Fear Them |Jikook|

Ruined

Namjoon's POV:

The night had finally come as I unraveled the blanket from my bed. The bed was strangely comfortable despite not having the perfect looking bed; however, I couldn't sleep knowing Jin is not in my line of sight.
I picked my watch up from the bedside table and read the time, 2:35 am.
Not bothering to waste anymore time, I forced to lift myself off the small bed to check on Jin.
"He's okay right?", I kept asking the silence as I quietly walked down the corridor to his room.
His door seemed to be slightly open when I peeked inside. There in the small bed is where Jin laid fast asleep, holding a teddy bear and a blanket close.
I unconsciously opened the door fully, revealing more of the beautiful sight in front of me.
"Jin?", I whispered in the somewhat dark room.
He started grunting in his sleep, "What?..."
"It's Namjoon...", I placed a hand on his shoulder as I got a better look at his facial features.
"Let me sleep...", Jin trailed off.
"Sure", I smiled before removing my hand off his shoulder. I sat my back against his small bed and soon fell asleep..

Jungkook's POV:

When the sun had peeked out from the window, I woke up to see the empty bed beside me.
"Where did he go?", I glanced at my watch to see that it was nearly 11 am.
"Couldn't he wake me up!", I grew frustrated and pulled the covers off my body.
I walked out of the hallway with my distorted hair and wrinkly clothes.
"Hello?"
"Jungkook? You finally woke up", Jimin came down the hallway with wet hair and another pair of clothes.
"Where did you get the clothes?", I asked him.
"Oh, Namjoon had some in his pack..", Jimin smiled nervously when he realized I was staring.
"What? Does it look bad?", Jimin pulled up the sleeves of his shirt when they covered his small hands.
"Ah no! You look good!", I replied with red cheeks.
Jimin was too focused on fixing the extremely long sleeves that he didn't notice that one side of his shirt was falling down his shoulder agonizingly slow. I gulped when my eyes fixated upon his exposed shoulder and collarbone.
"Uh Jungkook you're staring...", Jimin fixed the shirt to where his shoulder and collarbone no longer showed anymore.
"I wasn't staring!", I blurted out.
Jimin walked back inside his room, "Wait did I embarrass him?", my mind filled up with the question as I followed him.
"Look I'm sorry about—-"
I was immediately cut off when I saw a glimpse of Jimin's muscled back as he maneuvered a hoodie over his shirt.
Jimin fixed the last flaws of his hoodie and turned around, "What did you say Jungkook?"
"I...", I was still at a lost for words as the image played like a broken record.
"Jungkook!", Namjoon swiped the moment away almost instantly with his deep commanding voice.
"Coming!", I jogged out of the room into the hallway where Namjoon was waiting.
"I think someone is testing us...", Namjoon whispered closely into my ear.
I furrowed my brows.
"You see...I think they are purposefully giving the zombies access to our floor of the building", Namjoon gazed around to see if anyone caught onto their conversation.
"So you're saying that the people who let us in are trying to kill us?", I asked.
Namjoon just nodded.
"You finally caught on...", I replied with a dark smile.
"Wait...You suspected them from the start?", his eyes widened.
"I knew this place wasn't safe...", I made my way back into the room to go take a shower.
Meanwhile, Namjoon decided to search every room on the floor for more zombies.

Namjoon's POV:

I held my gun tightly in my grasp as one by one I searched every room.
I walked into the last room and saw Hoseok in deep thought while sitting on his bed, "Hoseok? What's wrong?"
The orange haired boy awoke from his deep thoughts, "Nothing...!", he got up and ran out of the room.
"He's being weird...", I muttered before evaluating any sign of danger in his room.

Jimin's POV:

I straightened up my hair in the small mirror provided in the room.
"I wonder what everyone's up to", I turned away from the mirror and exited my room.
"Jungkook?", I stuck my head in his room to find it empty.
"Where did he go?", I ventured down the hallway past the countless rooms aligning it.
Then I stopped when I heard the shower running.
"Jungkook? Are you in there?", I yelled over the running water.
"Hello?", I sighed and waited by the entrance.
But after awhile, I started to worry if Jungkook was okay or not.
"Hey Jungkook! I'm coming in!", I proclaimed before stepping into the steamy bathroom.

"Who's there?!", a higher pitch voice made me jump.
"Who are you?", I stood near the stalls.
"Yoongi...are you Jimin?", he asked as the water suddenly came to an end.
"Yeah it's me, I thought you were Jungkook", I replied with a nervous laugh.
"Well I think he left to go eat breakfast", Yoongi came out of the shower with a towel covering his chest all the way to the top of his knees.
"Okay thank you", I pretended that I wasn't affected by seeing a man half naked.
I scurried towards the cafeteria when my stomach erupted into a series of growls.

Author's POV:

Jimin ran into the cafeteria, not realizing all eyes had shifted to him until he looked up.
Jimin spotted Jungkook glancing at him with the face, 'Where have you been?'
He carelessly grabbed a tray and stuffed random food on his plate and hurried over to the table that Jungkook had occupied.
"Have you seen Yoongi?", Jungkook asked with a mouth full of his egg burrito.
"He...was still getting ready..", Jimin averted his eyes away in utter embarrassment.
"What's wrong with you?", Jungkook picked up Jimin's chin to where he had no choice but to look at him.
"It's nothing...", Jimin shifted in his seat and ate in silence.
A few minutes later, Yoongi came into the cafeteria with his hair still wet, "Yoongi! You're late!", Jungkook picked up his tray to go throw it away.
"I'm always late..deal with it", Yoongi answered grumpily.
Jungkook went back to the table and stared at Jimin as he carefully ate the sausage bites.
"What?", Jimin looked at the floor with blush invading his cheeks.
"Nothing...just admiring you", Jungkook gave a soft smile.
Jimin cleared his throat and threw away his half eaten sausage bites plate as soon as Yoongi sat at the table.
"He's acting strange", Yoongi eyed Jimin as he was dumping his food.
"I know...what did you do Yoongi?", Jungkook bore into his eyes.
"I didn't do shit!", Yoongi stuffed food into his mouth.
Namjoon drank the last of his orange juice at the other side of the cafeteria.
"I think we should leave soon", he told Jin.
"Leave? But they provide us with rooms and food", Jin pouted and stopped eating.
"I think they're trying to kill us..", Namjoon slurped on the remaining drop of orange juice and laid down the glass.
Jin held his teddy bear close, "They're...trying to kill us?"
"I'll look more into it. Don't worry", Namjoon patted Jin on top of the head.

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The sunset began to paint its wonders in the sky. Jungkook and Namjoon decided to confront the people that let them in for answers.
"We came to ask you something important", Namjoon stood by the door of the small masked man.
"Hmm?", he twisted his chair around with his legs crossed over one another.
"We've had some encounters with zombies..."
"So the question we're trying to find out is are you planning on killing us?", Jungkook interrupted.
The masked man had slits in his eyes but bursted out in a fit of laughter.
"What's so funny?", Jungkook's insides started to boil.
"Calm down Jungkook", Namjoon held him back with his hands.
"You need to control him or else...", the masked man threatened with a piercing smile.
"Or else?", Namjoon furrowed his brows and dragged Jungkook outside of the room.
Jungkook harshly pulled off Namjoon's hold, "I'm not staying here no longer!", he protested.
"Jungkook...there's no where to go! Just give it a chance! We can fight through any hurdles they target at us!", Namjoon chased after him.
He ran into the room and stuffed all of his junk in the bag, "I'm calling Yoongi and Jimin and we're getting out of this hell!"
"What's happening?!", Hoseok came into the room looking worried.
"It's Jungkook...he's a little pissed...", Namjoon muttered.
"A LITTLE?!", Jungkook yelled back.
He zipped up the small compartment of his bag before beelining to the door.
"Jimin?! Yoongi?!", his voice echoed through the building.
Yoongi poked his head out of the room he occupied with confusion, "What has gotten into you Jungkook?"
"Pack up we're leaving!", Jungkook said sternly to let him know that he wasn't joking.
"Jimin?!"
"Why do you have to yell?", Jimin came back from the bathroom.
"Just pack up...", Jungkook mumbled.
Jimin saw Yoongi had gathered his things together and swiftly followed directions.
"Jungkook...are you really going to go out there in that dangerous world where you can't determine if you'll live or die?", Namjoon touched the top of Jungkook's shoulder.
"Even if the zombies didn't exist we wouldn't be able to count on living the next day anyway...things happen unexpectedly...", Jungkook gave a half smile towards Namjoon before grunting on his way to the gate that contained them.
Jimin and Yoongi became hesitant when the gate appeared.
"I don't think we—-"
"Yoongi? They will kill us if we stay any longer!", Jungkook heaved the bag over his shoulder.
"Wait!", Namjoon, Hoseok, Jin and Isabella ran up to them.
"Oh now you want to come...", Jungkook said with irritation.
"You need help...", Namjoon walked beside Jungkook and easily left the gates of a community not fit for them.
The masked man and the muscled man perched on top of the gate and watched them leave the premises with grateful eyes.