"so, here's the plan."
Taeyong pulls out a blank paper and a red pen. he maps it out on the bed and then turns on a light. "I didn't need to draw it out but now I should in order to explain it to you." he says.
"There is very few infected on this floor, so walking out of this room shouldn't need to be talked about." He draws out the distance to exit. "Then we will go out through there." He continues to show me how we will plan on escaping through the back and it will lead us to the highway, where we will walk north."
"Thats it."
"Thats it?" I repeat.
"Yep. Its not a maze, Jiwon."
I clear my throat as I push myself up. my legs are still shaking but I feel neutral. Taeyong sits on the bed wondering my next move. "Im going to.. walk outside."
"No. You shouldn't." He stops me. "What wrong? This floor doesn't have any infected."
"You know what your doing. Its best to just let go of him."
I avoid eye contact with him. I mean, its the truth, but I know staring down the elevator tunnel will only destroy me more.
"Come on, we should get some sleep." He unbuttons his shirt suddenly and slinks under the covers. My face heats up at the sudden flash of abs. Am i supposed to sleep i the same bed with him? "Hurry up." He mumbles from the other side of the bed. "O-Oh.."
I flip the blanket up and lay on the right side of the tiny bed. It gets really quiet once he turns of the light. I hear distinctive breathing.
I try and sleep but I cant. for the next 20 minutes I think about absolutely nothing. I shift my body to the other side, so im not facing taeyongs bare back.
"Whats your story?" I ask, not really expecting him to answer.
"I dont have one. go to sleep." I pick at my nails in the awkward silence. I found it funny how difficult it was to sleep when I actually wanted to.
He then turns to face me. "I remember when the streets were filled with people. Everyone was normal and happy, and then you would see only a day later that half of them were insane. It was a fucking nightmare to go outside. Now its just empty and dark and left with a few roaming around."
I guess I was lucky enough to be around when it was empty and dark. walking outside with Yoonoh wasn't that intense.
"Everyone has lost someone right now. We all have shit to be guilty about, so I dont really care enough to feel bad for myself in these times." My eye contact with him stays srtong.
"You lost someone?"
"Yeah. Everyone. My family and my friends.. If they arent gone there probably suffering somewhere right now." He strangely laughs, probably to make himself feel better.
In the shitty mood, and the warm air, I lean over and softly plant my lips on his. he doesn't hesitate, or push me back. His hands slowly wrap around my face, and he kisses me back.
Why am I doing this? Your boyfriend just died, and your gonna smash some random guy that takes you in? Is this what I want?
In less than a few seconds, his flushed face is buried in my neck while he plays with my hair. Faint moans slip out my mouth as his pressure on sucking my neck increases, and I hear him taking off his belt.
What is wrong with me?
This apocalypse shit really has you fucking delusional, Jiwon.
