Dead Land: A Zombie Apocalyptic Fiction(JeongTae SS)

Chapter 5

"Damn damn," all I could do was curse under my breath as I entered the restroom the next day.

After the delicious dinner and a brief conversation with the boys, I forgot about the clothes I left to wash, and now they stink.

"Damn"

Averting my gaze from the pile of clothes, I approached the sink with the toothbrush and tooth paste I had stolen... What stole? Which I risked taking from the mall two months ago. It does not matter if my body stinks or not; my teeth... It is precious to me. I will not allow germs to reside in my pearly white teeth.

After rinsing my mouth, I turned back to the pile.

"Let us finish this before Kookie wakes up."

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By the time I finished my task, my spine was about to break in half; the only thing that makes me sigh with relief is that the clothes no longer smell.

Now, where do I put these? I can not dry it here.
Maybe I should ask the boys... er, men.

Should I do it?
'Oh, Gurlie, you should.' Damn my mind.
Can not you stop talking?
'Nope'.

I tiptoed through the room, careful not to wake Kookie, and exited to the spacial hall.
The coast is clear... Where are they? Moving forward, I decided to find them.

SMACK

Uh, that hurts. What in the name of a wall is doing here?
A wall?
Out of nowhere?
In the middle of the hallway? Absolutely unbelievable.

Then who? I opened my eyes to see a large muscular chest covered in a black shirt, with hands on my hips. Ohhh, what?

I raised my head so quickly that my forehead collided with the jaw of the person in front of me. Fortunately, I was not hurt, but I doubt the other person was given how he is cradling his jaw in both hands. It is the wierdo, Taehyung.
He straightened up, startling my soul out of my body, and looked at me as if to say something.

"Hey"

Interruption interruption I hate interruptions, but not now. I am grateful to Jimin for interrupting my staring section with the hot raven-haired guy.
Arrgh, foolish girl.

"I was just about to call you for breakfast. How're you doing? Did you get good sleep?"
I know Jimin was nice to me, but... I am not really made to talk.

'But you had to be polite to them who offered you and your brother a place to stay, safe from the flesh-eating monsters'. My mind is furious.
Uh oh.
I finally decided to be "polite."

"Yeah. Thank you." Did I come across as mechanical? Did I speak politely enough? Yes, right?

'You are not, lady,' my tired mind whispered to me. I looked up at the boys, who were... Not they, but Jimin smiled at me. Oh, God. I cleared my throat.

"Hey, could you tell me where I can dry my clothes?" Yes, finally.

"I see you have done your laundry. That must be a huge relief for you. To put on some fresh clothes. To answer your question, yes, there is. But first, let us eat breakfast," Jimin said before leaving.

Why is he acting so much like my mom? Uhhh. I turned to face the other person standing in front of me.
He just stared and stared.

This is incredibly frustrating. I would have appreciated the fact that a handsome man like him was staring at me as if there was no tomorrow. But..... man, this world is f**ked up... How am I supposed to feel safe around men?

'Then what about Jimin?' the mind inquired.
He is an exception.

'So this guy is. For heaven's sake, this guy is a soldier.
Was a soldier. Whatever.