Zombies And Ice Cream
Tao x Reader
Summary -
You and Tao are in the middle of an argument when an unexpected guest arrives. Will you both survive the uninvited pest? Is this the end of your relationship? And will Tao ever get his ice cream?
Genre - Comedy, suggestive
Warnings - Suggestive/smut, swearing, violence, non character deaths,
Word count - 7.6k
A/N - This fanfic is inspired by a similar scene in Shaun Of The Dead.
It is apart of the EXO collab The Undead run by @biaswreckingfics. Please check out the Masterlist and the other writers of this collab!
There they sit all in a row, polished and protected from the elements inside their glass encasings. A collector’s dream. Perfect for daddy. Never aging. Never changing. Their creepy eyes unwavering.
Tao’s beloved BearBrick Babies will live forever if cared for correctly unlike your delicate flowers which last less than a season. Their frailty is the draw for you. Unlike these obnoxious toys that he can’t seem to get enough of them, flowers are alive.
Turning to look back outside the window, rage brews as you stare out the window, the obnoxious teal muscle car blocking the view of the garden you spent weeks planting. Is it too much to ask for this one small thing? It took painstaking effort to arrange the perfect garden. You had even done it with inferior tools. After planting your beautiful flowers, you had thrown the disastrous gardening supplies out in last week’s trash. The new ones will be arriving any day now. Tools that are sure to make you feel as pretty as the flowers you plant.
The sun room is a place where you’re meant to be able to escape and you can’t even have that. The anger crescendos into a squeal of frustration as you realise the angle of the car suggests the flowers you placed into the ground just yesterday have been run over and are currently shredded under the flashy tires of the eyesore Tao decided to buy on a whim. He might as well smash all your fine china as well, just destroy everything you love.
The floorboards squeak above as the plant killer himself makes his way from the bedroom down the stairs. Each step creaks from wear and tear, a reminder of another thing that needs to be fixed. Of course, instead of coughing up the money for house maintenance, Tao decided to buy a ferrari.
“Why are you carrying on so early? I was trying to sleep.”
