The freaking zombie apocalypse. (Boyxboy)

25.

We didn't stay long to figure out if the poor couple heard us or not, but we did say our goodbyes as we met them on our way down the stairs.

George and Martha were still one of the few nice people I've met, and I really hoped they'd get to a safe place unscathed.

It was early in the morning, and the streets smelled bad due to the abundance of dead corpses hiding from the heat of the sun, but we made sure to seize the day and travel a large distance before the night sets.

"I still don't know why I am following you." I told Kenny as we made our way to the city on foot. "What if we don't find your friends?"

A blue-haired girl, Lexi, came to my mind as I recalled her asking which hair dye I preferred on her. There was also another blonde girl, Sophie, but I didn't know anything more about them other than their names.

All I knew was that they were just as weird as Kenny.

Kenny was letting his crowbar hit a few metal objects as we walked, deliberately irritating the dead population hiding in the shadows by being noisy.

"If we don't find them then they're dead." He told me so casually it was almost worrying. "Doubt anything could kill them, though."

"I don't know about that. They seemed to be dying of boredom when they were with you."

He scoffed at that indignantly. "I was the one dying. Besides, you didn't seem to find my company boring last nigh- Agh!."

Kenny didn't get to complete his sentence because he was clutching his stomach in pain, and I walked away faster but it was not because I wanted to hide my reddening face.

Totally not. I am not lying.

"You're insufferable."

"And you're sadistic." He bit back catching up to me again. "No need to be shy about it anymore, admit it. You like me."

I gave him a confused offended look. "What gave you that ridiculous idea?"

"Honestly I would say the fact that I am still alive." He muttered probably remembering all the times I killed zombies in front of him, and all the times he slept defenslessly next to me.

"That's right, sweetie, remember all the candy you ate." I told him in a fake sickeningly sweet voice promising him a miserable death if he dared to eat my sweets again.

"Give me something else to eat, then." He bumped into me teasingly and I suppressed any urges to actually kill him. "Wouldn't mind eating yo-"

"Rrraaggghhhh"

That's when an especially irritated zombie lunged from one of the alleys and attacked him and he let out a surprised shriek. I simply continued walking.

His fault for being so noisy. His problem to deal with.

I hope that the zombie woman has a delicious Kenny-filled meal today.

I didn't even bother to look back when I heard footsteps approach me after a while, and it was Kenny holding a recently-bloodied crowbar while panting. The poor undead dead woman lying on the ground with her head bashed on the concrete. "I could have used some help. Appreciate it, even."

"And I could have used some peace and quiet."

"Wouldn't that be too boring?" He asked while grinning before one of the places caught his eye. I looked at what he was looking at before I grabbed his arm and led him towards the abandoned grocery store.

"We need water. We're kind of low." I told him explaining my sudden enthusiasm at his sudden find. Good to know he's actually useful for something other than gracing me with his beautiful visage.

Unfortunately, he wasn't entirely brainless.

"Didn't we stock on some recently?"

I refused to look at him as I answered. "No?"

"Roddy, I am sure we did." He said raising an eyebrow at me looking at me with suspicion.

My cheeks were probably pink when I grumbled a few insults directed at him under my breath, and I felt too embarrassed to admit that I gave some of what we had to Martha and George. He'll be super annoying about it; I was sure of it.

I didn't want to show him that I might have gone soft on the elderly couple, so I tried to think of a quick lie.

"I just got thirsty after last night, okay?"

God, I should have just told him the truth. My stupid fucking brain and his stupid fucking flawless face that makes me lose any semblance of intelligence whenever I look at it.

I couldn't help but stand there and face-palm. I was so disappointed in myself.

"Well, well." He grinned teasingly and I just kicked his shin before I quickly moved towards the grocery store's door. It was right across the street, and I was thankful for the cars that I weaved through since they bought me some time before Kenny recovered from bouncing in pain due to his throbbing shin.

"That was really uncalled for!" He yelled at me from where he was at and I didn't care as I slowly approached the door testing if it was open.

To my luck, it actually did open and creaked ominously as it revealed the dark interior of the store.

The first thing that hit me was the smell of rotten fruits on display – and probably many other rotten foods along with it – and I couldn't help but notice that the place had been previously ransacked. The light coming from outside was barely enough as I took a few brave steps inside.

It was a little bit creepy, but nothing I wasn't already used to, but seeing the dead zombies lying on the ground made me feel a little bit safer. It meant that finding one of them alive was highly unlikely, especially when they've been dead for a long while.

I scanned the place to find something useful, but it was hard for me to ignore the colorful beauties displayed on the shelves.

Like an idiotic moth running towards the light, I ran towards it in excitement.

Candy.

The were sweet, not expired, and absolutely divine.

From gummy worms to gummy balls to sugary delights, and I quickly opened my backpack to shove as many of them in as I could. "God, if you hear me, thank you." I feigned a sniffle just to be a bit dramatic as I looked up. "You answered my prayers."

I did not care that Kenny was leaning on the shelf holding water bottles as he stared at me with amusement.

"You really do like your sweets, huh?"

I nodded my head. "They just make it worth being alive in this hellish apocalypse."

"Can't say I disagree." He shrugged approaching me and placing the water bottles inside my of backpack. There was a bit of a struggle since my candies took a lot of space. Maybe I took too much, but I wasn't returning any.

Kenny didn't seem to mind it, and he surprised me by grabbing the back of my head and pushing it towards his for a quick kiss before pulling away.

I blinked at him. "What was that for?"

"Being too cute. Do I really need a reason?"

"Hmm," I said pulling him by his collar towards me again. "No, idiot. You don't."

And so, I kissed him again.