Cause of Death: (BTS & Zombie AU)

Cause of Death: Breakfast

A/N: So this is the chapter where my editor stopped editting so it might be rough. I'm sorry, but I'm too lazy to edit.......

The next time I wake up, it's not dark anymore, and I'm alone. I take my sweet time to stretch and relish not having to wake up to an annoying alarm clock telling me that there are more important things to do than sleep.

Once out of the room, I run into Hobi on my way to the restroom. He gives me a very big, loud, and friendly "good morning", but stops short, staring below my face with a concerned look on his face.

"What happened to your neck?" He looks back up to meet my suddenly wide eyes. With a gasp, I rush past him to the bathroom to see what he's seeing. Locking the door and looking at the mirror, I finally see my neck. There is a patch on dark purple bruises on my neck directly below my face. They aren't standing out too much thanks to my dark skin, but the discoloration was still obvious. How to I cover this up? I have no makeup with me. My thoughts are interrupted by a knock on the door.

"Hey Danielle I'm sorry if I sounded rude. I was just surprised. Are you okay? If anything is wrong, you can let me know; you know that, right?" Its Hoseok. I quickly check my voice to see if I'm still hoarse. When I find that I'm not, I quickly open the door and pull him into the bathroom. Before he can say anything, I hold up a finger quieting him.

"I'm fine don't be worried. I am not hurt," I lie, "can you do me a favor and tell Yoongi to come here? I need to talk to him. Just tell him quietly. Please don't make a fuss its nothing I just need Yoongi oppa." When I let them both come back in, Yoongi's eyes narrow at the sight of my bruises.

"Fuck, it really bruised over night?"

"I need help covering it up do you ask around for some make up. See if anyone has some?"

"None of us brought make up with us; we left most of our stuff in the dressing room." Hoseok points out. "But what happened last night?" He suddenly reaches a conclusion, "Did you two? Last night?"

"NO!" Yoongi and I snap back together. I feel my cheeks heating as I think of everyone coming to the same conclusion when they see purple marks on my neck.

"Go eat something, I'll explain later, okay." Yoongi ushers an unconvinced J-Hope out the door before turning back to me. "Stay here, I'll see if I can find something." He leaves me, so I'm once again stuck in the bathroom waiting for Yoongi.

He returns handing me a large turtle neck shirt to wear and leaves me, so I can change. I switch sweatshirts and pull up the collar as high as I can before washing up to get ready for the day. When I leave the bathroom, Yoongi's gone and I head down stairs to eat breakfast.

I find Jin searching the cabinets in dismay.

"This guy left nothing for us to eat," Upon meeting his pleading eyes, I jump in to help scanning the various cabinets and drawers. There is no meat, bread, eggs, or milk, so the options are limited. I settle for a large box of oatmeal from the back of the pantry.

"We can cook this with water instead of milk; it should taste fine. Can you get a pot of water boiling for me, put some salt in it too?" Jin complies and gives tasks to some of the other guys as well. I locate the spice cabinet, but everything I want is out of my reach. I swiftly climb onto the countertop to get better view of what I must work with. Grabbing honey, brown sugar, and cinnamon, I turn around looking for someone to hold these items, but I turn back to see seven pairs of eyes on me.

"What?" I question. Did I black out again?

"Why did you climb on top of the counter?" Namjoon looks at me like I need medical attention.

"I couldn't reach the honey, so I climbed up to get it."

"Why didn't you just ask one of us to get it?" Jungkook asks.

"I don't know... I just didn't think of it," I shrug. Everyone just smiles at me weird like they are both concerned and amused. I simply ignore them and jump of the counter.

"This is kinda gross." J-Nope was less than impressed with the oatmeal, but the rest seemed to find it edible enough to finish.

"It usually tastes better with bananas or some other fruit in it." I shyly defend my mediocre breakfast idea, but I've never been the biggest fan of oatmeal either, so I get where he's coming from.

Over breakfast, we were able to plan out our shopping "mission" as Taehyung insisted on calling it. We will take the van to a Wal-Mart to get our supplies. It was a pretty long drive from here, but I insisted that that specific store would have what we need. The members assumed it was because of my American "Know-how", but really, I picked the store that was near a gun store. Bats won't be enough forever, besides the managers probably can shoot because of their military service. The plan is to search the store for anything we can use as weapons as we grab our food and clothes.

With the plan, having been finalized, we inform the other side of the house so that they can accompany us. Everyone climbs into van once again and we set off.