Fear Them |Jikook|

Outside

Jungkook's POV:

My eyes wouldn't shy away from the gun that laid before me...
I felt a sense of curiosity as I continued to look down at the gun not realizing Namjoon was trying to bring me out of my trance.
"Hey buddy!", his deep voice rose an octave.
"My name isn't buddy...", I muttered.
"Then what is it?", he replied taking a pack of ammo from the drawers.
"It's Jungkook...", I averted my eyes away from the gun to the rest of them still perched on the walls.
"Well...Jungkook are you ready?", he took another gun from one of the walls and placed the ammo into both of them.
"Okay, what do I do?", I took the gun from the table and waited for Namjoon's directions.
"Hold it up and target but don't pull the trigger", he said as he too angled his gun to an object.
"Now, when you have to kill those-things...it is important that you don't hesitate, or they will kill you...", he lowered his gun slowly.
"So I just aim towards the target and then pull the trigger?", I asked analyzing the gun in my hold.
"Yes but don't get too carried away, try and save your ammo when fighting out there", he replied.

"Hey what's going on?", Yoongi walked into the room with his eyes half closed.
"Ah—", I glanced back at Namjoon.
"I was helping him prepare for the outside world...", he said bluntly.
"Wait...you're going out there with them things roaming the streets?!", Yoongi gazed into my eyes.
"Someone needs to fight...", I trailed off.
"But that's why we have Namjoon right?", Yoongi told me as his hands brushed over his hair with mild frustration.
"We need more fighters to go out and gather survivors and supplies", Namjoon said while putting the guns back on the wall.
"BUT HE COULD GET KILLED BECAUSE OF YOU!", Yoongi reached out to grab onto me.
"Because of me?", Namjoon quietly laughed, "Do you want to learn how to fight too?"
Yoongi grew silent by his reply before taking his hands away from me and disappearing.
"Yoongi?!", I chased after him only to see the rest of the survivors look at me with annoyance. I stopped running when I felt a hand on my shoulder.
"You guys have to quiet down or you'll attract attention...", the orange hair guy told me with a worried expression.
I nodded before heading back to my shared room with Yoongi.
"Yoongi?", I spotted him leaning against the bar in deep thought.
"Yoongi?!", I said louder.
"What?!", he stood up away from the bar.
"Why did you act like that?", I walked closer to him.
"I can't believe you agreed to go out and fight...", he pulled me into a tight hug as if he was sending me off to war.
"I appreciate that you care about me", I smiled as he hugged me tightly.
He pulled out of the hug with a frown, "Do what you think is right."

"Hey Jungkook! Are you ready to go?", the orange hair guy came barging into the room, not caring about the small moment being shattered.
"I guess..", I tensely replied.
Namjoon came into the room with a sack, two guns and a bag of ammo safety secured to his belt.
"We're going out for survivors...", he said handing me the gun from earlier.
I turned around to wave at Yoongi, but he was too busy searching for something in the refrigerator.

At the metal doors, Namjoon first checked to see if the coast is clear before stepping out into the damaged world. I swiftly followed behind with my gun strong in my grasp.
"Stay close", he said as the safe haven grew further away.

We crossed the once busy Seoul streets to an abandoned Ramyun shop with the lights still flickering.
"Okay Jungkook...Let's hurry and gather some snacks before any of those zombies find us", Namjoon expected the door to be locked, but it oddly was unlocked, sending chills down my already stiff spine.
As the lights endlessly flickered, Namjoon went through the aisles gathering everything that he could from the half empty shelves.
"Are you ready?", Namjoon asked as he fit the last bowl of ramyun into his sack.
"Yeah..it's creepy in here", the air suddenly grew colder as we continued to walk.
As the skyscrapers came out of view, there was a group of people ahead us, firing their guns at the monsters gaining in on them.
"We must hide", Namjoon whispered loud enough for me to hear.
I looked around for a place to hide and came across a little shed with teared up shutters but still covering the inside.
I closed the shed door immediately greeted by the musty smell of hay and animal feces.
I had completely forgot that Namjoon wasn't with me.