ChokedByRoses
Han Jisung survived the end of the world through sheer dumb luck, an alarming amount of confidence, and the survival instinct of a cockroach. He's loud, chaotic, and absolutely terrified... but he'll never admit it. Instead, he cracks jokes, makes terrible decisions, and treats every near-death experience like a personal challenge.
Lee Minho survived because he's competent. Cold, quiet, and terrifyingly efficient, he moves through the ruins like a ghost, leaving nothing but dead infected in his wake. He doesn't need anyone. He doesn't want anyone.
When a chance encounter forces them together, it's a disaster waiting to happen.
Jisung talks too much.
Minho says too little.
Jisung laughs in the face of danger.
Minho is the danger.
Jisung wears his heart on his sleeve.
Minho buried his years ago.
But somehow... impossibly... it works.
What starts as reluctant tolerance becomes uneasy partnership. Partnership becomes trust. Trust becomes dependence. And dependence becomes something neither of them is brave enough to name.
Because in a world where tomorrow isn't guaranteed, getting attached is a death sentence.
And yet.
Jisung can't stop trying to make Minho smile. Minho can't stop saving Jisung's life. They move through a wasteland of infected and hostile survivors and impossible odds, and somewhere along the way, they start to feel like home to each other.
But home is dangerous.
Especially when one of them would burn the world down for the other.
Especially when one of them is already planning to.
A story about surviving the apocalypse with a sarcastic menace, a stoic badass, too many close calls, unresolved feelings, found family, and the terrifying realization that losing each other might hurt more than the end of the world itself.
In a world full of monsters, the scariest thing of all is caring.
Or: Jisung is a disaster. Minho is annoyed. Everyone is going to die. But at least they'll die together.