Forbidden Love In A Zombie Apocalypse

8 | Strange Expedition

“I suggest I go with him on this expedition…”
A mischievous smile formed more and more on Y/N’s face when he noticed the drops of stress sweat dripping from Tommy’s temple. 
Henry not asking himself any more questions accepted Y/N's proposal, which suited him to know that Tommy was no longer alone. 

Y/N was going to find out Tommy’s secret, he wanted to know and he will find out the truth…. But deep down he didn’t even know why he wanted to expose him because Tommy didn’t hurt anyone. Then Y/N remembered what he had seen in their old shelter, well he had not really seen it he just saw the aftermath of what happened. 

So they went to bed, Tommy and Y/N were going to have to get up early tomorrow. The night passed quickly, well Y/N not for Tommy. When the sun finally rose the two survivors got up, prepared and slipped an empty bag on their shoulders, and headed for the car. Tommy went to the driver's side and Y/N beside him to the passenger side before slamming the door. He started the car and crossed the dirt road in front of the house towards the city. The ride was silent, a silence Y/N hated but to which Tommy was accustomed. After a long journey through gravel country roads, they finally arrived in town, the car stopped and Tommy and Y/N looked at each other without saying anything for a few seconds:

"So what’s the plan?" Y/N asked with a hint of curiosity in his voice. 

Tommy took out a small notebook and a pen from his pocket, before scribbling a few words on it. 

“Since we have enough food, why not try to find other survivors or do research about those specials zombies? “

Y/N raised one eyebrow and looked suspicious. 

“You know writing in a notebook rather than talking is strange, right?”

He nodded before writing again. 

“I just don’t like my voice okay? Otherwise what's your answer to what I asked you?” he wrote before turning the notebook to face Y/N and showing it to him. 

“I respect the choice it’s just not very practical but otherwise I think looking for other survivors is not a very good idea… Might as well do some research on these things before they kill us... “Y/N explained as he rested his head against the headrest contemplating the destroyed city while talking. 

They got out of the car simultaneously, Y/N and Tommy put their bags on their shoulders, and Tommy opened the trunk before taking out a baseball bat covered with nails. Y/N looked at him with surprise before taking out his little kitchen knife that he sharpened regularly. Their weapons in hand they roamed the city paying particular attention to avoid the city center, never Y/N had felt so quiet, he had to pay attention to any small noises. Tommy was heading towards a building with a broken window leaving a space to enter, Y/N was following him closely rather anxious. They climbed stairs on several floors before arriving on the roof of the building, Tommy opened the door gently and slipped his head into the door opening before opening it wide and beckoning Y/N to move forward. 

“So what are we doing here?” Y/N contemplated the view, he leaned his head over the void, still breathless from having climbed so many stairs. 

Tommy took out his notebook and wrote: 
“Well, to study their behaviors? Honestly, they are rather boring because there is only very little change in their reaction or movement…”

“Yes, but I am interested in those who are…different from others… “Y/N explained, pausing in his sentence because he wasn't too sure how to explain. 

“-you know… Like last time. Most of them are slow and the only reactions you can see from them are when they see blood. But this one was special…” Even before Y/N finished talking, Tommy started scribbling a few words.