Night Walker
Zombie!America x Reader
Cold...
Everything was cold. He couldn't feel anything save for the frigid soil that surrounded him. Who...who buried me? He slowly dug through the moist earth with shattered fingers, breaking the surface not long afterwards. His body felt heavy, his skin rotted and torn to pieces in some places much like his clothes and leather bomber jacket. A face flashed before his dull blue eyes, a girl with (e/c) eyes and (h/c) hair. A small pain formed in his worm eaten heart; who was she? He felt as if he knew her...
Why couldn't he remember her name?
She was the love of his life, how stupid could he be?
He had to see her. The bright city lights seemed do far away while he walked on broken legs. A groan escaped his withered throat; another image flashed before him. The girl was looking down at him, a (weapon of choice) in her hands as he raised his own to stop her. He could hear his voice, begging her to stop, yelling that he forgave her and that he loved her. After that, she stopped only for a second, a contemptful smile on her face.
Like he was a pest writhing on the ground before her feet.
Everything went black after she dealt the final blow to his head.
Now he was standing in front of her door, a grin on his cold lips as he raised a rotten fist to knock on the wooden barrier.
She had to have heard him. He could hear her light footsteps on the stairs; he knew she was looking through the tiny hole in the door to see who it was. It was an old habit of hers. He could hear her gasp, backing away while whispering his name, that he was dead, that this was all just a bad dream. But he was very much real despite his death so long ago.
Death can't keep us apart, my beloved.
"Let me in, (y/n)."
Meh, I'm uploading a reader insert. Idk why, Though there isn't much interaction. At least, I don't think...
I hope not.
I don't own Vocaloid or Hetalia.
The song I based this off of is called Night Walker by Kagamine Len
Hope you enjoyed.