𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐎𝐅 𝐔𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐃I one shots

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"I'll kill you! I'll fucking kill you!"

They all ran, his screams attracting the zombies by the library as he glare at the boy who remain perched atop of the bookshelf.

As soon as he returned, most of his memories were wiped out of his head, they all became vague and gray, it felt like he was forgetting something important.

What is it?

What is it?

He let out a grunt, pushing away a zombie that was busy clattering it's teeth like a damn fool. Cheong-san be damned, he's too busy trying to scratch out that very something that gnaws him at the very core.

Aarghh! What the fuck is it?!

He racked his brain, scratching it to bad as if it will get him to remember what it is until he— with his senses heightened because of the infection, smell something.

Something familiar.

It was a scent that he seems to be longing.

Frowning, he walk leisurely with his hands on his pockets, taking all the time he wants while looking around his surroundings, bumping and smashing zombie's along his way. He is God. There was no plausible explanation as to why he isn't—why he was chosen. Aahh, this is life.

Gwi-nam slide open a classroom door, raising a brow at the one mindless undead who's scratching a wall. Fuck that damn bitch looks so stupid.

One sniff.

He turns his head to look at the teacher's desk that has been closed off with some tables and a few chairs.

A small cry.

Though not audible by human ears, Gwi-nam who has been 'blessed' to be immune to the virus, gaining a more powerful sense of hearing, managed to hear it.

He stops right in front of the desk, peeking underneath to see a trembling girl, legs close to her chest and dripping in blood, sweat and tears. Quite literally. "Hmm..?"

At his voice, you looked up, eyes widen at recognition of whom it was.

Those eyes and gaze that sends Gwi-nam back made him remember you—ah, God, thank goodness you are alright. He crouched down, pressing a finger to his lips before opening his arms for you.

"Sun-hee ah." He calls your name, it tickles his body.

You slowly hugged him, still terrified and wary. You're safe, his precious Sun-hee. he cradles you in his arms, his skin searing with your warmth like fire. Gwi-nam presses his lips on your crown whilst his hand rubbed your back up and down to provide comfort. There was an uncomfortable silence as he relish you in his hold once again.

He then pulls you two apart, brushing away the locks that sticks to your face to get a better look at you. "Were you hurt?" But you shook your head.

Grnnk!

Grnnnk!

Ah, because of the moment of stillness, he seemed to have forgotten that there was a company with the two of you. "I'll protect you from now on, okay?" He breathes, your face cupped in his hands, nose red and eyes puffy from crying. Oh for crying out loud, you're so fucking adorable that he swore he'll go balistic if something ever happens to you.

"Stop that."

"What?" You voice came out as a whisper, lips parting and your brows knit. That melodic sound that drags him like a helpless sailor to a siren.

He won't mind being helpless, as long as it is you whom he has.

"Being so fucking irresistible." A smirk was displayed on his face before pressing his lips against yours. Just because this place is an apocalypse doesn't mean that Gwi-nam won't take any opportunity to flirt with you.

Who dares fucking oppose their own God?

He parts, breathless and satisfied, "From now on, you stick with me, alright? You don't wanna be a zombie food, yeah?" He grips your jaw, pulling you in once again to lock lips.

"Don't you worry your pretty little head, babe. I'll kill anyone who dares touch you." Gwi-nam held your hands, pulling you up to stand. Disbelief was written in your face, he can tell, and the only way to dust that off is a proof

And the clatter of the chairs that he pushed made the zombie aware of his and your presence, the scent of human making the undead crazy as it lunches towards you but Gwi-nam grabbed it's neck and cracked it, throwing it at the floor as he threw a smug grin to your direction.

"Don't worry, pretty girl, I'll take care of you."

He grabs your hips, leaning down to press a gentle kiss on your cheek. "Let's go find something for you to eat along with a new room. Aish, you better be thankful to me. I expect another kiss later as payment, alright?"

Everything about him screams danger but it didn't matter, because you knew, if Gwi-nam would do something bad to you, he would've done so in the past years already.