kaxsuki:

Protectiveness meme || not accepting !!

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_{ιт ωαѕ ∂єαfєиιиg. тнє gurgling growls that tore through the night came from every direction. Through the walls, the windows, the doors… an orchestra of undead took place, and they were the unfortunate spectators left to witness this dreadful symphony. Besides their starving calls, relentless clawing of dull nails against wooden boards, and gnashing of their disgusting teeth, he was only aware of his own quaking fear. It was impossible to think through all the noise, to hear any thoughts that ran through his mind–hopeless. Not that he had anything remotely useful to think about right now. So he didn’t think. Just watched.}

_{тнєяє ωαѕ ѕσ мαиу of them. Their numbers continued to grow, judging from the gradual rise of their sickening snarls. To say he was scared would be an understatement–he was petrified.} 

_{тнєιя cαмρ нα∂ вєєи swarmed of these monsters. It was a gruesome sight to behold… not that it had been his first. He was guilty for being one of the most sheltered remnants of this god-forsaken world. The fact he’d somehow managed to survive this long was beyond his own imagination ( luck maybe? ) Yet it came with such a heavy price–watching your comrades wail in agony as they fall victim to these beasts once called human beings, to be feasted upon for the sake of sating their ceaseless appetite. He would live the rest of this cowardly life of his ( no matter how long or short he had left ) with the trauma of tearing flesh seared into his memory. There was no place that was ever truly safe anymore.}

_{ιт ωαѕ ωнєи νιcтσя’ѕ shape entered his blurred vision, did part of him return to reality–he observed the ex-militant from where he sat on the ground, watching as he used old store shelves once making the aisles of this abandoned convenience store to barricade doors and windows, and any other potential entrance for those savage creatures outside. Just in time too, as an arm managed to break through a loose board, now swiping at the air in hopes of seizing another meal. Yuuri trembled violently with wide-eyed horror as he clutched the handle of his 9mm handgun. Unlike him, Victor was having none of this; he grabbed the knife strapped to his thigh and immediately sliced off its decaying arm, spewing age old blood to the floor. Victor only snarled back, animosity dripping from his voice in what Yuuri could assume was profanity from his mother tongue. The infected didn’t even flinch from its severed limb. It didn’t think or feel–it just wanted to eat.} 

_{нє ωαѕ ѕσ ραтнєтιc. He couldn’t move, he couldn’t think… he could barely even breathe through the fear that manifested inside of him. He quivered like an autumn leaf as he remained paralyzed with anxiety. Why did he have to be like this? Instead of using his fear productively, he was swallowed by it–wave after wave it would continue to drown him, no matter how much he fought to stay on the surface he would be pulled under a dark sea of his own terror. It wasn’t fair… not to him, but to Victor. He didn’t deserve to die by Yuuri’s incapability–he was strong, in every sense of the word. Yuuri still couldn’t make sense of why the Russian worked so hard to keep them both alive. Victor isn’t like him at all–he wasn’t pathetic.}

_{ιf σиє σf тнєм had the slightest chance of survival, it had to be Victor. He deserved it more.}

        ❝ V-Victor… Victor… ❞

_{уυυяι cαℓℓє∂ тσ нιм with what little energy he gathered, raising a jittery hand to point at an opening through the ceiling ( how that occurred would be a mystery, but anything was possible in this nightmare ). The silver-haired male darted his attention from Yuuri, then to the possible escape route above their heads before marching over, breathing hoarse. As Victor glowered over him he begun to talk… or so, that’s what Yuuri concluded. His lips were moving, but Yuuri still couldn’t hear him through all the noise. No… everything was just sounding faint and distant. He was drowning again…}

_{нє мєяєℓу ѕнσσк нιѕ head, earning a bewildered and VERY impatient glare from the other–Yuuri would help clear up that confusion.}

        ❝ Just go. Please… just go… ❞

_{ιт ωαѕ αℓмσѕт ιиѕтαитαиєσυѕ when he felt strong hands grip his shoulders. Yuuri simply shut his eyes, a downpour of tears streaming from his eyes whilst his shudders worsened. Victor was angry at him, he knew he was. He had to be. And he didn’t blame him either–he was so useless, he was dead weight. He deserved any punishment that came to him at this point. Even if Victor decided to hit him, he’ll endure it, he’s pent up his anger for much too long, so if he had to release, to take it out on him, he could… as long as he made it quick, and left before they arrived.}

                ❛  I’m not leaving you alone. Not now, not ever. ❜

_{нιѕ ωσя∂ѕ ριєяcє∂ α sliver of light through the thick darkness in his mind. Watery eyelids slowly parted, the peripherals of his sight had blurred and the only remotely clear image he had was Victor crouched before him. Sky blue hues once cold as ice still looking stern but also … desperate? Despite how hard he he held it back, the fear was beginning to seep through. The hands on his shoulders had moved to cup his face… a gesture so foreign to him, yet all so comforting at the same time. Though… they were shaking as well.}

_{Ah… was he truly this selfish?
He should know better… of course Victor was also scared.}

_{уυυяι тσσк ιи α shivering breath. If he couldn’t find it in him to help himself, then he ought to at least help Victor. Whether or not Yuuri could bring himself to escape, it didn’t matter. He would much rather be the one to die ( as frightening as the thought may be ) than allow Victor to fall under the mercy of those merciless monstrosities. If there was one thing he would never allow–it would be that. So, he’ll muster every ounce of strength he could from that, and carry along his dead weight just a little further for him.} 

_{And him only.}

❝ … o-okay. ❞