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kim junmyeon/reader. 1.2k words. zombie apocalypse!au. angst.

– "i love you," you heard him say quietly. your hand found his and you laced them together. "we'll be okay."
"i know we will." you said as you kissed his cheek. "i love you, too."

requested by anon

Hey i was just wondering if you could do an angst scenario for either Baekhyun or Junmyeon in which their significant other gets seriously injured(possibly a dystopian au or mafia au if you still take those) and like they wake up and don't know where they are and they can't see (either baekhyun or junmyeon) and they start screaming and crying for them?

warnings: violence, zombie descriptions i guess?

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you were hidden in the shelter of the trees, yet the empty town ahead of you seemed like it was inviting you in for your death.

its ruined, abandoned buildings made you shiver. that place is probably crawling with them, you thought. you lifted your binoculars to your eyes. you instantly spotted one of them walking on the outskirts of the town, as if it was looking for something.

"a ripper?" a voice asked behind you. you didn't need to look to recognize the voice. "what is it doing so far from its herd?"

you shrugged. a ripper was a zombie, only it was faster, stronger, and more intelligent than the rest. "you got everything?" you asked as you adjusted the bag containing medical supplies. you looked to your left to see junmyeon. he was double-checking the amount of grenades strapped to his belt. he looked up and nodded.

"let's hope we won't die," he muttered before the two of you made your way to the barren town.

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the plan was simple; you were to go look inside some buildings for anything that would help the camp while junmyeon was on look-out. he protested that you should stay behind with the others while he went but you refused.

"you're not going." junmyeon said in a stern tone. you scoffed as you gathered supplies into your bag. he followed you to your tent. "it's too dangerous."

"i can handle it." you said angrily as you turned to face him. "besides, who's going to help if you get hurt?"

the corners of his mouth tilted upwards slightly yet you didn't seem to notice. "i can help myself. it's you who i'm worried about. you're not ready."

you pushed past him, your pride struggling to accept the fact that he didn't think you were good enough. "i am, jun. stop babying me and let me go."

you looked at him. his jaw was clenched and he refused to look at you. you sighed. he was still angry.

the town was in ruins, yet you didn't see any zombies. "it's so... empty." you said quietly. junmyeon didn't answer as he jutted his chin to a convenience store.

"you should check there," he said, his tone cold. you nodded as you hesitantly stepped inside. the door was broken down already and there still seemed to be a collection of food still there. you immediately went to the drinks and grabbed bottles of water for the others.

something being knocked over made you snap your head up. you looked over your shoulder. you were about to call for junmyeon before you you remembered that loud sounds attracted zombies. a low groan coming from one of the staff rooms sent your confidence spiraling out the window.

calm down. you've killed zombies before, you thought.

you quickly took a metal rod from the floor and kept yourself alert for any sudden movement. a banging of fists interrupted your thoughts before it was suddenly knocked down by force. a ripper stood there for a second before it noticed you. its grey, rotten flesh was covered in splotches of blood, and its ripped clothes did nothing to calm you down.

okay, you've killed regular zombies before, but never rippers. it quickly limped it's way over to you, its arms outstretched. your heart hammered against your chest as you swung the rod in it's direction. however, it did nothing to faze the zombie. you pressed yourself against the wall as you attempted to swing the rod from the right in a baseball style.

you landed a hit to the ripper's side, causing it to slam against the shelves of chips and ramen. it growled and lunged for you again. it got a grip on the rod and pulled, making you stumble. the ripper tore it away, leaving you defenseless. you quickly got out your backup dagger, the one strapped to your thigh, while the ripper was distracted.

the ripper was about to lunge for you when a loud shot rang out, leaving your ears ringing. you looked to the entrance of the store to see junmyeon, his eyes wide at the scene in front of him. he had a pistol in his hand, which was pointed at the ripper. you saw him mouth something, but the ringing in your ears stopped you from listening. everything seemed like it was slow-motion.

the ripper, still gripping the rod, raised it high. it swung the make-shift weapon and hit it against the side of your head. you fell against the wall. your head was throbbing, but the numbness in your ears seemed to die down. black spots started to litter your vision. the last thing you saw was junmyeon hovering over top of you, trying to say something. then you blacked out.

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you woke in a dark room. you were propped up against the wall of what seemed like an abandoned attic. it was damp, and your head felt like it was going to explode. your blood suddenly ran cold at the realization that you were alone. your heart raced as you felt a knot in your throat.

"junmyeon?" you croaked out. you wanted to scream out for him, but you couldn't, in case if there were any zombies near by. the guilt in your stomach started to blossom. he said that you weren't ready, yet you didn't listen. you were so set on proving him wrong, that you got yourself injured. you could have been killed by that ripper if it weren't for him.

you felt a tear trying to escape as you stood up and made your way to the door in the corner of the attic. you took a deep breath as you set a hand on the knob. you froze when it suddenly turned. you scrambled back, reaching for the dagger in your bag. you swore when you realized it was gone.

the door swung open to reveal junmyeon, with cups of ramen in both hands. relief seemed to wash over his face at the sight of you. he quickly shut the door and set the cups down before rushing over to you. he enveloped you in his arms, staying like that for a few seconds.

"i'm sorry." he breathed out. "i'm sorry that i didn't come sooner. there were more of them outside and when i came to check on you, i thought–"

"i'm sorry, too." you said, feeling a tear roll down your cheek. "i was reckless, and you were right about me not being ready." you wrapped your arms around him. he pulled away and motioned for you to sit down. he handed you a cup of ramen.

"this place is surrounded by rippers, there's no way we can make it out. i already managed to send a signal back to camp. chanyeol and baekhyun are on their way." he said with a small smile. you nodded and leaned your head against his shoulder.

"i love you," you heard him say quietly. your hand found his and you laced them together. "we'll be okay."

"i know we will." you said as you kissed his cheek. "i love you, too."