Voltron Legendary Defender Preferences and One shots {(DISCONTINUED)}

4. Pidge

Title: Pidge x Fem! Reader

Requester: Me

Request:I have no idea what my brain 🧠 has created...

AU: Zombie AU

Warnings: Possible mentions of blood, and lots of death, if you are sensitive about this subject, you may skip it.

Guide:

(Y/N) = Your name.
(F/C) = Favorite Color.
(E/C) = Eye Color.
(F/S) = Favorite Song.
(H/L) = Hair Length.
(H/C) = Hair Color.

Note: Requests are still open for whoever is reading this👍

Your P. O. V.

I quietly roam around the dead city with my dog, Chi Chi. I got him when I was 10. Before the virus outbreak, my family farmed along with a few other families. But they are long gone with my family. I was in the city to grab a few supplies, when Chi Chi started barking at an entrance door.

"Chi Chi, here boy!" My accent echoed.

I have a Texan accent. I get it from my Mother.

My dog didn't listen, there must be living people, somethin, I haven't seen in a few months. I walk over to him, putting a hand on his head, silencing him. I jiggle the handle, locked. I sigh and pick the lock, opening it.

"Hello, anybody in here?" I ask, hoping at least a kid was in here.

"Hello?" Someone called back, sounding somewhat in pain.

"Stay where you are, which room are you in?"

I found him before he could respond. He guy looked to be in his late twenties, and was sitting on the ground in pain, holding his leg.

I rushed to him, hastily pulling out my first aid kit.

"Can you rip your pant leg?" I ask,

He obliged.

"How old are you? And what's your name?" I ask.

"My Name is Matt Holt and I am 23:" The guy said. "Why?"

"That's what I've asked all my patients." I say in a soft voice. "Anyways, I am (Y/N) (L/N) and I am 16 years old. The dog over there is mine. His name is Chi Chi."

At the mention of his name, he sat next to me.

"He's a therapy dog, I've had him for 6 years." I say.

"Why did you get him?" Matt asks.

"I had bad anxiety and still do. I also had dyslexia and the kids as school made fun of me for it." I reply.

We talk as I clean the wound on his leg, getting to know each other.

"I'm gonna have to give you stitches." I apologized, before calling Chi Chi again.

I dig in one of his side pouches, finding a needle and thread.

"I'm gonna have to numb your leg, okay?" I ask.

"Yea okay." He says quickly.

It goes really fast,and with just a few stitches.

"My crew should be here any minute, you should stay and meet them."

"Umm, okay. Sure." I agree.

They arrive in less than 10 minutes, and Chi Chi started growling.

"Stand down Chi Chi." I order.

He shuts up and sits in front of me, I put my hand on his head as the door opens.