RVB (locus x reader x felix x wash) one shots

Because of you (reader x locus) zombie apocalyse AU

This is just a random zombie apocalypse one shot.   Combined with The Walking Dead😊. It's very fluffy.

(Bf/n) = best friend's name or nickname  (your BFF is Felix's girlfriend, or boyfriend, but I'm writing them as a she cuz it fits the storyline)
(Fh/c)= friend's hair color
(Fh/l)= friend's hair length
(Fe/c)= friend's eye color
Other than that the rest is the same
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Felix trudged along, dragging the dead deer behind him. He was lucky, this was the first time in weeks he had seen any fresh meat. Well, he wasn't the one who had tracked it or shot it for that matter, Locus had. Locus currently walked behind Felix, keeping an eye out for any walkers they may encounter. Aaaannddd, since Felix had managed to piss him off earlier, Locus was making him drag the deer back to camp. He chuckled quietly at Felix's struggle, he held his crossbow tightly and kept on high alert. Locus preferred the crossbow because it was quiet and effective.

Felix had his knives and the two girls they had left at the camp, both had weapons as well. (Y/n) was exceptional with a blade and crossbow, and (Bf/n), she was good with knives and a gun. Though using the gun was looked down on because it may attract walkers.

Since Locus was an ex-military member, he made sure to train them all in the use of guns and also arrows.  His personal favorite was a military grade sniper that he had been stationed with earlier on when the apocalypse had first started, not that he got many occasions to use it.  As they walked, Locus reminisced of the day he met the two girls, (Y/n) and (Bf/n).

*flashback*

Locus was the only one left of his squadron and he had actually saved (Y/n) and (Bf/n)'s lives the day he decided to leave his post.  He didn't have orders not to do so, so he left and while he was pacing on the top of some building he was using for scouting, he saw two girls struggling to fend off a hoard of living dead.  They had managed to back themselves up against a wall and were pinned. 

Since they were intriguing him with the weapons they had obviously trained themselves to use, he decided to help.  Though usually Locus was a 'every man for himself' kinda guy, even so, he had tried to save his military buddies. One of those buddies being Felix, but he was pretty sure the 22 year old had made it out alive, he was clever and manipulative.

Locus was particularly interested in the (h/c) haired girl wearing a red and black plaid flannel, it was open revealing a black tank top underneath.  She had on dark skinny jeans that were smeared with blood and dirt.  The girl swung the katana, she must've stolen it from somewhere, with exceptional grace.  The other girl with (fh/c) hair and on an 'OBEY' grey hoodie and leggings, was using her gun with a homemade silencer because at this point, it didn't matter.  Though he did see a flash of metal signaling she had knives with her.

Locus set up his sniper from his nest on the roof of the 2 story building. He helped them out, shooting the ones near the back. About 7 minutes later, the hoard was dead and Locus, who was still wearing his military camouflage pants and combat boots, walked down to check on the two girls. 

As he walked he slung his gun strap over his shoulder and his dog tags slapped against his chest.  All he had with him was the gun, and the clothes on his back.  This included the charcoal grey, t-shirt he was wearing and the rest of the items listed earlier. Well, he did have a water bottle, but that was it.

The girls were tired, both breathing heavily. The one in the red and black flannel was leaning back against the wall, her head down and her (h/l) (h/c) hair covering her face so he couldn't see her eyes. The other girl in the hoodie was squatted down, her palms on her forehead resting her elbows on her thighs. Both were in shock.