Sour // ( J.J.) (discontinued)

6/ storytime

«Yoongi POV»

"Who the hell is knocking on our door this late at night?"

I grumble, throwing my head back in annoyance. "I dunno." Jungkook replied, scrolling through his phone. "Sooo is someone going to go answer it or?" I look at the 6 other boys in the room, who were all busy playing games or scrolling through their social medias. There was no reply, so I sigh, "Hoseok go answer it." I order, pointing out the door. He huffs and puffs in annoyance as he stands up off of the floor, not arguing with me.

It's not long before we hear a high pitched scream, shaking the whole house. "For gods sake HOSEOK!" I yell, getting up to see why that ninny is screaming for. "IF ITS SOMETHING STUPID I AM GOING TO TAKE AWAY YOUR BREATHING PRIVILEGES!" I say angrily.

I swing open the door to the first floor so it hits the wall, probably making a dent in it. Hoseok was pointing to the door, "ITS A ZOMBIE!"

My fists ball up in anger, I could practically feel my blood boiling. "You idiot." I say blankly. There was a stampede of footsteps coming down the stairs, yelling at each other. "Here we go..."

Jimin was the first to come down, he looked wide eyed. "Zombie?" He questioned, looking at Hoseok. Hoseok nodded and pointed out the window. Jimin backed away and screamed, "ZOMBIE!"
'It was probably just a poor person, asking for food or water and theyre calling them a zombie,' I thought, rolling my eyes.
Jungkook came down, grabbing Jimins wrist.
"There is no zombie, hush."
Namjoon was next, of course right along with Seokjin. Jin was holding a crowbar that hung over his broad shoulders. "ZOMBIE? WHERE?!"
Taehyung was behind the two, hiding behind them like they were his parents. I massaged my temples, walking up to the door.
"All of you aren't men, you're just wimps. Zombies don't exist Hoseok, and Jimin." I glare at the two before opening the door.

I open it, just to feel a body fall into my arms.
"The fuck?"

It was a girl, that looked to be in high school. There was blood all over her, getting onto my shirt. She looked bruised up and had swollen facial features, I couldn't tell where all the blood was coming from. I pulled her into the house, closing the door behind her.
"A girl? That's no zombie." Seokjin stated, looking over my shoulder to look at the girl. "Duh," I say, picking her up bridal style so I could carry her upstairs.

"Jesus, she's really beat up.."

All 6 of the boys were surrounding me to get a look at her. Jungkook, especially, looked troubled. I looked into his eyes for a bit, trying to read him. He seemed mad and confused, like he really hoped he wouldn't have seen this girl. He was concentrating hard on the her with a pained expression. It was dead silent in the room, nobody knew how to react.

"Jungkook?"

"Y-yes?" He replies, not taking his eyes off of the girl.

"Do you...know her?" I ask.

He sat there for awhile, not saying anything at all. His pained expression grows larger, he tried to open his mouth to speak but noting came out. I stood there, waiting for an answer.

"No. Never seen her."

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«(Y/N) POV»

I wake up staring at a cream colored ceiling. It was quiet in the room, besides for some feet movements and whispering.

Wait.

Im in a comfortable bed, with a pillow.

And theres PEOPLE whispering.

Immediately, I lift my head up. There was about 4 boys standing around the bed, staring at me.