Chasing You - Chapter 52: Chapter 52
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When they got to a safe distance from the zombies, Allen lets go of Irvin's hand. He takes a couple of steps away and wipes the sweat on his brow. After he clutched his broken shoulder. Irvin on the other hand had been staring at Allen without looking away. His chosen attire was.... good?
Allen was a little flustered. He wasn't used to contact with other people, but he had just yanked on a stranger's wrist and forcefully dragged him along. Allen, "I didn't mean to be rude and grab your hand. I just saw that you were in trouble...."
Irvin blinked. The youth was just to charming, with his cat ears and that kind of face. Irvin couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Pfft. Hahaha! It's alright. Thank you for saving me, Allen."
Allen pointed to himself and furrowed his brow, "You... you know me?"
Irvin, "How could I not? You're bro-con brother Kyle showed you off to everyone."
Allen's blushed a little. His small plump lips looked so soft. Irvin's eyes were stuck dead on them.
Allen only made a sound, "Oh...."
As Irvin was about to talk, he heard some of the zombies making their way to where they were at. Irvin grabbed Allen's wrist and ran, "It's not safe here to talk. Let's go."
Allen, "En."
The moment Irvin turned away, the bright childish and innocent light in his eyes disappeared and was replaced with a cold light. It was almost as if that look had been all an imagination, just a fleeting thought.
Irvin and Allen runs out of base B, it had already been overrun and with their present self it would be too difficult to remain here. The slim chance that they could recover this base was less than 10%. By the time the other bases were to send their envoys to come assist it would much too late. The closest base was base A but that was at least three day journey by car, by foot it would be at least a week's journey.
Irvin and Allen ran until they were at least 50 meters away from the base, the occasionally stopped so that Allen could catch his breath before they continued. They found a small shed and took shelter inside. Allen slumped down to the floor, breathing hard. He had never run this much before. His clothes were also drenched in his sweat and they stuck to his body.
Allen took off his bag and placed it right next to him. Irvin was standing guard by the door. He still looked immaculate even though his hair was a little messy, it added more charm to his look. Allen suddenly recalls that he has extra pistols and knife. Although he doesn't know Irvin, he felt that he was trustworthy and wouldn't turn his back on him.
Allen rummaged through his weaponry bag and took out a glock 19, a silencer, and some of it's ammunition along with the hunting knife. Irvin had heard Allen looking through his bag and turned to look, but when he saw what was in Allen's hands he froze. Why does he have such a thing? Irvin narrowed his eyes.
Allen looked clumsy handling the gun just like an amateur, it also looked extremely heavy in his tiny hands. He fumbled around trying to hold everything in his rather small hands. When he managed it grab all of the items, he walked over to Irvin.
He tried to hand it to him, "Here."
Irvin's eyes widen. Does he not have any danger awareness at all? Giving that to a stranger can cause him his life. Irvin was worried for this poor naive boy, his heart was too pure. Irvin cocked his eyebrow, "Aren't you afraid that I'll use it to kill you?"
Allen's face paled as soon as he heard the words. It had never crossed Allen's mind before. He pursed his lips and took a step back. He looked like a cautious small kitten with it's harmless claws ready to attack if touched, in Irvin's eyes. Irvin's eyes were filled with mirth and he wanted to tease Allen, but he held himself back. He didn't want to push his buttons any further and lose Allen's trust.
Irvin sighed and shook his head, "You have to be more careful next time, Allen. You're lucky that I won't do anything to you. But others might. After all that bro-con maniac wouldn't spare my limbs from his barbaric torture."
He suddenly recalls what he was going to ask Allen, "How come you're here? I had heard that you died...."
Allen gave a wry smile, "I thought I had been saved by someone, but after I had gotten injured.... they threw me away to save themselves. I did almost die...."
He didn't want to delve into the unnecessary details of what happened. So he summarized it in a few sentences and said only what was important.
Irvin pitied Allen, he knew how dark and selfish a human heart could be. What had he not seen before? He saw a father toss out a crying baby into a crowd of zombies so that they can escape. He also saw a young woman leave her own mother behind so that they wouldn't get eaten. Allen's case was just one of the many unfortunate but daily occurrences.
In times like this, it was common for mankind to turn on each other. It was also the one situation in which it didn't matter how thick your blood was. It was the preservative instinct in the human DNA, that overwhelmed the rationality of one's mind.
Irvin, "Do you want to take revenge on them?"
Allen looked down to the ground, "I would be lying if I said 'no'. I do, but I can also understand why they did what they did. Rather than stooping down to their level, I rather just focus on trying to live. I should really thank them for teaching me an important lesson in self preservation."
Irvin exhaled and walked over and pat Allen's head. He found that the lad had very soft and silky hair. He wanted to keep on touching it but Allen would find it strange and took his hand back reluctantly. Irvin, "It's alright. You're okay now."
Allen, "Mmn."
Allen peaked from behind his glasses at the tall man before him. Allen was only 165 cm, while Irvin was at least 188 cm. He pouted his lips, though what Irvin said was correct, he also trusted his intuition.
Allen shove the items at Irvin and walked back to his bag, "They're for you. I don't know how to use them so it's useless for me."
Hearing those words, the corners of Irvin's mouth tugged upwards. He really wanted to laugh at the adorable person squatting on the ground like a mushroom. Irvin, "Thank you."
Irvin recalled Allen's choice of clothing and coughed, "Your clothes.... they're a little...."
Allen gave a too pure of a face and tilted his head, "Is there something wrong with it?"
Irvin shook his head, "No, nothing at all. In fact they look great."
Bao Bao thumbed up Irvin. Bao Bao knows already! Hehe~
Allen took off his shirt and exposed his bare chest to Irvin. Irvin stared at the boy with a dumbfounded face. What was he planning to do? Irvin then noticed that Allen was only using one arm, his other arm was a little swollen at the shoulder and had started bruising.
Allen took out some pain medication and bandages. He then ate the pills and started to wrap his shoulder with the roll of bandage to the best that he could, but it was loose and he was having trouble with just one hand.
Irvin rubbed his forehead and walked over, "I'll do it."
Allen only nodded his head. As he was bandaging Allen, Irvin looked at the small man's body. He couldn't help but gulp. The two little cherry peaks were out and his sylph-like body was radiated an all too enticing aroma. After he finished wrapping, Irvin didn't stay by Allen's side and left back to guard the door.
The room sunk into silence. There was only the sounds of crickets chirping outside. Allen had fallen asleep and curled up on the ground, on his uninjured side. The moonlight shone on his tiny body, illuminating his sleeping face. Irvin observed Allen.
He felt that there was something more to this young man than he had led on. He was a veteran soldier and had been trained to read the human body language. He could easily tell that Allen had discovered 'something', and that 'something' was very important.
Allen looked like he had been on edge. Even though he may look relaxed he was hyper-vigilant about his surrounding. Irvin scratched his head, it seems this was going to be a sticky situation.
Now that he had come across Allen, he needed to contact that friend of his, Kyle before he does something drastic. He also needed to contact his younger brother, Noel Strioh as well. Noel had been sent out on a mission to collect details on something that had been tipped off to them and wouldn't be back until tomorrow afternoon.
Irvin crossed his arms over his chest and leaned against the wall. For now at least, he won't have to worry. When the time does come, then he'll worry about it.
Allen was a little flustered. He wasn't used to contact with other people, but he had just yanked on a stranger's wrist and forcefully dragged him along. Allen, "I didn't mean to be rude and grab your hand. I just saw that you were in trouble...."
Irvin blinked. The youth was just to charming, with his cat ears and that kind of face. Irvin couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Pfft. Hahaha! It's alright. Thank you for saving me, Allen."
Allen pointed to himself and furrowed his brow, "You... you know me?"
Irvin, "How could I not? You're bro-con brother Kyle showed you off to everyone."
Allen's blushed a little. His small plump lips looked so soft. Irvin's eyes were stuck dead on them.
Allen only made a sound, "Oh...."
As Irvin was about to talk, he heard some of the zombies making their way to where they were at. Irvin grabbed Allen's wrist and ran, "It's not safe here to talk. Let's go."
Allen, "En."
The moment Irvin turned away, the bright childish and innocent light in his eyes disappeared and was replaced with a cold light. It was almost as if that look had been all an imagination, just a fleeting thought.
Irvin and Allen runs out of base B, it had already been overrun and with their present self it would be too difficult to remain here. The slim chance that they could recover this base was less than 10%. By the time the other bases were to send their envoys to come assist it would much too late. The closest base was base A but that was at least three day journey by car, by foot it would be at least a week's journey.
Irvin and Allen ran until they were at least 50 meters away from the base, the occasionally stopped so that Allen could catch his breath before they continued. They found a small shed and took shelter inside. Allen slumped down to the floor, breathing hard. He had never run this much before. His clothes were also drenched in his sweat and they stuck to his body.
Allen took off his bag and placed it right next to him. Irvin was standing guard by the door. He still looked immaculate even though his hair was a little messy, it added more charm to his look. Allen suddenly recalls that he has extra pistols and knife. Although he doesn't know Irvin, he felt that he was trustworthy and wouldn't turn his back on him.
Allen rummaged through his weaponry bag and took out a glock 19, a silencer, and some of it's ammunition along with the hunting knife. Irvin had heard Allen looking through his bag and turned to look, but when he saw what was in Allen's hands he froze. Why does he have such a thing? Irvin narrowed his eyes.
Allen looked clumsy handling the gun just like an amateur, it also looked extremely heavy in his tiny hands. He fumbled around trying to hold everything in his rather small hands. When he managed it grab all of the items, he walked over to Irvin.
He tried to hand it to him, "Here."
Irvin's eyes widen. Does he not have any danger awareness at all? Giving that to a stranger can cause him his life. Irvin was worried for this poor naive boy, his heart was too pure. Irvin cocked his eyebrow, "Aren't you afraid that I'll use it to kill you?"
Allen's face paled as soon as he heard the words. It had never crossed Allen's mind before. He pursed his lips and took a step back. He looked like a cautious small kitten with it's harmless claws ready to attack if touched, in Irvin's eyes. Irvin's eyes were filled with mirth and he wanted to tease Allen, but he held himself back. He didn't want to push his buttons any further and lose Allen's trust.
Irvin sighed and shook his head, "You have to be more careful next time, Allen. You're lucky that I won't do anything to you. But others might. After all that bro-con maniac wouldn't spare my limbs from his barbaric torture."
He suddenly recalls what he was going to ask Allen, "How come you're here? I had heard that you died...."
Allen gave a wry smile, "I thought I had been saved by someone, but after I had gotten injured.... they threw me away to save themselves. I did almost die...."
He didn't want to delve into the unnecessary details of what happened. So he summarized it in a few sentences and said only what was important.
Irvin pitied Allen, he knew how dark and selfish a human heart could be. What had he not seen before? He saw a father toss out a crying baby into a crowd of zombies so that they can escape. He also saw a young woman leave her own mother behind so that they wouldn't get eaten. Allen's case was just one of the many unfortunate but daily occurrences.
In times like this, it was common for mankind to turn on each other. It was also the one situation in which it didn't matter how thick your blood was. It was the preservative instinct in the human DNA, that overwhelmed the rationality of one's mind.
Irvin, "Do you want to take revenge on them?"
Allen looked down to the ground, "I would be lying if I said 'no'. I do, but I can also understand why they did what they did. Rather than stooping down to their level, I rather just focus on trying to live. I should really thank them for teaching me an important lesson in self preservation."
Irvin exhaled and walked over and pat Allen's head. He found that the lad had very soft and silky hair. He wanted to keep on touching it but Allen would find it strange and took his hand back reluctantly. Irvin, "It's alright. You're okay now."
Allen, "Mmn."
Allen peaked from behind his glasses at the tall man before him. Allen was only 165 cm, while Irvin was at least 188 cm. He pouted his lips, though what Irvin said was correct, he also trusted his intuition.
Allen shove the items at Irvin and walked back to his bag, "They're for you. I don't know how to use them so it's useless for me."
Hearing those words, the corners of Irvin's mouth tugged upwards. He really wanted to laugh at the adorable person squatting on the ground like a mushroom. Irvin, "Thank you."
Irvin recalled Allen's choice of clothing and coughed, "Your clothes.... they're a little...."
Allen gave a too pure of a face and tilted his head, "Is there something wrong with it?"
Irvin shook his head, "No, nothing at all. In fact they look great."
Bao Bao thumbed up Irvin. Bao Bao knows already! Hehe~
Allen took off his shirt and exposed his bare chest to Irvin. Irvin stared at the boy with a dumbfounded face. What was he planning to do? Irvin then noticed that Allen was only using one arm, his other arm was a little swollen at the shoulder and had started bruising.
Allen took out some pain medication and bandages. He then ate the pills and started to wrap his shoulder with the roll of bandage to the best that he could, but it was loose and he was having trouble with just one hand.
Irvin rubbed his forehead and walked over, "I'll do it."
Allen only nodded his head. As he was bandaging Allen, Irvin looked at the small man's body. He couldn't help but gulp. The two little cherry peaks were out and his sylph-like body was radiated an all too enticing aroma. After he finished wrapping, Irvin didn't stay by Allen's side and left back to guard the door.
The room sunk into silence. There was only the sounds of crickets chirping outside. Allen had fallen asleep and curled up on the ground, on his uninjured side. The moonlight shone on his tiny body, illuminating his sleeping face. Irvin observed Allen.
He felt that there was something more to this young man than he had led on. He was a veteran soldier and had been trained to read the human body language. He could easily tell that Allen had discovered 'something', and that 'something' was very important.
Allen looked like he had been on edge. Even though he may look relaxed he was hyper-vigilant about his surrounding. Irvin scratched his head, it seems this was going to be a sticky situation.
Now that he had come across Allen, he needed to contact that friend of his, Kyle before he does something drastic. He also needed to contact his younger brother, Noel Strioh as well. Noel had been sent out on a mission to collect details on something that had been tipped off to them and wouldn't be back until tomorrow afternoon.
Irvin crossed his arms over his chest and leaned against the wall. For now at least, he won't have to worry. When the time does come, then he'll worry about it.
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