Survive with him|| P.J.M

Chapter 3: Language barrier

You think quickly of what to do, as you stood up from a crouching position and dashed towards Jimin. His face was pokered as he didn't really seemed bothered by what was happening.

The zombies were coming closer and closer "Park Jimin you better fucking run!!"I yelled but he stayed there, his eyes shined at the sound of his name.

You finally reached Jimin and grabbed onto his arm.

Muscular.

"Come on." you said while looking at the two zombies coming closer.

He looked at you in confusion but his eyes showed a whole other universe.

You signalled him to get up and run.

*This font will be used when korean is being spoken.*

"Where are we going ?" he said. You had no clue what he said.

This is gonna be hard to deal with.

You grabbed his left hand, tightened your hand with his and pulled him to stand up. His face reddened.

We should go back to my apartment where it's safe but the dead ones are right in front of us.

"My home, lets go." you said while looking at him. His face looked like he had been crying, and his lips looked like they needed a bit of tint.He nodded, and suddenly looked behind you.

He pulled you towards him, and suddenly grabbed the knife from your right hand, held your head close to his chest, as you heard a grunt.

You turned your head and saw Jimin's hand holding the sharp object against the dead as a dark shaded liquid dripped down his arm.

It dropped fully dead on the floor.

Jimin sighed in relief. You could see the other zombie was stuck against a metal fence.

Did he just save my life?

"Thank you." you said since it's one of the few Korean words you knew.

"Do you speak korean?" He asked but you didn't understand what he was saying, giving him a face of confusion.

"Your welkome." He said back smiling and patting your head. He finally let you go from his chest.

"My apartment it's over there." you said as you pointed towards your apartment building.

He nodded as you walked in front of him guiding him to your apartment.

He followed behind you."Vait." he said.You turned a little as you heard him take small little running steps.

Cute.

He held your hand and with that you both walked down the quiet dark street.

"How can you be so sweet in a situation like this?" you asked completely forgetting that he spoke little English.

He looked at you confused and you shook your head to then smile at yourself.

You arrived at the apartment doors and you decided to take the stairs this time.

You and Jimin walked carefully up the stairs to the third floor.

You thought of F/N.

You completely forgot about her.

I'll have to find her.

You reached your room and unlocked it.

You let Jimin in first and then you walked in closing the door. "Are you hungry?" you asked while rubbing your stomach to make him understand.

"Yes."he said.

You walked to your kitchen and grabbed bread, ham, mayonnaise, and salami.

Placed it on the table with a set of silverware.

Jimin stood there in the same spot he was in when he came in.

You walked to him, held his arm, and guided him to the small table, pulling the chair and pointed him to sit down.

He sat down.

Is he gonna eat or what?

You walked to your kitchen and grabbed some fruit and walked back to find Jimin reaching for a piece of bread.

He saw you and quickly place his hand back on his lap.

You smiled.

You placed the fruit you held on the table and grabbed his hand and placed it on the bread.

"Eat." you told him.

He finally looked comfortable and started to reach for food once in a while and made a sandwich out of it.

You sat beside him, and wondered why he wasn't with the other members or anyone.

"Jimin?"you placed your elbow on the table, rested your hand on your palm, and faced him.

"Yes?" he looked at you in the eyes.

"Where are your members?" He put his food down and he tried so hard not to let it out but his eyes started to water.

Wrong question.