The Walking Dead x Zombie Reader

Vatos

'At least I'm warm enough to go to sleep,' I thought, then slowly fell asleep.

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I woke up the next morning, Miguel was gone but where he was laying was still warm. Hinting that he was here not too long ago. Just then the bedroom door opened, and walked in Miguel with a plate in his right hand and a cup in his left.

"Good morning y/n, when I got up you were still asleep. So I decided to get you some breakfast before they ran out," he said and handed me the plate and sat down on the bed.

"Thanks," I said and sat up, it was left overs from last night dinner. I grabbed the fork that was on the plate and started eating.

"I'm going back out today, there's a bag in the street. Guillermo said that there could be weapons and ammo in it," he said, I grumbled and looked at him.

'Hopefully that ain't the bag I left out there, that wouldn't be good,' I thought, then after finishing my food. Miguel gave me the cup.

"₮Ⱨ₳₦₭₴," I tried saying but it sounds like growling slurs. But by his smile I think he understood what I meant.

"So you can talk, just not well?" He asked, I nodded. We sat in silence as I drank what was all in the cup.

"So, how old are you?" He asked me.

"18, you?" I asked him, he chuckled and scratched his neck.

"19, tho I look younger. Don't i?" He said, I looked at him in shock.

"There's no way your 19," I said in disbelief. He laughed a little and nodded his head.

"Yea, I'm 19, tho you look young for your age as well. Oh, I have an idea," he said and turned his body towards me.

"We should give each other nicknames," he said, I tilted my head in question.

"You know like I could call you pollito, and you could call me ah-" he said but stopped.

"What about stoner?" I said, he gave me a dead pan look.

"Why stoner?" He asked, I chuckled and pointed towards his neck.

"I don't know, maybe it's because you have a pot leaf on your neck," I said and roughly chuckled.

"Oh that," he said and covered it with his hand.

"Heh, it's a funny story-" he said but was interrupted by someone opening the door.

"Hey, Miguel we got to go," a man head and gestured for him to come. Miguel sighed and hung his head.

"We'll continue this later pollito," he said I nodded and waved at him as he left. After he left it was just me left alone in his room.

'I could steal another one of his hoodies, he probably won't even notice,' I thought with a smirk.

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After a little while I'm now in the kitchen with Chloe and Abuela. They were talking to each other, or Chloe grumbling everything while abuela just nodded and smiled. I watched as they did that but something just didn't sit right with me.

'I hope Miguel ok,' I thought, he was probably one of the only boys I've talked to even when I was alive.

'His also pretty cute,' I thought with a smile, then slapped my forehead.

"Y/n what do you think?" Abuela said snapping back to reality. I looked at them too see that Chloe had two drawings in her hand.

"We were wondering which one would Sasha like more," Chloe said, I looked at them both. The one on the right was a drawing of a sun with a flower while the one on the left was one of a house with a dog.