zombie!choso gifting his heart for valentine’s day ❤︎
that boyfriend of yours was a gory, horrifying thing. well..to anybody besides yourself. you found him to be quite charming. the green skin, sickly appearance, the weeping flaws on his flesh—all of it enticed you in a different way. you didn’t care if it was maniacal. what was truly maniacal was how you couldn’t seem to let him go when he died. thus..here he was.
this zombie was lovesick. despite his dead state of being, he was exceedingly devoted. for example, when his jaw broke while eating you out..you still struggled to pull his body off of you! who knew zombies could get drunk for something besides brains.
this year for valentine’s day, choso gave you something extra special. you had grown suspicious when you saw a baseball-sized blood stain on one of his shirts, but just figured his delicate skin was having issues again. poor guy!
you sat at the table with your zombie darling, he sat hunched in the chair across from you. “i’m…i’m very..excited..” he croaked, reaching up to scratch at his pale, greenish-hued cheek. naturally, his flimsy nails managed to break skin, dragging a scratch across. “it’s..v-valuable..”
a short laugh left you, eyes darting down to the black box. “valuable? that’s so sweet of you, baby. you always think of me.” a zombie with a thought system? go figure.
choso smiled, stretching the small hole in his cheek enough for a tooth to be visible from your point of view. he loved seeing you happy above anything else—even flesh!
“o-open..it..” he whispered unwillingly, his voice was always so hoarse, as if speaking pained him. it probably did, but he spoke for you despite that.
you grabbed the box—and oh, there was some weight to it. your initial assumption was jewelry or something of that sort. curiously, you opened the box and peeked inside.
there sitting before you was a heart cradled in the box like a compass—his heart. the four chambers poked out, two of which were frayed at the edges. the red hue was far paler than a heart you’d usually find, though that wasn’t surprising. dumbfounded couldn’t even describe your reaction. but delighted could.
“oh my god..choso. your heart? are you for real?” you gasped, lifting up the box to further inspect its delicacy. a huge smile broke out on your face, and you practically lunged at him for a hug. “you’re the best boyfriend ever!”
choso was enchanted by your reaction. when the chair fell back from your tackle, a sharp crack! echoed between his body and yours. your poor zombie’s bones simply couldn’t handle your affection. but he didn’t notice it, nor mind. “i’m..ha..happy..you l-like it..” he panted, his chapped lips planting a kiss on your forehead. “i..i love you so..”
this zombie yearned. he longed for your flesh, but only to be inside it. he longed for your brain, but only to understand it. he longed for your heart, but only to put his next to yours. what a romantic monster he was.
“i love you too, choso. so much.” you kissed him back, your soft hips against his was like sandpaper trying to scrape clouds. how charming. “when i die, my heart will be fully yours.”
choso smiled, the hole in his cheek stretching once again. “my h-heart…was..yours even b-before this..” he croaked. “in..t-the palm of..of your handdd..”
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