ғᴇᴍ. ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ × ᴄʜᴏɪ ʏᴇᴏɴᴊᴜɴ
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Ａｐｏｃａｌｙｐｓｅ ｐｔ.２
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It has been a few months since Wooyoung joined your 'team' of sorts. Yeonjun seemed reserved at first, but opened up after a few weeks and was soon enough best friends with Wooyoung.
Wooyoung also seemed to take a liking to you too. He always snuggled up to you if the heating broke, and Yeonjun would be gone to fix it. He was like an adorable little cat. Feisty and extremely cute.
You also noticed how he'd blush everytime you'd look his way, or even smile in his direction. His cheeks turning a light shade of red everytime you complemented his efforts to adjust to the school, or when you'd comb your fingers through his hair.
You suspected that little Wooyoung had a crush on you, and you weren't gonna lie, you liked him too. His cute yet snarky and endearing manner was the thing that pulled you in.
So, you planned to tell him that while on the group expedition. Yeonjun, you and Wooyoung had been planning it since a few days after Yeonjun found Wooyoung.
You would all venture into the city to find survivors, as well as other supplies and weapons. It was dangerous, but you were set on the prospect of restoring at least the city. It was pointless, but you might as well try.
This is what you were preparing for now, packing a large rucksack with food, water, bullets, spare clothes and a few other weapons before swinging it over your left shoulder.
The shrapnel-like rain fell heavy and unforgiving against the window panes, causing the pitter patter sounds of rainfall to echo through the halls as you walked towards the Cafeteria. You gripped the strap of your backpack nervously as you approached Wooyoung.
Wooyoung was wearing a slightly worn down black hoodie, with grey combat trousers and dirty white trainers. He adorned a red backpack strsp on his right shoulder, as well as a concerned look on his handsome face.
At least it wasn't just you who felt worried about the expedition.
"Hey Woo. You ready?" you asked, wrapping an arm around his waist. He smiled wairly and nodded, leaning into your touch with a blush.
"Yeah.. just a little bit nervous." he admitted, playing with the strap of his backpack. You forced yourself not to coo over his cute little habit. Instead, you nodded in understanding, patting the side of his hip to try and comfort him.
"Don't be."
You both turned your heads at the sudden voice, seeing it was Yeonjun. You smiled warmly, temporarily letting go of Wooyoung to stand beside Yeonjun and lean into his side. Yeonjun tensed before patting you on the head.
"He's right, we'll be fine, Woo. Calm down!" You smiled. Wooyoung nodded once again, newfound confidence filling his chest at both you and Yeonjun's encouraging words.
Leaning away from Yeonjun, you took hold of Wooyoung's hand, chuckling a little as his cheeks bloom a rosy red.
Yeonjun smiled fondly at you both as he lead the way out of the Cafateria and towards the entrance of the school, silently listening to your conversation with Wooyoung and adding his own commentary frequently. But inside, he was a jealous wreck, fighting the instinct to strangle Wooyoung right there and then. He couldn't stand it. Every little giggle and tease towards Wooyoung that left your beautiful lips chipped away at his sanity like a picaxe to a rock face.
Needless to say, he was furious. Not with you, god never with you. But with Wooyoung. Damn him for being so approachable. Damn him for being such a clingy little bitch. Yeonjun would've never saved Wooyoung if he knew the prick would make his life hell.
He was instantly snapped out of his thoughts once you shuffled next to him again, giving him your million dollar smile. He smiled back, wrapping an arm around your shoulders.
"We'll be okay. I know we will." you said, glancing back at Wooyoung before looking back at Yeonjun. Just as you said that, the entrance came into sight, making your heart beat against your ribcage as nervousness and excitement made your ears buzz.
Yeonjun turned round after he let you go, facing both you and Wooyoung, a proud smile on his face, which you both gladly returned.
"Right. Let's do this thing."
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Your arms ached from how much force you exerted on each swing of your bat, grunting as you bash the head of a zombie on your left.
The shirt you had on was ripped and torn at the sides from how zombies pulled and tugged at it to pull you closer. Your arms and legs were covered in, not only smears of zombie blood and flesh, but also scratches and shallow wounds that needed to be treated soon.
You heard a loud scream a little ways behind you, turning around and seeing Wooyoung on the floor, his bat out of his reach.
"WOOYOUNG!" you shouted in horror, noticing him being two-team'd by zombies, struggling to fight them back. Yeonjun noticed too, running towards him, gun in hand.
"Don't worry! I'll save him! Just worry about yourself, Y/N!" he shouted to you, before following the way that Wooyoung scrambled to- which was into an allyway, the zombies following him with a violent hunger flaming in their undead eyes.
You wanted to shake your head, to shout 'no!' and run to help him. But you really did have to worry about yourself, as you were being surrounded quickly. You sighed and tuned your attention to the zombies around you, glaring holes into their mishaped and sickly faces.
"Let's go, bitches."
𝗬𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗷𝘂𝗻 𝗣𝗢𝗩
It was perfect. An allyway, with two zombies and a helpless, barely capable Wooyoung. The perfect situation, the perfect lie. The perfect scene. I slowed down my pace as I watched Wooyoung get cornered, whimpering fearfully before noticing me.
"Yeonjun! Help me! T-the zombies.." he shouted, and I sprung into action, shooting the first one in the head and the other in the back of the knee, then in the head.
"Thank the lord I got them out of the way.." I said, hiding my smile as I heard Wooyoung's little sigh of relief. "Mhm. Thanks." he replied.
"Let's go help Y/N-"
"Now I can finish you off myself." I pointed the gun at him, all emotion surely devoid from my face except the furious glare in my eyes. I almost laughed at Wooyoung's suprised face, his hands stuck to the wall behind him.
So helpless, so vulnerable. So weak.
"Y-Yeonjun.. what're you-"
"SHUT UP." I snapped, watching as he shrivelled into himself. "Did you really think you could steal her away from me? Huh, you bitch?"
I laughed this time, a smirk forming at my lips. Oh how badly I wanted to blow this motherfucker's brains out, watch as his body crumpled to the floor.
"N-no.. n-no no please... I-I'LL LEAVE HER ALONE I SWEA-"
Bang. I smiled, watching his blood smear the wall behind him. Good fucking riddance. I start to hear footsteps behind me, and I turn around lazily, expecting to see a zombie lobbing towards me. My eyes widen in shock and panic at what I see.
"...Yeonjun..?"
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