Fear Them |Jikook|

Security

Jungkook's POV:

Yoongi and I heard the arcade door open quietly...
We stayed frozen unable to breathe properly in the dark.
"Jungkook..."
"Shh!!!", I whispered upon hearing the door open wider.
"Anybody here?", a deep voice interrupted the pounding of my heart.
"Who are you?", I replied.
"It's Namjoon, where are you?", he closed the arcade door and walked inside.
I punched Yoongi's shoulder to bring him out of his fearful trance.
"What's happening out there?", I appeared out from the car racing game with Yoongi following behind.
"There has been some kind of virus...", Namjoon trailed off while trying to make out the figures standing at the race car game.
"A virus that's turning people into cannibals?", Yoongi stepped closer to the man in the dark to get a better look.
"Look...we don't have much time before they find you guys, you have to come with me...", he pulled up his leather jacket that laid upon his frame.
Yoongi stared back at me waiting for approval, "Okay...let's go..."
"I need you guys to stick real close to me no matter what", his voice grew more serious as he opened the arcade door to peek out.
After the view was clear, we glided across the empty streets quietly.
I couldn't help but notice flames dancing in the windows of skyscrapers or car horns going off as we continued down the once lively streets. Yoongi attached his hand onto my shirt and grasped on for dear life as he kept his eyes glued to his surroundings. Namjoon focused on his surroundings until he heard glass break, "Shh!!! Wait!", he whispered to us. I noticed Namjoon growing more tense by the second by bringing the gun to his hands.
Yoongi gripped even tighter to my shirt, "What's happening?", he whispered into my ear.
"Shh...", I placed a finger on my lips as Namjoon began to walk straight forward again.
We walked by a brown suntanned hummer that had been parked on the side of the street. There were words spray painted in yellow on the side, 'They are out to kill us!'
"Namjoon? Where are we going?", I asked as the city no longer looked familiar to me.
"We are going to a secure place", he replied with a hint of annoyance.
I became uncomfortable by the dark aura that gradually made its home around him. As we were nearing the building that was so called safe, a bright glowing ball came out of the alleyway in front of us and rolled to a stop.
"What the hell?", Yoongi loosened his grip on my shirt and investigated closer to the strange glowing ball.
"No! Don't go close!", Namjoon hugged Yoongi's waist and lifted him up to move him backwards.
The ball glowed with much intensity like it was about to explode any second, but as we stared at it, we didn't expect to see one of those gruesome things come towards us.
"Run into the orange colored building!", Namjoon ordered as Yoongi and I took off running towards the safe haven. We both heard three gun shots fire before silence followed.
Yoongi bent down to breathe as I knocked on the metal clasp door of the building.
A boy with orange hair greeted us with an odd heartwarming smile before letting us in, "It looks like Namjoon found more survivors", he said to the group of people sitting on the cold floor.
"Where is Namjoon?", the orange haired boy asked while sticking his head outside.
"He..shot some—-"
"I'm here!", Namjoon took a moment to gain his breath back.
Yoongi and I watched as the metal doors closed out the world we once lived in.
"Let's find you guys a place to relax", Namjoon placed his gun on a table and walked into the many rooms that occupied this place. He stopped in a room that had a comfortable lounge couch with a pool table and a small kitchen.
"This should do the trick...sorry there is only one couch..", he gave a small smile.

As he left the room, Yoongi walked around the room taking in the smell of gasoline and paint.
"We're supposed to stay here?", he asked softly.
"Yoongi...we have to in order to survive", I let my body bounce on the couch before snuggling up with one of the many pillows that occupied it. I heard Yoongi laugh before joining me on the long plush couch.
"What's so funny?", I picked my head off the pillow.
"I'm just surprised that the world is ending...that's all...", Yoongi took two pillows and laid the opposite way.

10:00am -Next Morning-

I woke up to see Namjoon standing above me with a gun in his embrace.
"Wake up!"
I smacked my face in order to wake up, "What's going on?", I asked with a yawn.
"Follow me", he replied.
Before I followed him, I looked back to see Yoongi still out like a light, hugging the pillows close to his chest.
I wiped the sleepers from my eyes before stopping short of a room with guns and ammo on all four walls.
"What—?"
"This is my gun collection...I've been collecting them for years...", Namjoon told me.
"But why am I here?", I patted my hair down.
"I'm here to teach you how to fight", he picked a certain gun off the wall and laid it down firmly on the large island table.
"Fight?", I only grew nervous by the fact that this was no game and I wasn't dreaming.