"When we're there, we'll get you out."
"But-"
"There's no but. Don't worry about it. We'll get you out and go. I'll protect you as long as it takes."
Jungkook puts away the communicator antenna and quietly returns to the room. He slips out to leave the communicator in place and then goes to lie down lying Taehyung down. He looks unconscious rather than asleep. It helps to simply lie down with him. Yeontan runs to bark at Jungkook, but Jungkook catches him and keeps him hugged, keeps him from making noise and making it obvious that he got out. Jungkook takes a very deep breath and tries to close his eyes to sleep, or pretend to do so he isn't quite sure he can.
Jimin's situation unsettles him too much. It causes him to have nightmare after nightmare, each one worse than the last. He comes to think that this is why he can stab heads so calmly. None of the others have been able to do it, not even Yoongi or Taehyung who did it in the past. Different faces circulate through his mind, always trying to imagine what that person's face will look like. Sometimes imagines Leeseung with very, very small eyes, at others with a big nose and giant jaw alike; sometimes he even thinks he has foreign features.
What never fails to appear is the huge mischievous smile. The one you've seen too many times. It's not the first time someone has harassed them, possibly and unfortunately it will never be something they will avoid. However, he can say with certainty that it is the first time that it has reached the extreme in which Jimin is suffering.
They have never been touched or tried to be abused properly before. That's what Jungkook believes. In the destructive and nasty part they have tried to hide from him because it has happened. Namjoon and Jin tried hard because Jungkook never noticed it. How they even wanted to abuse him at some point and because of being aware they avoided it. It is for that very reason that he takes it so personally and critically, while the others are a bit resigned to it. It's the usual.
Then there is Yoongi, who no matter how many opportunities presented themselves and how much they avoided him, the annoyance was always there. Why such as today he can't understand why someone would want to hurt them if they have never done anything. The silence in the room just seems like any other day and not like anything bad is happening. With them asleep scattered around, together and babbling in their sleep, trying to rest knowing they won't be able to when they get back on the road.
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"Easy, take your time, as much time as you need alone...relax." Recommends the older man.
Taehyung takes one breath after another, giving little hops on himself and grimacing, he holds the knife very awkwardly with both hands, finally stabs it into the infected man's head; The only problem is that he didn't have enough strength, that's why he fails to kill him just let give the knife with the tip buried and the infected trying to bite him. Taehyung gives a shriek, backing away.
Some mocking comments around, nice and friendly to then finish off what he didn't do. Jin observes the situation, folding his arms, annoyed that this is happening because he didn't agree to it. Namjoon pulls the screwdriver out of the infected woman's head and goes to Jin.
"Are you still upset with me?" asks Namjoon. Jin doesn't even look at him.
"They shouldn't be doing this, none of them, not even you" he states with annoyance. "We should be on our way now, not practicing how to be murderers." Jin grumbles under his breath.
"You saw what circulated. It's not going to be any different wherever we are, even if they don't evacuate how much more time do we have left here?" argues Namjoon quietly with noticeable impatience. "Even if it's a short time we're going to need food, we're going to have to go to places where there are people like that, we're also going to need to know how to defend ourselves against other people who want to hurt us. We can't fool ourselves into thinking that everything is going to be fine and that people are going to come and protect us." Jin turns his head.
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Sempiternal: •Broken• || Book 2#
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