“What the fuck?” Suga scrunched his nose. “Did he just tell us to get off?” None of us could believe our ears. We all looked at each other, nobody wanting to move.
“Well, we should. If the train is stuck we won’t be getting anywhere.” Yuna spoke up. Mina nodded in agreement.
The silver haired hyung just shook his head and picked up his bat, which was lying on the floor next to him. “I know… just, everyone-” he scanned the room, “-stay close. Jimin grab your bat. Taehyung, hold onto Chae,” he ordered. He peeked outside the window. A few passengers were walking out already. It seemed pretty clear so he slid open the door. He looked both ways once again before turning his head and nodding, giving us the signal to go. One by one we all stepped out of the train car.
The air was still cold like before. The skies were a pale-ish blue littered with clouds. I could hear the gravel crunching as the others walked around to see what the problem was. At the front of the train was a huge tunnel. However, the entrance was blocked off by a helicopter that has appeared to have crashed. The conductor came out of the train and yelled to get our attention.
“Everyone! As you can see we can’t move on from here. I’m sorry to say this but… We may have to find another way of transportation. We are about an hour away from Busan. You don’t have to go to Busan, but I suggest you do. I was given a call saying that Busan is clean and safe. I don’t know about anywhere else.”
The passengers erupted with murmurs and buzzing. I saw a couple people trying to stop themselves from crying. We were all on our own now.
I felt a nudge on my shoulder. I spun around to find Jimin hyung. He mouthed the words ‘let’s go’ to me then started walking the other way towards the train’s rear. I followed closely. Behind the train we found our group huddled in a little circle. “What are you guys doing?” I asked.
“We’re gonna go look for the nearest car or something. The city is close by so we won’t have much of a problem finding one. We just need to be careful,” answered Mina noona.
“We need to move fast. The streets might still be infected with the running shits. Stay together, stay close, and stay out of trouble, alright?” Suga sternly said. We all nodded. He looked to his right and squinted. “This way.” The group began heading towards the direction he pointed in. Buildings were in sight, which was a good thing I guess. Suga hyung was in the front, Mina and Yuna were walking together behind, and V hyung was carrying Chae Yeong with Jimin beside him. That left me with Hoseok. He came up to me.
“Hi uh, Jungkook was it?”
“Yeah, you're Hoseok right?”
“Mhm. Watch your honorifics though. Call me hyung,” he smiled.
I apologized immediately but he waved it off. “So Jungkook I see that you play baseball.” I nodded. “Are you any good?”
“Sure. My teammates call me the Golden Player so I guess I must be somewhat good.” The redhead chuckled before slapping my back.
“Woooow Golden Player. So modest.” I smiled a little. “Are you team captain?” I shook my head.
“That would be Yoongi hyung.” He raised his eyebrow. It took me a second before I figured out that he didn't know who I was talking about. “Oh, I meant Suga hyung. Sorry.”
“His name is Yoongi?”
“Yeah.”
“Then why is he called Suga?”
I stopped to think. Huh. Why do we call him Suga? It's been a while since we've started calling him that…. “Oh! I remember!” I exclaimed. “So one day my team and I all went out to eat. We ended up going to this sweet shop where we found actual jars of sugar. One of the boys noticed how Yoongi hyung actually blended in well with the sugars and that's how his nickname came to be. Suga.” Hoseok hyung snorted.
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The Busan Boys
FanfictionJimin and Jungkook were just taking a train to Busan for a baseball game when suddenly the zombie apocalypse decided to break out. Inspired by the movie Train to Busan and frickin AeliCub showing me this holy picture. ART DOESN'T BELONG TO ME