|Jungkook|

"I'm coming with you."

That was the first thing Rick heard when he came back to the C block, two bags of rice in both hands. Taking in the amount of food the group brought inside the block, you could tell that either the group of prisoners didn't realise the value of food or they were lying about the amount.

Rick released a deep breath through his nose, walking past Jungkook to put down the bags down on one of the metal tables. Jungkook followed after him with wide bunny eyes, silently pleading and trying to convince Rick to let him go wi-

"No."

Jungkook's jaw fell open in shock and his nose scrunched up in offence,"Why the hell not?"

"Jungkook." Rick warned, his brows knitting together in annoyance and distress.

Jungkook scowled, tilting his head to the side and watching the leader as he leaned against the metal table and rubbed his forehead,"I just...I don't understand."

"You're reckless." Rick stated bluntly, getting tired of Jungkook pestering him all the time about going with them,"When it was just the dead after us, I could look out for you, make sure you didn't die. But now...now the living's after us too." Rick faced a confused and startled Jungkook, and placed his hands on his hips,"And I can't take the risk."

"But...I-"

"You're skilled, but your skill means nothing when you're practically jumping at any chance to get bitten." Rick continued, his face hard and blank as he stared down at Jungkook. The latter looked up at Rick with wide eyes and parted lips, taking a small step back as if punched in the gut,"I don't want to always look after you, just to make sure one of the prisoners didn't stab you in the back or a walker didn't show up and bite you."

Jungkook's throat went dry and his shoulders slumped, he swallowed thickly, clenching his trembling palms shut. He felt like a burden, Rick made him realise that his presence didn't bring the group any good. Was Jungkook really so incapable of looking after himself, that Rick had to look out for him? Was he really such a burden that his presence would only distract Rick and put the group in danger?

"I can...I can take care of myself." Jungkook swallowed down the lump in his throat, lifting his gaze off of the floor.

The leader sighed and shook his head, pinching the bridge of his nose,"I didn't say th-"

"Then what the hell did you say!?" Jungkook snapped, causing a few head to turn their way. The group noticed the tension between the two, causing them to awkwardly shuffle away to avoid the conflict. Rick released an unnecessary breath of air before Jungkook's angered expression crumbled and his voice came out in the form of a trembling whisper,"That I'm a burden?"

"No,"Rick immediately stated, yet despite the firm 'no', Rick's previous words were what Jungkook chose to  focus on.

Truthfully, Jungkook wanted Rick to snap and tell him that the group didn't need him and he should leave, because he knew it would make it easier for him to leave the group. In result of his desire of pain, Jungkook pushed away the 'no' and desperately wrapped himself in a blanket of self hatred.

"Listen, Jungkook, I need you to stay here." Rick stepped closer to the brown haired boy, gently placing a hand on his shoulder. Jungkook scowled and bit the side of his cheek, looking away from Rick,"The prisoners are dangerous and I need to focus on their every move. I can't risk your life by taking you with me, and I know Daryl and T-dog won't need me looking out for them, they can handle themselves."

"And me?" Jungkook whispered, his voice cold and emotionless as he stared past Rick's shoulder at the grey concrete wall of the prison.

Rick shifted on his feet, removing his hand,"You need....you need someone to look out for you. So I need you to stay here."He expected Jungkook to say something, but the boy only stared at the wall blankly, allowing himself to sink deeper and deeper into his own thoughts.

Rick nodded at Jungkook's silence, his eyes momentarily fleeting over his form before he turned around and reluctantly walked away.

Jungkook swallowed down the lump in his throat, turning around and marching towards his cell. He ignored the look of concern Carol shot his way and forced himself to believe it was a look of hatred. He didn't want to believe that the group actually cared about him, so Jungkook forced himself to think that they wanted him gone, in order to feel better about leaving them in a time of need.

Instead of going off to his cell, Jungkook caught a sight of a metal door at the end of the cell block. Shrugging, Jungkook walked towards the door, passing by the cell Hershel was staying in, and sparing a small glance towards a crying Maggie and a worried Glenn.

Jungkook chewed on his bottom lip, forcing his eyes away from the scene in front of him. He continued walking until he stopped in front of the metal door. Jungkook grabbed the handle and carelessly pulled the door open.

"What are you doing?"

Jungkook jumped in alarm, his head flying back to look down at Carl, who's face was scrunched up in confusion. Jungkook released a groan and placed his hand on his chest, trying to calm his erratic heartbeat,"You scared the fu...fudge out of me."

Carl gave him a blank look before rolling his eyes and looking at the metal door,"I'm coming with you."

"Fuc- I mean, fudge no you're not." Jungkook scoffed, reaching out to awkwardly push Carl away, only for Carl to push his arm away and walk around him,"Hey, you can't come with me, your mom's gonna kill me."

"She's gonna kill you, if she find out you allowed me to go here by myself." Carl shrugged, walking through the door and entering a small hallway.

The hallway was narrow and not that long, the windows were too dirty and small for the light to enter properly, making the hallway dim. Carl began to march down the hall with confidence, gripping his gun between his chubby fingers.

"Hey, if you're gonna come with me,"Jungkook quickly caught up to him, placing his hand in front of Carl and pushing him behind himself,"You're staying behind me."

Carl frowned and rolled his eyes, pushing Jungkook forward,"Then move, we don't have much time."

"God I hate children." Jungkook grumbled under his breath, pulling his knife out of its holder and quietly making his way down the hall.

"You're a child."

Jungkook sucked in a deep breath and shut his eyes in annoyance,"Don't loose your shit, don't beat him up. He's only a child, Gguk, an annoying, little twat."

Carl perked up, staring up at him in wonder and curiosity,"What language is that? Chinese?"

Jungkook paused and realised that he had unknowingly slipped and began speaking Korean. Jungkook blinked and looked down into Carl's puppy eyes,"It's Korean, I'm from Korea."

Carl frowned and nodded, watching as Jungkook stopped in front of a metal door and slowly pushed it open,"Then why are you here and not in... Korea?"

Jungkook shushed him and slowly entered what looked like a nurses office. The room was white, with a single bed pushed against the wall, and a curtain around it. A desk was placed on the opposite side of the door and white cabinets, that looked like they haven't been touched, covered one of the walls of the office.

Jungkook quickly scrambled towards the cabinets, pulling them open, only for his eyes to widen when he saw the amount of medicine in them. Jungkook looked around, noticing a bag laying on top of the desk, the bag was pulled open and filled with a few containers of medicine, looking as if someone had tried to fill it.

"Carl, pass the bag." Jungkook ordered the boy, gesturing towards the black bag. Carl nodded and scrambled to grab the bag before giving it to Jungkook.

Jungkook pulled the bag open wider and grabbed what Hershel needed for his cut off leg. Of course Jungkook had no idea what the stuff was called but he saw people use it in movies to heal stab or gun wounds.

Jungkook kept shoving the medicine into the bag until it was stuffed full to the brim and could barely shut.

"Kook!"

Jungkook snapped his head towards Carl's direction, but before he could comprehend the wide eyed expression on his face, a growling body slamming into him and slammed him into the cabinets. Jungkook yelped in alarm, the black bag falling to the ground with a rattle, while the handles of the cabinets dug into his back.

A walker jumped onto him, it's teeth snapping and it's yellow eyes jumping in all directions, yet still remaining hazy and unfocused. Jungkook pressed his hand against the walker's throat, keeping its mouth away from his skin as he slithered his other hand down to his gun.

Jungkook pulled out the gun, only to have another walker jump on the first walker and press against it. Jungkook's hand trembled and nearly gave out from the weight of holding two walkers away from him. He grunted as he pushed against the walkers with both hands, one still holding the gun, to keep them away.

Looking past the snapping teeth and yellowish eyes, Jungkook caught a sight of Carl facing a walker. His gun was raised and aimed as the walker stumbled towards him.

The walker pressing against Jungkook, raised its bloody hands to try and grab him by his face or arms and pull him towards its mouth. An animalistic growl bubbled up inside of Jungkook's throat before he pushed his left hand up towards the walkers head. He gripped the gun in his hand tighter and as the walker snapped its jaws open, Jungkook shoved the tip of the gun into its mouth.

Jungkook didn't think twice before turning his head away and pressing the trigger. The bullet pierced the skull of the first walker and shot through its scalp, only to fly and lodge into the skull of the walker right behind it.

Blood spattered on the side of Jungkook's face and the weight of both walkers left Jungkook as the lifeless bodies fell to the ground. The bunny boy huffed and ran a hand through his tangled locks, pealing his eyes open to look down at Carl, who had killed one of the walkers.

Carl looked back at him and his lips parted as he stared at Jungkook's bloody face. The latter rolled his eyes, bending down to grab a hold of the bag of medicine and thrusting it up in Carl's direction.

"Take this to Hershel."

Carl nodded, pursuing his lips before he grabbed the bag and scurried away. Jungkook watched him leave before turning around to face the cabinets, and grabbing a few bottles of medicine and white gauze for himself.

He shoved the stuff in his pockets before turning around and walking away. Jungkook's stuff was already packed and ready to go, all he had to do was get a can or two of food.

After Jungkook retrieved his bag and used the group's surprise, from Carl bringing back a bag of medicine, to his advantage, Jungkook grabbed a can of beans and a can of tomato soup, from the metal table, and shoved them into his backpack.

Jungkook ignored the way Lori started to pester Carl for not being careful before the boy told her 'to get off his back'. Jungkook ignored the awkward silence in the air and the sound of Carl stomping away from the group, and instead turned around and snuck out of the main building.

The blazing sun shone down on Jungkook and a soft breeze played with his locks as he quickly jogged down the creaky, metal steps. He ran over to the fence gate, pulling it open to enter the field. He didn't think twice before sprinting across the field towards the gate that led towards the outer gate of the prison.

When Jungkook reached the main gate, the sound of walkers growling and banging against the fence reached his ears. Jungkook bit his lip and shut his eyes, grabbing a hold of the fence and leaning against it to steady his heavy breathing. His heart pounded in his ears as the feeling of guilt rose inside his throat like a glob of bile.

With a loud huff and a grumble, Jungkook ignored the walker presence and threw his backpack over the fence, aiming it towards the corner of the fence so it would be harder to see.

Jungkook knew that he couldn't leave Hershel in a time of need without a single goodbye. So he turned around and sprinted back towards the prison, making sure to shut the gate behind him as he entered the courtyard.

"Jungkook!"

Jungkook froze, his mind filling with unbelievable excuses of what he was doing out in the courtyard or why he threw the backpack over the fence.

He shakily released his hold on the metal fence and turned to face a furious Lori, who was marching towards him,"I can exp-"

"How dare you put my son in danger!?" Lori screamed, her face going red as she shoved a finger in Jungkook's chest.

The boy's face scrunched up in confusion before he took a step back and rubbed his chest,"Huh?"

"How dare you take Carl with you to get the medicine?! You can't even take care of yourself without Rick constantly checking up on you, yet you still take Carl with you and risk his life!?" Lori screamed, tears forming in the corners of her eyes as she released all her pent up frustration on the poor boy.

Jungkook's lips parted to release a shaky breath as he took a step back, blinking rapidly to keep tears from forming in his eyes. He stared into the furious eyes of Lori, his chest squeezing tightly at the raw anger directed towards him.

"Lo-"

"Let me speak!" Lori snapped, clenching her jaw as she stepped closer to Jungkook, invading his personal space,"Learn to look out for yourself before you risk a child's life for your own selfish needs!" Lori hissed in Jungkook's face.

"I...I did it for Hershel." Jungkook stuttered quietly, trying to speak despite his voice shaking and lower lip wobbling. He took a step back to create some space between them.

Lori scoffed and shook her head, running a hand through her hair before directing another glare towards Jungkook,"You're a horrible influence on my son, I don't want you anywhere near him."

Jungkook swallowed thickly, watching with wide, terrified eyes as Lori sneered and leaned even closer,"I don't want you to talk or come anywhere near Carl, much less look at him. Do you understand?"

Jungkook's chest rose and fell rapidly as he tried to keep himself from bursting into tears. He bit down on his tongue, nearly bitting it off.

"Do you understand me, Jungkook?" Lori hissed, her lips pursued into a straight line and her eyes squinted into a threatening glare.

Jungkook swallowed down the lump in his throat,"Ye...yes." The word came out in a form of a trembling murmur.

Lori huffed and glared at him one last time before turning around and marching away, stomping her feet. Jungkook stared at her retreating back, watching as she entered the prison and shut the door behind herself.

As soon as the door shut, Jungkook's emotionless face crumbled into a look of pain and sadness. He stumbled back into the fence and hunched over, placing his shaking hands on his knees. He squeezed his eyes shut, gripping his knees to keep himself from crumbling to the ground and bursting into heartbroken sobs.

"I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine," Jungkook kept repeating the words in broken Korean, focusing on them instead of the heavy feeling in his chest or his trembling bottom lip.

After a few minutes of murmuring to himself and trying to calm himself down, Jungkook pealed his red rimmed eyes open and pushed off of the metal fence. He released a shaky breath, his shoulders slouching and his gaze attaching onto the ground as he dragged himself towards the prison.

Jungkook chewed on his bottom lip, pulling open the prison door to enter the building. He rubbed his eyes to keep away the tears as he dragged his feet through the prison, towards Hershel's cell. Jungkook ignored the quiet murmuring between Carol and Lori as he walked past them. In his mind, they were talking about him, saying how horrible he was and that he needed to leave the group.

Jungkook sucked in a deep breath and took a few more steps before he paused in the doorframe of Hershel's cell.

An unconscious Hershel was laying on the bottom bunk, his leg was bandaged, yet his skin was pale and sweaty, and his breathing was sharp and shallow. Maggie was kneeling next to the bunk bed, her hands grasping Hershel's limp one and her forehead was pressed against the mattress. Glenn stood behind her, leaning against the wall and watching over her.

"Hi." Jungkook whispered quietly, catching the attention of Glenn and Maggie.

Maggie slowly lifted her head, a timid smile appearing on her blotched face before she rubbed away the tears on her cheeks,"Hey."

"How is he?" Jungkook asked, fiddling with his jacket and shifting on his feet awkwardly.

"He's...he's stable,"Maggie murmured, glancing down at Hershel, only for a new layer of tears to coat her eyes. She quickly blinked them away and looked back at Jungkook,"You can come in, if you want."

"I actually..."Jungkook bit the side of his cheek, glancing between a confused Glenn, a curious Maggie and an unconscious Hershel,"I don't want to...I don't want to interrupt or anything. But I wanted to know if I can....you know." Jungkook murmured, nodding towards Hershel and trying to tell them. But by the confusion on their faces, they didn't understand,"Can I speak with him? Alone?"

Maggie's smile faltered before she nodded and began to get up, only for Glenn to place his hand on her shoulder and stop her,"I don't think it's a good idea."

"Glenn." Maggie whispered warningly, yet her gaze didn't hold much anger or fierceness. It was as if her fire was slowly burning out.

Jungkook's brows furrowed and he stopped shuffling on his feet, looking at Glenn instead. The latter smiled faintly before murmuring quietly,"Maggie actually wanted to spend some alone time with him right now. How about you come later?"

"Later?" Jungkook repeated, making Glenn nod and Maggie frown. Jungkook forced a smile on his face before he nodded,"Yea...yeah, later sounds good. I'll see you later."

"I'll see you later." Maggie nodded, smiling warmly at him before turning her attention back on Hershel.

Jungkook stared at the three for a few more seconds, drinking them in and memorising them as if it was the last time he saw them. And maybe it was.

Jungkook turned around and walked away, ignoring the way his chest squeezed and his throat clogged up with each step he took.

Jungkook walked past all the cells and entered the main room, approaching the door to the outside. He walked up the metal steps and grabbed the metal door, about to slid it open.

"Hey, where you heading?"

Jungkook sighed and closed his eyes in annoyance before looking over his shoulder at Carol,"I saw a few walkers at the fence, I wanted to take them out."

Carol hesitantly nodded, smiling weakly,"Make sure to come back at sundown, I'm sure the rest are going to be back by then and we can all have dinner."

Jungkook's face dropped before he quickly fixed it with a smile,"Dinner sounds...dinner sounds good."

Carol hummed with a gentle smile,"Be careful out there, and if you start getting cold, come inside." She advised, making Jungkook's eyes glaze over with unshed tears and his smile began to wobble.

"Ok..okay." Jungkook murmured, thankful for the horrible lighting because it didn't allow Carol to see the state he was in.

Carol nodded and turned around, walking in the direction of Hershel's cell. While Jungkook turned around and walked out of the main building. He walked through the courtyard and sprinted across the yard, breathing heavily as he reached the main gate to the prison.

Jungkook slid open the gate, making sure to shut it firmly behind him, so that no walker could get in and injure the group. He walked over to his backpack and grabbed it, swinging it over his shoulders. Jungkook walked through the path between the fences, towards the slit in the fence from the time they got here.

Once Jungkook reached the opening, he looked around the area to make sure no walker was present. After seeing no one, Jungkook began to untied the red rope, that kept the hole shut. He slipped thought the hole, careful not to cut on the rigged edges, before quickly tying the hole behind himself.

Jungkook stared at the fence for a few seconds before his eyes lifted and he looked at the concrete prison. Jungkook stared at the large building, imprinting it into his memory just as he did with every member of the group.

Jungkook knew he would miss them, he would miss his hunts with Daryl and he would miss Rick's sharp gaze as he looked out for him. He would miss the way Carol would always pamper him or the way he and Glenn always playfully bickered. Jungkook would miss the way Maggie would constantly tease and taunt him until he was glaring and pouting back at her.

Yeah, I will miss them, Jungkook murmured in his mind, the thought invading itself between all the bad memories and settling on top of them, as if to squish them down, but I have to go out there and learn how to take care of myself.

When he knew he was ready, Jungkook slowly turned around and faced the forest surrounding the prison. Jungkook held his breath, grabbing the straps of his bag as he slowly walked through the tall grass towards the woods.

Jungkook's eyes began to sting with unshed tears and his lower lip began to wobble, causing him to breathe heavier. His fists clenched around the bag straps and his legs shook slightly as he took quicker steps to reach the forest.

Jungkook paused at the edge of the woods, the forest looked almost unrecognisable when he was staring at it by himself. It felt so much more different when he had no where to return to, if things went south.

Another shaky breath left Jungkook's lips as he shuffled in his spot, momentarily looking down at his shoes."Just go, they don't need you, they'll be alright." Jungkook whispered to himself, his face hardening as Lori's and Rick's words floated around his mind, watching, as he drowned in his own thoughts and insecurities.

Jungkook marched into the forest, not even looking back as he walked away from the prison and the group.