thantophobia → bts

2

a week later

"Fuck, look at them all." Helen hisses, clutching the new machete she picked up from the hardware store. "Everywhere, bloody everywhere." 

"Well, they move fast don't they." Jaebum mutters, the newest 'recruit' of their little group, after picking them up from the school disaster days ago. "They don't really, to be honest. Like, from what I see, they're moving rather slowly." Yugyeom speculates, eliciting a sigh from Helen's mouth. "Yugyeom, it was a hypothetical question." Jungkook giggles a little from behind the couple, playing with the sleeve of 'his' jacket. The owner of said jacket passes through the young teenager's mind. 

"Hey guys, do you think we'll find anyone else out here?" Jungkook speaks up, clutching his baseball bat in his hands tightly. "Right now, it seems a bit unlikely from where we are. Maybe if we get out of the mainstream area we'll find a few survivors but quite frankly I don't think we'll find anyone too soon." Helen sighs, instinctively tightening her hold on Yugyeom's hand. 

The sound of rustling turned Jungkook's attention to the boy next to him. "Whass happnin?" Bambam slurs, rubbing his eyes. The stern look on Jaebum's face softens as he hears the voice of his boyfriend. "Nothing baby, go back to sleep," Jaebum smiles, looking at the rear-view mirror, "We'll find a place to set up camp soon, if we're lucky the shopping centre will be empty." 

"What is there to find in a shopping centre? For all we know, it's rundown as fuck and there's walkers everywhere. We have to think realistically rather than hopefully, guys." Helen catches her chapped lip between her teeth, fatigue covering her face. "We know, El. But, if we want to keep a sane piece of mind, we have to be optimistic." Yugyeom says softly, resting his head on the girl's shoulder. "I know, I know.. It's just unlikely that we'll get lucky, if we do the odds are are that people are already there, and we don't know if they'll be good or bad people."

"We can only expect the best, El. Stop worrying, we'll be fine," Jaebum assures, keeping his eyes trained on the road. "These walkers won't be though, I'mma run them over." Jungkook's eyes widen as he throws his arm across Bambam, just to make sure he doesn't jolt too far from the seat. Yugyeom almost does the same, but Helen seemed to beat him to it. "Yugyeom go away I'm a strong, independent woman." Yugyeom pouts, losing his chance to be cutesy with her. 

The car smashes against some walkers, leaving them to become one with the asphalt. "Aw, why are they still alive? I totally just k-o'ed them." Jaebum scoffs, grumbling to himself. "From knowledge, Rick Grimes figured out that you have to eliminate their brain." Helen states, pondering for a moment as she reaches for her can of fanta. "Where the fuck did you get that?" Jaebum frowns, looking behind him for a second. "Please, I stock up on this shit. You think I'm gonna drink water straight away?" 

"Well, yeah that's what I was thinking."

"Surprise, you were incorrect."

---

"Well fuck, my shoe is all squishy now." A certain grey haired boy says with disgust, nudging the dead walker with his dirty shoe. "Its not the end of the world, Tae!" 

"Technically, Hoseok, it is." Mumbled a black haired guy, "Don't be a debbie downer, Yoongs! I'm certain that everything will be fine as soon as we reach that shopping place!" Hoseok throws an arm over the shorter, petite boys shoulder. 

Taehyung sighs, running his long fingers through his dyed grey hair. "According to this map, we should be reaching the place with no issue in like, I dunno, 4 hours?" 

"Wouldn't it be just so helpful if we had a car right about now," Yoongi narrows his eyes at Taehyung who simply puts his hands up in defense, "Hey, it wasn't really my fault."

"Oh yeah, it wasn't your fault that you crashed the damn car." Yoongi scowls, kicking a rock. "It really wasn't, Hoseok scared the shit out of me and I swerved the walkers." Taehyung defends himself, adjusting the shotgun hanging off his shoulder. "Let's not argue, guys! It's bringing a very negative vibe to our little trio, and I don't think that's too helpful right now." Hoseok beams. 

---
3 days prior

"Fuck, fuck, fuck... This wasn't supposed to happen, oh fuck-" Namjoon cries, kicking his desk in frustration. Screens lined the walls, showing the man the destruction he unintentionally caused. "I shouldn't have gone to make coffee.. Fuck, why am I such an idiot?" 

"Namjoon? Namjoon, are you there?" A familiar voice echoes through the quiet space. Namjoon's eyes widen, as he scrambles towards the walkie talkie. "Jimin! Oh thank god, you're alive- Are you safe? Where are you?"

"Calm down Joonie, I'm fine. I'm with a couple of friends, Moonbyul and Seokjin."

At least he's safe.

---

As the original group pulled into the parking lot of the quiet store, an eerie mood fell upon them. "I don't know about this, Jaebum. It doesn't feel right.." Bambam mumbles, preparing to unbuckle his seat belt. "We can't tell if its safe or not without looking at it. El, you're with me. We'll scout out the area before letting you guys know if its clear. Bam, stay in the car. Kook, Yug, be ready to fight if any unwelcome visitors show up." Jaebum grabs his backpack, leaning back to kiss Bambam's forehead, before opening his door and jumping out. Yugyeom turns his head to the younger girl, worry etched onto his features. "Be safe, please." He whispers almost too quietly, his finger lightly touching the tattoo on her wrist, the same exact one he has. "I will be, don't worry Yug, I'll be back soon. I love you."

"I love you too."

A grin crosses her face as she moves out of the four wheel drive. 

Soon.