Heart of the war. [Smii7y x Reader]

Sixty three

With a sigh, The group fell onto their asses at spawn, in the one and only map filled with zombies, the firebase.

They all scrambled to get away from eachother. The quietness felt like papercuts with ever growing second.

Were they supposed to say something?
Were they supposed to communicate?
Were they supposed to kill eachother?
Were they supposed to ... work together?

This is firebase z?! When did we fucking get here?!

I thought to myself, giving side eyes to the people who hurt me. I guess its good i played all my cod games, right?

With a grunt, i picked myself up and dusted myself off. I can hear the bitterness in everyones voices as they all murmured amongst themselves.

I could faintly hear someone grimace at my name "noah," .

It snapped me back to reality, realizing i could die if i stood still. I gave everyone a once-over, and it seems like even though we werent on good terms with eachother, we still understood what was going on.

Y/N made a good effort of spawn camping the windows while i spoke to ravenov through his window.

"Look..i dont know why youre here. But you need to defeat that bastard orda if you want to go home. Thats what i was told." The man urged.

"Alright. Thanks for the information."

"Jack."

"Noah."

We stared at eachother, searching eachothers faces for some sort of..acceptance. jacks face didnt look any different from what it was when we disintegrated.

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I dont know why noahs looking at me after what hes done. Doesnt he know? Does he feel shame?

Same goes for Y/N too. And marcel..

Why am i even stuck here with them?

"You know what you did to me noah." I whispered, but unfortunately he did hear me. He pulled me aside and took me by the wrist.

"It had to be an illusion."

"What-? Let go!"

"Listen! It had to be. I was injured in my illusion but im here perfectly fine! Without those injuries!" Noah barked at me.

What hes saying isnt entirely false either. Theres no bruises on my stomach or anywhere..

"Y-Youre right.."

"We need to find a way to keep us all alive and boost our morale. We need to kill orda."

"But how are we going to do that..,"

I looked back to our friends, staring daggers into eachother and spitting bullets with every minute theyre confined in the same space.
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I need a break from this world. Its..not even a world, is it? What i saw..was it a bad dream? Did everyone have it?

I looked down at smii7y from the 2nd story in spawn, as i grazed over him with my eyes, i accidentally caught his.

A zombie came lurking in from his vulnerable side, his back. On instinct i jumped down and cut off its head with one smooth motion of my kodachi.

Then i realized what i had done. I had saved him, yes..in turn i filled both of our heads with questions it looks like.

"I didnt mean to-!"

"Y/N..what are we..?" His voice cracked. He took his hands in mine, gently attempting to rub circles in them. His hands were too shaky-- it was evident he was about to cry.

"..please tell me what we are...."