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taehyung - request (pt 3)

IT'S THE APOCALYPSE, BITCHES

-apocalypse!au featuring seven adorable hunks requested by tykamin

You're awoken by a sulking Jimin, the older complaining in harsh whispers about how ridiculously hard you are to wake up. Stifling your giggles, you apologise profusely, blowing him air kisses as he shakes his head with a fond smile and goes back to sleep, grateful for the rest after his two hours of night watch.

You yawn, rubbing at your eyes tiredly. A gasp falls from your chapped lips when you realise that you have literally been sleeping on top of Taehyung, your arm thrown around his waist to hold him close to you and your leg in between his, head nestled gently between his shoulder and chin. How you didn't notice this during your interaction with Jimin baffles you.

Wincing as you slowly escape his hold, you prop yourself up using your elbows, puffing out your cheeks. He whines in slight discomfort, the lack of you warmth becoming noticeable. You press your hand to his head, carding your fingers through the soft locks of his hair. He calms down, breathing evening out as he falls back into a deep sleep, lips pushing out into a pout.

You sigh and gently remove your hand, sitting yourself up properly to examine your surroundings. You immediately tilt your head back to admire the sky, noticing how the deep and captivating midnight blue of it has lightened into a lazy grey, the colours of the sunrise beginning to bleed out into the clouds.

It's breathtaking, you muse, forcing yourself to tear your eyes away from it.

Narrowing your gaze, you do a quick scan of the trees and bushes, lingering on a few suspicious moving shadows. After perceiving the shadows as harmless, you take a deep breath in, sighing in relief when you can't pick up the slightest hint of rot in the air.

A smile of content blooms on your face as you hop over to Jin's bag, excited to get started on breakfast.

Your two hours of night watch are over before you know it, eight bowls of freshly made porridge greeting the boys as they slowly shake themselves awake, groggily thanking you for the food with loose hugs and forehead kisses.

Taehyung plops himself beside you, oddly quiet as he eats his food with a gentle smile. You finish your bowl and kiss him on the cheek, mumbling a good morning to him. He only chuckles, winking as you collect everyone's dishes.

A few minutes later and Namjoon's leading the next part of the trip, happily humming to himself as everyone follows behind him, both you and Taehyung manning the back.

He's jittery, you notice as his red-from-irritation eyes scan everything surrounding him with worry. He nibbles at his bottom lip, biting down so hard that he manages to draw a little blood. Wincing yourself, you look up to see the older unfazed, simply running his tongue over it before nibbling at it again.

"You're shaking," you point out, grabbing his shaking hand and holding it in both of yours as he flicks his gaze to you, features softening upon the sight of your caring smile.

"I know, I'm sorry. I just had a fucked up dream last night and it's just been bugging me since then," he confesses, using his other hand to scratch the back of his head. Fixing him with a reassuring look, you lift his hand to your lips, placing the lightest of kisses on the skin.

"It was just a dream, Taehyung-ah. Everything will be fi—why'd we stop?"

You furrow your brows, looking towards the front with your lips pressed in a thin line. Namjoon breathes heavily, his hand held out in warning as everyone waits silently for him to speak up. Taehyung visibly gulps, gun already in hand, his finger hovering over the trigger as a thin sheet of sweat runs down his face.

"Fuck," Namjoon swears, turning to you guys with panic dancing dangerously in his eyes. "They're here. The fucking Savages are here."

Taehyung growls under his breath, pulling you behind him as you ready your own gun, loading it as quickly as you can. Immediately after doing so, you brace yourself, leaning against Taehyung's back for support. He heaves in air, aiming his gun at the trees.

"Taehyung," you start, knowing that whatever he was talking about before has to do with this. He lets a shudder run through him, paling at the thought.

"I dreamt of this," he spits out. "Everything is the exact same but I don't know how it ends. And that's fucking terrifying."

You're about to reply but your eyes catch the first Savage, crawling through the trees. Jungkook's gun goes off, his aim impeccable as the first one goes down. The Savage's (second) death, however, alerts the attention of everyone else waiting to take a bite out of you guys.

They hobble towards your group, teeth bared and moans deafening.

Taehyung shakily raises his gun, shooting as the guys do the same, faces set with determination. You, however, focus on killing any that they miss, switching between focusing on your side and using the boys as your shield so you can fire on theirs.

"There's only a few left, we can handle this!" You yell, switching your gun for a dagger. Yoongi takes off ahead of you, slicing into a Savage, smiling when you come in from behind and take off its head. Looking over your shoulder, you're relieved to see Taehyung back into his flow, stabbing into Savages like it's nothing, an eerie smile of satisfaction gracing his features.

Breathing heavily, you swing your dagger into the chest of a Savage, watching as it falls to the ground, black stuff oozing out of its chest. Groaning, you pull your dagger out, wiping the blood onto the grass before returning the dagger to its holster.

"Is everyone okay?" Jimin calls out, wiping some of the black stuff off his face with a grimace. You nod, looking around to see all seven boys cleaning off muck from various body parts. No-one seems to be visibly injured, you note.

"This shit's nasty," Jungkook curses, gagging as he shakes it off his arm. Jin makes a sound of disapproval and takes his shoe off, throwing it at the younger.

"Watch your fucking language!" Jin yells, unaware of what he's just done. Everyone stares at him in disbelief, Jungkook face palming himself.

Finally, you all start walking again, Taehyung staying back to tie his shoelaces. You wait a few meters ahead to keep an eye on him and the group moving rapidly in front of you.

Taehyung lifts the leg of his pants up, cursing softly at the bite throbbing on his ankle.

"Taehyung!" You call, waving your hands impatiently. He offers you a smile and quickly rolls his pant leg down, tying his shoelaces up before running to catch up.

"I'm coming!"