━━━━━━━━ 𝐣𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐢𝐧
- in which y/n and her friends
try surviving in a man eating
world filled with walkers.
☾ | jean x fem!reader
⎯apocalyptic au/crackfic
lowercase intended + long chapters
!! tw extremely cri...
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"damn, it smells like old people in here." connie sniffed, "or it's just jean."
"dude? talk about yourself." jean bashed back, "that laundry soap really ain't working huh?" he smirked.
"oh you wanna get fucked up? ohhh you wanna get fucked up so bad!" connie squared up, bringing his fists up to his face.
"guys cut it off." you interrupted as you walked back into the large living room where jean, connie and sasha currently stood.
"looks like nobody's home." you sigh as you threw yourself to the dusty armchair.
the four of you took a look around the house, just in case there was someone already here and had accidentally broken into a poor, innocent families home, but so far the coast was clear.
"yeah i checked some of the rooms. nothing." connie added, turning to jean to see if he got anything to report as he took a seat.
"yeah same here." jean replied, soon joining connie on the dusty couch. sasha nodded, also saying she hadn't seen anything as she sat on the carpet.
"i found this weird looking device laying around." sasha spoke up, holding up a mysterious device. you and the trio observed as sasha switched it on.
"it only makes static noise, but i don't thing it's a radio or a walkie talkie... what is this thing??" sasha pondered confused, looking at the different buttons.
suddenly a loud bang was heard from upstairs. it sounded like a door was force shut. this startled the four of you, making you jump from your seat.
"dude." connie mumbled, "what the fuck was that?" he stood up, you and the other two followed.
"connie and i checked upstairs." jean quickly explained, anxiety in his tone, "we checked every corner, i'm positive we're alone."
"duudddee..." connie mumbled once more. slowly, he took out his camera from his bag.
"wassap springrist nation!! today we'll be staying at a HAUNTED house during an apocalypse!! this has never been done before so i'm super excited for whats to come!! this is an official overnight challenge!!" connie excitedly beamed, holding his camera high up his face.
"not this shit again." you pinched the bridge of your nose, "this house is not haunted. it was probably lightning or something. it's raining pretty hard so." you reasoned.
"what the actual fuck connie?" jean twisted his face in confusion. "oh yeah i guess i didn't tell ya yet, huh?" connie cleared his throat, "yours truly is a renowned youtuber!"
"youtuber my balls. that's dumb as hell." jean snickered. "that may be so, but don't come knocking on my door when i have my own mansion and harem." connie smirked, clutching onto his camera.
"if your ass lives, that is." jean remarked back. connie ha ha'd before turning back to his camera.
"alright guys, we just heard a noise upstairs. let's go check it out!" he turned to you, "y/n? will you lead the way?" connie sheepishly asked as he turned to record you.
