request: kinda open
just simple love (and other) stories to fufill your needs.
character x fem! reader unless otherwise stated.
started: 05-20-22
UPDATE: I'm now turning this into a oneshot book! (as of 102522)
ⓒeurt
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"Two fools fell for one another,"
.....
Ever since the infection started, you kept on wandering around Lucella, with your silver baseball cap being wore backwards along with your hunting knife strapped to your waist.
You kept on jogging around. You hated working alone, and you are looking for a survivor group, at least.
"At least get bread first," you said determinedly to yourself.
You continued jogging until you collided with someone, causing you to fall on the ground.
"What the heck?" you grumbled, pulling yourself up.
"I'm sorry," a voice murmured.
You poked your head up to see a coyote wearing silver overalls, with his brown hair kept on a plait. "Oh, its okay," you said awkwardly.
You can't deny it, he's just cute. The way how he apologized is like he just apologized to you 10 times.
"I'm sorry," the coyote said again, before offering his hand out.
You looked at his hand skeptically, before taking his own hand, enabling him to help you stand up. "Thanks," you said, looking at his dark green orbs. "I was just on a rush to get bread,"
"I have bread," the coyote said at once. "I mean-" he started to stammer. "A-Are you alone? I can recruit you, if you want-"
"Recruit me to what?" You asked, dusting down your jeans.
"To the survivor group I'm part of, dummy!" The coyote said with a laugh, a laugh that was music to your ears.
"And what group is that?" You asked playfully, folding your arms.
Sure enough, he seems to be trusted, so maybe you can joke on him too.
"The Silver Paw, señora," the coyote said teasingly.
You giggled at his silly Spanish accent. It suits him more.
"My name is Filip," he introduced. "And you are-?"
"Y/N," you teased back, wiggling your eyebrows.
Filip laughed. "Now we know each other!" He said cheerfully. "Follow me. I'll show you our base,"
Both of you spent a fifteen minute walk. Its nice having to walk with someone you just knew. The two of you chatted about stuff, until you two became very great friends.
By the time you two arrived to an oil refinery, you are greeted by a black bear who is just raking some fallen leaves on the entrance. "You're back, Fil!" the bear exclaimed, before he acknowledged your existence next to his friend.
