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as they ascend down into the drains, taehyung can't help but think of how crazy this all is. he would've never imagined himself in this situation: a little kid strapped to his back, and jeon watching him hit the bottom of the ladder, joining the three people that were waiting for the rest.
"duck gets hurt and you're zombie bait kid," the hyung warns, making taehyung cower down, subconsciously grabbing duck's shoe clad foot.
what is up with people wanting to use me as bait? taehyung makes eye contact with jeon once the raven is on the ground, but quickly shifts his eyes to the front once he starts to feel his cheeks burn up.
once everyone is knee deep into the murky waters, they start venturing into the unknown, flashlights shining in every dark corner. taehyung is in the middle of the group, jeon right behind him, and the hyung is at the very front, making army technique hand motions that taehyung doesn't understand. he wouldn't enlist in the army now, and he was thankful ( of course, he knew how much participating in defending ones country meant ). taehyung wasn't strong, or fast, or agile. he was clumsy, scared, and had severe anxiety that surprisingly hadn't kicked it.
"so what's your name?" a girl with braided dark hair and dark melanin comes up to him, holding a fireplace poker.
taehyung looks at her, and then back at jeon before answering her, "taehyung."
"i'm claudia, foreign exchange student from germany. but as you can see, my family is from south africa," she points to her dark complexion and smirks.
taehyung gives her a smile, "i've met foreign people from south africa, in fact, my father—"
jeon clears his throat.
oh.
"he wanted to go there one of these summers, but we were having financial problems and now. . . the zombie apocalypse intervened," he switches up his story with ease, pushing duck's hand away from his face.
claudia shakes her head, "shit man. were you in uni too?"
taehyung nods, "i study videography and photography with jeongguk," he motions to the latter behind him.
claudia glances at him, and then back at taehyung. "he seems like a dick," she inches closer to taehyung and whispers. taehyung giggles, fucking giggles, in the zombie apocalypse, and that irks jeon.
