Seventeen Zombie Apocalypse AU

🧪Sixty two🦠

⚠️Mentions of attempted suicide, if this makes you uncomfortable or is a trigger for you please skip the end of the chapter, please take care of yourselves, your health is more important to me than reads🤍⚠️

Tears welled in Y/n's eyes as she gripped her shoulder. Her skin felt like it was on fire and she could feel blood oozing out of it. Soonyoung didn't hesitate to run over to her, with Seungcheol following in tow. Y/n flinched away from Soonyoung when he crouched down next to her, she was scared of how he was going to react. Did they believe that she was immune? what if they get rid of her and kill her because she was bit? What if they hate her now because she lied to them and covered up the fact that she was immu-

"Y/n!" Soonyoung yelled, snapping her out of her thoughts. She looked at him with teary eyes and only saw worry behind his. Seungcheol pulled her up from the ground and pulled her with him,
"we need to leave, there'll probably be a lot of zombies coming because of the gunshots" he said. Her mind was hazy and a mess. As Seungcheol was dragging her, she stared at the ground and the bodies that were scattered. The little girl, her father, and the two men that had been stuck to them like a disease for so long. Her eyes lingered on Ara's body as it grew further and further away, her eyes burning with tears. She was only a kid. She didn't deserve to die so young.

She didn't realise she had been pulled into a building until the door was slammed shut behind her. Seokmin and Seungcheol were carrying Mingyu inside and quickly laid him down, Seungkwan and Jeonghan being too small to be able to carry Mingyu. Minghao quickly rushed over to the barely conscious ravenette. He skin was pale and his breathing was shallow. Minghao took his bag off his shoulders and took out a small bottle of alcohol and a shitty pair of medical pliers. He doused the pliers in the alcohol and unwrapped the fabric around Mingyu's shoulder. He took a clean, well a cleaner cloth and soaked it in alcohol. He pressed it into the wound, muttering a small sorry when Mingyu screamed out in pain at the burning sensation. He then asked Seokmin to hold a flashlight above his shoulder so he could have a better view of the wound.

He stilled his shaky hands and inserted the pliers into Mingyu's shoulder, moving them around until he could feel the bullet. Seungcheol and Jihoon had to hold Mingyu down as he thrashed about and writhed in pain.
"fuck! i hate you so much right now!" Mingyu swore out, eyes burning wholes into Minghao's head.
"you can't hate me if you're dead so stay still" Minghao said calmly, breathing out a sigh of relief when he lifted his pliers holding a bullet between them.

Junhui was pacing around with the map in his hands. He was mumbling incoherently to himself as he tried to find a quicker route to Busan. Y/n watched everyone quietly. She ignored the pain coming from her shoulder as she played with her fingers. So many people had died and it was her fault. It was always her fault.

She had being feeling this way for a while, but she always tried to suppress her feelings so she wouldn't be a burden to everyone else. It was hard enough trying to survive physically in a world like this, but mentally? it was even harder. Having to watch your friends die around you and get hurt, and it being your fault. She felt numb but also felt every negative emotion imaginable. Her head swayed slightly, it feeling like it was weighing her down with all the thoughts inside of it. She reached down to her gun which was strapped to her leg. She stared at it for a few seconds, feeling the weight of it in her hand. She didn't even feel like crying anymore, she just felt an empty pit in her stomach and her chest tightened every time she thought about everyone who got hurt or died because of her. It felt like someone had punched through her chest and was squeezing her heart.

She lazily lifted the gun up to her head, her eyes unfocused as she disassociated. Her finger brushed lightly against the trigger.

"Y/n...what are you doing?" Chan said, his voice small and confused, he sounded hurt and scared. She didn't hear him, her current state of mind drowning out sound around her. Jeonghan widened his eyes at the sight, he didn't want to rush towards her incase she flinched and pulled the trigger.
"hey..Y/n?" he said quietly, not wanting to startle her. He slowly approached her and reached his arm out. She finally looked up and refocused her eyes, making eye contact with the male in front of her. Her eyes looked tired and sad. So fucking sad.

Everyone else was still distracted with Mingyu. Minghao trying his best to stitch up his wound with whatever resources he had around him. Jihoon and Seungcheol were still trying to hold him down. Seungkwan was trying to calm Junhui down and help him find a quicker route on the map. Chan had gone to get Vernon's help with Y/n, who immediately rushed over to his best friend who was holding a gun to her head. Soonyoung was with Vernon when Chan ran to him for help, at hearing what was happening he felt his heart drop, he felt sick.

Jeonghan was trying his best to talk her out of it, but nothing seemed to work. She just stared back at him with an empty look on her face. Her eyes shifted when she heard Soonyoung's voice call out to her. She felt her heart ache when she saw the hurt look on his face. Jeonghan took the distraction as a chance to quickly grab the gun from her hand, he made quick work to empty the clip and slid the gun across the floor away from her.

She looked back at Jeonghan and she broke. She fell onto her knees and sobbed into her hands. Jeonghan immediately pulled her into a hug, cradling her head into his neck.

Seungcheol pushed his way through everyone,
"what the fuck is going on?!" he exclaimed. He pulled Jeonghan away from his sister, crouching down in front of her,
"why did Vernon just tell me you just tried to shoot you're fucking head off?!" he yelled. She looked up at him with tear stained cheeks. His eyes softened slightly,
"why would you ever think of doing something like that?" he said quietly, his voice breaking as he tried to hold back his own tears.
"it's my fault Cheol, it's all my fault, everyone dies because of me.." she hiccuped as she tried to breathe in.
"it would be better if i was gone, everyone would have a better chance at surviving without me around" she said, looking down.

He put his forehead against her,
"don't be stupid, we all need you here, I need you here, you hear? we're going to get out of this hell hole together whether you like it or not, i'll make sure of it".

——————————————
Can you guys tell i've been depressed?😅 anyway i hope the chapter wasn't too bad and that you still enjoyed it, i've been trying to write more often to distract myself from my crappy life right now so you can expect more updates very soon🙂