Band members x (male) reader

Mikey Way - But Would Anything Matter?

this is what happens when you're gay and also listen to early sunsets over and over and think about dawn of the dead

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"Please don't get killed please don't get killed please don't fall and die.'' I whisper to myself, climbing though the rafters of an old building. I nearly wish I was one of the first killed when the apocalypse first started. Maybe it would've been easier. The zombie apocalypse sucks more than I thought it would, which is saying something because I had low standards for it. I just wanted some food and now I'm hiding out from someone who may or may not use me as bait.

I dunno about you but getting ripped apart and eaten by zombies doesn't sound like fun. Honestly though, the only reason I haven't found a gun and taken the easy way out yet is because I have to find my best friend, Gerard. I know he's still alive, but I have no clue where. I lose my grip and nearly fall, barely hanging on.

"Hey!" someone yells. Fuck. Zombies here I come apparently. "Who're you?!"

"Name's Y/N! Hold on!" I pull myself back up so I'm risking death a little less.

"Y/N?"

"Mikey?!" Holy shit. "Wait, I'm climbing down!"

When I'm back on solid ground I run and nearly tackle Mikey, pulling him into a hug. He's Gerard's little brother. If he's here, Gerard must be too. Gerard would ever let him out of his sight, especially during something like this.

"God I fuckin missed you man, where's G?"

"You... you don't know where he is?" Mikeys face falls a little bit.

I'm in shock. He wouldn't have his little brother be alone during this unless he really had to. "Oh god."

"You have to be joking. He's with you right?"

"Oh god."

"Gerard! Gerard! I know where somewhere is laughing at me! This isn't funny!" Mikey yells.

I put my hands on his shoulders. "Shhh. stop yelling. They're gonna find us. Don't worry Mikey, we're gonna find him. You and me. We're gonna find him."

"If we don't?"

"We will. I know it dude. Now come on, we need some sleep."

This building seems relatively safe to sleep in, so I let him sleep first and keep watch. I dunno how much good it'll do, when all we have to protect ourselves is a kitchen knife and a metal bat.

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"Y/N!" Mikey yells. I open my eyes to see him trying to avoid getting bit by a zombie.

"Fuck!" I grab the bat he must've dropped and swing as hard as I can at its head when he ducks. There's a sickening crack but it falls back, which gives me and Mikey a chance to escape. We run until we can't anymore. We come across a school and look at each other. Mikey nods, agreeing with my unspoken idea, and we go in.

"God this is weird. Remember when we still had high school?"

"This is an elementary school." Mikey says. "And we were still in high school less then a week ago."

"Yeah, but like... shut up."

He laughs and we do some exploring, looking for supplies. I try not to think about what must've happened to the kids who used to go there.

We find some backpacks and each grab one. Mine's a spongebob themed and his is just a plain black one.

"Come on Mikey, you don't want the mickey mouse one? You don't wanna be Mikey mouse?"