Namjoon and Jin had left the facility and were driving around the outskirts of the city. "Where are we going?" Namjoon asks Jin who was operating the car. "No fucking clue. I'm serious. I don't kno- no no no NOO, FUCK!" Jin shouted as the cars engine spluttered and trudged to a stop.
"You didn't fill up your fucking car?!" Jin shouted. "Hey! At least I had a car to get us this far!" Namjoon retaliated. "Doesn't matter, now we might as well ring the dinner bell!" Jin raised his voice louder than Namjoons.
"I can't belie-"
"Shut the fuck up!" Jin hushed Joon.
"Don't tell me to-" Namjoon was stopped by June hand across his lips. "Backseat, now!" He ordered.
There were two people approaching the car and when Namjoon seen this he scrambled into the back seat. Jin followed and lay on top of the scientist before throwing a black blanket over the two.
"Jin I cant fucking breath!" Namjoon whisper shouted. "Neither can I! Just-"
The argument was silenced by the car door opening. "This ones empty but it's got dice on the mirror." A voice said. "Yeah but yet licence plate doesn't say fresh." Another voice said.
"Binch, did you really just make a Fresh Prince of Bel-Air joke? When the world is going to shit?" The first voice says. "Just put the gas in the tank and let's go."
The two brainiacs lay in the back of the car listening to the two men's mundane conversation. "Where are we going Kook?" The voice spoke up again. "Look at what I circled on the map." 'Kook' said.
After a pause and a rustle of what was the map the second boy spoke up. "Where is this?" He said sounding concentrated. "That is a massive house in top of the highest mountain outside the city."
After an while of listening to the nonstop theatrics of the two boys that revealed their names as Jungkook and Taehyung, the car stopped and the two boys got out and slammed the doors shut.
"We need to get the fuck out of here." Jin spoke first as he removed himself from on top of Namjoon, allowing them to sit behind the two front seats and peer after the boys.
They watch as the two boys approach a zombie from the back and shoot it as the doors to the house opened. There was a brief conversation held before the owner of the house stepped aside and let the two guys in.
"I am so relieved though, let's go knock the door." Namjoon suggests. "Are you fucking nuts? We don't know those three guys. They could literally kill us." Jin remarked.
They get out the car and find themselves gravitating toward the door anyway. Instead of knocking the two stare at it. "Let's just try the door handle." Namjoon proposes. "For a scientist, you're quite stupid. He's not going to leave the-"
Namjoon turned the handle silently and walks in. "I take it back, they're the idiots, not you." Jin corrects quietly and follows Namjoon.
Once inside they complete the task the owner should have done by locking the door. They sneak down the west wing of the building and into an empty room off the corridor.
"We we'll hold up here for a while until we know we can trust these people."Namjoon tells Jin. Jin finally agrees with something Namjoon has said and he gives a smirk.
Jin opens the door of a huge walk in closet and points inside. "We hear a noise we go in here." He adds to the plan.
"Hey this thing locks." Namjoon says observing the key hole that is in the door of the wooden door to the wall in wardrobe.
The doctor skims the room and sees a key residing on the dresser. Once tested, their plan was formed. Stake out these three guys and make themselves know when the time is right.
Fool proof....right?
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Fanfiction**BTS/THE WALKING DEAD AU** A scientist. A rapper. A soldier. A doctor. A rich aristocrat and two university students. What are their chances at surviving the zombie apocalypse? 1:100,000,000? Maybe this could be that 1.