After successfully getting Jungkook off of him, Jimin sat up, stretching his achy muscles, groaning in satisfaction.
Blushing, he remembered what had happened last night.
"How did I let that happen?" Jimin said to himself, wondering why he let that happen.
How did I just let that happen?
I can't be feeling things that aren't there, that don't exist.
At this point, Jimin was worrying about catching feelings for the undead being.
He knew he shouldn't be, but he was. He knew he had to stop these feelings, halt them in there tracks, but some part of him was telling him -no, urging him to recognize these unwanted feelings, hoping they would stop if he just ignored them, left them to deminish, disintegrate.
But would the zombie let that happen?
"Chimmie..." Jimin hear Tae chirp first thing.
"Tae, can't you just say good morning like a normal person?" Jimin whined, Tae's positive attitude was hurting his just awoken brain.
"No. Because then I'd be just like you. And one of us has to be the happy one, or at least lighten the mood." Tae responded, opening Jimin's tent from the outside.
"I am a happy person!" Jimin barked at the remark Tae had made.
"No, you aren't. Not with that attitude and sour look on your face." Tae said, proving the point that Jimin couldn't put on a happy facade even if he wanted.
"Hey... Tae," Jimin began "Where is Minha? I've got something to ask her."
"Oh, she's making us breakfast." Tae spoke, nodding hisss head in Minha's direction outside the tent where Jimin and Jungkook laid.
"I see you two had a good time last night. Didn't think you'd give in so easily." Tae spoke again, making his famous pervy face yet again.
"TAEHYUNG. We did not, nor will we ever do anything. Furthermore, I have no feelings for this undead being here." Jimin said, angered at Tae not letting up with his jokes.
Jimin had said this out loud as a way to try and distinguish these still unknown feelings and thoughts exuding from his mind and heart.
"Yeah yeah. But you've gotta admit, there's something hiding behind all that toughness you put up." Tae said, turning around and leaving.
As soon as that conversation had finished, Jimin hurried and got out of his sleeping bag, question burning to be asked in his mind.
"Minha?" Jimin called out, hoping she'd respond to the call.
And thankfully she did.
"Yes?" She'd said, extinguishing the fire from the pit so as not to burn the eggs and other things she'd cooked for the boys.
"I have a question. I wanted to ask you, because you might know more about it than me." Jimin said, hopeful look hanging on his face.
"Ok. Shoot." Minha said, keeping it nice and short. Handing the boys their plates, she sat down once again and faced Jimin, ready to listen.
"Ok... so," Jimin began, looking towards Taehyung for any sort of joke he might pull. Receiving none, he began.
"Last night, I was in my sleeping bag, ready to sleep... but all of a sudden, the zombie sat up on top of me, looking down at him," He began, remembering last night's events.
Expecting a reaction from Tae but never getting one, he continues "And I didn't fight it. But what shocked me the most was that the zombie almost kissed me... then I felt something, kind of like a heartbeat?" Jimin finished, already red as a tomato remembering everything.
Shocked looks on everyones faces, Jimin wonders where the zombie was, but then he thinks of the tent and how he could still be in there.
Just staring up at nothing, most likely.
Jimin was very shocked by everything, but had to get his head in the game for their expedition to find what they'd been looking for.
Maybe there, they'd find the reason why Minha was similar to Jungkook.
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So?
Please tell me your thoughts and opinions.
I'll definitely include some Jikook later in the story, so don't give up hope.
Plus I got a cold sore, and I'm getting better.
Till the next💜💜
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Zombie (Jikook)(COMPLETED)
RomancePlot: Jimin has been living in a post-apocalyptic world, fighting off zombies threatening to overtake his sanctuary ever since he can remember. But one night, he and his friends go on a little voyage, far beyond what is considered legal in the time...
