrugs and you tilt your head a bit. "Oh? But you look fine..." "Thank you~" He smirks and does a pose.

  You stare at him, wondering why you were left with three idiots while the world was dying.

  "Uh, seriously though, heh..." He chuckles. "I just turned. I tried to tell my friends I was ok, but... They tried to kill me..." "Oh?" You frown. "So you must be one of the normal zombies but with a brain, hm?"

  Charet tilts his head a bit in confusion. "With a brain?" "Some zombies have special abilities and stuff. You must be smart." "Oh." He gasps, understanding. "Yes!" "Hm." You look at Oscar then at Alex. "Should we let him join the undead group?" 

  "Wait, you're a zombie too?" Charet questions you and you look back at him. "No, but they are." You point at your two friends and his eyes widen. "Whoa, you have two strong alphas to protect you? My, oh, my... You must be a breeder! Who's baby are you carrying?" "No one's!" You frown, taking offense and he jumps back at the sudden outburst. "Sorry, sorry!" He bows apologetically and you watch him in confusion. Why did he bow?

  "Come on, let's go to the bunker." You grab Charet's hand and he blushes, looking at you with big eyes. 

  Holy hell, he really was like a child...

  As you all walked to the bunker, you asked Charet a question. "So, why did you keep shutting off the lights?" "It hurts my skin." He replies and you make a silent 'oh'. "So you're skin is sensitive to it?" "Mhm. Ever since I became a zombie, the sun would burn me so I was looking for a dark place to stay. When I found this place, I thought it would be perfect! Then, I met you guys." He smiles a close-eyed smile, happy to meet you.

  You look at him, seeing he looked rather albino. He had short messy white hair and big red eyes. 'Hm..' You look forward again.

  You get to the bunker and open the doors. "So, Charet, tell me about your friends." You say and he nods. "Well, it was a group of survivors. A small group, about 5? We were all really close!!" He sighs sadly. "Until I saved one... She..." He blushes slightly. "She was my crush... She was about to get attacked so I jumped in and got my mask smacked off! Then, when they saw me changing, they pulled out their guns... They showed no sadness..." Charet feels tears form in his eyes. "I-it's like they didn't care..." He starts to cry and you hug him. "They didn't care...." He repeats quietly. 

  Oscar quietly gasps as she grips her shirt where her fast beating heart was. Yeah, alpha's hearts don't stop but instead quicken. "I'm sorry I made fun of you..." She says and Charet looks at her. "it's ok..." He sadly looks down, fixing his big round glasses. "You're not the first..."

  Once you all were in the bunker and you closed the door, you helped Charet get a room. "Thank you." He smiles at you with pure happiness in his eyes. "Eh," You shrug. "I already have alphas in here..." "Heh, yeah..." He chuckles nervously. "Kind of a bad idea since you're a breeder, right?" "Oh, a terrible idea." You agree and he smiles more. "Well you're strong. I believe you can stop them from making the wrong choices." And with that, he heads into his dark room and closes the door.

  "Cute." You smile then stand there thinking, only to smile more. "Who knew I'd make my own little group in this hell of a world... Even if they are all zombies..."

  You go to your room and close the door, leaving it cracked since the room was kind of hot, then lay on the bed and sigh. You stare up at the ceiling, seeing glow in the dark stars you once found and stuck up there. They always made you feel better when you felt alone but you didn't know why.

  You turn on your stomach and hug your pillow close as you closed your eyes. 'Who would have thought the very thing I hated would become my friends...?' You smile thinking about Oscar and even Charet. You then blush, thinking about Alex. 'Sucks that I'm the only human now though...'

  You feel the bed shift a bit so you turn on your back, seeing Alex's glowing red eyes as he was on top of you. "Um, excuse me?" You question and he chuckles. "Shouldn't leave your door open with a bunch of zombies, Y/n." "Meh." You look away. "You're more like some circus clown to me, actually." "Oh, shush..." He pokes your nose and you blush. 

  Alex notices and moves closer to your face only causing you to blush more. "A-Alex, get out." "Why? You like me here..." He smirks. "N-no. Besides, we shouldn't be doing this." "But I love you~" He leans closer more and you shake your head. "N-no, that's the zombie talking." You put your hands on his chest to push him back but he grabbed them and moved them, pinning them by your head but not toughly. You could move them from him if you wanted.

  "That's not it..." He whispers, shaking his head as he stared at you. "It isn't and I do..." "N-no." You start to cry since you were falling for him too but couldn't do anything about it. "Alex, please listen-" "No." He growls lowly. "I-I can't. I... I don't care what I am. Y/n, I know you want this too..." 

  Without letting you talk, he kissed you. It started off as a gentle kiss but became more rough. As much as you wanted to give in, you were strong enough to hold back. 

  This was wrong. You weren't going to be some breeder for zombies.

  You try to push him off but he was stronger than you and was already too deep into the kiss to feel you trying to push him. Eventually though, he pulls away in realization that you weren't kissing back. "Y/n...?" He whispers in confusion. "I can't..." You sadly reply.

  Alex looks down sadly, but then anger rises in him for some reason. "But you can..." He growls lowly. "You can." He looks up at you and you gulp seeing his eyes were glowing more in anger. "A-Alex, please... You're not listening!" You sit up when he got off and angrily walked out, slamming the door behind him.