What if? (AOUAD Cheongsan x Onjo Fanfic)

Chapter 18

"Is everyone ready? I'll open the door."

"Hold on," On-jo ran in front of Joon-yeong with a few pads and baseball protective armors, "You haven't worn anything. I'll help you."

She placed some stuff down and started with his arms, "Straighten your arm up."

After pulling the protective pads on his limbs and knees, On-jo took the baseball chest protector that Dae-su held and wore it on him. As a finishing touch, she wrapped his hands with a disposable bandage before putting the baseball gloves on him.

"Are you two dating?" Dae-su annoyedly asked after getting his armor stolen.

The two didn't respond but the others threw glares in Dae-su's direction. He was so dense. Everyone knew how much Cheong-san liked On-jo and he was just there trying to ruin things up.

"All set."

On-jo looked at him overall to check any openings where zombies could bite him.

Joon-yeong's eyes were on her, "I'm confused."

"Hmm?"

"You're suddenly caring for me. Why?"

"You might get bitten."

Joon-yeong guessed it was about that dream she talked about. He didn't ask anymore.

She went to her bag that was just next to Cheong-san. He was obviously irritated, with his hands crossed in front of him and his eyes looking in the other direction.

"Why?"

He didn't respond.

"What's wrong?"

He ignored her and went to Gyeong-su.

On-jo brushed off his attitude and just went on to do what is planned: burning rubber.

She went to the door and tried burning one. Unfortunately, the fire only lasted for a few seconds.

They needed something stronger. Something that could burn until all the rubber is gone.

"Do we have gasoline in here?" On-jo dug through the baskets. Others also helped in rummaging through the pile of equipment.

"Here," Nam-ra called. She stepped aside and showed a row full of gasoline.

On-jo poured gasoline on another ball. She opened the door slightly before igniting and kicking it to a far place.

It worked.

Some zombies ran towards where the fire was at. On-jo burned a few more until all of them were on the opposite side.

She turned around to face everyone and tell them that they can already go out. They slowly opened the door and tried to wrap the barriers they built around them. No zombies ran towards them as they tried moving to the door fast.

Not until the fire ran out.

After the smell died down, zombies quickly ran towards them. On-jo quickly took some of the balls they covered with gasoline earlier and lit those up before throwing them one by one away.

Zombies that swarmed around them lessened after. However, On-jo's hands were full of burns from all the fire she had lit. She was about to light another batch but the lighter stopped producing flame.

"Are we not there yet?!" Joon-seong, who stayed lying on the stretcher, asked nervously.

"Fuck. Just stop talking will you?" Mi-jin screamed as she blocked a zombie trying to climb in.

She almost got bitten while talking with him. Luckily, Joon-yeong saved her.

On-jo pulled Joon-yeong aside before he could get bitten and elbowed the zombie on the cheek, hard enough for him to fall.

More zombies are coming towards them after all the fire died down. They were near the door but the zombies blocking the way made it hard for them to move.

The speakers were the only last resort. She was hesitant knowing Nam-ra will get hurt in the process. But then she saw how hard her friends are trying to keep the zombies at their bay.

She took all the speakers she had in her bag and threw those far away. It made a loud sound because of the impact. On-jo prayed in her head that they didn't break.

She pressed the play button on, causing the zombies to head towards the noise's direction and Nam-ra to scream in pain.

They took that chance to push the barrier towards the door.

On-jo looked for Nam-ra's earplugs in her pockets and placed them on both of her ears. Her hands remained on her ears the whole time, a few tears streaming down her eyes, knowing how much pain her friend was going through.

She left her for a bit and helped the others push the door open. She used her body to hit it open but it didn't work. She then started banging on the door hoping her father could hear him and come fast.

"Dad!"

It still hadn't opened.

"Dad! It's On-jo!"

Others were confused as to why she was shouting for her dad at this time.

Unexpectedly, the door was opened up by someone. On-jo's eyes blurred with tears as she hugged the figure tightly.

Finally. Her dad was here.

He had come to save them.