[closed rp] zombie!verse
Kili listened to the blond’s story of where he currently resided and couldn’t help but feel a twinge of something. Was it jealousy? Fear? Fear of what? That the man would be all too willing to return to the boarding school he now called home, go back to his group that relied on him, forget of his existence? Or maybe it was dread. That he allowed himself to open up to this stranger so quickly and with little to no hesitation. And now the man wanted to return to his family and friends. What use would Kili be to him? Other than just another tagalong. Another mouth to feed and a body to worry about. Kili’s appetite quickly left him and he looked down into his lap, flipping the can of meat around in his hands but not really paying attention to it. “Sounds like the perfect set up, really,” he muttered under his breath, trying to keep a scowl from forming on his lips.
But at Fili’s offer, Kili’s eyes snapped up and went wide as he processed the question in his mind. “You want me to join you?” He repeated, more out of disbelief. “No.” The word came out harsh and he quickly stood, turning his back to Fili as he pretended to busy himself with sorting through what belongings he had left. After a few seconds worth of silence, Kili sighed and hung his head. “I don’t do groups, ok? I like to be responsible for one person, and one person only,” he turned and jabbed his finger into his chest several times, “me.” But he wasn’t willing to let the man go so easily. The connection they made already was alarming and it had the brunet wondering, but to drop the life he knew so well by now to just join Fili and his group? Kili groaned and leaned back against the table. He knew what he would eventually regret what it was he was about to say, but he couldn’t help it. Fili piqued his interest in many different ways, and Kili wanted to hold onto that for as long a possible. “Alright, fine. But only after that leg of yours heals…” Frowning, he turned back around and cursed silently under his breath.
At Killian’s harsh respond, Fili frowned; he didn’t thought asking to join his group would be troubling. But then he remembered that Killian was a loner, and perhaps had his reasons to want to stay that way, “I’m sorry..I didn’t mean-,” but then Killian changed his mind and said yes. His frown softened and smiled wide, “Alright,” he agreed but he didn’t miss Killian’s scowl; he seemed more uncomfortable than anything. Looking down at his can, where there were only a few bites left, he thought for a moment. “Killian,” he said turning to look up at him, “I can understand if you rather stay alone as you are. I just, I don’t know, got a bit selfish. I mean, I know in these times everyone does things their own way; some prefer to stay in groups, others think its better alone and I understand,” he looked back down at his can and took another helping with his fingers and shoved them into his mouth. “But,” he began to say after he swallowed, “I have to tell you, I wouldn’t be able to live in peace knowing I left you behind when I’m able to offer you something better than this place.”
After that he finished his meal quietly and threw the can out the window; sure enough the dragging moans of the infected that were on ground level were heard but died within the few seconds. Fili sighed and looked down on his bandaged knee; Killian only agreed to go after his wound healed, but how long could that take? He had people depending on him and the supplies he found; he needed to be back as soon as possible. But he also knew it would do no good to risk himself or Killian in his condition. To think he could put Killian in danger somehow unsettled him and much worse to leave him here; perhaps it was because of the intimacy they shared, but Fili felt strong feelings for this man he met only a few hours ago. But those were quite the intense hours and Fili felt like never parting with him.












