35 Hold my hand

You take a deep breath as you try to calm yourself down. The groaning and slamming coming from the undead outside was not helping. The windows were up high, so they couldn't reach those, but the door was being kept shut by dressers and other heavy objects. And it wasn't like you could stay in here forever, your food and water was going to run out. Just outside another room you could hear the others talking, trying to figure a way out. You really wanted to go and help, but you just couldn't move. So you stay there in the dark, your breath running short and your eyes glistening with tears.

You hear the door creak open and the familiar voice of one of your comrades speaks up.

"(Y/n)," his voice was low, "what're you doing in here?"

You look up at him through your teary eyes, panic clear on your face.

"Ah geez." He mumbles.

He makes his way over to you and sits beside you, your shoulders brushing.

"Penny for your thoughts?"

"Dave, I don't think I can do this."

You glance over at Dave to see he was wide eyed and clearly worried.

"(Y/n), don't talk like that."

"But Dave," you sob, "I'm so god damn scared, and we're running out of food and we're surrounded-"

You were cut off by Dave manoeuvring in front of you. His sudden movement surprised you. He had slipped off his shades and was now looking at you with a serious gaze.

"(Y/n), hold my hand." He instructs.

You gulp and slip your hand into his, smiling slightly when he squeezes it reassuringly.

"(Y/n), I can promise you that we'll be alright."

You nod; your once teary eyes begin to dry up. Your eyes widen when you notice that Dave was leaning closer. You reciprocate and close your eyes. Your cheeks heat up as soon as his lips touch yours. Your free arm wraps around his neck, while the other stays holding his.

You nearly let out a whine when he pulls away.

"You can get another once we make it out of here." He chuckles.

~~~

Your axe slams into another head, successfully killing it, before swinging at another. You were tired, and definitely hungry, but you continue to push forward. You had managed to all scramble out of a high window and onto another building. Now all you had to do was get rid of all of these undead on your way out. You could hear the others hacking away at the other undead.

As soon as there is an opening you all get away into the nearby forest. You all silently cheer as you make your way through, not wanting to be loud to attract attention. You feel a tap on your shoulder; you look around, only for a pair of lips to press against yours in a quick kiss.

"I told you we'd be alright."