Blaine X reader iZombie fanfiction

Chapter One

"Liv? Ravi?" You walk into the morgue but find it empty. "Well then. I guess I'll just pick up the brains for Major, myself." You dance your way to the fridge, open it up and take the first brain you see. You then look at it for a second. "Office worker. That'll do." You make your way to the stairs, still looking at the brain, not paying any attention to anything around you. "So!" You jump up in shock, as you weren't expecting anyone down here except Ravi and Liv. This was a stranger's voice. "Who are the brains for?" The man says like it's totally normal to just; carry a brain, out of a morgue. You look up and see a very, very blond man, with blue eyes and mostly black clothes. "Sorry, did I scare you?" The man squinted his eyes a bit and pretended to care. "I was just looking for Liv and Ravi. Are they here?" The man walked past you and was on his way to Ravi's office. You finally open your mouth and say something. "No. They were already gone when I came down here." The man looks back at you and starts walking towards the stairs. "Well. I guess I'll come back tomorrow." He walks past you but you stop him by asking him a question. "Excuse me. Do I know you?" The man looks at you, lifts his head, smiles and then chuckles. "No, and I'm afraid, I don't know who you are either." He takes his hand out of his pocket and holds it in front of you. You take his hand and shake it for a little while. "I'm Blaine. Nice to meet you." Did he just say 'Blaine'?! "Blaine? As in the Blaine?!" "Ohh, so you've heard about me." Blaine chuckles and takes a step back. "I think you need to leave. I'm not supposed to be around you." Blaine steps closer to you. "Oh come on. I'm not that bad." You take a step back. "You killed teenagers and sold their brains to zombies that you've made." Your face couldn't look more sceptical. "To be fair to myself. Those teenagers were drug addicts." "That you have sold drugs to, in the past." His face looks disappointed. "Fine. I give up. You win." A smile grows on your face. Oh how you love to win a discussion. "So!" Blaine looks up from the floor and makes eye contact. "You a member of Team Z?" You look sarcastically at him. "Really?" He looks confused. "Team Z? That's what you call it?" Blaine gives you the 'obviously' look as he throws his arms to the sides. "Yeah." You smile. "Creative. I like it." He laughs for a bit. "Well. That's a surprise." You give him a questionable look. "What?" "Liv hates that name. It's surprising that you like it." You smirk at him and walk over to the light switch. "I'm not Liv and no, I'm not a member." You turn off some of the light, which is a signal that it's time for Blaine to leave. He walks up the stairs but turns around, with you just 2 steps behind him. He looks down at you. "I never got your name." "Y/N. Y/N Y/LN." Blaine smirks. "Nice to meet you, Y/N." You both walk out and once you're outside, you head in different directions.

Once you're home, you shout to see if anyone is there. Luckily Liv and Peyton are right in the kitchen. That's right. You share an apartment with them.

You just moved from London to Seattle.

Literally a couple of days ago.

You're Liv's half-sister on your dad's side.

Technically you didn't move but you're staying for a very long time and decided to help in the morgue, because you're going to work in a morgue, once you're done with your education.

You decided to finish your education here. Just to try something different. Like moving to a different country.

"Hey Y/N. Did you get the brain." You stick your hand into your bag and pull up the brain. Liv takes it and gives it a quick glance. "Office worker. That doesn't sound so bad." Peyton sits on the couch and sips her wine. "Don't forget to give to Major, tomorrow. I bet he's very hungry." You walk to the couch and splash your arse on it. "You think? Guy hasn't eaten in 2 days." All 3 of you laugh and Liv continues to do what she was doing in the kitchen.

You pour up a glass of cola and start to converse with the other 2. "So what's for dinner?"
Liv turns to you. "Hawaii pizza for you, pepperoni pizza for Peyton and extra jalapeno brain pizza for me." "Sounds delightful." You take one more sip of your soda. "So, Blaine came by today." Liv looks at you with her worrying face and Peyton almost choked on her wine. Liv comes closer to you, leans down and gently grabs you by your wrists. "Are you okay? Did he do anything to you?!" You pull your wrists away and grab your cola glass again. "Relax. Everything is fine. He came down to look for you but you weren't there. So we just talked for a bit." Peyton looks surprised and Liv just looks the same as she did before. "Well?What did you talk about?!" You smirk and look down at your glass, slowly circling it's edge with your finger. "We just introduced ourselves and yes. I did tell him that I know about what he's done and that I know of Team Z." Liv gets the look of disgust on her face. "Team Z? Really?" You look at her with innocent eyes. "I really like it. What's wrong with it?" "What's wrong with it?! Blaine made it up, that's what." You hang your head in disappointment. "I know what he did, but he didn't seem that bad." Peyton puts her hand on your shoulder. "Y/N. That's how he got me. When I found out what he's done, it took me a little time to get over him. Now? I just look at him and see an awful human, well zombie, who doesn't deserve anything, but to die...again.".

It's been a long time since Peyton last saw Blaine. Maybe he's changed since then. Maybe not, but if she truly loved him, she would either accept him, or try to help him change. You don't blame her though. When she started seeing him, she didn't know all these things he's done. You do, so you know better. Besides. You're only eighteen. What is he like, 30 or something?

After you're done eating, you all just went to bed.
Since you don't sleep a lot, you decide to try and find his number and some information about him. Just so you know a bit more, if you meet again.

It's two am. You have to wake up at six, so you decide to go to bed now.

You found the place where he works and the number to the one who owns the place. Which is of course: Blaine.

You put your phone on the nightstand and roll over to the other side. You close your eyes and slowly fall asleep.