I got home and caught Zack napping on the couch. Hmm? This is new. I walked over and smiled watching him sleep peacefully. I sat on the floor and touched the side of his face. He felt my touch and smiled feeling my hand. His hand touched mine and he slowly woke up flinching a bit.
"How long have you been watching me!?" he shouts.
"Probably only three minutes," I answered. He sat up scratching his head as I sat on the couch. I poked his arm. "You seemed really happy when I touched you,"
"Like hell you did! What if it was just my goddamn dream!?" he asked. I hugged his arm.
"My school questioned me about Brad and their theory is a murderer killed him,"
"Wow, what a smart school,"
I got onto his lap and hugged him tightly.
"We're going to make sure that you learn how to write and read," I said.
"Why the hell should I learn those useless things?" he says looking at me.
"Even kids know how to do that, you're basically an infant reading and writing level," I stated as he got angry. I kissed him.
"MMM!" he muffled. I looked at him as he looked away. "Fine! I'll fucking learn those damn things!"
I laughed and nod. He looks back at me.
"Y-You can kiss me more if you want," he says angrily. I lean back as we kissed again.
"Do you want to use tongue?" I asked. He raises an eyebrow.
"How the hell do you do that?" he questions.
"I'll show you and you'll understand how it works,"
He opens his mouth a little unsure of what to do. I lean back in and explore his mouth as he copies me feeling a bit shy and embarrassed. We continued our heated makeout session then I pulled back looking at him breathing a bit heavily.
"Well fuck," he said.
"That was a nice session," I said smiling.
"Maybe we can do some more in your room," he teased. I smack his chest gently as he laughed at me. I got off before Robert caught us together and dragged him to my room. He followed and grabbed his scythe. "W-Wait! Are you serious!?"
"I'm going to teach you how to write and read you dummy," I said.
"Ohh, what a sad blow," he said disappointed.
"Maybe we can have a little bit of fun if you're good,"
"What am I? A little fucking boy?"
"You're acting like one,"
He grunted a bit angrily. I brought him onto my room and showed him a glass table with some comfy chairs. I pulled out a projector and started teaching him the basics.
"This is so stupid!" Zack shouts slamming his fist onto the table.
"Zack, keep learning," I said. "That's rude to interrupt someone,"
He glared at me. I pointed at a word.
"What word is that?" I asked.
"Hmph. Advice," he says. I continued asking him what word it was while pointing to new words to him. He rested his chin on his palm bored.
So I decided to spice it up a bit for him...
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Isaac "Zack" Foster X OC
Fanfiction"I WILL kill you," Zack said. "I'll take on that challenge," I answered back. Sara had lived a "somewhat" life alone. One night after her closing shift, she decided to take a shortcut through a dark alleyway until she encounters a prison break stran...
