A buzz whooshed past the ear of the sleeping bunny boy, followed by a small tickling sensation running down his arm. Jungkook's nose scrunched up and lips parted to release a frustrated huff. Without opening his eyes, he raised his hand and swatted the fly away before rolling onto his side and pushing his nose against something warm.

Jungkook's lungs filled with the scent of musk and a hint of sweat, and hair tickled his forehead. His brows furrowed before his eyes fluttered open, only to be greeted by blurriness. Jungkook inhaled another lungful of the musky scent before sliding his hand along a warm chest in order to press his knuckles against his eyes.

Jungkook's vision cleared and revealed the sight of Taehyung sleeping soundly next to him. The older's raven hair fell around his head in messy, tangled strands, his lashes pressed against his cheekbones firmly and lips parted to release soft breaths. Jungkook's eyes dragged down the slope of Taehyung's nose and zeroed in on the beauty mark on the corner of his lip.

Only then, as Jungkook took in the sight of a sleeping Taehyung, Jungkook finally realised how tense and on edge Taehyung always seemed to be. His features were relaxed and the crease on his forehead had smoothened out, his lips were clear of his usual smirk or sneer, which gave Taehyung a softer and younger appearance. He had completely melted into the black blanket and allowed the sunlight to brush against his features.

Jungkook didn't even realise when a small smile tugged at his lips. He continued to analyse Taehyung for a few more minutes before dragging his eyes away from him to look around. Sunlight pooled into the room- colouring the dull grey walls a colourful pink, yellow and orange. Jungkook immediately noticed clean clothes resting next to their blanket, along with a water bottle and a Polaroid camera.

A hint of panic hit him as he wondered if one of the group members had come in and saw them like this before bringing them these things. But as Jungkook's head swung around and lips parted to wake Taehyung up, he noticed that the older was wearing a fresh hoodie and joggers. Jungkook's lips smacked together and brows furrowed, he pressed his hands against the blanket and slowly sat up- only then noticing the Polaroid picture resting next to the camera.

Jungkook's fingers curled around the edge of the picture and he held it in front of his face. A grimace immediately twisted his features as he took in the sight of himself in the photo. His hair was sticking up in all directions as he laid against the black blanket, wrapped in another blanket. His nose was scrunched up as the flash hit him, and his lips were parted to allow a string of drool to drip down the edge of his lips. The blanket was pulled up to his chest, and his shirt had slipped down his shoulder- exposing his collarbones and throat. Jungkook's eyes grew even wider as he noticed the purple marks coating the pale skin of his throat and even some marks sprinkled across his collar bones.

"Holy fuck."

The small whisper brought the realisation, that he had sex with Taehyung, crashing down on him. The thought of himself no longer being a virgin and having sex with a man, made it feel like a dream. Jungkook needed a few minutes to wrap his head around everything that happened in the past few hours and the fact that he didn't regret a single thing. Jungkook knew he should probably regret it or have even a bit of guilt since it was the apocalypse and they were going to war, but he didn't. Jungkook knew that if he went back in time, he wouldn't change a single thing and he would have still ended up sleeping next to Taehyung until the morning came.

A bittersweet smile pulled at his lips and his eyes flickered over to Taehyung. He watched as Taehyung released a deep sigh and rolled over towards Jungkook. His muscular hands grabbed onto the puffy pillow and pulled it into Taehyung's chest.

"Cute." Jungkook breathed out with a small chuckle, dropping the photo next to the water bottle and grabbing his camera. He turned it around and eyed it before bringing it up to his face and looking through it. Jungkook watched Taehyung cuddle with the pillow for a few more seconds, before his finger found the button on the side of the camera and pressed down on it.

A small flash went off, followed by a buzzing sound as the camera began to make the photo and released it through the slit on the bottom. Jungkook's lips split into a grin as he grabbed the white photo and put down the camera. He watched the white photo in confusion, wondering why there wasn't anything on it, only for a large hand to settle on his thigh and a groan to fill the air.

"What are you doing?"

A gasp bounced past Jungkook's lips and he clutched his chest- a bit startled by Taehyung's deep, groggy voice and his hand. He sunk his teeth into the corner of his lip and allowed his eyes to flicker over to the older. Taehyung was still laying on the blanket with his eyes shut and body completely relaxed against the blanket, yet this time, Taehyung's brows were furrowed and nose was scrunched up into a grimace. His hold on the pillow had loosened and his hand stretched out towards Jungkook to grip his thigh.

"You took a photo of me, it only seemed fair." Jungkook murmured softly, not wanting to break the peaceful atmosphere between them as he glanced down at the photo and saw a hint of blackness begin to appear among the white.

"It needs some time to develop." Taehyung muttered lowly- barely moving his lips or even allowing a yawn to tear past his lips. His hand slipped away from Jungkook thigh and pressed against his forehead instead.

"Oh." Jungkook sighed, pressing his lips into a thin line and glancing back down at the photo. He watched as the darkness slowly and gradually spread out throughout the white, before shaking his head and placing the photo down next to the one of himself, "Please tell me you brought these things and no one came in" Jungkook winced, brushing his hand through his tangled hair, and gesturing towards the water bottle and the clean clothes.

A gruff chuckle left Taehyung's lips and his eyes finally peeled open as he turned around to look at Jungkook. The smile on his face faltered and an unreadable expression washed over his face as his eyes drank in the sight of Jungkook's purple neck, swollen lips and messy hair, "It was me, don't worry." Taehyung managed to push out after a second, slowly sitting up and reaching over for the pile of clothes.

"I packed our things already, we just have to take our bags to Hershel's truck. All you have to do is get dressed and prepare for whats about to come." Taehyung stated softly, taking the pile of clean clothes and resting them on top of Jungkook's blanket covered lap.

Their eyes connected for a split second and everything that happened yesterday, flashed before their eyes. Jungkook sucked in his lips and held his breath, listening to the sound of his heartbeat as he gripped onto the pile of clothes and stared back at Taehyung. The latter swallowed a mouthful of saliva as his eyes dropped down to Jungkook's pink lips.

The tension between them rose, only for Taehyung to look away and stand up, "Uhm...get dressed." Taehyung ordered awkwardly, pressing his hand against the back of his neck and turning around to give Jungkook some space.

Jungkook's breath was still stuck in his throat and eyes stayed glued on Taehyung's back as the older Male slipped out of the watchtower and stepped onto the platform around it. But as the door clicked shut behind Taehyung, Jungkook exhaled a sharp breath and fell back against the pillow- blinking up at the ceiling with rose coloured cheeks.

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Taehyung knew they should've talked about their situation and what to do now, but he didn't know how to approach the topic or what to say. Hell, Taehyung didn't even know what he wanted to happen. Did he want to be together with Jungkook? Was it just a one night stand? Somehow neither of those options seemed appealing to him, which made it even harder for him to look at Jungkook or speak to him.

Taehyung didn't know where their relationship stands or where's the boundaries. Can he hug Jungkook? Can he kiss him or touch him in any way? Or should they act like they did before- Jungkook being his snarky self and Taehyung deflecting his insults with flirty remarks.

Yeah, they should really talk this shit through. Taehyung thought as he placed his hands on the railing and eyed the prison bellow. He could see Glenn and Maggie standing by the fence, talking about something important, while Rick, Daryl and Carol were grabbing their bags and supplies and placing them in their truck.

"Taehyung!"

Taehyung's eyes snapped towards Glenn, who had spotted him, which made all of their attention fall onto him. One by one, the group members turned their heads upward and squinted their eyes as they looked at him. Taehyung raised his hand and offered them a wave.

Glenn took a few steps towards the watchtower and placed his hand on his hip, while allowing his other hand to shield his eyes, "What were you doing up there, huh? Sleeping?" Glenn called out teasingly, a small smirk curling on his lips as he and Maggie shared a look.

Taehyung merely sent them an unimpressed smile and kept his lips sealed shut. He rolled his eyes as Daryl snorted at Glenn's insinuation, while Rick cracked a small smile. Of course they would've thought that Taehyung went there to have some privacy and masturbate. Little did they know, Taehyung didn't use his hand to release his sexual frustration.

The grin on Glenn's face widened as he nudged Maggie before turning around and approaching the truck to help out. Maggie peered at him over her shoulder before looking back at Taehyung, "Have you seen Jungkook, he-"

The door behind Taehyung cracked open and a shameless Jungkook sauntered outside. His heavy boots smacked against the metal platform and hips pressed against the railing. A water bottle was grasped in one of his hands and his pink lips were pressed around its edge as he drank the water. Jungkook's eyes were glued to the two pictures hanging between his fingers and a small smile tugged on his lips.

Taehyung noticed that he had changed into the fresh pair of skinny jeans and the hoodie Taehyung brought him- which was originally Taehyung's. His hair messily fell in his eyes and the hoodie slipped down his chest- revealing the hickies Taehyung left behind.

But another thing Taehyung noticed, was the tension and eerie silence coming from bellow them. He pressed his tongue against his cheek and turned his head around to look down at the group. Taehyung couldn't help and smirk as he caught Glenn's eye before looking away.

All the group members had stopped what they were doing and turned around to look up at the pair. Their eyes flickered between them constantly, and different emotions passed through their eyes- thankfully none being disgust or disapproval.

Glenn was standing with a box of cans in his hands on his way to the truck. His eyes were wide and a scarlet red blush crept up his cheeks as he smacked his lips shut and turned away with wide eyes.

Rick's reaction was a bit more complicated. The leader's brows were raised, and his cheeks were sucked in to try and hide the small chuckle threatening to escape him. Yet he wasn't able to stop his lips from curling into a small smirk as he shook his head and turned away- going back to what he was previously doing.

Maggie, on the other hand, stared up at them with pursued lips and squinted eyes. The look was mainly directed towards Taehyung as she crossed her arms over her chest and gave him a threatening glare. But as she looked at Jungkook, who still hadn't noticed the rest of the group, her gaze softened and she rolled her eyes playfully.

Daryl's face remained blank throughout the process of eyeing the couple carefully. He had looked up from the crossbow, laid across his lap, as soon as he heard another pair of footsteps step onto the platform. His brows were knitted and hands paused checking over the crossbow. Daryl looked quite unbothered by the entire situation, nor did he look surprised, but he did still briefly squint his eyes at Taehyung before his eyes flickered back down to his crossbow.

But the thing that brought everyone out of their small state of shock and surprise, was a small chuckle rumbling in Hershel's throat. The older man was seated in the driver's seat of the car with his legs hanging outside of it. He peered up at the young couple with joy filled eyes before chuckling and murmuring something under his breath.

Taehyung's brow rose at the reactions of the group, he was pleasantly surprised by their open minds to the whole situation. He thought that at least one of them would look at them with a hint of silent judgement, maybe Daryl since his brother seemed so ignorant and narrow-minded. But Daryl didn't look like he cared much about their relationship and that he knew that it wasn't his business, so he decided to ignore the matter.

With a small chuckle of his own, Taehyung turned around to face Jungkook. He watched as the younger struggled to screw his bottle shut, while trying to keep a hold of the two photographs. Taehyung reached out and grabbed a hold of the photos before turning around and pressing his lower back against the railing.

The sun fell onto the two photos and Taehyung blanched as he saw himself sleeping soundly. He had a strong grip on the white pillow and one of his legs tried to wrap around it too, only for it to be too small. His cheek was squished against the pillow, which made them chub up and form a pout on his lips.

"Disgusting." Taehyung hissed, about to crumble the photo and throw it away, only for Jungkook to snatch it out of his hands with a loud shout.

"No!"

A head full of raven locks swung around in Jungkook's direction and the older boy huffed out a small laugh as he watched Jungkook eye the photo, before slipping it into his pocket with a glare in Taehyung's direction, "Really?" Taehyung muttered in pure amusement, crossing his arms over his chest, all while still holding the photo of Jungkook sleeping between his fingers.

Jungkook pursued his lips and sent him a small glare. His lips stayed sealed shut, yet eyes still flickered down to the photo in Taehyung's hand. Taehyung rolled his eyes playfully and pushed off of the railing with a small, "Okay."

Jungkook watched him leave with squinted eyes and pursued lips, only to turn around, and look out at the prison and finally notice that everyone had stopped once again to observe the exchange between the two. With wide eyes and bright red cheeks, Jungkook's face scrunched up and he quickly scrambled after Taehyung.

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This chapter was short bc imma publish another in about an hour or two. The reason why these chapters are gonna be shorter is because there's like 2 chapters left in general and imma split them up a bit.

Anywhore, WERE ABOUT TO END BOOK ONE! Imma take a small break like a week or two between the books bc I wanna focus on my other books. I hope you understand. And I wanted to write a similar book to this but about The originals and Sope. Your thoughts?

Do you have any scenes you want to see before the book ends?

~Benikru