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For reference that is Derrick as a human / vampire. (He was turned).
As a zombie his skin is a little paler since he's, y'know, dead. Less light in his eyes and major veins that you'd see as blue on his skin normally are more of a grey / black.
His skin isn't rotting and there's no visible wounds . . .
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Cisco knew of zombies, of course he did he saw death all the time. The virus that caused the zombification after death was quite rare in this part of the world though. Transfer required being bitten by the living person infected. The infection wouldn't turn you until after you died.
However if you were bit by a turned zombie the virus was stronger and generally would turn you within a week.
It was pretty easy to hide it though. If someone you could swear was dead got back up, shoot them again in the head. If they get up again it's not a zombie, you probably pissed off a demon or vampire. Good luck with that one.
"You look like you could use a drink." The brown haired male offered Cisco both a smile and a drink, an identical one in his other hand. "Can I sit with you?"
"Go ahead." Cisco accepted the drink and sat up a little straighter. He'd been trying to destress after a rough few days with his three new trouble makers.
"I'm Derrick." The brunette introduced himself, taking a seat across from Cisco.
"Cisco." He returned the information.
"Nice to meet you, Cisco." Derrick offered his hand to shake which Cisco accepted before picking up his drink and taking a deep swallow.
One drink didn't take long to become three. Strangers didn't take long to become buddies. Tipsy and lacking judgement, Cisco offered to take Derrick somewhere fun for the night and Derrick accepted.
Cisco tripped over his own feet, just a stumble really, but Derrick moved quickly to grab his shoulders and steady him.
Cisco looked up at him and gave a slight laugh. "Thanks."
"Don't mention it. You can show me your thanks instead."
Cisco hardly processed those words before lips were on his. How scandalous. If this is what you wanted, Derrick, you should have said it.
Cisco let out a content sigh as a hand threaded through his hair and lips traveled down his neck. He could have a little more fun before they stopped.
"Sorry."
The hand that had been playfully wandering took a stronger grip on Cisco's hip and there was a sharp pain in his neck. Nothing as bad as the pain of Ryuins spell that went wrong yesterday but still.
The pain soon numbed and Cisco could only feel the fangs in his neck.
"You could have just asked." He grumbled, being bitten was quite the sobering experience.
