Jungkook never thought that he'd find a home behind a four metre tall fence and concrete walls, but with the help of the Woodburians, the growing group turned the place into a sanctuary for all. That's until the group was tested by a deadly virus an...
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The sun beaming down at the prison spread its rays and sprinkled them across the field- giving life to the vegetables growing underneath the emerald green leaves of the plants. The light slid along the sharp edge of a dagger as it sunk into the ruby red apple grasped between Jungkook's hands and carved a slice out of it.
The bunny boy was leaning against the side of the car Daryl would take on their run - gaze directed towards the salivating apple, yet ears fixated on the sound of Daryl tinkering with the car to make sure everything was alright.
Just as Jungkook stabbed the tip of his dagger into the apple slice and lifted it up to his mouth for his teeth to take a chunk out of Bob came striding towards them with a bag slung over his shoulder and a question dangling on the tip of his tongue.
"Everything alright?" Bob questioned, sparing a brief glance at Jungkook before focusing his attention on Daryl. The latter hummed and slammed the car shut, he took a rag out of his pants and wiped away the oil sticking to his palms.
"Zack kept this thing running pretty good." Daryl exhaled the words, patting the roof of the car and eyeing the sleek black paint glossed over it.
Jungkook winced at the mention of the boy's name, feeling the gloomy presence of grief looming over him as the memories fluttered their wings in his face and made him remember the screams Zack let out before he was crushed by the helicopter. Thankfully Jungkook didn't have to dwell much on the thought that he was leaning on Zack's old car - the same car that made Zack so excited that the boy woke up every morning for a week to go admire it and make sure it wasn't something he had dreamt.
Bob seemed to be just as uncomfortable with the idea of driving in a car that belonged to a dead guy, which is exactly why Jungkook had decided to say no to going with them and chose to stay at the prison with Taehyung instead. Unfortunately, Bob had agreed to go with them and now he had no choice but to push through this experience.
"You sure you want me to come?" The question walked hand in hand with hesitation as it sauntered past Bob's lips. His eyes dragged along the car and shoulders straightened before he looked up at Jungkook and waved his hand at him, "Jungkook can go in my place."
The said boy's head swung up at the mention of his name, followed by him quickly pushing off of the car and blinking back at Daryl with a silent warning looming behind his irises. The apple slice squished between Jungkook's lips dangled out of his mouth with the juices rolling along the seam of his lips and dripping onto his chin.
Daryl's lip briefly curled into a small smirk, only to be swept away a second later by his words, "You have medical experience and Jungkook here wants to stay back," Daryl shook his head at Bob, earning himself a small nod from the black man and a breath of relief from Jungkook, only for Daryl to smack his lips open once more and release a continuation to his sentence, "Because of Taehyung."
