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a large amount of the army has barricaded the eastern part of busan, with day and night shifts of soldiers and civilians shooting at the dead. taehyung and jeon are confided inside a small cubicle, amongst other people. the brunette thought jeon would separate from him, but he was proven wrong when the younger asked for a single room for the two of them.
he was currently laying on the bed, perhaps the most comfortable thing the raven has slept on. taehyung was sitting on the floor, head resting against the foot of the bed, dialing his mom and dad continuously but receives no answers.
"hey mom, it's me. i'm fine, still in busan, uh, when you see this please call back, or send a message. i love you," taehyung ends the call and puts his phone done, letting it charge peacefully.
jeon stirs on the bed, letting out a yawn whilst stretching out his limbs. taehyung peeks at him, quickly looking away when they make eye contact. "have you contacted your mom?" taehyung asks, playing with his fingers.
"mm, yeah. she's still in seoul."
taehyung hums in response. he stands up and gets his backpack, unzipping it and pulling out a fresh set of clothes alongside his hygienic bag, "i'm gonna go shower, there's a pack of ramen in my bag if you want some."
jeon gives him a thumbs up. taehyung leaves the cubicle and steps out into the hallway. there's people roaming around, a guard placed at the end of each hallway and on the elevators. taehyung warily makes his way to the public restroom, where there's four showers available. luckily, none are being used at the moment. he can't lock the doors, which makes his undress inside the shower room. the only thing keeping him safe is the curtain.
trying not to overthink, he begins scrubbing at his skin, getting rid of any crusted blood that might've gotten on him. the small strawberry shampoo is more than enough for this day, he tries not to use too much. who knows how long they'll be here for. this has to be the shortest shower taehyung has ever taken, but the hot water runs out in five minutes and is replaced by burning cold water that makes him yelp, quickly turning the dial off.
after drying and dressing himself, taehyung stands in the mirror and brushes out his hair, which needs a trim as it now reaches his eyebrows.
"how'd you escape the z's?" an unknown man asks him, settling next to him and pulling out a hair dye box.
taehyung looks at him through the mirror, "i don't know. someone's been helping me."
