hyun cha x reader

Lets survive.

"Excuse me..."
Huh? You swore you heard something but it might have just been your mind acting up again. You opened your eyes to see that boy from the 11th floor. You sit up from the bed you were in and look at him. He covered in scuffs and cuts. After a moment of silence you hold out your hand
     "Hi there," you say with a slight smile, rubbing the back of your head with your other hand. He was taken back for a second, but he shook your hand and looked away. You could swear he was blushing. "Well? What's your name emo boy!" You tried to make the best of this situation but you were still scared shitless about what happened earlier. You could hear a faint mumble from the frail boy. Your expression softened. "Hey, sorry I'm kinda loud, you don't have to tell me your name. It's ok," you chuckled. "For now at least." You pat his head as he looks back up, the faint redness on his face was more visible. You had to admit, he was quite adorable in this e-boy way.
     "My name is H-Hyun.." the boy suddenly said as he gripped the bed sheets. You blinked in surprise, you didn't actually expect him to answer. You gave a big smile.
      "Well, it's nice to meet you, Hyun!" He smiled back at you slightly. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door , you reached for your small pocket knife, but you remembered you lost it back when you saw that beast. The door swung open and there stood two people, a girl with short, hazel colored hair, holding a spiked bat, and a man with spiky, black hair, glasses, and a samurai sword. Where the hell did he get that? The girl looked at you with confusion in her eyes. She walked over towards the bed and leaned over next to you. Awkward. She grunted and crossed her arms, turning towards Hyun.
      "So, is she infected?" Hyun shrugged. What was that supposed to mean? Does it mean you're turning into a.. monster? You cleared your throat, "I'm not. I haven't shown any signs-" you say that but you don't even know what 'a sign' is. She held her barbed wire baseball bat towards you and looked you up and down. She lowered the bat and sighed. "We better get you a weapon if you want to survive." That word rung in your ears like a bell.
                           Survive.