The zombie apocalypse didn't cross Jungkook's mind until he saw his classmate biting a chunk out of his history teacher. Confused and scared, Jungkook has to fight for his life in a world roamed by the living and the dead.
WARNING!!
Taekook meet in...
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I suggest you listen to Labyrinth's 'still don't know my name', while reading this chapter.
⚠️WARNING! ⚠️
Raven coloured lashes brushed against pink cheeks, and rose coloured lips parted to release a soft snore. A barely audible squeak danced through the air and laid a gentle kiss bellow Jungkook's ear. His lips smacked shut and brows furrowed, creating a small crease underneath his brown fringe.
Silence followed after the first squeak- smoothening out Jungkook's forehead and causing him to sink further into his dreams. Obsidian eyes watched Jungkook's chest rise and fall as small breaths slipped past his lips. A perfectly shaped brow rose and plump lips twitched into a victorious smile at the sight of Jungkook relaxing into the bed.
Brushing a hand through his raven locks, Taehyung carefully turned around to face the exit of the cell, and began to tiptoe over to it. Each step was perfectly placed in order to not create a sound and accidentally wake Jungkook up. Even though the pair had agreed that Taehyung wouldn't wander around at night and would get more sleep, Taehyung just couldn't fall asleep and didn't want to spend the entire night tossing and turning in the stiff bed.
Instead of doing just that, Taehyung broke the deal they had made and tried to sneak out of their shared cell. Unfortunately, Jungkook never revealed when he had woken up, but Taehyung guessed it was from the sound of him sliding the cell door open.
Long fingers wrapped around the metal bars of the cell and tugged the door open slowly. But it turns out, the slower you pull it open, the louder noise it makes.
A loud creaked echoed throughout the eerily silent prison, the creak bounced off of the walls of the prison and filled each cell, making its occupants shift in their beds. Taehyung stood frozen in the doorway- his face pale and eyes wide. He didn't dare to turn around to see if Jungkook had awoken, but judging by the soft squeak of his bed and an aggravated huff, Taehyung had a small hunch.
"You fucking liar!" Jungkook's lip curled into a sneer and hand grabbed his duvet to throw it off. His puffy eyes glared into Taehyung's broad back as he slipped off the bed and crossed his arms over his chest.
Taehyung eyed the prison nervously in case someone else had awakened before whirling around on his heel and approaching a messy haired Jungkook with a nervous smile, "Uhm, keep your voice down please." Taehyung raised his hands in surrender and spoke calmly, as if Jungkook was an angered animal who would rip his head off any second.
Yet Taehyung's cautiousness only seemed to push Jungkook into a state of disbelief, "Fuck off." Jungkook hissed, raising his hand and smacking Taehyung's own hands away.
Taehyung winced with a sigh and dropped his hands to his sides, he pursued his lips and stared down at Jungkook with a frown, "Alright, little brat, don't smack my hands away. Show some respect fo-"
