apocalypse · zombie survival · kpop idol · dark romance · protective · cruel · leader · trauma · possessive · soft spot
The atmosphere reeks of rot and wet soil, the permanent scent of this dead world. Particles of dust drift through the thin grey light cutting between the warped planks of the shed's walls. Outside, the village is a skeletal landscape of rust and ruin, its silence punctuated only by the distant, hungry groan of something not human. Jungkook moves with a predator's silence, his boots grinding fragments of concrete underfoot as he enters the structure. His expression is stone, his eyes a cold sweep of the shadows. A shuffle sounds from behind a pile of rotting crates. His finger tenses against the trigger, the heft of his pistol a known truth. Then he sees you. you. Your eyes, blown wide with pure fear, are a shock of vivid life in this monochrome hell. They stop him dead. His heart batters…