10k x Reader (Oneshots)

Apocalypse

(In this oneshot, you've known 10k before the apocalypse happened and he's one of your closest friends. Enjoy
Also there is a !!!TRIGGER WARNING!!!: suicide)

You sprinted across a field as a crowd of the dead were right behind you. You just woke up to bloodcurdling screams and destruction outside. Cars crashed, people lying dead on the ground or running and screaming because of the dead. It was horrific, like something off of an apocalypse movie. You couldn't believe it. It seemed impossible and preposterous, until now. You panted harshly as your heart palpitated from fear and thrill. The Z's staggered behind you, but they were pretty fast. You noticed a family fleeing as well, a hoard behind them. You ran another direction towards a convience store.

"LET ME IN!", You shouted as you darted towards the front doors.

You glanced inside and noticed a group of terrified people. You banged on the doors, hoping they'd let you in. You turned around and found that the Z's were coming closer. They weren't going to let you in. You quickly ran behind the building and saw a bathroom door open. You quickly went inside and shut the door behind you, locking it. You didn't hear any banging on the door, but you heard screams and cries in the store, along with moans and growls from the dead. You covered your ears and closed your eyes tightly even though it was pitch black in the single bathroom. You let out a sob, still listening to the cries of people and you heard children. Your hands weren't helping with preventing the screams whilst hot tears ran down your cheeks.
You needed someone. You needed someone to depend on and you needed them now. You thought you couldn't do this all on your own. Moments later, the screams were silenced and you haven't heard any groans from the dead. Your breath was shaky as you hesitantly pulled your hands away from your ears and opened your eyes, only seeing pitch black. The space beneath the door was the only thing illuminating the bathroom, but it wasn't so bright. You slowly lifted your trembling hand and grabbed the door knob, turning it to open the door. You peered outside, no sign of Z's wandering around. Without hesitation, you flung the door open and ran off towards another area that was desolate.

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You ran about four miles and made it to your grandparents house. You ran up the porch and to the front door, banging on it as you hoped they were alright.

"GRANDPA!!.. GRANDMA!", You exclaimed.

You waited eagerly and your eyebrows furrowed with worry. No one was answering. You looked at the dull door before shifting your gaze upon the knob. You grabbed it and realized the door was unlocked. You're eyes widened slightly as you opened the door, looking inside the quiet place. You crept inside and found yourself in the dining room. You closed the door behind you and walked around without patience.

"Grandma! Grandpa!", You shouted.

Entering the livingroom, you noticed the TV was on, but it was just static. You just sat down on an armchair and took out your phone from your back pocket. Finally having time to get on your phone, you dialed your grandpas phone number and pressed call. You brought the device to your ear and immediately, a robotic womans voice said you didn't have service. You groaned in frustration and threw it to the ground, knowing it was useless now.

"fuck..", You muttered, bringing your face to your hands.

Your worry was passed the limit of how much you could take. You sat in misery until you heard something was knocked down. You sat up and looked around your surroundings, realizing you haven't inspected the whole house. You briskly got onto your feet and walked over to the hallway closet, pulling out a box that your grandpa kept a colt python hidden. Thankfully he taught you how to shoot and reload the revolver. You sluck down the hallway, aiming your gun up and ready to shoot.
Taken aback, someone came out of a room and you swiftly slammed them against the wall, pressing the handgun against their neck. As your eyes adjusted, you noticed it was one of your closest friends.

"... Tommy!?", You said in shock as you looked at the raven haired male.

".. (Y/N)", He exclaimed happily as he embraced you.

You dropped your aim and hugged him back, a huge wind of relief filled your lungs. His eyebrows were knitted as his deep exhale was shaky like your hands. You briefly pulled away and stared at him with a confused expression.

"w-what are you doing in my grandparents house?", You stammered, still dreading over them since you haven't found them.

He was quiet as you saw his gloomy expression. You felt your heart sink as you slipped past him and into the room where he came out of.
You crept in slowly and noticed two bodily figures under sheets and blankets. You looked over and noticed it was your grandparents. You studied the area and noticed on the night stand was a bottle of wine and a bottle of sleeping pills. You examined them and noticed they seem lifeless; no sign of moving or breathing. You gasped softly as your hands covered your mouth. Water pricked at your eyes and you let out a sob, feeling your heart cripple and break. You felt arms wrapped around you and you buried your wet face into Tommy's shoulder whilst you let out your sobs. Tommy was saddened by your cries, hating the fact that this devastating event has pained you. You didn't deserve it. He held you securely in his arms as he nuzzled into your (H/C) locks. He then trudged out of the room with you, helping you into the livingroom. He sat you on the couch and he took a seat beside you.

Tommy's P.O.V

This is horrible. I can't believe this has happened to (Y/N). (She/He) doesn't deserve this. I looked at (her/him), examining (her/him) closely. Tears seeped between (her/his) dainty fingers and (her/his) knuckles were red, probably from hitting something. (Her/His) (H/C) locks covered (her/his) flushed face. This was devastating, especially for (Y/N). I wonder what (she/he)'s thinking.

"(Y/N).. I'm so sorry for your loss", I murmured meaningfully.

My eyebrows were furrowed with worry and I wrapped an arm around (her/his) waist. I waited patiently for a response from (her/him). I love (her/him) deeply and I care for (her/him) with all of my heart. I'll always stick beside (her/him) till I'm dead. It seems morbid, but I wasn't joking around. I'm serious.

2nd person P.O.V

You heard what he said and you slowly pulled your hands away from your face. You lifted your head and looked at him, your vision seemed blurry from the tears. You sniffled and tried your best to wipe them away, but Tommy helped. His hands cupped your face as his thumbs glided against your cheek, wiping away the tears. His touch was subtle and warm as you nuzzled your cheek into them, feeling comfort from it. You let out a shaky sigh as your (E/C) orbs met his green ones. They were inviting and friendly; the green was a pretty color, you love them. You then put your hands on his and gently pulled them away from your cheeks.

"I.. I think we should get out of here", You suggested.

He nodded in agreement and gave a small smile before it faded. He stood up and helped you up. You walked over to the hall closet and grabbed the holster for the python. You put it on your belt and placed the gun in its place. He was already at the door, waiting patiently for you. You sighed gently and took a deep breath as you approached him. You nodded your head as he opened the front door, walking out of the house and onto the sidewalk. He watched his surroundings and held his sniper rifle in one hand. You looked straight ahead, watching out for any danger to pop up. Suddenly, you felt Tommy touch your hand and seconds later he tenderly grabbed your hand, holding it with a firm grasp. You adjusted your hand so your fingers intertwined with his. You gave him a slight squeeze as a crooked small smile plastered on your face. You both walked off, ready to take on anything that will be in your guys' way.

(omfgjdkjf I think I'm gonna update another, I've been in a really big writing mood lmao. Cya <3)