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Of His Bandmates

Luckily Yoongi returned soon, with a larger rock in his pocket and his hands full of a darker soil.

"Hyung!" Taehyung let go of Jimin, Namjoon curled against the boulder sobbing his eyes out. "I'm okay." Yoongi told him, sitting down next to Taehyung. "Take Jimin's shirt off, make it into like a pocket." Yoongi instructed Taehyung. Taehyung nodded and frantically took Jimin's bloody shirt off of him, not scared now that Yoongi was here with him.

Taehyung did as told, cupping Jimin's shirt like Yoongi told him. Yoongi placed the more fertilized soil into it, soon gathering lots of salavia and spitting into the dirt.

"What are you doing?" Taehyung asked in pure confusion as he did it again. Yoongi made sure Jimin's shirt was thin at the bottom, and pressed the dirt against the fabric. "Hold on."

Taehyung saw some type of liquid leak through Jimin's shirt, in which Yoongi opened Jimin's mouth to get it into his mouth.

"Wait- is that your-" "You want Jimin to die?" Yoongi asked Taehyung sassily, and Taehyung shook his head no, slightly disgusted.


































































































"Yoongi, Tae!"

"Jimin hyung please..."

"We found a lake!"

Yoongi looked over to see Changmin and Kwon, running towards them with their shirts tied into a bag, probably carrying water. They looked completely exhausted and weak as they got closer, as they slid down next to Jimin and Taehyung.

"Wow he's pale." Kwon sighed, practically seeing all of Jimin's skeleton. "I can't find a pulse anymore." Yoongi hugged himself tightly, holding back tears. "Don't worry, he's okay." Changmin told him, as Kwon poured probably unfiltered water into Jimin's mouth.

"Rememer when Jinwoon turned? How his skin was gray and his veins were popping out like that? Jimin's not like that, he's not dead." Changmin told him,  making Yoongi look at him. "Mhm." Yoongi bit his lip and nodded.

"Jimin hyung?!" Taehyung's heart sped up when he saw Jimin's eyes start to flutter open. "Hyung!" He instantly picked up Jimin from the Earth ground and hugged him tight, Jimin coughing and choking on the dirt that was in the water; none the less it was already down his throat and running through his veins to hydrate him.

"Hyung you're okay!" Taehyung started to cry from relief, Kwon looking over at Namjoon, who had probably cried himself to sleep against the hard boulder. Jimin couldn't speak from how dry his throat was, nor how hot and completely drained he felt.

"He needs more water, where was that lake?" Yoongi asked, turning to Kwon. "Maybe a mile away, it's a while's walk." Kwon sighed, only Taehyung and Yoongi having their shirts on. Jimin tried to grab his, but Changmin stopped him.

"We don't want you too hot. You're in a vegetative state, you need food and water now." Changmin told him, and Jimin held a look of guilt. "You've been starving yourself, haven't you, Jimin?" Yoongi glared at Jimin once Taehyung let him sit up by himself. Jimin looked down, and Taehyung sighed. He was about to scold him when-

"YOONGI!"

Everyone turned around to see Hoseok, Jungkook, Jin, and Seulong running for their lives towards them. At least they were together.

"ZOMBIES!"

Taehyung picked up Jimin like a small child instantly.

"What?! Where?!" Kwon asked once the four got close enough to not yell. "Behind us! It's a herd, a huge herd! Bigger than the one at the police station, the size of the f*cking military!" Seulong cursed, fear running through his veins. Yoongi was in no physical shape to run, Taehyung wouldn't be able to carry Jimin forever, and the fast wind would probably make Jimin pass out again from the loss of water.

"Wait, where are we? Do we know what city?!" Jin asked, placing his hands on his knees as he gasped for air. "I think Siheung?" Hoseok pointed out, his lungs burning in need of oxygen. "It could be the military, Sudopobyeongyeodan is near Siheung and Siheung is near Gwangmyeong." Changmin explained, pure fear washing over everyone. "If you're right..." Yoongi winced and held his side. "Then we need to go. Now."




































































































"What are we gonna do..."

Yoongi held Jungkook's hand in fear as they got surrounded by a group of zombies that were faster than others, everyone practically defenseless without guns. Jungkook stared zombies in the eyes, everyone standing back to back to keep each other safe.

"We need to get to Woldotdong, it's not that far from here, plus we can get back on an actual road." Kwon suggested. No one else really knew where it was, so they agreed. "Are you sure?" Jungkook looked to Kwon as the group of zombies started to close in on them. "How are we supposed to get out of here?" Hoseok asked in fear, holding onto Taehyung's hand. Jin was holding Namjoon's, his heart racing for some reason whenever he held his leaders hand. Kwon had Changmins', and Seulong had Jimin's securely.

Jin looked over to Namjoon, a random urge to hold him tight coming over him.

"We're stuck, we need to fight our way out." Hoseok and Taehyung gulped. "Formation is the most important, we all clear only one path- do not get distracted." Kwon studied the crowd of rotting and limping zombies, craving to take a bite of every human body in their field of vision.

Jin squeezed Namjoon's hand, and Jungkook kissed Yoongis'.

"There." Kwon pointed to a random section. "It looks the thinnest there." He sighed. "On three."

"I'll meet you there."

Namjoon tore his grip from Jin's hand and took out his knife, storming towards where Kwon was talking about. He started killing zombies, taking the attention of every single one.

"NAMJOON!"

Blood.

It never seemed to stay away from anyone's vision. It was everywhere- pouring from humans flesh, dripping from mouths and spread on buildings. The scene the small group of survivors were given, was traumatizing. It would leave a mental scar on their hearts, force an emotional turn on their minds.

Namjoon violently stabbed every zombie as his skin was ripped off of his skeleton, his muscle being bitten off and chewed like gummies. Screams tore from his throat, and Namjoon went down saving the lives of his bandmates.

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