Jungkook never thought that he'd find a home behind a four metre tall fence and concrete walls, but with the help of the Woodburians, the growing group turned the place into a sanctuary for all. That's until the group was tested by a deadly virus an...
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-I'll be good- Jaymes Young 01:43 ━━━━●───── 03:50 ⇆ㅤ ㅤ◁ㅤ ❚❚ ㅤ▷ ㅤㅤ↻
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Taehyung threw his empty bottle away, not caring that he needed to fill it with water from the river. The bottle rolled down the riverbank before pausing just at the edge of the water. Taehyung stayed seated on his ass - hands thrown over his bent legs and puffy eyes staring blankly at the rolling waves. He didn't know how much time had passed but he couldn't find it in himself to move. Perhaps it was because his body had decided that he needed a break or perhaps it was because a part of him hoped that Jungkook would return and leaving would mean he wouldn't, leaving would mean that Taehyung would be abandoning him and moving forward.
Taehyung wouldn't allow himself to move forward but this new world didn't wait for him to finish grieving, it had no such mercies for the living. Hence why, eventually, the sound of groans reached his ears. The footsteps of the oncoming walker could be heard behind him and Taehyung squeezed his eyes shut - for a brief moment he wondered if not moving would be the best course of action. Natural death is just a part of this new world. Because in reality, all of them would eventually die and the natural life span of a person had decreased drastically.
Walkers weren't even the main problem, now they had to fear illnesses, starvation, dehydration, other people and accidents like Jungkook had experienced. It was likely Taehyung would die too before he even reached the terminus, especially now that he was all alone. He wasn't sure if he'd even see anyone ever again, they could all be dead and Taehyung could be the last survivor from the prison. Perhaps dying now would save him a lot of pain in the future.
The walker tripped and slammed into the ground, Taehyung could hear it digging its feet into the dirt and crawling forward on its belly. Taehyung's eyes fluttered open and he blinked at the river he despised so much. How cruel of it to take such a precious soul away and not care for it, how cruel of it to witness Taehyung's misery and keep flowing as it intended, how cruel life was that it wasn't even a walker Taehyung could push his anger onto but a river he could do nothing against.
The walker reached out and twisted its fingers into Taehyung's shirt. He exhaled his irritation and peered over his shoulder, his lips titled into a bitter smile at the sight of the walker. It was dressed in a hospital gown, the string holding the gown together was nearly torn apart and the walker's ass was hanging out.
"Look, Kook-ah, this one's naked." Taehyung snorted and blinked away the tears clinging to his lashes as he reached down and pulled out his knife. He plunged it into the walker's skull before twisting back around to face the river, "How pathetic of me, you'd kick my ass if you saw me like this and knew what I was thinking." A huff of air, resembling a laugh puffed past his lips before the smile turned wobbly and dropped into a frown, "I didn't know you helped me keep going and gave me so much hope that we'd find the others until I lost you."
