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 ribbons of sunlight wrapped around the rusty blade of an axe as it sliced through the air and slammed into a log. The log split apart and the end of the axe sliced into the dirt beneath it. Pieces of emerald grass and splotches of dirt stained the steel blade as it was lifted out of the ground and tangled in the silky wind.
Jungkook reached forward to pluck the grass off the axe before lifting the hem of his shirt to wipe away the dirt from the blade, revealing the beads of sweat creating glistening paths along the valley of his sculpted abs. The shirt slid out of his fingers and glued itself to his stomach, while Jungkook raised the axe above his head once more and swung it down towards the middle of the chopped tree. The blade cut through the log, only for the fallen tree to rebel by tightening around the blade to prevent it from slicing even further into the middle.
Jungkook readjusted his grip on the handle and wiped away the sweat on his brow with his shoulder. Just as he tightened his grip and lured out his muscles by inching the axe back out, a loud gunshot laid over the field like a layer of freshly fallen snow. Jungkook froze and snapped his head up, his bambi eyes watched the prison carefully and heart pumped with the images of what could've caused the gun to go off. He tried to suppress the urge to drop the axe and run to the prison, instead, he gritted his teeth and averted his eyes - hoping that the others could handle it on their own.
"Go."
The uttered word poured a bucket of ice over Jungkook's head and made him jerk his attention onto Rick. He looked at the leader with a veil of confusion glossing over his eyes before forcing himself to shake his head and gesture towards the fallen fence behind them, "The fence." Jungkook mumbled weakly with no real worry about the fence shadowing his words, "The fence is more important." He finally managed to gather a handful of firmness in his words in order to make it seem as though his heart wasn't being pulled towards the prison and his hands didn't tremble with the desire to make sure no one got injured.
"Jungkook." Rick warned lowly, stepping closer to him and laying his fingers over Jungkook's clammy ones. Rick's grip was firm and steady, the complete opposite of Jungkook's adrenaline-soaked one.
Jungkook sucked in his cheeks and glanced at Maggie over Rick's shoulder, immediately taking a notice of the glaze of concern dusting over her features. The bunny boy wanted to protest with a small glance at the fence that was about to collapse. It was important for them to kill the walkers pounding against the fence and make sure that it was fixed before it completely fell and released the walkers into the yard. That would stack another unnecessary problem on top of the pile of existing ones.
The vines of protest wrapped around Jungkook's tongue were sliced apart by another gunshot, his head jerked towards the prison once more and grip on the axe slackened, "Go, we'll be fine." Rick nudged Jungkook in the direction of the prison and took the axe out of his hands.
"I'm sorry." Jungkook breathed, receiving a small smile from Maggie and a nod from Rick, who watched him with eyes of steel. Jungkook eyed them for a lingering second longer before twisting away and jumping into a sprint towards the prison.
