The outbreak had been wreaking havoc for just a month, and the world was already in shambles. the zombies weren't human anymore, but a mixture of mutated and violent creatures.

desmond stepped out of his tent cautiously, making sure to keep his movements as silent as possible. he listened intently for any sounds of the guards nearby, praying that they hadn't noticed him leaving the safety of the camp. after a few moments of silence, desmond let out a sigh of relief as he spotted no soldiers or guns trained on him. he walked slowly, keeping an eye on the perimeter, but so far, he hadn't been caught. he needed to find his lover, You, and make sure you were all right. Desmond proceeded slowly and carefully down the empty hallway, his mind racing as he made his way to the door marked with your number. he couldn't help but worry about your safety in this world filled with zombie mutants, and he was eager to see him. he reached the door and gently turned the knob, slowly opening it as he peeked inside.

You were awake all night, your mind filled with worry about desmond's safety as well as your own. when you saw his lover in the doorway, your shock quickly turned to relief, and your couldn't help but smile despite the circumstances. desmond rushed to him and pulled you into a passionate embrace, caressing his cheeks and brushing his lips against yours. You wrapped your arms around him and returned the kiss vigorously, wanting to feel close to him in this uncertain world. Desmond slowly pulled his lips away, leaving them both breathless with their passionate embrace. as they looked into each other's eyes, desmond's hazel eyes were filled with tears, relieved to see you alive and safe. he whispered softly against your lips,

"you're alive."