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awrkive · 7 months

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hey hey!! congrats on almost 1k and 2k for cn&bl <33 here i am again obsessed w the cn&bl couple! could i please request a drabble for them! maybe something super fluffy and a dash of smut 🫣 anything along the lines of them out in public or whatevs hahah

jk and oc’s relationship a secret no more LOLZIES (jk being completely down bad and being teased but in a friendly way??) any setting and time of the day! excited for anything you come up w, tysm!! <3

summary: cnbl!oc brings cnbl!jk lunch after his bb practice

wc: 1.8k

note: no smut but its super cute ))))))))))): this ask has been in my inbox for so long im really sorrry for only getting to it now 😭 nonetheless i hope u guys enjoy

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The tuna sandwich you made two weeks ago surprisingly became a favorite of Jungkook, which you didn't see coming, because he was a good cook (he truly did prove you wrong) and you were a shit one in comparison. To be fair, making a sandwich isn't totally cooking but you still season the tuna and that was cooking in your opinion but anyway, Jungkook loved it so much he kept on asking you for it whenever he came over.

Never had anyone validated your cooking before, only Jungkook, and you couldn't lie and say it didn't boost your ego whenever he ate it almost rather enthusiastically, and then kissed you sweetly (albeit smelling like tuna) and saying thank you with that adorable smile of his.

So today, you may have accidentally made five tuna sandwiches and bought way too much Chinese food that is anything but for individual consumption. Because today, you may be going to the gym to get lunch with Jungkook on his break.

[12:30pm] You: It's your lunch break, right? Are you still practicing?

[12:32pm] Kook🐰: hi baby we finished just now it'slunch break i go to class at 2pm

[12:32pm] Kook🐰: have u eaten should we get lunch together

[12:35pm] Kook🐰: i got starbucks coupon yesterdat👺

[12:35pm] Kook🐰: yesteeday

[12:35pm] Kook🐰: yesterday

[12:35pm] You: I'm coming to the gym

Turning off your phone after that brief exchange, you tiptoed a little to spot the gym.

It was almost crazy to think that once upon a time you've never stepped a foot in there, but nowadays it has become almost like a routine, no thanks to constantly hanging out with Jungkook. And it wasn't just you going to his "thing", either, it was also him fetching you from the publication office or bringing you food there.

It's a rather big shift from keeping your relationship a secret to everyone else from… effortlessly flaunting it to everybody. But no, you wouldn't really call it flaunting. Flaunting meant you have every intention to make everyone know, but that wasn't the case for you both. Not at all. It was more of like: "They see us, then they see us. Who cares?" and personally it was hard to not care the first few weeks, especially when you would hear your name from the girls' gossips in the women's comfort room. But the talks died down eventually and finally, no one cares now about the girl Jungkook's hanging out with.

Anyhow, it was nice to not… hide anymore. Or pretend that you didn't know each other in the hallways. Jungkook liked it as much. You think.

As you reach the gym, you see Taehyung near the entrance door. It looks like he just changed out of his jersey, his fringes wet.

"Hi," you greet, waving at him.

"Oh, __, hey," Taehyung looks up from his phone to look at you then grins. "Jungkook's inside." He says, gesturing with his thumb. His eyes train to the lunch bag in your hand and the familiar plastic bag of a Chinese restaurant across the street. Wiggling his eyebrows, he teases, "Is that for him? Sweet."

You immediately roll your eyes at that. "Shut up, Tae."

Additionally, one of the big shifts in your life the past few months was finding a close friend in Jungkook's friends. Taehyung and you have been getting closer these days, enough for you to comfortably exchange sarcastic remarks about each other. Turns out, he was an extremely fun guy to be around and get this, he knows Letterboxd. How cool is that! (Though he still really holds that time you didn't show up at your coffee hang against you. He brings it up every single time and you'd have to treat him to a cafe some weeks.)

Taehyung laughs and brings his hands up, jokingly surrendering. "Kidding, kidding. He's waiting for you inside. Gotta go, though. 1pm class."

You nod. "See you around, Tae."

You thought he was gonna go scram but he looked at you one last time and said, "Don't do anything funny in there."

Heat goes through your body, settling to your cheeks. Taehyung really gets on your nerves, it makes so much sense that he was close friends with Jungkook.

"Shut up, I hate you and Hyerin deserves so much better." You say spitefully, referring to the woman he's been going on dates with recently, rolling your eyes once again as Taehyung just laughed his ass off, walking further away.

Ugh. You really wish he didn't walk in on you and Jungkook three days ago. To be fair, Jungkook forgot to lock his room (again!) when you were fooling around and Taehyung was a neanderthal who didn't know how to knock. So cue Taehyung joking about it whenever the opportunity came.

"Hey!"

You turn around to see Jungkook jogging towards you, still in his jersey with a towel hanging around his neck. Some of his team mates are also hanging around the benches. As if just having noticed you as well, they wave at you and say a chorus of "Hi"s and "What's up, __"s which you returned with a smile and a greeting back.

Jungkook greets you personally with a wet kiss on the lips.

"Hi, pretty."

"Hey, you," You greet back, swiping his bangs off his forehead. You quickly retreat. "You're so sweaty. Wipe your forehead."

Jungkook does it so. "Done." he looks down at the things you've got in your hand. "You brought me lunch?" He says, a grin plastered all over his face.

You hold your arms up with the bags. "Yeah. Chinese and tuna sandwiches. I thought we could eat here or something."

His grin only spreads wider at your words, and you can only mirror his smile. He was so smily today.

"You mean your tuna sandwiches? Fuck, I could kiss you right now. Thank you." He says enthusiastically, wrapping his arm around your waist and leading you to the bleachers.

You followed him and you settled on your usual spot where you've eaten one of your lunches before. It was quite far away from the area where the other guys were seated.

"It's nothing. I made a lot this morning because my classes got canceled." You say, unzipping the lunch bag with the sandwiches in it. You give him one and open another yourself, taking out the pack of mayo to put it in between the bread.

"Hm, fuck, these are so good. Seriously. You should start a food business." Jungkook comments, munching on the sandwich.

You chuckle. "No, what the hell. I need to have a variety in the menu if I start something. I just can't sell sandwiches."

Jungkook shrug. "Eh, it could be like a special thing. __ Sandwich Exclusive Cafe. Something like that. Or just post these online, I'll go tell my friends about it and you'll get rich in a week. I have a celebrity friend."

Your laughter becomes louder, shoulders moving up and down.

"You sound like a crypto scammer that way. You should've started with, "Are you open-minded?" and that would've sold me."

Jungkook snorts at that, grabbing another sandwich from the bag. You take a dumpling from the take-out and extended it to his mouth, which he opens to take the food you offered him.

"If dad cuts me off completely I'll be one of those crypto dudes on Twitter, so you're not totally wrong."

You both laugh at that, with you pushing him slightly on his bicep.

"Well, I'll help you scam people, then. I'll be the one commenting on your tweets and vouching for your legitimacy."

Jungkook nods, pretending like he was thinking about it. "Hm. Or I can start an OnlyFans if it fails so that I can still give you your boba everyday."

You can't help but giggle.

"You know I always appreciate your sacrifice. Maybe we can start a Pornhub channel if I couldn't get admitted to law school."

Jungkook lets out a "tsk!". "Don't say that. With the way you study, you'll be overqualified." It was his turn to give you a dumpling then, which you ate just as quickly as he offered it. Jungkook smiles as he watches you chew on it. "But if it counts, I won't be opposed to us starting a Pornhub channel."

You search through the Chinese take out bags again to find your fried rice. As you did so, you opened it, not forgetting to reply to Jungkook and looking at him as you say, "Well, I'll have to practice my porn moan for that."

And just as soon as you said that you knew he already had something dirty to utter, and he doesn't fail you.

"Maybe we can practice tonight…" He said, voice intentionally going octave deeper.

You chuckle at his predictability.

"I knew you were gonna say that."

Before he could deny how predictable he was or brag about how quick-witted he was, you heard a bunch of footsteps on the court.

"Hey, Jeon! We're going!" Says one guy, looking at you both.

Jungkook turns to look at them and shouts back, "Yeah, see you around, Mingyu!"

"__!" They call you.

When you looked at them, they nodded, ready to leave, announcing their departure so you wave at them goodbye.

When they were out of sight, you asked Jungkook, "Hey, what's that about your Starbucks coupon?"

As if remembering something, Jungkook's eyes widened a little as he takes his phone from his pocket. "Oh, yeah I got one yesterday. Here." He looked inside his phone case and took out a card.

You leaned down to study it curiously, reading the benefits of the card holder getting a $50 token.

"Ohh, that's amazing! How'd you get this? I want one too."

Jungkook let you take the card and looked at it with you. "I don't really know, the barista just gave me this after I got some latte."

Oh. Hm. Interesting. You bet it was a woman barista.

"Hmm."

Jungkook shrugs. "It's probably because I gave her the exact amount of the payment in cash. I don't know."

Her. Exactly. She was probably the same barista who always looked at Jungkook funny whenever you two came there. She had an obvious crush and you couldn't really blame her. But it was funny, that Jungkook thought it was because he gave the exact amount of payment in cash the barista decided to give him a gift card. You would think his lowkey fuckboy ways would tell him that a woman likes him, but he was so clueless sometimes. If you were honest to yourself, you'd admit it was cute.

"You can be so clueless at times, Kook." You say, patting his shoulder.

"Huh?" He looks at you with that wide eyes of his, and boy, he really doesn't suspect a thing.

You shake your head. "Nothing."

You pat his head and Jungkook squints his eyes at you. You laugh at the little exchange and Jungkook's hand extends up to hold yours up his face and you tried to pull back, giggling, thinking he was gonna do something gross like bite your hand but he only presses his mouth to your palm, holding it against his face.

You smile. Soft and gentle.

"Dinner later at my place?" Jungkook says.

You nod.

It was hard to deny someone who makes your heart go all weird when he looked at you like that.

"Sure."

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yanderebtsstorytime · 4 years

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firstly, i love your writing ♡ may i request a scenario where yandere!jk starts to trust the s/o and gives them freedom, and then suddenly he trusts them to the point where he lets them stay in the house with no bodyguard to look out for them while he's on a business trip, then the s/o escapes and gets a ride from someone to her old hometown which is where jk's trip is at, then he sees the s/o walking the streets looking behind her all times, sorry if its long I tried to make it descriptive..

Trust

He watched her from afar with a happy smile placed on his lips. Today was the first day in 2 years he had let her out of the house, and although it was only into the back yard, she still seemed overjoyed with the small amount of freedom he had give her.

“(Y/n) my love, come here for a moment please,” He says as he takes a drink of his coffee. Upon hearing her name she turns, and rushes over to him with a smile on her face.

“Yes Jungkook?,” She ask kneeling down next to him. He reaches out and cups her face with a smile, “Do you enjoy being outside again?,” He asks, and she nods, “Yes!,” She says happily and he chuckles.

“Good, if you keep behaving properly and listening like you have been I’m sure you’ll get to come outside a lot more,” He says and she stands up abruptly, “Really!,” She ask with a overly large smile that made him feel at peace. He chuckles and nods, “Yes Baby, but you have to be good in order to get what you want,” He says and she nods, “I will I promise,” She says and he nods.

“Good, now go ahead and go back to what you were doing,” He says kissing the back of her hand before she walks again to go stand back out in the yard.

She played with her hands nervously as she stood before him. He sat at his desk with an amused smile seeing her so nervous after having asked him to go shopping.

“What will you buy, and how will you buy it?,” He ask, “Well I... I was wondering if I could have some money, a- and I wanted to buy some new makeup and a few new pieces of clothes,” She whispers looking down at her hands as she plays with her thumbs.

He watches her for a moment before chuckling, “Alright, take my card and spend no more then 10,000$. I want a picture of everything you plan on buying, if I say no then you won’t buy it. Understood?,” He ask and she leaps forward hugging him.

“Yes! Yes of course, thank you Kookie!,” She exclaims and he blushes at the nickname while wrapping his arms around her holding her closely. “Of course, Taehyung and Hoseok with be going with you to make sure you stay out of trouble,” He says and she nods, “Okay,” She says before she moves away from him, “Thank you,” She says one last time before leaving the room.

“Are you sure you’re gonna be okay alone?,” He ask as he cups her face with a worried expression, “Kookie, we talked about this. I have Namjoon and Yoongi’s numbers, and I’ll call them if I need anything, I’ll be okay,” She says with a chuckle.

He smiles a little at her words and nods leaning forward kissing her with a soft smile, “I know I know, it’s just... this is a big step. You haven’t been left alone for a few years, and I’m worried something bad will happen,” He mumbles as he pulls her closer hiding his face in her neck. “Jungkook, I’ll be okay. I have you and everyone you trust taking care of me. I promise to call you in anything happens,” She whispers kissing cheek as he pulls away.

“I’ll be okay, plus if you don’t leave soon that just means you’ll miss your flight and you’ll have to stay away longer,” She says and he pouts giving a small nod as he pulls her into a kiss, “Alright, alright I’ll leave. I should only be gone a week, please be safe, and make sure you call me every night before bed okay?,” He ask and she nods, “Of course Kookie, I love you; please be safe,” She says as he lets her go and walks over to his car getting inside waving as he drives down the overly long driveway away from the mansion and his lover.

(Y/n) smiles and waves until he completely disappears before running back inside, upstairs, and into hers and Jungkooks closet. She had to wait atleast 30 minutes before she started to pack just to be sure he didn’t come back and catch her in the act of escaping.

She had worked so hard and had done so much to get this far, she couldn’t fuck everything up now. As the clocked ticked down and soon reach the 30 minute mark she digs into the closet shoving her clothes into a suitcase, before moving on to grab everything else she needed.

She works as quickly as she can before she goes running down the stairs and out the door. There a few feet from the door was a taxi a old friend of hers had arranged to pick her up and drive her the 5 hours back to her home town.

Getting in she slams the door shut with a bright smile on her face as she tells the drive to step on it. She couldn’t wait to see everyone again, she couldn’t wait to get away from Jungkook.

The car ride was long, but she found enjoyment in talking with the driver about everything she could think of, or wanted to know. He reminded her of Santa Clause in a way. He was most likely in his late 70’s, had a round full stomach, and a large white beard.

Whenever he smiled his eyes dissappeared behind two cress moons, and his bright white teeth shined brightly bringing a sense of peace and happiness to her as she talked with him.

He was more then kind with dropping her off where she asked him to, even though it wasn’t the spot he was told to take her.

“Thank you sir, have a safe trip back,” She says with a smile as she leans down and looks into the car. He smiles and nods.

“Of course dear, you be safe too ya hear. And give me a call if you ever need a ride somewhere,” He says handing her a card which she takes with a smile.

He drives off after she grabs her things from the trunk, and she turns to face the old house she grew up in. The white paint was chipped meaning her father hadn’t had time to re-paint the house this summer. The flower garden her mother attended to was filled with all of her favorites, and the little sign saying ‘Come on in’ still hung on the door.

With a hesitant hand she knocks and waits for someone to answer. There’s a sound of a few voices before the door opens to reveal her father.

“Can I help yo....,” He trails off at seeing her and stands in shock, “Poppa I’m home,” She says as tears start to flow down her cheeks. She drops her things and rushes into his arms; he envelopes her tightly as he cries as well and calls for her mother to come see who had shown up.

They all stand in the door way and cry just hold each other before they rush her inside closing and locking the door quickly.

“Do you need anything else mom?,” She ask as she slips her shoes on and takes the money left on the counter.

“No baby, just get what’s on the list and a snack for yourself. Please hurry home too, and remember to keep your mask up,” She says and (Y/n) nods giving her a hug before she leaves the house pulling her medical mask up as she makes her way to the supermarket.

As she walks she thinks about weather or not Jungkook has returned yet. She had continued to message him making sure she gave vivid details about what she was doing, though all of it was lies. He believed her and even called a few times because he missed the sound of her voice.

She wish she could see his face when he returned back to that mansion and found out she was gone. He wouldn’t be able to track her because he had taken the tracker out of the phone and she made sure to check for anything that could give away her location. He would truly be miserable, and that thought made (Y/n) smile.

It takes about 15 minutes to walk to the supermarket and once she reaches it she makes her way over to the isle with the things her mother needed. She had grabbed atleast 6 things and was now looking for something to snack on. She went to bend down and grab a bag of chips when something slipped out of her hands and rolled away a little.

She turns and reaches out for it when a large hand reaches it before her, “Oh sorry about that,” She says standing straight. “Oh no it’s no problem , here you go,” He says and she stands reaching out for the item when she freezes upon seeing the man before her. It was Jungkook standing in the suit she had gotten him, with his hair slicked back, and a bright smile on his face.

“Well aren’t you going to take it?,” He ask and for a second she smiles thinking he hadn’t recognized her until she reaches for the item and he grabs her wrist pulling her to him.

“Don’t scream or make any noise, or you’ll regret it. Got it?,” He ask and she nods quickly as she winces slightly at his tight grip. “Good... care to explain what you’re doing here 6 hours from our home?,” He ask look down on her and she looks down as she starts to shake a little out of fear.

“I-I,” She stutters unable to find words, “What cat got your tongue?,” He ask grabbing her chin harshly, “I can’t believe I trusted you... listen closely (Y/n) because I’ll only say it once, you’re going to go put everything you have in your hands back while I stand here and wait. You will not scream or say anything to anyone or I’ll pay a visit to your family 4 blocks from here. Do you understand?,” He ask and she nods.

He lets her go and she quickly moves to return everything she has before walking over to where she left him to find him with the bag of chips she wanted in his hands and a soft smile on his face. “Ready?,” He ask and she nods allowing him to take his hand in hers.

She remains quiet as he pays for the bag of chips and then leads her outside and into a car. He slams the door shut harshly before getting in on the other side, “I hope you’re ready for the world of pain you’re going to be in once we get home. We’ll have to start from the beginning again, and I’ll make sure not another lie comes out of that mouth of yours,” He growls and she slowly starts to cry as they drive off.

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yoongi-sugaglider · 5 years

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Daegu Quarantine

Jungkook x reader

Gang/ zombie apocalypse au

Warnings:

Gore, violence, zombies, mention of drugs and drug dealing, weapons discharge in self defense, possible future main character death, zombies, course language, zombies, drinking, did I mention zombies?

Summary:

They were the top of their game, known throughout the city as the smartest and most dangerous crew to ever hit the Daegu streets. But what’s going to happen when this group of young men encounter something right out of a horror film?

Word count: 2818

Part 3 === Part 4 === Part 5

“So...are we gonna talk about the chick Yoongi snuck upstairs?”

We’d all finally calmed down from our little outbursts of chaos, having settled into a semi silence only just now interrupted by Jungkook coming back to the business at hand.

“Chick? What chick? I thought all those people outside ran off?” Hoseok sat up immediately, his posture on the defensive as he glared in my direction. “Why didn’t you say anything?”

“Because I was too busy making sure my man was okay. Fuck off with your judgment this ain’t the time for that.”

“I ain’t judgin if you let some security risk just waltz into our home unguarded. Matter of fact I’m far from judging I’m pissed!” Hobi made as if to jump up in his anger but Jungkook, clearly the stronger of the two, pulled him back down to sit.

“Chill. I trust Yoongi’s judgement, If he had thought she was a threat he wouldn’t have brought her inside, let alone taking her up to his room.” Jungkook shot Hoseok a look that quickly shut him up before returning his attention to me.

“So what happened out there? Tae told us you talked to the woman but he couldn’t hear what was said over the cameras. Who is she and why was her group on our driveway?”

I heaved a sigh, pulling out of his grip and wrapping my arms around myself as I stared off into the distance. “She said she was up at the hospital, not not far off from where you boys were when everything went down. The...the guy that thing took down. That was her husband. The two of them were in for an appointment when the hospital got hit...hard. They got out and ended up here after dodging a group of what she called the Chatterers.”

I watched as the boys perked up at the name, murmuring and confused glances shared between them.

“Chatterers?” Jimin asked from the table where he’d resumed his task of putting the weapon back together again, this time barrel well in eyesight.

“Yeah. Apparently the infected ones make this chattering sound that’s louder when they’re in groups. Makes them easy to hear coming. But it doesn’t make them any less dangerous.” I rubbed my arms, trying to erase the chill that had come with seeing the mental image of visceral filled teeth.

“That thing...it still looked human.” Jin muttered as he returned to his post at the window. “Granted it walked kind of funny but hell… from what I saw it looked human.”

“Technically they still are human. They’ve just taken to eating other humans…” Jimin sighed as he stretched in his chair, hands entwined atop his head as he stared at the ceiling. “The American CDC were calling it a strain of the rabies virus.”

“That’s what they said on the news this morning.” I jolted when a heavy pair of hands came to rest on my shoulders but eventually eased backwards into the gentle ministrations of Jungkook’s adept fingers.

“Supposedly it started as fevers, something similar to the flu with the body aches and inability to keep food down and such.” I paused in my words, letting out a low groan of appreciation when Kook found a particularly adamant knot in the center of my shoulder blades.

“Jeeze you two, get a room.” Namjoon announced his return with a grump. His entrance into the room was accompanied by the smell of burnt wood and the odd scent of barbecue.

Taehyung gagged, pinching his close closed as he waved the air in front of his face. “Not before you take a shower first! Dude you smell like burnt people and ribs what the hell???”

Hoseok gagged, tossing a throw pillow in Joon’s direction while covering his face with another. “Duuuuudddeeee!!!”

Jimin and Jin giggles as Jungkook sniffed the air. “I don’t know ya’ll...I’m kinda hungry now. When’s dinner anyway?”

The group let out a collective groan, various objects from pillows to the tv remote flying in our direction which I tried and failed miserably to dodge. It felt like everything happened in slow motion.

I watched as the remote headed towards me, already mentally prepared for the pain I knew was coming when it inevitable connected with the side of my head. Closing my eyes I winced. But the pain never came.

Exhaling quickly I opened my eyes only to recoil at the fist held precariously close to my face. Quickly I realized that the fist belong to Jungkook and clutched tightly within it was the remote I’d sworn was destined to give me a lump.

I glanced over to see him glaring at the others in the room who had the decency to look ashamed.

“Really guys?” He lowered his fist, setting the remote on the coffee table as he turned to check me over. “You alright babe?” He asked, a gentle hand coming over to smooth my hair down.

“I’m fine.” I said with a smile,patting him on the leg and making as if to stand up.

Yoongi entered the room at that moment, a dark look gracing his features as he took in the state of the living room. “Kook...can we talk?”

He glanced my way, letting me know he needed me as well before disappearing around the corner once again.

Jungkook hopped up off the sofa, giving me a hand to help me stand and the two of us hustled to follow after the quiet footsteps of the older man.

“Something the matter?” Jungkook asked as we joined up with him in the kitchen.

Yoongi sighed, closing the refrigerator door and turning to us with a water bottle in hand.

“This woman..Jeanette...something’s wrong with her…” He leaned against the counter, hip carrying the majority of his weight as he twisted the cap off the water and took a long slow drink.

“What do you mean something’s wrong with her?” I could tell Jungkook was on the defensive with the way his hand had instantly gone to the pistol strapped to his hip.

I reached over, taking the stress stiffened fingers in my own and rubbing soothing circles into the taut muscles. “Easy now Kook, if it were that serious Yoongi would have killed her by now and let us know she was dead. Right?” I turned to see Yoongi’s nod and met his unwavering gaze with a smile.

“So, what do you think is wrong?” I asked.

A sudden sound of gunshots interrupted us though and we instantly took the offensive. Jungkook whipped out his pistol, both hands gripping it and bringing it up to the side of his face as he rushed over to the kitchen doorway and peered around the corner.

Yoongi meanwhile had launched across the counter, dragging me to the ground and covering my head as he raised his own pistol and clicked off the safety.

“What the fuck?” I hissed, struggling to push Yoongi off me though the lithe man refused to move.

Shouts echoed down the hall from the living room and another round of gunshots followed by the sound of breaking glass and Hoseok came hobbling into the kitchen with Taehyung and the others close behind.

“What the fuck is going on?” Jungkook demanded as Tae came up behind him and leaned against the wall.

“Group of those things snuck up out of nowhere. Walked right through the front door and attacked us. There’s more out there and they’re coming in through the window as well.”

“Holy shit…” I finally managed to push Yoongi off of me in favor of unholstering my own weapon. “How the hell did they sneak by your cameras?”

Before Tae could answer a form lurched into view. The form’s arm hung lip at it’s side and it seemed to be using the wall for support as it shuffled into a run in our direction. Namjoon fired, hitting it in the shoulder and knocking it backwards into another form that had come up behind it..

The next thing I knew the hall had exploded into a hail of gunfire and stumbling bodies. Blood splashed against the wall in an obscene rendition of a Jackson Pollock painting and yet no matter how many we took down more continued to force their way in our direction.

“We should have a door!!” Namjoon shouted as he grabbed a second clip and jammed it home. “Who gets a kitchen with no door???”

.”Shut up and keep shooting!” Jungkook barked in his direction as he reloaded as well.

We continued shooting, learning very quickly that in order to keep these things down we had to aim for the head.What felt like hours but could have only been a few minutes passed before I noticed something strange out of the corner of my eye.

A form stood pressed against the wall at the base of the staircase. She made direct eye contact with me and I could see the fear and determination from my crouched position in the kitchen.

“What is she…” I couldn’t get more than that out as I watched her scream, catching the attention of the few stragglers that had only just come around the corner from the living room.

Her motions were a blur as she raced away,leading the remaining creatures after her, and away from us.

“Yoongi!” I yelled, catching the sniper’s attention as I pointed down the hall. “Jeanette! She led them away!”

Yoongi cursed, grabbing a spare clip from Jungkook before racing down the hall after the obviously suicidal woman.

“What the fuck was that?” Jin demanded as he wiped the sweat from his brow.

I shook my head, rubbing at the sore muscles in my forearm as I glanced around to assess our situation.

Hoseok had collapsed into a chair at the kitchen table. He grimaced, gripping his injured leg as Jimin rushed over to check him out.

“Anybody else hurt?” Namjoon asked as he began making his way towards the body filled hall.

Tae shook his head. He reached into his back pocket, pulling out his trusty phone and beginning to type rapidly into the display.

“Tae, what happened? I thought you had the cameras covered?” I made my way over to him,tugging on his arm to get him to sit in a chair beside Hoseok.

“I don’t know. I had an eye on the system the whole time but nothing came up on the cameras.” He frowned, tapping on the screen as he seemed to be going over the footage from only moments ago. “Shit…”

“What? What’s the matter Tae? What did you find?” I leaned in and squinted in an attempt to see whatever it was that he’d spotted.

“It’s not what I see it’s what I don’t see…” He jumped up, phone clenched in his fist as he began making his way out of the kitchen.

“Tae where are you going?” Jungkook asked, making as if to follow behind him.

“I’m heading up to my room. I need my laptop. There’s a 20 minute gap in the footage that’s been looped over itself and I don’t fucking like it.” Taehyung waved at Jungkook dismissively, eyes focused ahead of him as he began making his way over the pile of corpses in the hall. “Give me a few, I’ll be back to help clean up.”

Jungkook nodded, reaching out to stop him for a moment. “We don’t blame you Tae, you couldn’t have known this was going to happen. Just get it figured out alright?”

Taehyung glared, wrenching his arm out of Jungkook’s grasp. “Yeah? Well I blame me. My system should be secure and a stupid ass failure like this almost cost us everything. I…” He shook his head, clearly unsure of what else to say. “I’ll let you guys know if I find anything…”

***

It took us almost an hour to clean up the mess. Having already been exhausted by the events of the day the others began dismissing themselves, citing the need for showers and sleep.

Jin and Namjoon had managed to board up the front window with parts from down in the basement and were now organizing with Yoongi to set out and hopefully find the missing woman.

“I just don’t see why we gotta go after some chick that we don’t even know!” Taehyung grouched as he scrubbed at the red stains on his hands at the kitchen sink.

“Yoongi vouched for her. He had to have talked with her while they were upstairs.” I frowned up at Taehyung. I could tell the irritation wasn’t aimed at the girl. He’d had no luck finding out who could have hacked his system and it was really bothering him.

“I know he’s not been with us as long as you Tae. But I trust his judgement. He wouldn’t have let her stay if he didn’t see something in her that we needed.”

Jungkook grunted as he pulled open the fridge, leaning in to grab a bottled water. Shutting it he turned to Taehyung and patted him a bit more aggressively than necessary. “She did have something we needed. She basically saved our asses back there. Not a lot of people would do that for a bunch of strangers with guns.”

The sound of the front door opening and closing caused us all to perk up, but the sound of shouting and arguing had us all racing from the kitchen.

Jin and Namjoon had Yoongi restrained and Hoseok had a firm grip on Jeanette’s arm.

“I don’t give a fuck! She fucking saved us and you’re treating her like she’s the one who put us in fucking danger in the first place!” Yoongi was practically foaming at the mouth, his small frame straining to break free of the two stronger men’s grips.

“Yoongi!” Jeanette spoke up, her soft spoken voice somehow breaking through the chaos. She’d changed out of her hospital gown and into what looked like one of Yoongi’s black sweaters and a pair of his grey sweatpants. The material was torn and there were scratches all along her arms and cheeks that hadn’t been there when I saw her out front earlier.

Yoongi stopped struggling, giving her a pleading look. “You don’t understand what they’re about to do to you. Please, listen to me!”

She shook her head, giving him a soft smile as she patted Hoseok’s hand. “It’s okay. I understand, trust me I do.”

She looked over to Jungkook who stared at her with squinted eyes. “Do what you have to do. But I swear to you I’m not a threat.”

After a moment of intense staring Jungkook nodded to Hoseok. Hoseok gave a nod in return and after shouting to Jimin in the living room began pulling the disheveled woman towards the basement.

“Fuck!” Yoongi hung limp in his friend’s grips, hair brushed over his eyes as he struggled to catch his breath.

“Jesus Yoongi, What the fuck has gotten into you?” Jin demanded as he released his hold and stepped back.

“Yoongi.” Jungkook’s voice was firm as he stepped over and stood in front of the dejected man. Yoongi looked up, eyes glazed and lost in emotion.

“I get that she lured those things away from us. Basically saved our asses without knowing a fucking thing about us.” Jungkook sighed, glancing towards the closed basement door the others had disappeared through.

“We have rules for letting people in. And no fucking apocalypse bullshit is going to change how we run things.”

“So you want to just throw her back out there with all those things?” Yoongi demanded, his face now twisted into an angry grimace.

“If it turns out she’s a threat then yeah, she’s got to go.” Namjoon stated as he folded his arms over his chest in finality.

“It’s either kick her out or let Hobi do his job.” Jin replied, coming around the corner. He’d taken a shower to clean the blood off and now was rubbing a towel through his hair to dry it.

“She’s not one of us.” Taehyung muttered, leaning against the wall of the hallway and staring down at the floor, his arms limp at his sides.

Yoongi shook his head, fists clenched at his sides. He looked over to me and I could swear he had tears in his eyes though it could have been a trick of the light. “You can’t do this…”

I frowned, gnawing at my lower lip in wonder.

“And why the hell not?” Jungkook demanded, frustration creeping into his voice. His posture spoke leaps and bounds, shoulders tense and muscles bulging in his arms as he attempted to retrain the irritation eating at him at Yoongi’s behavior.

Yoongi stood his ground, staring deep into Jungkook’s eyes as he muttered something that would shock all of us to the core.

“Because she’s fucking pregnant.”

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