Real quick oneshot here-

Ross's POV
What are emotions?
I have never felt them in my life.
Not joy, not sorrow, Not cynical rage.
I'm empty.
It's a normal mental disorder called psychopathy.
Yet somehow he makes me feel all fluttery inside.
When I'm around him now, my face seems to heat up.
I don't know how, but I must be sick with some strange new disease.
"Hey Ross!" Red said, walking over to the desk I was sitting at.
I was trying to get papers done but whatever disease I have been stricken with isn't letting me focus.
"What is Red." I rolled my eyes.
He set down a box on my desk,
"I found beer!" Red smiled.
"That seems pretty useless in a zombie apocalypse." I stated.
"It tastes good..." Red started.
"No. If you drink that you're gonna get drunk." I sighed.
"No I won't! I can limit myself!" Red said angrily.
"Don't say I didn't warn you." I, yet again, rolled my eyes.
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"Roooooooooss" Red hiccuped, drunk.
"Yes, Red." I replied, not looking away from my documents.
"Roooss, *hic* I looooovee you~" Red cooed.
"Mm-Hm." I said, not paying attention.
Then I was pushed out my seat.
"What the hell Red!" I slightly yelled.
"Roooss, pay *hic* attention to me!" Red frowned.
"Red, your drunk, go to bed." I sighed getting up.
I started to walk away when Red pinned me up against the wall.
"R-Red?" I stammered.
"I told *hic* you, I loooove you~" Red cooed.
I pushed him off me.
"Red. Stop." I said.
His face turn to one of anger and he yet again pinned me to the wall, this time he put my arms over my head, rendering me useless.
I looked him in the eyes, trying to get a read on what he's trying to do, when my face started hearing up.
Am I coming down with a fever again?
Of all the times-
My thoughts were cut off by Red bringing his lips to mine.
I stood there frozen while I felt an surge of feelings bubble inside me.
It was... Joy, fear, and other things I couldn't decipher.
Things I have never felt.
I kicked Red away and ran to the closet.
I quickly closed the door and locked it.
I found myself breathing heavily and kneeled down to the floor.
I heard Red bang on the door.
"Roooooss, *hic* the fun was just *hic* beginning!" Red called though the door.
I stayed quiet, hoping that he would go away.
He didn't, he kept banging on the door, trying to get me out.
After a while a heard a thump.
I slowly opened the closet door and saw Red, passed out.
I let out a breath of relief and picked Red up.
I set Red on the couch.
I sat back down at my desk and replayed what had happened in my head.
It feels strange to have the ability to feel emotions.
It makes everything all the more confusing.
Though... I think I understand the sickness I've come down with now...
Love.
~Fin~

-bonus-
Red: UgGGHhhh
Ross: I told so.
Red: EverYThinG is agONY!
Ross: I will make some tea for your hangover,
Red: aaaAGHhhhh, I REGRET ALL MY DECISIONS!

Pfftt-