Zombie Tingz - BTS OT7

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^me seeing the yumming visuals in dynamite

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He started with an apology. It was best that way.

Jeongguk forgave him. He wasn't the type to hold grudges. Plus, it was Hoseok's fault as well, and if he was able to forgive Hoseok, then he should be able to forgive Jimin. And although they were cool now, everything still felt tense. Namjoon and Jin did not like what happened, but could be understanding. But they were still weary of Hoseok and Jimin (mostly Jimin.) As for Yoongi, he kept his distance, but made sure that Jimin wasn't up to anything else.

"Well, today has been quite eventful." Seokjin sighs out as he plops in the massage chair. They've all been searching for and packing needed supplies such as food and aid kits. They also found herbal teas and such.

"We still have a while until we get to the camp, though. We should get going soon." Namjoon announces, adjusting the bag on his back.

Taehyung, who was practically attached to both Jeongguk and Hoseok, nods in agreement. "The faster we get there, the quicker we can get the help we need. Plus, Yeontan really needs a veterinarian." He glances down at dog who lays on the ground, licking the bandages on his injured foot.

"You're worried about the dog but what about me?" Jeongguk pouts with does eyes. "My back hurts from sleeping in a car for years."

"Stop being dramatic," Hoseok mumbles while pressing a kiss to the shell of his ear. His hands then come up to massage the boy's shoulders.

Jimin glances at the trio, and then glances at Namjoon and Seokjin who had begun talking. He sighs, adjusting his gun holster before deciding to sing.

"Lonelyyyyy...I'm Mr. Lonelyyyyy....I have nobody-"

"I guess I'm just a ghost lol." Min Yoongi exaggerates a sigh, purposely brushing his shoulder against Jimin's as he saunters by. For a second, Jimin secretly wished he was in some cheesy, romantic comedy AU where he falls for the sarcastic and bad emo boy who rides a motorcycle to school. He could see himself as a book worm, the nice guy that everyone knows of, and he'd somehow fall for the strange emo bad boy's sarcastic and lazy charms.

"You good bro?" Namjoon's chuckling tone brings him out of his weird little head.

"I'm alright. Peachy. Lovely. Wonderful. Astronomical."

"Just say you were gaydreaming and move on!" Jiwoo laughs out loud. A strawberry blush rises on Jimin's cheeks. He pretends to be busy with cleaning his guns.

"So what do ya' say, Joonie?" Seokjin continues his conversation with Namjoon with a cheeky smile. His eyes were lit up with a mischievous sparkle. "You massage my back, I'll massage yours."

Namjoon can't help but break a smile. "Since when do you call me 'Joonie.?'"

"Shut up and massage my back," Jin huffs in false annoyance. "My old ass back is tangled in knots."

Namjoon shrugs with a smile but nods, setting down his backpack by the broken massage chair. Yoongi glances over at him with a curious look.

"I thought we were leaving?" He questions with a slight frown.

"I'm going to give Seokjin a massage first. Sitting in a car for hours can take a toll on your back." Namjoon answers and Yoongi nods, his gaze lingering a bit on Namjoon's face.

"Have fun," he says while wiggling his eyebrows and smiling.

Namjoon rolls his eyes and flips him off. Seokjin suddenly grabs his hand and drags him out of the main lobby. Just as Namjoon is about to question where he's being taken, Seokjin stops in front of a room.