War child DM x JD

Post-Apocalyptic AU (band doesn't exist, and they don't all know each other)

Jorel p.o.v

I cover my boyfriend with a blanket as he shivers. It's too dangerous for me to light a fire to keep him warm, there are too many zombies around. I can't do anything else to warm him up though which makes me so angry. I don't like seeing him suffering when I know there is something that I could do to help him. I need to find a decent shelter tomorrow night if the weather is going to stay like this and it is going to be this wintery. Tomorrow when we go exploring I am looking for an abandoned house with not many zombies around and I am keeping my baby warm tomorrow night. I snuggle up with Danny hoping my body heat will keep him warm while I keep watch tonight. I don't feel like waking him up to suffer through the cold.

There is someone watching us in the distance and I reach for my baseball bat. I don't want Danny to get hurt or taken by this creep. I kiss the top of Danny's head, not caring about the stranger watching then I stand up with the baseball bat raised and ready to hit. "Woah, I am not gonna hurt you. I just want some company is all. It gets very lonely being out here on your own," The stranger says, revealing himself to be someone familiar to me. I relax a little bit, he does seem familiar to me, but I need to know more before I trust him. "Who are you?" I ask, just to double check. If I know him and he is who I think he is then I feel confident in letting him join me. I would have to ask Danny when he wakes up as well, he has much of a right to make these decisions as I do.

"I'm George Ragan, I think we met a while ago," he tells me. It clicks something in my head and out of the corner of my eye I see Danny waking up. He looks at me, gets up and walks over and looks at George. Danny does not trust a lot of people, so I wrap my arm around him and rub his arm. "Yeah I think so. I'm Jorel Decker and the little sleepy one is Danny Murillo," I tell him. Danny gives me a what the fuck look. I guess Danny didn't hear the name, so he doesn't realise that I already know the man in front of us. "Hey Danny, I'm George. I've known Jorel for a while now," he tells us. We talk some more before Danny reluctantly allows George to join us.

"I took down some of the zombies nearby, so we should be safe to light a fire now," George says, and Danny looks up at me. He is still pretty cold, and he was shivering against me. Someone stole his blanket and we found the burned remains of it later. "That would be good, I am pretty cold," Danny says, and I pull Danny closer towards me to keep him as warm as I can. I was not paying as much attention, there are no zombies in sight currently, so it is perfectly safe for us to finally light a fire and then Danny can feel warm while he sleeps. He barely slept so far, only about two hours according to the watch that I was looking at when he fell asleep and then now. George lights the fire and I let Danny lay down next to it.

"We appreciate you being here George, it does get a little lonely being without many other people," Danny says, sleepily as the warmth of the fire was making him doze off quickly. I cover him with my blanket and George looks around for a second one for me. "We lost one of our blankets and Danny suffers from the cold more, so I always give him mine," I explain, and George goes into his backpack and brings out two blankets. He wraps one around my shoulders and keeps the second for himself. "That can be his now. The winters have always been harsh since this whole apocalypse started," George says, I look over at Danny to see him fast asleep in front of the fire. Bless his cute little heart, he's so adorable I can't handle it.

"Thanks George, I've been desperately looking for one for him since his other one was stolen. We have not managed to find a lot of supplies left," I tell him. Maybe now we have the older man on the team then we could have a better chance of finding some decent supplies. "Yeah, tomorrow we could go as a trio and move into the town a little bit. I know some places to get supplies but there is a group of two guys that always go in and get the good stuff first," George says, it's probably the same guys who stole our blanket and set fire to it. "What would you do if you saw them?" I ask, just out of curiosity and I did go a bit aggressive when I first saw him tonight, I nearly hit him hard with the bat if he didn't say who he was.

"Not sure, part of me wants what happened tonight to happen, but you can never be too sure what they have in mind. They could just decide to attack us and go solo if we ever see them," George tells me. That's true, if they are feeling aggressive when we do cross paths then it will hurt a bit. "Yeah, we'll just have to wait and see," I tell him. There isn't much else to do, we are in an apocalypse after all. George encourages me to go lay down with Danny and sleep for a while he said he would do the watch for the rest of the night. I have done all of the watches for the last few weeks while Danny has been so cold, and I felt it would be cruel to let him do it while he was struggling with the cold.

The next day – Danny p.o.v

Oh god, I have not smelled cooked breakfast in so long. Oh yeah, we got a new member to our tiny group last night. George, he seems nice enough. I don't really know him that well currently though, I can't make a total judgement yet. I wake up to see George at the fire cooking. Jorel is asleep behind me, good he's been so stressed out lately he needs it. "Morning Danny," he tells me. I smile, before sitting up and stretching. "Morning George," I tell him, and he smiles back. He hands me a plate once the food is cooked and a spork. "Oh thanks," I tell him, a bit surprised he is feeding me first instead of himself. It tastes so good, I can't believe we can have cooked food again. George chuckles at me. I bet Jorel has told him all about how cute he finds me.

"You're welcome Danny. Jorel said you guys were struggling quite a bit with gathering supplies so I am happy to share mine in return for company," he tells me. I look down to my hand, which is bandaged because I broke my finger in a fight with a zombie two weeks ago. It's never going to be the same as it once was, but I'll accept that I am not dead and not a zombie myself. Jorel would probably scream if I ever turned into a zombie. "Yeah, even though I have Jorel and we are in love. It feels weird not having any friends around," I tell him. Jorel is still sleeping, I am glad he can get as much rest as he needs now someone else is here to help out. "Definitely, I made sure my family was safe and I have been lonely since the start of this whole thing, so I am glad to have found somebody," George says.

"Yeah, my family is safe somewhere. They will be worrying about us but one day we can be reunited," I tell him. My mom, father, older and younger brother are all safe. I got a message before my phone died to let me know that they were safe. I hope one day I can get back to my family and we can enjoy our life like we want to. I doubt it since the Government has barely done anything in terms of rescuing those of us who are still stuck. It's like they care more about those who managed to make it safely than the ones who struggled more for whatever reason they have. "Mine will worry too, but they know I can hold my own. I wonder if the government would do anything to help us, but deep down I doubt," he tells me.

"Oh yeah, I get that. Unless people in the safe zones start rioting about our mistreatment then I doubt they will be able to do anything. More like they won't be willing to do anything because they could argue that there are plenty of people in the safe zones which outweighs the number is zones like ours," I tell him. The food was so good I didn't realise it didn't take me long to finish it all. George smiles at me and I hand my plate back, so he can sort it out. "Glad you enjoyed it Danny, hopefully we can have more nicely cooked meals soon," George tells me, and I nod. There was no point in talking about the government anymore, it is all boring and just ends the same way every time and we all get angry.

Jorel wakes up after a little while and hugged me tightly. "Morning Jay," I tell him, George made himself and Jorel breakfast while I get to relax by the fire. "Morning Dan, morning George," he replies and sits up. I bet it is weird for Jorel, he's not actually slept like he did last night for a very long time. He's probably going to be even more tired while he gets sued to our new schedule where we have three people to take watch during the night. "Morning Jay," George says, and I sit in Jorel's lap. I love how low the threat is right now, so we can enjoy some precious moments together before we go off in search of food and other supplies. "Oh I wondered what smelled so good," Jorel says when he gets his own plate of breakfast.

"Yeah, I have the supplies to spare for the three of us to have cooked meals, so I thought why not. You are giving me company after all. I've got to give you guys something in return. Jorel could have easily beaten me up last night," George says. I can barely remember what happened last night, I remember waking up with Jorel standing at the edge of our little makeshift base with a baseball bat and threatening George with it, but not long after I got up to discover what was going on Jorel invited George to join us. I agreed to it and then fell asleep again not long after that. "Yeah, and it's about time we moved on from this place. Zombies are not as dumb as they appear, if we continue staying here then this could end badly for all of us," Jorel says and I nod.

"Maybe we can find some better stuff when we go exploring later," I tell him. I am always, and I mean always on the lookout for better presents to give to Jorel as a way of showing how much I love him and how much I care about him and appreciate him being here for me during this nightmare. It would be nice to find some clean clothes and deodorant as well. I guess at this point it's just wishful thinking. I help Jorel and George gather up what little belongings we have between the three of us and George notices the broken finger. "Dan are you sure you should be using your hand? That break doesn't quite look secure," he tells me, and I nod. "What other choice do I have?" I ask him, we don't exactly have the medical supplies currently to secure my finger in a way that it will heal properly.

"Fair enough, we are going to find some medical supplies and fix that up," George tells me. Jorel nods, he's been worried about me as well. I don't want to get an infection from it and if it ends up being slightly wonky for the rest of my life then I can accept that gladly. "Okay," I tell him, and we get going towards where we hope to have some luck with getting supplies. I take Jorel's hand with my good hand. I wish that my hand was in a better state than the broken mess that it is, he prefers holding my right hand than my left, but we have no other choice. George takes one of the weapons and hands Jorel the other one. I have the comfort of knowing that I am protected by two people who would actually defend me if I need it.

I saw someone out of the corner of my eye, but they ran off before much contact was made. I swear I saw that guy when my blanket was stolen, then found the burnt remains of it a week later. Then someone else attacked me and broke a few bones in my hand and finger. It happened two weeks ago and I still haven't told Jorel I was attacked, he just thinks I took a nasty fall when I was alone. I am sure he is incredibly intelligent and has worked out that I am lying by now, but so far has not called me out on it. He might do once he sees the full extent of the damage done, I have roughly bandaged it myself and George is going to fix it in a little while, probably once we stop for the night. That way it'll be the safest time to do it.

I see the guy again, the one that stole my blanket. George also spotted him and held his bat a little tighter. "That's the guy who stole most of our stuff and destroyed my blanket," I tell him, just so that he was sure. "Part of me wants to teach him a lesson, but the other part of me is not sure that it would be worth it," George says, Jorel had gone off into a store then we heard him cry in pain. We both run in and George pins the guy by his neck to the wall. I go and check on Jorel who seems to be okay now. "Woa, what the fuck? I thought you were alone not in a group," the guy says, I do feel a little sorry for him, but he did nearly hurt my love. "Yeah, I'm in a group. What about you?" George asks, sounding a bit calmer.

"I'm Jordon, and I am just with Dylan. We might have raided your camp before, sorry," Jordon says, and Dylan walks in and nearly knocks me over. Jorel looks at the two males and George stands down. "We forgive you, in fact I have a better idea. What if the two of you joined us? Then you wouldn't have to raid us again and we all share our supplies to live in this hell hole," Jorel says, both George and I were immediately up for the idea. It would be cool to go as a group of 5 instead of being alone or going in a small group. "That sounds like the best idea someone has ever had," Jordon says, and Dylan is in agreement which is good. Tonight is going to be a lot better than the last few. We have more company, more people to get to know and to help.

"Let's get some supplies then wrap up your hand real good Dan," George says, and everyone agreed with that. We need another base too, the zombies are more active at night, so we have time. It is the government trying to bomb huge groups of zombies but missing them that is the main problem. Due to them only having a top down view we are often mistaken for zombies and our camps bombed. We have to dive out of the way as quickly as we can, which lets the stupid ass government know that they just tried to kill their survivors. Zombies can't dive out of the way as far as I know. They are just too slow with their movements and don't have any other thoughts other than to eat our brains. "Yeah, gotta do that before the night falls," I tell him.

I wince as I try flexing my hand. Oh god it's painful as hell, I fucking hate this. Jorel looks at me with worry and I put on my brave face. "Are you sure that you can carry on for now?" Jorel asks me, and I nod. "Yeah, I should be fine Jay," I tell him, it makes Jorel relax a little, but until he knows for sure that I am okay then he will be completely relaxed then. I kinda want to talk to George beforehand and ask him to not to reveal the full truth to Jorel. I don't want him to worry when we all have to struggle to survive around here. "Dan, don't worry I won't tell Jorel if it's worse than it looks," George says, speaking quietly. I forgot Jorel and George grew up together before all of this mess happened and they were quite close.

"Thanks George, I hate worrying Jorel and this is the last thing he needs right now," I whisper back, Jorel smiles. I am glad that he likes us getting along, he knows no one is going to take me away from him. We are all friends here, that's how I would like it to be. Well, obviously Jorel and I are going to stay as lovers, but I want to be friends with everyone else. Jordon walks up and starts asking us basic questions, I mention that I'm dating Jorel which prompts him to say him and Dylan are a couple. Poor George being the only single straight male here. I look to George with a smile, and he chuckles. He knows he is the lonely boy now. We get enough supplies and find a good place to be our base for now. We did have to fight a couple of zombie mini mobs though and my hand was hurting so bad.

"Sit down Danny, let me sort your hand out once morphine is in your system," George says, and I sit down with Jorel worryingly sitting beside me, not sure what to do with himself. George gives me the injection and I wait in Jorel's arms while the medication gets to work. "Hey Jorel, I know you're nervous about Danny but come get some firewood with us when George gets to work," Dylan says, and I am glad he's here. Jorel reluctantly agrees while George reassures him that I will be fine, I might fall asleep but that would be due to the medication making me more tired than I already was at this point. He'd be there to look after me and Jorel has plenty of time to look after me once he gets back. I sent a thankful look to Dylan when Jorel wasn't looking and he winked at me.

Soon it's just George and I at the base camp. "So what happened?" he asks, before carefully cutting off the old bandages and stuff on my left hand. "A dick called Yumma wanted to beat me up for fun. I am pretty sure he managed to break a few bones in my hand, but I can't exactly go to a hospital," I tell him. I wince as he cleans up the blood on my hand and I look at him with the best smile I can manage at this point. "Ouch, good thing Jorel isn't here to worry about that right now. Let's get you all cleaned up," George says, we have both been speaking just above a whisper in case Jorel decided to come back early. I really don't want to worry Jorel and I know he will think I am hiding something from him by not letting him be here.

I was half awake when he came back, and I immediately got up to hug him and he hugged me back before making me snuggle up to him on the floor. "Hey, what's up with you?" he asks me, and he kisses the top of my head. "He's fine, I attempted to straighten out his finger and it hurt him a lot, so he wants the cuddles now," George replies, as Jorel was covering me with a blanket. Dylan is working on getting the fire set up and Jordon is on first watch. They said for tonight I wasn't to be on watch because of the medical situation I ended up in. I was pretty tired with the way my body is handling things today. I just want to lay down and sleep for a long time. "Bless him, he should be fine though right?" Jorel asks.

"Yeah, he's going to be fine. He just needs to rest tonight and then he should be fine after that," George says, and I smile at them both. I yawn and snuggle up to Jorel who wraps his arms around the blanket he covered me with. I close my eyes and just relax. "Goodnight baby, I love you," he tells me. "I love you too, goodnight," I tell him. I soon fall asleep in his arms. I overheard Dylan call me adorable just as I fell asleep and I was tempted to pout. I hate it when someone calls me adorable. Well, because I love Jorel he is the only exception to my rule over who calls me adorable and who is not allowed. I think I heard Jorel say something about only he gets to call me adorable. I love this dude with all my heart.

Two weeks later – Jorel p.o.v

Fuck times five billion. We got ambushed by a bunch of zombies and now Danny is missing. He was surrounded, and he begged me to go and save myself. Now we are back at the base we made, and I can't stop pacing. The guys haven't attempted to comfort me yet which I am kinda grateful for. It would have made it worse because there is not a lot that they can say about what happened which would make me feel any better about being a shitty boyfriend. Nobody ditches the love of their life when they are needed the most. I could have saved Danny and I didn't and for that I am going to beat myself up for the rest of my life. I am going to hate the day we either have to kill him because he is a zombie or find what's left of him.

"Danny's going to come back, I feel it," Dylan says, I pause in my pacing for a moment to look at him. I have a slightest bit of hope that he will come back, but until then I am going to pace. I want him to come back to our little 'home' so badly just to hold him tightly and never let him go. George puts his hand on my shoulder, making me stop. "I know it's hard, but you have got this. Danny is coming back to us, we all feel it in our hearts," he tells me, I look him in the eyes and I nearly break down into sobs right there and then. It doesn't take that long before I do. I am not quite grieving for my love, I am just upset that he is gone. I am just going to wait for him no matter how late it is before he returns to us.

"Danny!" I call, it's has been three days now since Danny went missing and he has finally arrived. He drops his gear and runs into my arms where I hold him as tightly as I dare to without hurting him. "Jay, I finally found you," he says. I take him to the fire which I just made sure was stoked. I am surprised I didn't wake the other ones with my noise, but they are all deeply asleep at this time of night. "Me too, I thought I lost you forever," he tells me. I didn't know that he worried about me as much as I did about him. I wrap him in a blanket and keep guard while he relaxes in my arms. "Well, all that matters now is that you are safe and that you can rest and recover," I tell him. He is probably all bruised up and hungry.

It didn't take him long before he fell asleep in my arms and I kept guard while watching him. I want to make sure he's safe and I will sleep when someone else is awake and able to keep an eye on him. I don't have the medical knowledge to asses his injures, so I have to wait for George to wake up. I am not sure what happened, but I will ask Danny when he wakes up later. For now I just want to embrace him being back here and safe. "Hey Jorel, we knew Dan would come back," George says, I forget he's an early riser and usually the first one of the sleeping to wake up. I smile and yawn, I have been barely sleeping while I have been waiting for Danny to come home. "Yeah, I know. I was just so worried about him," I tell him.

"I know, you love him a lot and that is what happens. It's not going to be easy living like this, but you make it work and it's sweet to see. I'll give Danny a once over once he wakes up. He needs the rest for now, and I'll keep an eye on him while you sleep don't worry," George tells me. I sigh in relief, I knew I could rely on George to look after Danny. It was nice to have that verbal confirmation too, instead of going to sleep assuming George was going to keep an eye on Danny and make sure that the younger male doesn't go into a coma or anything. That is the last thing we want here, because I don't think Danny would be able to survive that. We don't know how we'd get access to oxygen or other medical supplies we would need.

Danny was awake and talking to everyone when I woke up next. George told me Danny's fine, just a few minor bumps and scrapes. Danny smiles when he sees me, and I get up to join him. "You slept a long time there Jay," Dylan teases. I know I slept four hours, but he will make me think that I slept all day and all night. I don't listen to him though, I know how long I have slept. My watch still works really well especially with the daylight charging it. "Yeah sure," I reply, not saying anything else while I wrap my arms around Danny. My precious little bear, I can't wait until the small chance comes that we can live a normal life and have kids together, so we can grow old and die happy. It's going to take a long time though.

The government still don't pay attention to us. There was one care package Dylan found yesterday we have yet to open, but Danny and I are still scarred from the last interaction we had with our 'lovely' government. "Maybe we should open this, see what's inside," Jordon says, pointing to the box near to where we keep the rest of our stuff now that this is a more permanent base or home for us. We are probably going to keep this place from here on out, we can easily build a decent shelter and things like that. "I guess we should, I mean they shouldn't really put anything bad in these if the zombies can't open it," Danny tells us. He has got a fair point, it's not like the zombies can go and open the box and take what's in there.

There were a bunch of tents and ration pack meals. Along with things to cook them with and blankets. This is amazing, we could easily live off these for a long time. Danny smiles at me, today has been a good day. "Hey, the thickest blanket should go to Danny, he suffers with the cold much more than we all do, and it would help him out more," Jordon says, and seconds later Danny catches the blanket. "Thanks Jordon," Danny says, he's such a sweet guy. We test out the blanket and Danny is happy. Jordon yells you're welcome as he goes to sort out the rations that we have received. We are the type of people who would be so careful and make one pack of food go between the five of us with what we already gather for ourselves. We don't want to waste the precious amount of food we have been given.

No one wants to leave the base today. Especially after what happened last time and we all still wanted to make sure that Danny is completely fine. George said that he did notice some minor concussion symptoms during the time he has spent with Danny so far. We can't be overly cautious, and we need to make sure that everyone is fit and healthy. We can't leave Danny to defend the base on his own in the state he currently is in. He could pass out at any moment and that's it for him. All though, having said that we have not encountered a single person since we all grouped up and zombies don't really come over here. It's good that they don't show up nearby to our base. We would have to move base again and we are running out of non-bombed options.

Danny was getting sleepy throughout the day but refused to fall asleep and rest. He was having a lot of headaches. He's having one now and he's resting his head on my lap and I try and relax him. "I need to go get some more pain meds for him. I won't be long I promise," George says, we nod and try and calm Danny down in the meantime. "Shh Danny, it's gonna be okay. George is getting the medicine to make you fell all better," I tell him, I am not sure of how much he is understanding because I show my hands to him to do the 1 to 10 pain scale and he touches ten every time. Jordon does it and Danny touches the pinkie that indicates 10. "Do we not have any morphine or Aspirin to give him now?" Jordon asks.

Dylan goes to check our medicine box. "I think there is some aspirin that he could have, it's still good with instructions on the back and then when it get's worse later he can have morphine and George would be back to deal with that," Dylan says. He then comes over with some water and two aspirin tablets. Danny carefully sits up and takes the pills before downing the water and Jordon throws a pack of biscuits at us. Danny eats a couple of the biscuits and lays back down again. "I go sleep?" he asks, I can understand the pain is making him less coherent than he usually is. I hold his hand gently. "Of course you can, as soon as you feel sleepy enough," I tell him. I will keep an eye on him too, just making sure that he doesn't go into a coma.

Danny sleeps for a good four hours before he wakes up hungry. We give him some food just as George comes back from the scavenger hunt to get us all some medication. Danny does seem to be feeling a lot better now. "I think the headache has gone now," Danny tells me. I smile at him and he smiles back. "That's good Danny, just let us know when the headache comes back," I tell him. It is getting to be quite early in the evening now, but with what has happened I would not be surprised if Danny decided to head to bed early. We enjoy dinner together and Danny stays close to me. I think the experience he has had these last couple of days have made him really scared and nervous. I will give him the security he needs.

It doesn't take long after we all eat dinner and chat before I feel Danny's hand relax against mine. He had fallen asleep with his head resting against mine and his hand was still in mine. "So glad he is home and safe now," I tell the others who agree. They are all glad that Danny is back and mostly in one piece. He still has the headaches and the concussion, but he will be fine. Jordon helps me get Danny into a comfortable position on the ground ready for me to cuddle him, so he can sleep longer hopefully. George is on watch for the first half then it's Dylan, so I can cuddle with my bear for as long as I want to. I love this little bear with all my heart and one day I am going to be able to prove it to him.

And that is the end of another one shot, hope you enjoyed.

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