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(Content- gay content, character death)

Narrator's POV:

Jerome and Mitch were running quickly. A horde of zombies behind themselves. Scared that they'd trip, or anything. Scared of what might happen to their partner or lover. Finally, they turned around and started shooting. Either getting a one shot one kill or a two shot one kill. Knocking down alot of zombies and killing them for good. When they ran out of bullets and about ten zombies were left, Mitch pulled out a machete and Jerome pulled out a hatchet. Both were still cracking and bashing skulls and killing the undead. While Jerome was occupied with three, the four that Mitch were at and fighting were tearing him up. Then his eyes widen when he felt a hand, behind himself, grab his arm tightly and turned around and screamed when he pulled the arm closer and took a big chunk out of his arm. Jerome's eyes glossened deeply and narrowed.

"Mitch! No"!

He sliced the two heads off easily and he went to Mitch's zombies. While he was messing with them, another bit Mitch's other arm and he screamed again. Jerome growled and chopped their heads off and did the same that was nawing at Mitch's arm from behind the Benja. He was crying hard while wrapping his arms around his neck shakingly. While trembling. Jerome, still shaking, picked Mitch up bridal style and started running. Running to the house they were hiding in. He slammed open the door and laid him in the bathroom floor. Propping his head and upper torso on his legs. He was looking at his arms. They were still gushing blood and almost the bone. They took a big chunk out of each. He let out a shaky breath. Biting his bottom lip and Mitch kept whispering his name softly. Shaking more than Jerome. The bacca picked Mitch up. Sitting him in his lap and holding him tightly. Mitch was doing the same as he slowley wrapped his arms around his neck. He was crying lightly and Jerome was crying silently.

"J-Jerome", Mitch whispered in his ear ,"I-I'm....... I'm s-scared". Jerome bit his bottom lip harder at that. "I-I don't.... w-wanna die ye-yet".

"Your gonna be okay. I promise biggums. Everything's gonna okay. This will be over in a few seconds and it'll be a flesh wound, I'll take you to the hospital to get stitches, and everything will be normal. I promise".
Mitch smiled and pulled his head from his neck. Slamming his cold lips with Jerome's warm ones. He smiled and kissed back as Mitch straddled his waist and pulled back and kissed his cheek. He held him close. He heard coughing and he pulled him away. Mitch looked in the other direction and continued coughing up blood. He wiped his lips and looked back at his bacca.

"Jerome. I love you biggums"he whispered very low.

"I love you too baby".

He blushed a little and smiled. His eyes opening and closing slowley now. His breathing slowing, his heart slowing down, his lips were blue and his skin was a deep deep pale. He was shaking from being cold and scared again. He was gonna fall back, but Jerome held him with his hands behind his back to hold him up right. And let him lay down, but he was running his hand through his hair. Mitch laid his head on his boyfriends shoulder and closed his eyes. Sighing and his breathing slowing down more.

" I'm crafting our home
on Endstone, like a lone..
Minecrafter. Staring at you,
From a far. In the end,
The Dragon's den.
Still there's nothing,
I wouldn't do, to trade places with you.
The sound of cannons drum.
We scare tributes and run
To carry our love, to the Endstone.
We want to bash some skulls
Until our axes dull
Remember our love
In the Endstone.
We can't escape
From our fate
All alone, without my bro
The Nightmares of the time
I chopped you, that Deathmatch.
Still there's nothing
I wouldn't do, to trade places with you.
The zombies chase... we run.
We're scared this is not fun
We carry our love
To the Endstone.
We prep for launch right now
The Dragon knew but how
Remember our love
In the Endstone
It's time to get away..
And start our new home..
And I'm ready to take off with you
Yeah, we're going far away
To the place of Endstone.
I'd give my life to trade places with you- "

He stopped and smiled when he heard a small growl and moan. He bit his bottom lip hard. Hard enough for blood to spit up. He pulled Mitch off and smiled at him. Groaning a little in pain from the bite wound on his neck. He grabbed the pistol in his gun holder and laid Mitch down. Putting a hand on his chest to hold him down. He put the gun to Mitch's forehead and loaded it. He squeezed his eyes shut and pulled the trigger and his ears ringer. He looked and let out a choked sob. He sighed and laid beside him. Kissing his cheek and hugging him. He held the gun to his forehead and pulled the..... *bang* .