Wu-jin + Brother Gyeong-su

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Smut: No

Gore: No

Pre apocalypse?: No

[ Gyeong-su's your brother! ]

You and your bestfriend, Wu-jin, were eating lunch together, until the glass door of the cafetaria smashed, and numerous students invaded the cafetaria. Half where 'normal', while half where blood-thirsty zombie looking things?

"Y/N! Where are you?!" a familiar voice asks, causing me to turn where I heard the voice. I turn to see Wu-jin, and we make eye contact. With no hesitation, he rushes over to my frozen figure, not caring if he's pushing people over.

He just wants me to be safe.

I begin to cry when he stands infront of me. I whimper in his chest, too frozen too move or speak. As Wu-jin picks me up in bridal style, I wrap my arms around his neck, still crying like a child and whimpering.

"What's happening, Wu-jin?" I ask, breathing heavily.

"I-I- don't know, Y-Y/N. Just.. just breathe for me, okay?" he replies, barging through countless people.

Wu-jin knows about my anxiety disorder.

"I'm s-scared.." I whine, my face red.

I struggle to breathe, I've been crying too much like a pathetic child.
We both reach a classroom, and Wu-jin sits on a chair, placing me on his lap while hugging me.

"Is she okay?" Gyeong-su asks, seeming worried.

"Wu-jin, let's switch places, you hold the door let me take care of my younger sister." he orders, rushing over to me.

My bestfriend nods, he carefully places me off his lap before running to hold the door.
Gyeong-su sits on the chair and pulls me into a hug.

"Shh.. Y/N. It's okay.." he whispers in my ear.

"Gyeong-su stop hugging her and help do something!" Na-yeon yells, but he ignores her.

I eventually calm down.

Slowly, I lift up my head to see my brother's soft smile, then he kisses my cheek.

"I love you, sis. We'll get through this together."

"I love you too, brother." I say.

Gyeong-su hugs me once more and gets up from the chair, holding the door then Wu-jin comes back to comfort me if needed.

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