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Third person P.O.V

There wasn't any wind but the room felt extremely cold, dusty, and dirty. That square slab of wood, previously part of the floor, was still laying beside his feet but his eyes were not on that, instead fixed on the metal staircase leading to the only darkness.

Roaming his eyes around the empty room once again, he gulped and pointed the torch down the narrow staircase to see anything but to his dismay, he only saw the metal stair.

Standing there for more minutes and contemplating on what to do or what not, he started to feel tired by weighing on only his one leg.

I'll tell hyung about that, maybe we can find something useful down there.

Nodding to himself, he decided to walk back to the cabin, not before dragging the slab back into its place. When he reached his bed after closing the room again and placing the torch back after so much effort, he laid back on the stiff mattress to wait for the older.

Why he didn't notice the broken lock in the past few days?

The question bothered him a bit but he shook himself after scolding mentally as he remembered the older freaked out on his condition.

Time passed but there wasn't any sign of the raven-haired and it started to make him worried. There was some silence around the whole place as it was daytime and the beasts must be resting somewhere after their meal.

Only the thought of that made the silver-haired shudder and close his eyes in disgust, clearly recalling those horrible red and black eyes.

A slow and small creak of the door made him open his eyes only to sigh in relief as he saw the older entering the cabin with a slight limp and a few things in his hands and stuffed in his pants pockets.

"Oh, you're awake. I thought you must be asleep again." Jungkook smiled, looking back at the younger who tried to sit up.

"Easy there, tiger." Jungkook quickly helped him and kissed his forehead with a lingering one. Pulling back with a contented smile, he softly caressed the cheeks of the younger.

"I miss your slightly filled cheeks. You are getting so weak, pup." Taehyung sighed, clearly aware of that change as well. After all, he barely managed to eat well and digest the fruits in that environment. Also, all the tragic events were already playing with his mental health.

He again tried to speak and this time after a little bit of pain in his throat, words left his chapped lips.

"I'm fine." The raspy and croaked voice caused a frown on the other's face that soon melted into a sweet smile.

"It's so good to hear your voice again, love. But don't force yourself till you're healed properly." Taehyung smiled and felt his eyes fluttering when the older leaned forward and kissed his adam's apple many times, slow and sensual.

"Is it still stiff?" Taehyung slightly nodded, taking the other's shirt in his left palm when the sweet torture continued on his skin.

"Hmm. Don't worry, hyung brought some herbs for your wounds." But he still didn't move away from the skin.

Taehyung started to feel hazy when a cold hand touched his nape and the other entered beneath his shirt, leaving smooth and gentle traces over his back and stomach.

"H- hyung-"

"Shh, it's ok." Jungkook smiled over his skin, continuing his touches as he let go of the nape and removed the things from his pockets as he felt bothered by those.

Taehyung opened his eyes to the loss of warmth and found the other placing the small herbs on the mattress at a distance before going back to his skin.

The silver-haired let the other leave all the kisses and touches over his body until he felt wetness over his neck and soft sniffles.

"H-"

"Shh, you might hurt your throat again." Saying that he pulled back only to hide his face with a small awkward chuckle.

Taehyung looked worried but melted when the other placed his head over his chest, carefully avoiding his broken wrist and ankle. He watched as the other curled himself like a child in between his legs and hugged him hungrily.

"It felt like a dream sometimes. I'm so, so so happy that you're awake and alive." The slight wetness in the voice made Taehyung smile. He found his left arm wrapping around the older's torso.

If he was in a normal situation, he might've felt awkward in the position because he never let anyone be this much closer to his body, except for Jin and Jimin but there was a limit for them. But now, everything seemed so normal for him, like he was bound for that all like that was his fate.

Unconsciously, his lips tried to reach others' hair but stopped due to an ache in his neck. On the small whimpering, Jungkook quickly looked up to find the other frowning in pain and discomfort.

Taehyung didn't know what happened, but as the older came closer to soothe his stiff muscles, he placed his lips over those thin and soft ones.

Shock? It was a small term to explain the raventte's expressions. He was totally awestruck by the younger's move but before he could gather his thoughts and respond, Taehyung pulled back to only turn red in embarrassment at what he just did.

He didn't like it.

Thinking in his mind, Taehyung bit his lips and mouthed 'I'm sorry' but almost felt the air knocked out when the other get hold of his lips, in a very passionate way.

That day, they spent their whole time filling up each other's invisible emptiness with their gentle touches that screamed their love for each other. That evening, they decided to pour their love through kisses. That night, Taehyung found himself falling for the other completely (who was already head over heels for him), that he even forgot his pains and everything else.. everything.

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"Ah, where is this place?" The boy in his mid-twenties with an American accent, asked with a deep frown settled on his forehead.

"Hey! I'm asking you!" The cab driver seemed totally okay with all the shouting and yelling as the doors were locked.

"Stop it! That's not the way! I know the way to Busan! Stop the car! STOP IT YOU FU*K*R." The boy got agitated by the lack of response, already aware of the surroundings being dangerous.

A sudden pull of breaks made him stumble forward as the car tires screeched on the bumpy road and the surroundings fell into deep silence once again.

"What's this place? This is not the right path and this place is not even on this map!" The driver chuckled at that, turning his head to face the now freaking boy who had his eyes fixed on the map in his hands.

"Sorry about that boy, but I need to do it." The boy was oblivious to what the other was saying.

"If you needed money, you could've done it somewhere near the city. Why here?!" The older of the two laughed out on that, shaking his head as he sighed at the end.

"It's complicated but one thing is for sure," He gave a very blank look on that, causing the poor boy to feel horrified. "I'm not doing it for money."

"Wh-" The door opened, and the driver came out of it to just push him out of the cab and throw him on the dark road with his luggage as well.

"Once again, sorry." The boy got up, very much ready to fight back but felt someone standing behind him.

He turned back with his trembling body to find a figure at a distance, the darkness didn't help much so he pulled out his phone to turn on the torch only to gasp.

"Morree.." The figure roared, causing him to shiver in fear. He stumbled back to get to the car but to his surprise, the cab driver was standing near the door with his bowed head.

"I'm trying, but people are reporting missing and are avoiding hiring cabs for longer journeys." The driver mumbled in his low and shaky voice, clearly terrified as the other.

Taking his chance, the boy tried to run but the poor one was thrown back as many new figures launched at him, causing the driver to shriek in fear.

The taller one of them roared again, causing the driver to just sneak out of the danger as soon as possible. The boy continued screaming in pain and fear as the gruesome faces of the ghouls became visible to him.

The driver closed his eyes for a brief moment, muttering a series of sorry that was heard by only the emptiness of his car. The cries of the poor lad echoed in the eerie silence as the ghouls started to devour him, tearing his own heart, and causing him to cry as well but what could he do?

After all, that was an unstoppable ruckus of darkness...

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Assalam o alaikum 

Things will reveal soon...

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