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jeongguk's heart is thumping in his chest so loudly, he feels like the others can hear it. they're on their way back to the neighborhood, speeding past the dead. there's a heavy feeling in his gut, and he's scared to think of the worst. maybe if you hadn't left. . .
"they're fine, you'll see," seokjin tries to comfort the anxious boy next to him, trying to maintain his own concern at the thought of little duck being in any danger.
jeongguk looks at him and nods, though he's not at any rest. it takes forever to reach the neighborhood, and when they do, it's nearly impossible to drive through the hordes of the dead. the raven looks at the houses, seeing the opened doors and blood stained windows. please be safe taehyung.
"we get off and look for survivors. there are cars in the garages, fill them up, don't leave anyone behind!" sooyoung yells at them, loading her gun as she opens her door and begins shooting at the crowd.
everyone else follows, and jeongguk can only see red as he swings his bat, crushing skulls and running to the house where taehyung is at. he finds relief as he sees the closed door, so he opens it as fast as he can and closes it behind him. the house is empty, he can only hear his breathing.
with each step, something eerie settles in the air. he climbs the glass stairs, hands tightening around the bat. every door is closed, except the one that was their room. jeongguk pauses, his breathing becomes uneven as he steps into the room.
there's blood everywhere. the bed. the walls. the curtains, one is torn down. the carpet. no, no, no! jeongguk opens the door to the bathroom and almost wants to cry out as he sees what's in front of him. there's a body in the bathtub. he can't see their face, only a hand is visible as it dangles over the rim. but it's not that that makes jeongguk fall to his knees.
it's taehyung's watch.
his tears form in the corners of his eyes as an indescribable feeling surges over his body. his mouth is agape, hands on the floor as he starts hyperventilating. this is all his fault, taehyung is dead because of him. if only jeongguk had stayed by his side, if only— if only. he can't bear the image anymore, he leaves the room.
seokjin is in the bottom floor, and when he catches sight of jeongguk, the older knows it's too late. "hey, you ok?"
"he's dead."
that would only mean one thing. duck was also dead. seokjin looks away, tightening his jaw as he blinks away tears. "ok, ok. we need to go," he pulls jeongguk back outside, the two pushing off zombies and getting back into the car.
only 3 survivors are saved.
they drive out of the neighborhood, zombies following them as they drive to nowhere. it's silent in the cars. no one says anything. there's nothing to say. but one thing was for sure, sooyoung had said it over the radios.
"there are traitors between us. whoever hijacked the metal box that opened the gates had the intention to let the dead in. so they better start praying they're already dead, because i will kill whoever remains."
that boiled jeongguk's blood. the fact that someone in the cars could've been the traitor, the reason for taehyung's death. . .
his phone rings. it's a message from jimin.
jeongguk's heart stops.
a/n with all this free time, i'm really starting to get back into writing! i'm really excited for the next chapter :))))) thank you for all the support so far, i love you all🥰 (also, do you think jk will continue being an ass after this? or will he finally let his true feelings seep through?) (ALSO, you'll find more about why jeongguk feels the way he does about the rich in upcoming chapters)
