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{don't look down}

The clickers were blind, eyes completely destroyed by the Cordyceps. Their twisted and turned feet dragged over the creaking floorboards as they staggered into the room using only their ears and echolocation as a means for guidance. As bodies of rotting flesh entered through the doorway, Yoongi took a tight hold of Jimin's wrist, tugging the younger male behind a nearby desk and away from the window. Before Jimin could protest, Yoongi slapped a hand over the male's mouth, shutting him up before gesturing to the creatures over the desk. Peering over the wood, Jimin's eyes went wide at the sight, body freezing up in fright. Once Yoongi had allowed Jimin to soak up the situation, he lowered his hand from the male's mouth. 

Yoongi remembered Taehyung's lecture from just before they had entered the city. He had warned Yoongi that clickers were extremely good at echolocation, being able to pick up even the slightest of footsteps. And it certainly wasn't helping that the floorboards below them made a ruckus with every steady step they took. 

Silently cursing to himself, Yoongi's eyes began to scan the floor, gaze landing over a glass bottle Jimin had kicked out of anger a mere few minutes ago. Slowly reaching out an arm, Yoongi took the glass bottle into his hand, peering ever so slightly over the desk. Closing his eyes and letting out a breath of air, Yoongi momentarily calmed himself, putting himself at ease before his eyes snapped open once again. And in one swift movement, Yoongi drew back his inked arm, sending it forwards as he threw the glass bottle to the far side of the room, away from the window and their only means of escape. 

The clickers halted when the glass shattered against the wall and Jimin swore he could hear the bones in their stiffened necks crack as they turned their monstrous heads. Then with a snapping of their jaws and a clicking from their throats, they lurched in the opposite direction. Without wasting a second of time, Yoongi took Jimin's hand in his own, pulling the male to his feet as they began to creep back over to the window cill, so close, yet so far as the clickers roamed through the close shadows. 

Jimin took each step with absolute caution, biting down hard on his lip to the point where blood was drawn, a metallic taste filling his mouth. They were a mere few metres away from the window before another large gust of wind channeled itself into the room. Yoongi and Jimin found themselves letting go of each other as they wrapped their arms around themselves for warmth. The cold was beginning to prick at Yoongi's pale skin as he turned behind him, blue hair becoming a tousled mess in the wind. 

Jimin noticed Yoongi's eyes go wide, a small gasp escaping his lip as his eyes landed on the sight behind Jimin. 

And that's when Jimin heard it. 

The air was suddenly rent by the sound of breaking glass, grabbing Jimin's upmost attention as his heart began to accelerate faster. Snapping his head to the sound, Jimin noticed a bottle had fallen from the table in the wind. It was almost as if Jimin couldn't process the situation, eyes glued to the bottle on the floor as the clickers snapped their heads towards both Jimin and Yoongi in unison. The glass shone almost bluish in the soft moonlight that filtered through the windows as Jimin turned his entire body to the sight before him. 

The clicker's deformed bodies emerged from the shadowed corner, limbs sticking out and odd angles as they snapped their heads in the sound of the shattering glass. With a horrifying screech, their bodies fell into attack mode, sprinting towards the two terrified males. 

"Fuck it!" Jimin shout, spinning his blade in-between his fingers before throwing it directly towards the first clicker. The blade shot straight into the clicker's deformed head, velocity breaking through the skin and sending it to the floor with a thud. With the sheer amount of clickers darting towards them, there was no way they could escape without taking some of them down first. 

Yoongi began shaking his head in disapproval when Jimin shot him a look of pure determination. And with his heart in his mouth, Jimin charged in at the horde. Twirling his twin blades by his side, Jimin plunged the sharpened weapons into the two nearest infected, grunting as he used all his strength to pull the blades from their thick skulls. "NOW YOONGI!" Jimin cried. 

Letting out a 'tsk' Yoongi rose his arms, handguns clutched tightly in his grasp as he narrowed his eyes at the horde before him, "You owe me one, Jimin." he spoke, tightening his trigger fingers before firing two shots in rapid succession. 

The clickers began to drop like flies, bullets piercing through their thick skulls with every shot the blue haired male fired. Jimin danced gracefully through the fight, blood smeared across his blades as he continued to use nothing but brute strength to take out the clickers one at a time. But Yoongi's shots didn't last for long, "Shit!" Yoongi cursed, fingers clicking hopelessly against the guns trigger as the older male was quick to realise, he had run out of ammunition. 

It didn't take long for the horde to separate the two males. Yoongi quickly dove to the opposite side of the room, distancing himself from the horde as he pulled his backpack from his shoulders, desperately searching through his belongings for a fresh box of ammunition. On the other hand, rotten and deformed arms reached for Jimin, peeling flesh coming into contact with Jimin's struggling form. 

Grabbing a hold of Jimin's neck, Jimin began to gasp for air under a clickers iron grip. He began to desperatly claw at the clickers decaying arm as he was forcefully pushed backwards, feeling weak under the brutally strong hold. He could feel himself beginning to choke on the cold midnight air as his back brutally hit the window cill, half of his body being pushed out the side of the window, hanging over the side of the building. 

Hearing Jimin's gasps for air, Yoongi spun his head in the direction of the blonde haired male, "JIMIN!" he called, pausing in his rushed actions as he lay eyes upon the male's struggling form. He was about to leap into action, about to throw himself into the horde, but paused with Jimin's next words. 

"Don't..." Jimin had to gasp for another breath of cold air before he continued, "...stop!" he pleaded, raising a limp arm and wrapping it around the clickers wrist. Mustering up his remaining strength, Jimin pulled down on the clicker's wrist, a piercing crack echoing throughout the room as he broke the monster's hand. Eyes fuelled with hatred Jimin rose his foot, kicking the clicker off of his form. Neck purple and bruised, vision slightly hazy and breath short and disrupted, Jimin stumbled away from the window. 

Taking his chance, Yoongi rose to his feet, sprinting his way over to Jimin and taking a tight hold of his wrist. Hearing the sound of more scurrying from the undead, Yoongi slipped his gun away quickly ushering Jimin to go, "run... RUN!" Yoongi exclaimed, leading them both over to the window. 

With their lives at stake, both Yoongi and Jimin didn't hesitate one bit when they jumped up onto the window cill, cold wind making them feel almost numb as they lay their eyes over the two ropes swaying in front of them. Adrenaline coursed through their system as a fight or flight instinct. In this case, it was to run away. They knew they could never take the horde, they were outnumbered. 

As the reaching arms of the undead closed in, Yoongi and Jimin both sucked in their breaths, mustering up courage as they leapt from the window. With their arms outstretched in front of them they both took a firm hold of the ropes, flinching a little as their hands slid against the surface giving them a painful rope burn for sure. Neither of them dared to look down at the city streets below them, abandoned cars looking like tiny specks at their dangerous height. 

The two males climbed the ropes as quickly as their strength allowed them too, one hand reaching out over the other as they finally made it inline with the window one story up. Startling the rest of the squad on the next level, the two males swung themselves inside, not even bothering to land on their own two feet as they immediately fell to the floor. 

There chests rose and fell in sync as they lay on the chipped wooden floorboards, eyes to the ceiling as they tried to regain their ragged breathing. "I can't believe..." Jimin broke out into a heavy coughing fit, throat dry and voice horse as he continued, "... we made it." he sighed, blonde hair sprawled over the floor. Beads of sweat ran over his heated skin as he let himself relax, blood stains flourishing against his shirt as he was illuminated in the soft moonlight. 

Yoongi let out a low chuckle from beside him, placing an arm over his forehead as he shielded his eyes, "Man, that was way too close." he smiled, so extremely worn out that he somehow found the entire situation funny. 

Jungkook rolled his eyes as he looked over the two worn out males, 

"You guys must've been through hell." 

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{Author Note}

There you have it folks, some long awaited Yoonmin action! It was a shorter chapter then usual, but I can assure you the next chapter is longggg as heck!

Update tomorrow ;)

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