Fear Them |Jikook|

Need You

Namjoon's POV:

I took in his whole appearance and cleared my throat.
"Well...like I said, there are dead people everywhere outside that want to eat us...", I glanced over at Jungkook, but he only wore a blank expression.
"Prove it...I don't play games..", Taehyung inched close to the door, but Namjoon laid a hand on his arm to stop him.
"What are you doing?", Taehyung grew annoyed.
"Just let me check to see if the coast is clear..", I responded with a soft tone.
I opened the door to see nothing but grass and the dirt road.
"Okay...follow me so you won't get hurt", Taehyung scoffed but followed me anyways out into the scary world.
Jungkook sticked close behind Taehyung to make sure nothing alarming jumped out.
"I don't see nothing—", Taehyung froze in his spot wearing the most terrifying expression I've ever seen.
"They're coming!", I pushed Taehyung back inside despite him in shock.
A hoard of at least fifteen zombies came hurdling down the dirt road, some of them no longer possessed arms but were able to walk towards us with hunger illuminating in their eyes.
The rest of the group all tried to peek through the door to see the scene, "GO BACK INSIDE!", I caught them hanging out the door while the zombies seemed to never die down.
Jungkook wiped a string of sweat from his forehead as he took shots at the remaining zombies.

Jimin's POV:

All I could hear was the sound of gunshots, and my heart pounding against my chest. I didn't dare want to look out of the door like the others because just the mere image that's left in my mind made me sick.
"Why was I weak?", I constantly asked myself while adjusting the pillow against my back.
My eyes glanced over at the boy, Taehyung, that kept breathing hard and would never stop frantically searching for something.
"Was he going to be okay?", I felt bad for just sitting and not comforting him, so I made myself approach him.
"Taehyung? I'm sorry you had to go through this...", I lightly hovered my hand over the small of his back.
"Now, I wished that I was still stuck in that disgusting basement!", the room filled with sobs as my hand finally gained the courage to rest my hand on his back.
"We can never avoid such cruel conditions..", I sadly smiled.
"Why do you care anyways?", Taehyung stopped sobbing, but his tears were still visible among his cheeks.
"Because I felt the same when I first found out about what this world has come to...", I softly replied as the memories of my mom came flooding back.
"I'm glad someone understands me...", Taehyung searched my eyes, making me feel exposed and uncomfortable.
"Well let me go check on the group..", I said as an excuse to escape his demanding gaze.
When I see Jungkook and Namjoon coming towards the house, I went back to the chair, across from Jin that had fallen asleep, even through the chaos.
Taehyung wiped the evidence of tears away with his shirt and stood tall in front of Namjoon and Jungkook, acting like he was the toughest person out of the whole group. I couldn't deny that his confidence was one to be envious of.
"How did it go?", Taehyung acted strong.
"We managed to kill them..", Jungkook quickly looked at me then averted his eyes back to Taehyung.
"So, since all of you have decided to stay in my house, I will assign rooms that can house two people. Now let's see...", he scanned all of us while focusing hard like it was some math equation that has yet to be discovered.
"You and you, there is a bedroom upstairs with attached twin beds with stars on the sheets", he pointed towards Yoongi and Hoseok.
Hoseok's eyes widened while Yoongi wore a grin.
"Now..you and you, there is a room upstairs with a queen sized bed..", he pointed at me and Jungkook, and my face started to heat up.
"Jungkook and I are sharing a room?!", I mentally freak out as Taehyung's voice drowned out in the background.
Jungkook walked up the stairs and disappeared as if he was waiting on me to follow him.
I cleared my throat and went up the stairs to look at the room where I was to sleep. I'm not going to lie that I was a little excited to finally be closer to Jungkook despite the crazy world happening outside.
After I approached the door, I heard Jin and Namjoon making their way to the other side of the hallway. I felt my heart pound again as I slowly opened the door.
"Jungkook?", my voice filled the room.
"Hey Jimin", he placed his pack against the wall and peered over the designs of the closet and the mirror across from the bed.
I went to sit on the queen sized bed and began fiddling with my fingers as the awkwardness grew.
"So what do you think of Taehyung?", I interrupted the silence.
"Hmm...he's very hardcore..and has many secrets..why?", his brown eyes met mine.
"I was just curious what you thought, I think he is a nice person if you get to know him...", I focused on the bed sheets.
"Since when do you know him so well?", Jungkook asked, furrowing his brows.
"We talked when you were fighting zombies..", I replied as a shiny object caught my attention from across the room.
"So you guys are friends now?", Jungkook leaned down to pick up the shiny object I had my eyes on.
"I don't know about friends, we just understand one another", I responded as Jungkook handed the shiny object to me.
"What's this?", I gazed at the sapphire jewel in my palm.
"I just found it, the sapphire suits you", he said with a charming smile that sped up my heart once again.
"We should rest...it's been a long day", Jungkook yawned and headed to the bed as I suddenly got up, feeling somewhat subconscious of sleeping in the same bed.
"What? Come and sleep", Jungkook kicked off his shoes and laid on the side closes to the wall.
"Okay..", I felt myself fidgeting with my hands as I got to the side of the bed.
I uncovered the silky sheets and slowly snuggled into the pillow. I wanted to sleep, but my thoughts wouldn't let me.

This is your chance!
Don't let it escape!
Didn't you want him to hold you at night?
My inappropriate thoughts corrupted my mind until my body felt like it was on fire.
"It's just the hormones..Jimin", I mumbled quietly, hoping Jungkook didn't hear.
"Jimin?"
My breath hitched when he spoke, "Did he hear me?!"
"Jimin...I need you.."
My eyes almost felt like they would pop out of their sockets, "Go away dirty thoughts!", I said in my head.
I turned to face Jungkook as the mumbling wouldn't stop, "He talks in his sleep?"
I placed a hand on his head and rubbed his brown hair, "You dreaming about me?", I quietly asked.
Jungkook moved his hand over near my hand that wasn't stroking his hair.
"Jimin...", he mumbled quietly once again. I smiled and decided to gently place my hand on top of his, and slowly fell into my own dreams.