Zak has always wondered about when he would be able to see the color of the sky, or the grass or even his mother's eyes. All his life, he's lived surrounded by shades of white, black and grey. He longed to see what the world around him truly looked like, and when that day would come. Darryl has become used to the bland world he lived in, no longer imagining what his hair color was, or the color of his dog's fur. Any mention of color in conversation made him completely close off and turn into an emotionless being. That is, until he saw the light blue sweatshirt in front of him. *Complete as of October 25, 2019*

The zombie apocalypse has been going on for over a year now, with new and improved monsters showing up at every turn. Zak is a 19-year-old survivor who, until meeting Darryl, believed he was the last man standing. Darryl, a 24-year-old monster hunter, lives for the thrill of the chase. He never expected to meet Zak, an inexperienced kid during the apocalypse. Life is a game of survival now, will this dynamic duo make it? -cover art by @zoithart on twitter

This story will have nothing more than fluff and maybe angst. There will be no smut. I'm against that type of stuff, especially when Skeppy's not okay with it. I am only writing this because I like to write. I hope you guys will like this too. There might be blood and violence at points, but I will be sure to warn you before-hand in case you don't like any of that. Anyway, I'll see you muffins in the story!!! Cover art belongs to @BleuMuffinz

Zak sighed, brushing his hand against the olders his eyes filled with hope and admiration for the other. Why couldn't things stay like this forever? Darryl smiled, holding the others hand in his own, hearts beating in sync and stomach fluttering worth love and butterflies. How did he get so lucky? Their lips connected in unison as they realised just how much a small action was. -=- Sequel in progress. [Previously #1 in BadBoyHalo] [#1 in Muffinsquad] [#1 in Finnster]