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Pairing: Jungkook x OC (Yeona)
Genre: college!jungkook + yandere (ish) + smut
Words: 3,629
Summary: Jungkook is a coward to approach her. So what does he do?
Warnings: Weird yandere behaviour, Yeona is weirdly convinced she likes Jungkook even though she does not, wet dreams, smut, ridiculous and cringe dreams (Because dreams tend to be wild)
A/N: This is a dump from a Wattpad collab. You can read it there too. Check out Hibiscusyriacus on Wattpad. She has a slightly different version. ;)
“Fuck,” he cusses with his eyes screwed shut, “You’re so fucking hot.”
“Thank you,” she mumbles, “You’re hot too.”
“Yeah,” he sighs as he opens his eyes looking down at her.
They moan in unison as they come to an end.
“That was good,” she sighs with a small smile.
“It was,” he grins back and leans in for a kiss.
“AAH!” She jerks forward, “What the fuck?”
Sweat rolls down her forehead and she felt wetness pooling in between her thighs. Did I just have a wet dream…?
… About a boy in my class?
What a nice dream to begin the day with.
She pulls the duvet off her and gets off the bed, “I need a shower,” she whispers to herself.
She walks into class with her stuff and takes a seat. She opens her book and looks through what the professor was going to lecture. She looks up to see the same guy in her dream walk inside. Her cheeks dust pink as she thinks about her dream. It was weird. She’s never had a wet dream before nor has she ever been horny enough to have one.
He takes a seat and looks back to see her. His eyes bore into hers. She looks away nervously. Why did he look at me? Does he know?
Don’t be silly. How can he know about your dream?
“Good morning, students,” the professor walks looking the same as usual—bored and annoyed.
“Today,” he clears his throat looking at his book, “We’ll be going through…”
She zones out and looks at the guy. His name’s Jungwon? Jungbin? Yongkook? Something with a “J” and a “K” I know.
She notices a “J” keychain on his bag. Definitely a “J”.
“I’ll also be returning all your project reports,” the professor says looking at them from above his spectacles, “It needs revision, please. I don’t want to hand in abominations to the exhibition board.”
He sighs, “At least do this for the college reputation.”
He slowly hands out the project reports, “I must admit though. Jungkook has done a good job. Jungkook and Sarah too.”
Jungkook. Yes, that’s his name.
“I must be failing as a teacher if so many of you couldn’t make a simple project report,” he shakes his head in disappointment, “College isn’t just about partying, please. Make sure your academics are on point too.”
She takes her project report and shoves it inside her bag.
“Anyway,” the professor turns to the projector, “Coming back to the topic.”
She gathers her stuff and leaves as the class rushes outside. She feels a hand on her shoulder. Turning around she’s face to face with Jungkook, the boy from her dreams.
“You left this,” he gives a pen to her.
“Oh, thanks,” she says taking the pen.
“Bye,” he says before turning on his heels and walking away.
“He stares a lot,” she thinks before looking at the pen. She realizes that she’s never had a pen like that. She looks through the sea of people for him, “Hey! This isn’t mine.”
She looks around like an ostrich for him, “Motherfucker,” she breathes and leaves the premise.
“Just like that,” he grins, face fucked out in bliss, “My dirty girl.”
“Uh,” she breathes softly feeling him inside, “Please.”
“Keep going,” he encourages in a whisper, “You’re doing so well,” his hands find her waist slowly lifting her up and down.
“Tired,” she whimpers.
“So fast?” He chuckles before stopping, “Well, you’re lucky. I have the energy to go a few rounds.”
He flips them over on the couch and lines up with him. He seals her moans in her mouth with a kiss and pushes in.
“Oh God,” she cries.
“Don’t call him when you’re sinning,” he grins thrusting in harder.
“Shut your damn mouth,” she curses focusing on the pleasure.
“Do you wanna write it down?” He asks with a smirk.
“Write what down?” She opens her eyes to see him holding a pen. The same pen he gave her in class.
“My name,” he grins, “On you pussy,” her jaw drops, “Cause I own it,” he finishes and pulls out.
“Wait- I’m not done,” he pulls away from her and tosses the pen to her.
“See you later,” he smirks, “My dear dream fuck buddy.”
She jerks up sweating profusely, “Why the fuck do I keep dreaming about him?” She looks down between her thighs, “Asshole didn’t even let me finish!”
“What a ridiculous dream? Who would ask someone to write their name on-“ She grumbles and gets out of bed to change for college.
Her mood was entirely ruined for the day. The “fuck buddy” from her dream didn’t let her finish and she was feeling extremely weird and moody about it. Walking towards class, her eyes fall on Jungkook. Her face twists in anger and walks into the class with long and angry strides.
Asshole couldn’t have let me finish before giving me the pen and leaving.
“Settle down!” The professor walks in, “Have you revised the project reports? Please tell me you have. I don’t wanna be embarrassed in front of the board with your grammatical deformities.”
“I’m ready to put forward a deal,” he sighs upon the silence, “If your project report earns a compliment from any board member, I will grant you extra points on the upcoming finals. Good?”
Everyone exchanges looks before nodding and saying yes.
“Alright,” he smiles in satisfaction, “You may turn them in tomorrow. Let’s begin class.”
“Dismissed,” the professor shuts his textbook and leaves.
Everyone rushes out and she looks around for Jungkook. She spots his little coconut head near the door and makes her way to him, his pen in her hand.
“Hey,” she taps his shoulder, “Jungkook. This isn’t my pen.”
“Oh?” He raises an eyebrow, “Well, keep it. Doesn’t hurt, does it?”
“No,” she shakes her head, “Of course not but-” He doesn’t stay for her explanation and walks away.
An asshole in my dreams and in real life too. She grumbles before leaving.
“It’s exam season!” Her friend, Areum, chirps, “Where’s my anxious little cheese cake?”
“That is so cringe,” Yeona shakes her head, “Please, don’t say that ever again.”
“Aww,” she laughs, “Okay, my sweet cupcake.”
Yeona slaps the book on her forehead, “I’ll never be free. Will I?”
“Yes,” she shrugs, “When I die.”
“Have you ever had alcohol?” She asks Areum.
“Alcohol?” Areum thinks, “Yeah, my dad let me try once. Why?”
“I wanna try it,” She says with a sigh, “It looks fun to be drunk.”
“You know,” her friend turns towards her excited, “Dowon is gonna have a party after the exam—an end of the year party. We should go.”
“I hate Dowon,” she scoffs, “You know that.”
“There’ll be booze!” Areum exclaims, “A lot of it. And I need a plus one. Please?”
“I’ll think about it,” Yeona sighs.
“Pretty please?”
“Fine!” She agrees, “I’m gonna go. It’s almost time for my exam.”
“Bye, baby,” Areum winks.
She rolls her eyes and walks away reading her textbook. Her eyes were baggy, barely staying open. She stayed up till 3 in the morning and then her fuck buddy had to get into her dreams and annoy her. Summary? She didn’t get sleep.
She bumps into a boy and drops her book.
“Ugh,” she grumbles, “You couldn’t have moved after seeing me?”
“I don’t know,” his voice alerts her, “Maybe I didn’t want to.”
Jungkook. Fuck buddy.
“Sorry,” she apologizes and tries to walk away but his arm stops her.
“Don’t want your book?” He asks bending down to pick it up.
“Oh,” she grabs it quickly, “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome,” he brushes his shoulder against hers while walking away.
She feels wetness pooling and curses, “Fucking asshole!”
“I know you’re sobbing about your exam being trash but it’s over!” Areum pleads, “Just live.”
“It’s not over till the results come out,” Yeona scoffs, “I need to do well.”
“You will!” She pulls her frustrated friend along with her, “Let’s get you clothes for Dowon’s party.”
“Why? I’m going there only for booze-”
“Booze or not. You’re going to a sophisticated party,” she chirps, “You must be well dressed.”
“I’m not letting you choose,” Yeona grumbles, “I hate your yellow and green colour choices.”
“Hey!” Areum’s eyebrows furrow in offense, “Green is totally my colour.”
“Yours,” she rolls her eyes, “Not mine. I prefer darker colours. Maybe darker shades of red? Oh! Dark blue and stuff like that.”
“OH MY GOD!” Areum squeals pointing at a store window in the mall, “Wine,” she pauses, “Red dress.”
Yeona looks over and falls in love. Wine. Red. Dress. It was like a Taylor Swift song. Near the dress is a pair of matching red heels and a purse. Now, it’s a Taylor Swift album.
“Oh my,” she whispers, “I like it. Should I get it?”
“Should?” Her friends looks offended, “YOU MUST!”
“Okay!” Yeona grins and drags her friend to the store.
“How can I help you?” A sweet assistant goes over to the giddy pair.
“Hi,” Yeona greets her, “We’d like to know about the wine red piece on the window.”
“Oh, yes,” she smiles, “It’s on sale. Would you like to try it?”
“Sure,” she grins bouncing on her heels.
“Go on over to the trial rooms,” she points in the direction of the trial rooms, “I’ll bring the piece over.”
“Thank you,” the two friends squeak out before rushing to the trial room.
“It’s beautiful,” Yeona’s eyes twinkle as she looks at herself in the mirror, “I love it.”
“We’re getting it,” Areum smiles, “It’s affordable too.”
“Yes,” she grins, “You should pick something out too.”
“I have my eye on another piece,” her friend replies, “My mom sent me a picture of it a few days ago.”
“Let’s get going then!” She blows a kiss to Areum.
“Ma’am?” The assistant comes back with a box.
“Yes?” Areum responds.
“That piece also comes with a necklace,” she explains, “It’s free with the set.”
Yeona steps forward to take a look at the necklace. A simple silver chain with a small red stone at the center.
It was now a Taylor Swift album featuring Lana Del Ray.
“Okay, I think for once,” Yeona breathes in, “Yellow is going to look good on you.”
“See,” she rolls her eyes, “The right shade of yellow does the trick.”
Yeona chuckles, “Yeah-”
She drops her bags when her head comes into contact with someone chest.
“Can you not see where you’re going?” She scowls rubbing her forehead and looks up only for realization to hit her, “Jungkook.”
“Sorry,” he replies, “You’re too short to see.”
“What-” He doesn’t stay to entertain her offended reactions and swiftly moves away.
Yeona looks at her friend who was holding in a laugh, “Am I that short?”
“He’s a weirdo,” she comments as she watches her outfit laid out on the bed.
“Who?” Areum asks applying golden eyeshadow, “Dowon?”
“Jungkook,” she answers.
“Why are you thinking of him all of a sudden?” Her friend squints her eyes in suspicion, “Does he have your little heart on lock with his little weird interactions?”
“No way,” Yeona is quick to deny her friend’s accusation.
But in the back of her head she knew it was partially true. Why else would she have such… intimate dreams about him?
“Then don’t think of him too much,” she says, “Go get changed and I’ll help you with your hair.”
“Alright,” Yeona drags herself up, “All this just for a little booze.”
“Hey!” Areum snaps, “That dress is an investment. You said it yourself. A Taylor Swift song.”
Yeona chuckles as she grabs the dress, “Should I go commando?”
Her friend looks at her, bites her lips and contemplates. A small smile creeps up to her lips. She winks making it clear.
Commando.
“Oh my God,” Yeona says over the loud music blaring, “It is really loud.”
“What did you expect?” Areum chuckles, “It’s a party.”
“Where’s the booze?” She asks looking around.
“You wanna get drunk already?” Areum asks, “Let’s dance or do something else first and then drink.”
“Okay,” she nods and follows her friend futher into the party.
“Don’t let go-” Yeona yells but her friend gets dragged away by other popular girls.
“Oh my God,” the girls squeal, “Your dress is amazing, Areum! Your friend looks good too!” They compliment Yeona as well.
“Thank you,” Areum grins, “Yeona is here only for the booze. She wants to try it for the first time.”
“I see,” one of the girls nod, “I’d say the booze at the party is like… Okay? I’ve definitely had better alcohol.”
“Oh,” Yeona’s face drops and her head gets dizzy from the flashing lights, “I’m gonna find the restroom.”
“It’s over there,” one of the girls point, “If you can’t find it, come back right here. We’ll wait for you.”
She smiles before leaving to find the bathroom. She’s never met such nice and genuine popular girls.
Now. Where is the bathroom? She groans. I think I’ll just go back.
Just as she turns back a hand grabs her and pulls her along. She tries to scream but a hand covers her mouth.
“Mmmpff,” her screams were muffled but she hears his voice.
“Shush,” he says.
“Jung-” She breathes, “Jungkook?”
“Hello,” he breathes, “Follow me.”
“Where?” She asks as he drags her upstairs.
“Somewhere more silent and private,” he winks.
Her heart stops at his words. Were her dreams coming true?
He opens a door, pushes her in and crashes his lips to hers. She squeals a little as her body gets pinned on the wall beside the door. His hand reaches out and locks the door.
She tries to kiss back but his lips move down her neck. She reaches out to pull him back up, “Come back.”
Jungkook chuckles before smashing his lips back onto hers again this time pressing his body into her.
“You’re so fucking hot,” he whispers.
Yeona was partially convinced that this was another dream. Why would Jungkook kiss her? No reason.
Her body gets pulled away from the wall and onto the bed. He pulls his shirt off and gives her a quick kiss before kissing down her neck.
“Let me take your shirt off,” he says and her arms go up automatically to help him take it off. He pulls it off smoothly with a small smile.
His eyes fall to her breasts, “Fuck,” he murmurs before his face lowers. She releases a small moan.
“Sensitive here?” He smirks as his hands knead her tits. She nods, eyes screw shut.
“I’m gonna have so much fun,” he whispers kissing lower down her belly, “So much.”
“You are?” She asks raising her head and looking down at him.
“We are,” he says opening her legs apart, “If you let go and try to enjoy.”
She nods as he lowers down kissing her inner thighs. She shivers at the sensation. Her thighs lock onto his head as he gets closer.
She sighs as his lips come in contact with hers. He darts his tongue out to lick a stripe. She moans and pulls on his hair. His smug face delves in deeper.
“I’m gonna eat your soul out,” he chuckles, “I wanna see you squirm and scream.”
She quivers listening to pure dirt falling out of his mouth smoothly.
“Let’s see the button that’ll make you cry,” he pauses searching around until he finds the nub, “There.”
“Fuck,” she curses and comes undone after a little pressure.
He crawls back up to her, “I’m gonna fuck you senseless.”
She nods eagerly pulling him down into a kiss.
“You look so fucking good in a red dress,” he says softly, “I love it on you. Love it when you wear these types of colours.”
Confusion boils at the back of her mind but she ignores it as she hears the sound of Jungkook’s zipper and excitement fills in her stomach. She looks down to find him pumping himself.
“Tell me you want it,” he whispers sweetly, “Tell me you want me inside.”
“I want you inside,” she replies, grabbing onto his shoulders.
He groans aligning his tip to her core, “You’re so fucking fine,” he groans pushing in, “So wet and ready for me.”
She lets out small whimpers adjusting to him. He curses a few times waiting for her to give a sign to continue. Slowly she starts grinding herself down and he takes it as a sign to start slow. He takes her small moans as appreciation and quickens the pace.
“I’ll never want someone else more than you,” he grunts out, “You’re too fucking addictive.”
His passionate words resonate with his thrusts and he loses most of his senses fucking into her. Her eyes roll back, her toes curl and her nails claw at his back. She taps him lightly and his hands rush down to her nub. Her hips lift up trying to match his pace.
“I’m close,” she gasps, “Jungkook-”
“I got you,” he rasps out and adds more pressure to her clit.
She cries as everything unravels around her. She comes undone and she breaks into sweat. He soon follows and pulls out pumping himself with his eyes shut. He groans with his release and falls aside. She sighs and takes deep breaths.
“Finally,” Jungkook smiles, turning his head to look at her, “I got you.”
3 months ago
So beautiful, he thought as he watched her do her work at the campus cafe. He had never fallen so head over heels in love with anyone before. At least not enough to stalk someone.
“Are you not done watching her like a creep?” Eunwoo sat beside him.
“I’m just having coffee,” he shrugged and looked at his friend.
“Sure,” his friend rolled his eyes, “Why don’t you just ask her out?”
“She doesn’t know who I am,” Jungkook sighed, “Why would she accept a stranger?”
“Then make yourself known!” Eunwoo stressed, “If you really like her then just charm her, woo her and ask her out.”
“Charm her,” he thought, “Charm her with what? I don’t really have anything nice about me.”
“You need more confidence, you need to do something you know, something like-" Jungkook stopped his friends mid-sentence
"Black magic," Said Jungkook, making Eunwoo chuckle, assuming it was a joke
There was a long silent pause and a serious look on Jungkook’s face.
“... Shut the fuck up- Jungkook!” He exclaimed, “Are you really going to-”
“Okay, do you know anything about all this? I know what I'm doing," Jungkook slicked his hair back.
"You mean you've been…" His friend couldn't believe his ears.
"Yeah, I've been," Jungkook shrugged.
“Don’t involve me in this,” Eunwoo shook his head, picking his bag up, “Just don’t get into trouble, please.”
He’s been torturing her in her dreams. Dropping small enchanted charms in her bag to nicking her notebook to write spells and symbols in it. All to induce dreams. Dreams he wanted her to see. He notices her mood every day in class. Somedays it was nice and those are the days he’d let her finish. He grins to himself when she walks into class grumpy knowing he didn’t let her finish. He also notices her cheeks turn pink when she notices him.
He had to make his physical presence more prominent in her life. He had to have some sort of interaction with her. He holds the charmed pen in his hand. For now, a small one would do. When the class dispersed he handed the pen over to her like she had left it behind. And being a girl with an attention span of a sparrow, she took it. He walked away before she had gotten the chance to look at the pen, hoping she’d keep it with her so he could induce dreams with it. He walked quickly to stand hidden behind a locker.
“Hey! This isn’t mine,” she noticed and he smiled after hearing her cuss him out.
He had decided to make several more “accidental” interactions between them. Bumping into her at college several times, dropping his books after… Making sure her books or belongings fell too.
He stalked her the entire time at the mall watching his plan unfold smoothly. The charm he dropped to tempt her towards alcohol was working. She was going to Dowon’s party just for alcohol but what was waiting for her was so much more. He couldn’t do anything if she drank alcohol so he had to snatch her up before she’d even get to the alcohol.
He saw her look like a kid who saw the most mouth-melting candy at a store when looking at the wine-red dress. While she was in the trial room he purchased a simple silver chain with a small red stone at the centre and asked the sweet lady to give it to her as a set with the dress.
Seeing her at the party with the wine-red dress and heels on did something to him. Something he’d never recover from. He thought he’d get her when she reached the alcohol booth but in favour of his plan, she searched around for the bathroom. She got to the darker areas in the place so he could easily grab her. He thought she’d freak out but she seemed much more accepting than he had expected.
His plan, the one he had been coiling up for months was unfurling like a long red mat into a gala. And damn right he was going to walk on it like he owned it.
Because he did.
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New fic coming in a min ;)
It's a jk fic <3
And a collab with someone. More info coming right along with the fic.
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𝕟𝕠𝕩𝕚𝕠𝕦𝕤 𝕒𝕣𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕣 - 𝕞𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥
Pairing: Jungkook x OC (Lia)
Genre: ceo!jungkook + apocalypse + yandere + smut
Words: 30,377
Summary: The stars were all aligned peacefully over Jungkook and his girlfriend Lia… Or Jungkook thought so. Amidst his work and money, he loses the balance of life. Ignorant of his girlfriend, Lia, he only realises her worth when she slips out of his life. When obsession meets zombie apocalypse, things turn dark.
Warnings: Heavy yandere behaviour, murder, getting bitten, jungkook feeding humans to lia, smut (a lot of it later on)
A/N: This is a dump from my Wattpad. You can read it there too.
Prologue
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Epilogue
Alternate Ending
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𝕟𝕠𝕩𝕚𝕠𝕦𝕤 𝕒𝕣𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕣 - 𝕒𝕝𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕟𝕒𝕥𝕖 𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘
ALTERNATE ENDING: picks up from chapter 22
⚠MATURE CONTENT AHEAD⚠
I'll mention where it ends.
Warnings: dom!Jungkook, sub!Lia, Jungkook asks her to try on clothes, praising, small biting, Jungkook rips her clothes off, oral (f. receiving), slight begging, cum eating, loads of dirty talk, name kink, crying, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it please!), a lot of fluff (Jungkook just being a sweetheart), mentions of an event from chapter 10 (the lovesick puppy part), just sex sex.
Word Count: 2.2K (actual word count at the end)
A/N: I have no idea how to write smut so you are welcome to cringe. Plus, if you wanna skip the smut, just scroll a lot and read the end after where I've mentioned the smut ends. The ending is important.
[THIS IS ONLY AN ALTERNATE ENDING. THIS DOES NOT CHANGE THE ORIGINAL ENDING. THE ORIGINAL STORY IS WHERE THEY DON'T GET THEIR HAPPY ENDINGS.]
Third Person's POV
"Jungkook?" Lia stirs awake hearing the cupboard door thud close.
"I didn't mean to wake you," he says holding onto the new set of clothes in his hand, "But it's good that you woke up. You need to eat."
"What's all of that?" She looks at all the shopping bags shoved into the corner.
"I bought them for you," he replies, "I just couldn't resist when I saw them. I wanted you to have it."
"Jungkook..," she sighs, "You didn't have to buy me so much."
"Oh, but I wanted to!" He grins, "You wanna see them?"
"I'll check them out in a bit? " She asks, but her eyes weren't on the shopping bags this time.
Jungkook traces her eyes all the way onto his abs. He smirks in realisation.
"What are you looking at, sugar?" He steps forward and closer to her.
Her eyes widen and she stammers, "N-nothing."
"Really?" He presses and she shakes her head.
"Why don't you be a good little girl and try those clothes I got you?" His hand reaches for her face softly, thumb brushing her lips.
"Y-yeah," she stands up against Jungkook who towered over her. As she stalks over to the bags with Jungkook's burning gaze on her back, he sits on the bed manspreading.
"Good girl," he praises as she opens the first bag revealing the contents of it.
"Try 'em on," Jungkook encourages her, "Go on."
She scurries shyly into the bathroom, quickly coming out with the dress on and fixing it on the way out. Jungkook's eyes widen as he sees the black and gold material draped on her figure.
"Does it look okay?" She asks concerned about the time he was taking to say something.
"Okay?" Jungkook chuckles, "It's more than okay, babe. It's fvcking gorgeous. You're gorgeous," he gets up and walks towards her, "Oh, how am I ever gonna remove this image of you from my mind?"
"Don't remove it," she whispers, her eyes trained on his lips.
"It'll be hard then," he whispers back, lips almost touching.
"We can fix that," she replies before he crashes his lips onto hers. Her arms reach up to wrap around his neck. He speeds up the process by bringing his hands to her waist, lifting her closer to him and intensifying the kiss.
She whimpers into the kiss from the sudden movement. She clutches onto his shoulder for dear life as he walks to the bed unsteadily drunk in the kiss. Mindful of her fragile condition, he softly places her on the bed. Both their breaths are heavy as Lia reaches in for more.
"Oh, Han Lia," Jungkook chuckles joining her on the bed, "You will be the death of me."
Lia hums in response and he leans in catching her lips, moving his body and pinning her down like a professional. Her hands reach out to wrap around his neck but he's quick to pin her arms above her.
"What a pretty girl," Jungkook comments kissing down her neck delivering light nips which sent her squirming in his grip.
"Is everything okay, babe?" He asks in a condescending tone with a grin. She whimpers, shivering at the sensation of his lips on her collarbone.
"I like this dress on you," he states, "But it has to come off before I end up ripping it off your sweet body. Do you like the dress?"
"Y-yes," she moans when his hand reaches her ass.
"Then take it off," his jaw clenches, letting her hands loose and watching her squirm around trying to pull the straps off.
She opens her eyes to navigate her dress better. She looks down trying to find the zipper on the side. She struggles to pull it off.
"Do you need help, pretty girl?" He chuckles watching her struggle with it. She nods eagerly almost pulling his hand towards her zipper.
"So needy," he wrinkles his nose and unzips her dress in a single go breaking the zipper out of a hurry.
"I- I thought you said I can save the dress," she replies, breath heavy, "I liked that one."
"I'll just buy you another fucking one," he clenches his jaw and rips it off her body.
She yelps as she watches the dress land somewhere on the floor, turned on by his urgency to have her.
"Oh, how I missed ruining this body," he takes her form in, "Can I rip that off too?" He looks at her panty.
"You still have your pants on," she states with a frown.
"Aww," he coos with a smile he couldn't contain, "My baby wants it off?"
She nods, "It's unfair if I'm the only one naked."
"Then let's make it fair," he reaches for his waistband and tugs it down revealing his Calvin Kleins. Her eyes fall onto the outline of his cock.
"Would you like to do the honours, baby?" He asks as he takes her hand and leads it down to his cock, groaning as he presses it down on himself.
"Uhuh," she nods again unable to form any other form of response to Jungkook's advances. Her hands reach inside his boxers pulling him out. He groans almost losing control and falling onto her.
"Ugh," he grunts as she moves her hands pumping him softly, "Fvcking hell, baby. Yeah, keep going."
"Shit, you're gonna make me cum," he hisses slithering his hands down to her core. She jolts up with a moan and her hands cease all movements trying to take Jungkook's motions down there.
He pushes her hand away softly and peels his boxer off him. He continues his kisses down her body. She whimpers as his kisses seem concentrated on her abdomen—so close to where she wants him to be.
"What's wrong, pretty girl?" He chuckles seeing her impatience, "Do you want something?"
"Yes!" She says eagerly.
"And what do you want?" He licks her belly button and she pushes her hips up in hopes of some friction.
"Want you," she replies softly—more like a whisper, "Down there. Please."
"You like being eaten out, don't you?" He asks with a grin, "Huh, pretty girl? You like having my mouth on your cunt?"
Jungkook knew of her sexual preferences well and clearly but he still enjoyed asking her and teasing her. The reactions he could pull out of her turned him on so much. He loved how sensitive she was to all of his advances.
She nods vigorously only to end up crying out, "Please! I need you. Please put your mouth on-"
She couldn't even complete he loses all his control and rips her panty open.
"Fvck," he swears, "Love it when you beg for me. Love seeing you so wet for me."
"Yes," she breathes out as he brings his digits to her core, "Only for you. All for you."
He chuckles as his grip on her thigh tightens, "If you tell me things like that I might go crazy and rough, baby. Do you want it rough? I don't think you can take it."
"No!" She cries out again, "I can take it! I can take it! I'll take everything you give," she sighs, "Only want you."
"Fvck, I don't think I can go slow on you," he curses before he dives right in, laving his tongue over her heated core.
"Jungkook!" She jerks from the sudden contact, "Oh my God- Please keep going!"
He takes that as a sign to push a finger in, "Jesus, you're so tight. How can you be so tight?"
"Ungh," she strains against him and grinds her hips into his face.
"I'm gonna ruin this tight cunt today," he continues his ministrations, lapping up all her juices without a second thought, "You're gonna let me do that, right babe?"
"Y-yes, Mr Jeon. Of course," she breathes and he pauses.
Mr Jeon.
"Say that again," his finger curls deliciously inside her and she whimpers.
"I said," his nostrils flaring from taking a deep breath, "Say it again."
"Mr Jeon," she whispers.
He pulls his finger out licking it clean before he reaches for her throat, "Say it again," he orders as he lines himself up against her.
"Mr Jeon," she cries out as he presses the tip onto her clit, "Please-!"
He couldn't do it anymore. All his restraints snap and he pushes all the way in breaching her entrance. Moans of pleasure and pain fill the air—the pained ones belonging to her.
"Shit!" He curses realising that even though for her it's only been a few hours, for her body it's been three years, "Shit, baby. I'm sorry- Does it hurt?"
Her face twists into an expression of pain, "Why does it hurt-"
"Shush," he kisses her softly, "I know you feel like it's only been a while but it's been three years and you're very fragile."
Suddenly, tears spill out and Jungkook panics, "Baby- I'm sorry. Don't cry, my pretty girl. Everything is fine."
His arms curl around her figure holding her close, "I know it hurts. Should I pull out?"
She shakes her head with tears streaming down her face, "No," she sobs, "It's okay. Just go slow."
"Of course, baby," Jungkook smiles, "Of course, I'm gonna go slow."
"I miss you," she whispers.
"You miss me?" he asks, "I'm right here, sugar. Right here with you. In you, shall I say?" He chuckles making her smile.
"I love you," she says softly, "Please don't leave me, again."
This time it was his turn to cry. His eyes well up tears as he leans down to press a kiss to her lips, "Never," his tone was so strong, "Never. I'll never leave you alone. These are not empty promises, Han Lia. Not this time."
She sniffs with a smile, "Remember when you said you'd follow me around like a puppy? Are you gonna do that?"
He freezes trying to recollect it. He remembered it, of course, but it wasn't exactly clear in his head. That was three years ago.
Her eyes widen, "Do you not remember it?"
He shakes his head with a small smile, "I do. Yes, Lia. I'll follow you around like a puppy. You can use me," he delivers small kisses to her shoulder.
He accidentally moves and she moans. He freezes, "Sorry-"
"No," she interrupts, "It's okay. You can move. I wanna feel you, Jungkook."
"I wanna feel you too," he rests his forehead against hers, "I missed you so much."
He moves a bit to see if she was okay with it. A pleasurable moan of hers signalled him to keep going. The pace he set was slow. Her arms wrap around his neck. A string of light moans escapes her as his pelvis rubs against her when he pushes in.
"Jungkook-" She groans, "Faster."
"Faster?" He questions before stuttering his hips, "Yeah, sure. Anything for you."
She clutches onto his shoulder as his body pins her down, "Ugh- I'm gonna-"
"Yes," he pants as one of his hands goes down to stimulate her clit, "Yes, baby. Cum for me. For your Jungkook."
Sharp pressure on her clit is all it took for her to come undone.
"Oh, shit," he curses as his hips stutter and push all the way in, grinding his hips against hers.
"Jungkook," she pauses, "Inside-"
"Holy fvck," one more push took him to finish. She moans at the feeling of being filled up. He collapses on top of her, squishing her onto the bed. She grins as she tries to push him off. He gives her a kiss and pushes himself off her and plops beside her.
She pants and heaves trying to take the entire event in. Jungkook pulls her into his arms and smothers her with kisses. He didn't need words to convey that he loved her.
"Baby, sugar, cupcake, my sweet, sweet girl," he calls her, "Lia."
"Jungkook," she smiles, fucked out in bliss.
"I wanna take you to France," he says, "I wanna kiss you on top of the Eiffel. I wanna go everywhere with you."
⚠MATURE CONTENT ENDS HERE⚠
4 days later...
"Woah!" Lia exclaims as she looks through the binoculars on the floor, "Jungkook, look!" She taps on his chest and pulls him over.
"I've seen it before, babe," he chuckles but still looks through and suddenly as though a bulb lit up in his head, he discovers an idea to do that one thing he was thinking about all day. He wanted it to be perfect. He was ready to go back to the hotel and drag her back here the next to do it if he couldn't find an opportunity today.
"Lia, Lia!" He gasps and pulls her to the binoculars, "Look!"
"At what?" Her eyebrows furrow and she takes over, "Where?"
"Look properly!" He says trying to contain his laughter. He quickly fishes the ring out and holds it tightly.
"I don't see anything, Jungkook-" She pauses when a shiny object comes into her view. Her eyes widen as she looks at the ring. She gasps before turning and looking at Jungkook with his arms extended, holding the ring. He kneels down slowly.
"Jungkook," she whispers in realization.
"Han Lia," he smiles, eyes glimmering in happiness, "All those years ago, when I found you hiding in your locker, I was determined to keep you safe and happy," his eyes tear up, "But fate seemed to have different plans and took you away from me. I've never known a pain more than that of not having you with me, Lia. Now, that I have you back with me. I wanna keep you safe and happier than ever. I don't want to waste another second."
"Oh, Jungkook," tears breach her eyes as she smiles already nodding.
"Will you marry me?"
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Black umbrellas pepper the place as rain drizzles down on the result of a bunch of unfortunate events. The small drops pitter and patter on the umbrellas announcing how loud the silence is. The wet ground crunches under the shoes of people joining the crowd. Faces decorated with frowns and tears, others straight, look down at the two caskets placed next to each other.
Jeon Jungkook & Han Lia — a couple consumed by unfortunate events.
"How did she die?" A pair of lips purse together, eyes looking at the caskets.
"He bit her," a shaky reply comes, "And she just-"
"It's alright," firm hands grasp Hoseok's shoulder, "You don't have to say it. I'm glad you made it out alive."
Hoseok had outrun the zombies and made it back home just to see the house crowded with zombies. It was too late. He cleared out the zombies but made it to the room only to find a monstrous form of his friend consuming her carcass, blood oozing out of a hole in her head and a gun in her hand. She had shot herself instead of Jungkook. He couldn't erase the image from his head.
Jungkook's pale, bloody face looking straight at him, pieces of her—he couldn't tell what part exactly, in his mouth.
It was going to haunt him forever. Follow him like plague wherever he goes, whatever he does.
"Felix," Hoseok smiles blinking the tears off, "I'm glad you made it."
"Of course," Felix nods, "I'm here for you, sir."
"Don't call me sir," Hoseok shakes his head, "Just call me Hyung."
"Alright," Felix throws a light smile at him, "Hyung."
The coffins are slowly lowered into the ground and Hoseok's heart drops along with it unable to let go of his long-term best friend and a sister he never had. Hoseok throws a handful of mud into the grave.
They deserved a happy life. They deserved to be together. They deserved the world.
But looks like the world didn't deserve them.
"They're still together, Hyung," Felix pats Hoseok's shoulder, "They'll meet again and this time they'll be happy together."
Hoseok nods swallowing the lump that formed in his throat.
"I wish I could stay longer," he sighs, "But I have duties to attend to at the company. So do you, Hyung. Jungkook's will has your name in it to take over the company after Lia's. I suggest you move from Japan to the UK where you can move on and heal along with managing the company."
"Thank you, Felix," Hoseok pulls the younger one in for a hug, "I appreciate your support. I'll think about moving there."
"I'll see you soon," he bows slightly before leaving.
Hoseok steps back and walks away from their grave unable to accept it. He doesn't want to see their caskets anymore. He wanted their living, breathing forms here ready to pull him into a hug and tell him it was okay and that they were all alright.
He takes his phone out to check the time. He tucks it back and starts walking. Grass and mud squish under his feet as he walks away.
"Sir!" He hears a girl's voice behind him. He turns around to see a young girl holding a wallet. She walks to him and holds it out, "You dropped your wallet, sir."
He looks at the girl's face to find an uncanny resemblance, "Thank you," he takes the wallet from her, "And you are?"
"Jeon Si-u," she answers, "You're Jung Hoseok, I know."
"Jeon-" Hoseok pauses in realisation, "Jungkook's?"
"Cousin," she replies.
"I thought he cut off all contact with his family?" He questions.
"I still kept in touch," she looks down, "He was my favourite cousin."
"I'm sorry," Hoseok felt dejected.
"It's alright," she smiles, "I'll miss him. I'll miss Lia too."
"You knew Lia?" He smiles back at her.
"Yeah, Jungkook brought her around once," she chuckles, "Said she had a good taste in gifts," her eyes zone out thinking about it, "She did."
"She always had a good taste in everything," he agrees.
"I was gonna come find you," Si-u states.
"For?" His eyebrows furrow.
"Jungkook," she purses her lips, "He gave me a letter and asked me to give it to you in case something happened to my parents and if he isn't around."
"Oh," Hoseok looks at her searching her pockets, "What happened to your parents?"
"They fell victim to the vaccine," she blinks trying to keep her tears at bay and hands the letter to him.
He didn't have an answer to that. The poor girl lost her parents and one of her favourite cousins altogether.
He opens the letter.
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Dear Hoseok Hyung,
I don't exactly know why I'm trusting you with this. Might be because you've been with me all my life. I really hope there isn't a situation where this ends up with you. That would be devastating. That would mean I'm not around anymore. It might mean that I've left Lia all alone in this world breaking all my promises to her. And it would also mean that a girl... Jeon Si-u, a cousin of mine would also be alone. I've asked this little girl to give you this letter in case she loses her parents and I'm not around to take her in. Jesus, I hope this day never happens. I can't even think of it.
I know you're confused so let me clear this up for you. This is officially the last favour I'll ask from you as your boss (and a brother). I need you to take the girl under your care. She's an adult and old enough to take care of herself but I really don't trust the world with her. She grew up with overprotective parents who raised her conservatively. She has zero real-world skills. She might end up dead if there's no one to take care of her. You don't have to do a lot. Just be present in her life. Just have her move in with you and watch over her. I swear, she's extremely silent and organized and won't annoy you.
I fvcking hate that you're reading this. I hope Lia's okay. Take care of her too. I know I don't have to ask.
Love you, Hyung
Your Kookie <3
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The tears threatening to fall out finally breach out and he drops to his knees on the floor, hands shivering. Small blotches form on the letter as his tears fall onto it. Soon the tear blotches are joined by more wet patches as the rain intensifies.
Hoseok gets consumed by the rain as his umbrella falls to the ground. His tears are joined by the raindrops falling on his face.
Si-u covers her mouth with her palm, tears streaming down her face too. She brings the umbrella above him to shield him from the rain. She takes the letter from him and reads it.
"Hoseok," she calls out his name sobbing, "I'm so sorry."
He shakes his head crying his heart out. His heart hurts from all of the information he had to absorb within a short time.
"This is so hard," Hoseok sputters, a mix of tears and raindrops in his mouth, "It hurts so much."
"I'm here," Si-u crouches beside him, "I'm here whether you decide to take me in or not."
He looks up at her and shakes his head with a smile, eyes conveying the opposite, "Of course, I'm taking you in. You think I'd go against my boss's order?"
She chuckles, "I hope not. You'll get fired."
Hoseok chuckles taking her hand.
"Let's go home, girl."
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His veins start coursing with a grey colour pigmenting through his pale skin. He stumbles back from the bed falling on the floor as realisation dawns on him.
"Jungkook!" Lia immediately steps off the bed to get to him.
"Don't!" He warns her crawling back, tears in his eyes.
"Oh, Jungkook," her eyes water, "What did you do?"
"Nothing," he shakes his head looking at her from the floor.
"Then what's wrong with your arm?" She breaks down as the situation starts unveiling itself to her.
"I- The second dose of vaccine," he starts hyperventilating.
No, no, no, no. This can't be happening. I can't afford to leave Lia alone. I promised her.
"I took the second dose here," he replies with tears streaming down his face.
"No, Jungkook," she cries, "How can this- I'm gonna call Hoseok."
She sobs as she takes Jungkook's phone and dials Hoseok. She taps her foot waiting for him to answer.
"Hoseok-"
"JUNGKOOK!" A bunch of noises and Hoseoks yells are heard through the phone.
"Hoseok?" Lia breathes heavily, "Hoseok?"
"THE ZOMBIE OUTBREAK, IT'S HAPPENING AGAIN," Hoseok yells through his phone undoubtedly running for his life, "THE SECOND DOSAGE OF VACCINE WAS FAULTY! PEOPLE ARE TURNING!"
"Did- Did you get it too?" She glances at Jungkook and he nods with fear in his eyes.
Who's gonna take care of her now? There isn't gonna be anyone- She's going to be alone. All alone in an apocalypse.
"Yeah," All the footsteps seemed to seize on the other side indicating that he stopped running, "But I don't know if I'll turn. Some people are turning, some aren't," he sighs, "I hope I don't turn. How's Jungkook?"
"He's-" Jungkook snatches the phone from her, "Hyung."
"Jungkook?"
"I'm- I think I'm turning," he says, breath still heavy that Hoseok could hear it on the other side.
"No. Jungkook?" Hoseok panics on the other side, "I CAN'T COME- I'M STUCK HERE! JUNGKOOK, WHAT THE HELL- WHERE'S LIA?"
"She's here," he replies looking at her, "She's with me."
"Get away from her," he says through the phone, "GET THE FVCK AWAY FROM HER-"
"Can you make it here somehow?" Jungkook ignores his requests.
"I'm stuck inside a building- There are zombies swarming outside," he says, "I'll try- SHIT, SHIT THEY'RE BREAKING IN-"
The call ends and Jungkook sighs, tears still falling onto the floor like the last of his hopes.
"I'm sorry," he whispers.
She sobs clutching onto her chest, "It's not your fault, babe. Can I come near you, please?"
Jungkook couldn't resist. She was asking to be near him. She said please. How could ever say no to her?
He smiles softly, "Come here, my sugar."
"Jungkook," she sobs crashing into his chest, "Please, don't turn. You said you'd never leave me!"
He clenches his eyes shut and holds her tight, "I'm so sorry, sugar. I'm so sorry but look," he smiles, "You need to know a few things, okay? When I turn-"
"NO!" She interrupts him, "You're not turning!"
"I don't have much time, Lia. Listen to me!" He says sternly. She coughs and sniffs before nodding.
"I've written you on my will," he states, "All of my money, property, assets and companies go to you."
"I don't want any of that," she shakes her head.
"I know," he coughs and blood spills from his mouth. He quickly brings his hands to cover his mouth not wanting Lia to see it.
"Jungkook!" She panics holding onto his arms.
"I'm fine but listen," he nods, "I know you don't want any of my money but I need to make sure you'll survive. I just- I have to make sure you know how to navigate. Once you have all my properties, you'll need someone to fill in my position. Listen, you have a few options."
"First," he takes a shaky breath, "Appoint yourself the CEO and Hoseok your assistant if he survives and makes it back. If he doesn't, sugar, you're going to be alone."
She shakes her head, "I don't wanna be alone."
"Listen!" Jungkook grabs her face, "If he doesn't, you'll still appoint yourself the CEO but instead of Hoseok, find Lee Felix. He's the Chief Legal Officer. He works in the UK branch of our company. Appoint him your assistant and get his help. I trust him."
"You've studied enough business at university to understand the workings of our company," he takes another shaky breath, clearly in pain as she nods, "Trust yourself. Do not trust anyone other than Hoseok or Felix. They're all gonna try and steal everything from you. Consult several lawyers along with Felix before signing any deal. Read the documents word by word, do not let them trick you, got it?"
She nods with painful sobs escaping her lips.
"I'm so sorry, my sugar," he smiles softly, "I love you so much. Always have."
"Please, don't leave," she cries out harder clinging onto him.
"Let go," Jungkook says as he feels a sharp pain up his neck, "LET GO, NOW!"
"NO!" She opposes and holds onto him harder.
"There's a gun in the bedside table drawer," he says as he tries to get up.
"NO, STOP!" She yells grabbing his arm, "PLEASE, DON'T."
He drags himself and her clinging onto his leg towards the location of the gun. He opens the drawer pulling it out. He crouches as she tries to pull him closer. He takes her hand and places the gun in it.
"Shoot me," he states, "When I'm turning, shoot me."
"NO!" She replies dropping the gun and kicking it away.
"Ugh!" Jungkook falls with a sharp pain in his neck soon shooting through his head. He holds onto his head and curls up.
"Just- Sh-shoot me!" He says and Lia shakes her head holding onto him tightly. He pushes her off him and scurries to the corner of the room.
"Lia!" Jungkook seethes in anger, blood staining his mouth, "I said shoot me!"
"And I said no!" She replies moving to another corner and taking the gun along with her.
"This- Ugh, this is no time to-" he pauses in pain, "To argue. Give me the gun then!"
She shakes her head. Jungkook moves to her and she cowers to the corner. He collapses to the ground near her, his hand twitching. She gasps and slides down on the wall.
"I'm so sorry, Jungkook," she cries, "I'm so sorry. I can't- I can't shoot you."
He groans foaming from his mouth shaking his head at her. He tries to crawl away from her but his hands go numb and he falls flat on the ground, head twitching. His eyes start changing shades from dark brown to lighter until it finally turns grey. His body lies limp in front of her as she sobs in the corner.
"Jungkook-" She sniffs, "Jungkook, no," she whispers, "Don't do this. Please, come back."
She closes her eyes, tears flowing down unendingly, "Come back to me. I love you."
Soon she hears growls and she gasps. His head lifts and she sees him—him but he's not hers. He's not her Jungkook. He snarls at her slowly getting up with his hands. Her back sticks to the wall in fear.
"Jungkook," she shakes her head in disbelief, "This isn't real. No, I need to wake up."
He crawls to her with angry growls and she screams trying to get away from him. His grey and pale hands reach out grabbing her ankle. She tumbles to the ground and he pulls her to him. She yells for help but soon gives in when she comes face-to-face with him. She notices his tears, still fresh under his eyes.
He gives the last snarl before he bites into the flesh on her neck. Her piercing screams echo through the mansion—the mansion is filled with zombies. The guards and workers in the mansion had turned from the vaccine too. Those who were fortunate—or rather unfortunate enough to not turn were bitten or had escaped.
She holds onto her neck—Jungkook had torn a part of her neck off. She watches as his lips—the petals she loved so much, travel down her body not planting kisses but devouring her. She screams in agony as he bites parts of her flesh, tearing it.
"Jungkook," she manages to choke out and reaches for the gun, "I love you so much."
"I know you wanted me to survive," she smiles in melancholy, "But I don't think I will. I'm not strong enough," she breaks down sputtering, blood oozing from her mouth too.
"I can't do this without you. I don't know how to do this without you," she lifts the gun up, "I hope we meet in our next lives. I hope we complete our story. I hope it ends with us old and warm in our beds, together."
"I love you."
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She gives in to the darkness as Jungkook lulls her to a soft slumber. Her body lying limp in his arms all surrendered to the comfort of sleep. He smiles softly at her, softly brushing her bangs aside.
She needs a haircut.
There's a knock at the door startling Jungkook from his thoughts.
"Jungkook?" Hoseok opens the door slowly.
He brings his finger to his lips indicating Hoseok to be quiet.
"Come out for a sec?" Hoseok asks and he nods.
"I'll be back, my pretty girl," he kisses her forehead and rests her body softly on the mattress before stepping out.
"Hyung?" He asks and Hoseok smiles.
"She's fine?" Hoseok asks and Jungkook nods.
"Well," Hoseok chuckles, "I'm sorry to disturb your time with her but the vaccines are about to run out at the camp. We need to go get it now."
"Alright," Jungkook peeks inside the room making sure Lia's asleep and shuts the door, "Let's go."
"I need to run a few errands along with it," he says, "Can we do that before getting the vaccine?"
"Yeah, sure," Hoseok nods, "What errands though? I'm the one usually getting them done."
"I gotta buy some things for Lia," he smiles, "She was craving some snacks and said she wanted her skin care products after taking one look in the mirror," he chuckles thinking of the moment she cutely lost her mind looking at her skin, "Her skin's amazing though. I'm still planning on taking her to a dermatologist later."
Hoseok lets out a laugh, "She's always been obsessed with skincare."
A few hours later...
"Lia?" Jungkook whispers stepping into the room and finding her fast asleep on the bed. He sighs with a small smile. He places all the shopping bags on the floor. He had gotten carried away at the mall buying things for her. Initially, he only planned on buying her snacks and skin care products but god help him. He couldn't resist buying all those pretty dresses on the mannequins and all the shoes he found for her. He takes his jacket and shirt off, searching for clothes in his cupboard.
"Jungkook?" Lia stirs awake hearing the cupboard door thud close.
"I didn't mean to wake you," he says holding onto the new set of clothes in his hand, "But it's good that you woke up. You need to eat."
"What's all of that?" She looks at all the shopping bags shoved into the corner.
"I bought them for you," he replies, "I just couldn't resist when I saw them. I wanted you to have it."
"Jungkook..," she sighs, "You didn't have to buy me so much."
"Oh, but I wanted to!" He grins, "You wanna see them?"
"I'll check them out in a bit? " She asks but this time her eyes weren't on the shopping bags.
Jungkook traces her eyes all the way onto his abs. He smirks in realisation.
"What are you looking at, sugar?" He steps forward and closer to her.
Her eyes widen and she stammers, "N-nothing."
"Really?" He presses and she shakes her head.
"Why don't you be a good little girl and try those clothes I got you?" His hand reaches for her face softly, thumb brushing her lips.
"Y-yeah," she stands up against Jungkook who towered over her. As she stalks over to the bags with Jungkook's burning gaze on her back, he sits on the bed manspreading.
"Good girl," he praises as she opens the first bag revealing the contents of it.
"Try 'em on," Jungkook encourages her, "Go on."
She scurries shyly into the bathroom, quickly coming out with the dress on and fixing it on the way out. Jungkook's eyes widen as he sees the black and gold material draped on her figure.
"Does it look okay?" She asks concerned about the time he was taking to say something.
"Okay?" Jungkook chuckles, "It's more than okay, babe. It's fvcking gorgeous. You're gorgeous," he gets up and walks towards her, "Oh, how am I ever gonna remove this image of you from my mind?"
"Don't remove it," she whispers, her eyes trained on his lips.
"It'll be hard then," he whispers back, lips almost touching.
"We can fix that," she replies before he crashes his lips onto hers. Her arms reach up to wrap around his neck. He speeds up the process by bringing his hands to her waist, lifting her closer to him and intensifying the kiss.
She whimpers into the kiss from the sudden movement. She clutches onto his shoulder for dear life as he walks to the bed unsteadily drunk in the kiss. Mindful of her fragile condition, he softly places her on the bed. Both their breaths are heavy as Lia reaches in for more.
"Oh, Han Lia," Jungkook chuckles joining her on the bed, "You will be the death of me."
Lia hums in response and he leans in catching her lips, moving his body and pinning her down like a professional. Her hands reach out to wrap around his neck but he was quick to pin her arms above her. He ignores the sharp sting on his arm assuming it's just irritation from the vaccine.
"What a pretty girl," Jungkook comments kissing down her neck delivering light nips which sent her squirming in his grip.
"Is everything okay, babe?" He asks in a condescending tone with a grin. She whimpers, shivering at the sensation of his lips on her collarbone.
"I like this dress on you," he states, "But it has to come off before I end up ripping it off your sweet body. Do you like the dress?"
"Y-yes," she moans when his hand reaches her ass.
"Then take it off," his jaw clenches, letting her hands loose and watching her squirm around trying to pull the straps off. He continues to ignore the sting on his arm.
She opens her eyes to navigate her dress better. She looks down trying to find the zipper on the side. On the way, her eyes catch a black spot on Jungkook's arm.
She pauses, "Jungkook?" She quickly pushes him off and takes his arm into her hands inspecting the spot.
"Huh?" He looks at his arm to see the black spot, black veins popping out near it.
His eyes widen as she asks.
"What's this?"
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Jungkook's POV
She hits the floor and cries out falling into my arms. Her sobs were breaking me. It's okay. I'll fix this. I'll fix everything. She'll be okay. I'll be okay. We'll be okay together.
"It's okay," I kiss the top of her head, "Yes, just calm down. It's okay to be selfish. This world doesn't deserve your kindness, cupcake."
She sniffs into my chest.
"I'm so sorry," I whisper, "Let me take care of you, my pretty girl. You're okay, alright? Let go. I got you, cupcake. I got you."
I lift her limp body in my arms. This time she didn't put up a fight. She was still and curling up into my body. I kiss her forehead softly, "Let's clean you up and feed you, alright?"
I get no reply. It reminds me of the time when she was a zombie. No replies. Nothing in return. I'd talk and talk continuously wanting, craving a reply. This was different though. She was here. She's capable of giving me a reply but she's choosing not to. I'm fine with that. I have her close to me. I can take care of her the way she deserves now.
I place her on the counter in the bathroom. She rests her back on the wall, deep in thought. Tears softly ran down her face. I run the bath and look at her. I take a towel and wet it, bringing it to her face and wiping her face, mostly around her mouth. I keep the towel aside and slowly remove her shirt.
"Help me get your pant off, cupcake?" I ask and she nods so softly I might not have detected it if I blinked. I pull at the waistband of the pant and she lifts her hip. I smile and slide it off smoothly. My eyes linger on her ribcage protruding from her skin. She needs to eat more. She's so weak. It's alright. There was time for all of that. I would fix her, every broken part of her.
I turn around to realise that the tub is filled. I turn it off and go back to her.
"Can we get them off?" I kiss her shoulder and bring my fingers to her bra strap. She nods again and I press another kiss to her shoulder before stripping her down. I pick her up and place her into the tub. She shivers slightly.
"Too cold?" I take her wrist and place a small kiss.
She shakes her head as she zones out.
"I have all your favourite bath bombs," I get up and open the cupboards beneath the sink, "Which one do you want today, sugar?"
She hiccups softly, "Do you- Do you have the elepha-"
"Blueberry elephant ones?" I chuckle softly. Of course, that's her favourite one. I have everything she likes, "Yes, cupcake. I have those."
"I want those," she sniffs, "Blue elephants," she whispers to herself before smiling softly, eyes watering painfully, "All alone with them," she chuckles.
I freeze not knowing what she was talking about, "Baby?"
"All alone with them," she repeats, "I used them a lot. Especially when I was alone."
"Why don't we try the citrus bomb?" I ask her trying to deviate from the topic. Maybe I should get her detached from the things she did when she was alone.
"No," she says firmly, "I want the blue elephants."
"Alright," I sigh and take them out, "Your blue elephants," I smile and drop them in the tub. She looks at the bath bomb deforming in the water.
"Woah!" I grin at it, "Look, baby," I hold her hand, "It's pretty, isn't it?"
She nods with a small smile.
"Just like you, cupcake," I kiss the back of her hand, "It's pretty."
"You couldn't get over me?" She asks and I shake my head.
"Never," I place my forehead against her hand, "I tried."
"Did you love me that much?" She smiles softly.
"So much," I whisper, "I still do. I'd do anything to keep you with me."
"Then why?" She sighs, "Why did you ignore me and leave me alone all those years ago?"
"I'm so sorry, cupcake," I sigh, "I just- I was so in the hurry to make money. I thought I was securing us a future. A good future where I'd be able to get you everything. Where our kids would never see a bad day. I wanted everything in this world for you and all of it- All of it seemed impossible unless I had money. I had to make enough to keep you satisfied."
"Oh, Jungkook," she sniffs, "I was satisfied. I had everything. I had everything but you. I only wanted you, Jungkook. If you're here I don't need anything else. I don't need any of those luxury clothes and jewellery you buy me. I'd be more than satisfied if we have a roof over our heads and were safe."
"You deserve more than just a roof over your head, sugar," I smile as tears threaten to fall, "You deserve the world and what use am I if I can't give it to you?"
"No," tears roll down her cheeks and I am quick to wipe them away, "You're not useless. I don't care how much I deserve. I just want you. I really only want to be with you."
"I'm here," I sniff and kiss the back of her hand again, "I'm here, baby. I'm all yours to love."
"Please," she whispers, "Just don't leave again."
"I won't," I push a strand of her hair back, "I promise."
A few minutes later...
"The food's gone cold," I frown and take the tray from her bed, "Get on the bed, my sugar. I'll heat the food up and be back, alright?" I kiss her forehead as she climbs onto the bed, "Stay here."
"Alright," she says softly before lying down.
On my way downstairs, I meet Hoseok.
"Jungkook," Hoseok smiles, "The second dosage is available at a nearby camp. We should go get it soon."
"Yes, Hyung," I grin, "Let me feed my baby first. She's my number one priority currently."
"I can tell," he chuckles, "I'ma go meet her. She's in the room, right?"
"Yep," I nod, "I'll reheat the food and be right back."
"Alright," he says before running up the stairs.
"I hope the second dose finally fixes this damn world."
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Jungkook's POV
"Baby!" I grin as I walk into the room holding a tray of her favourites, "I've made all your favourite dishes and see-" I look around to see no one in the room. I assume she's in the bathroom and set the tray down on the bed.
"Lia?" I walk towards the bathroom, "Baby, are you in the bathroom?"
I don't hear a reply so I open the bathroom slowly, "My cupcake? My pretty girl? You in here?"
I frown noticing that she isn't in the bathroom. I walk outside and into the room thinking of calling Hoseok but soon I realise that he's out doing some work.
"Where did she go?" I frown and leave the room, "Lia? Baby?" I call out to her, "Where'd you go? You need to rest, my sugar. I promise you I'll give you a house tour later," I smile as I think of showing her around our dream house, "Cupcake?"
"You need to rest, baby," I sigh to myself and walk downstairs to hear a thud near Lia's old room. My eyes widen in realisation. Please don't tell me she's gone there-
"Lia!" I find her sitting near the doorstep of the room. No, no, no, this can't be. Just play it cool. She doesn't have to know. She shouldn't know.
"What is this room-?" She asks, crawling back away from the room and I scoop her up into my arms.
"It's alright," I hold her tight, "It's nothing to worry about. Why did you leave your bed? You need to rest."
"What is that room?" She pushes against me almost falling off and I slowly place her fighting figure down.
"It's nothing, cupcake," I smile at her, "Come on now. You should rest as the doctor told you. You need to be well rested and recovered so I can take you on that vacation I promised. Just us, sugar. Just us. Like you wanted. We'll have so much fun together. So much time together-"
"JUNGKOOK, STOP IT!" She yells at me when I try to approach her, "Stop this and answer my question!"
"Baby..." I sigh, "That's your old room. We kept you there. That's all. I know it looks disgusting but you were a zombie. We couldn't exactly clean it," I chuckle as she shakes her head.
"Listen-"
"Why are there chunks of meat on the floor?" She asks, her eyes watering. No, no, no, please no. This can't be happening.
"I-" I pause thinking about my next words carefully, "You were a zombie, cupcake. You had to eat to survive."
"What," she swallows breathing heavily, "did you feed me?"
"Meat-" I reply trying not to reveal much information. She'll freak out. She can't know. She can't know. She'll try to leave. I should just lock her in our room.
"What kind?" She asks fuming. I was scared not only because I didn't know how to reply but also because she seemed extremely angry and too fragile.
"Lia-" I chuckle, "Just meat. Why are you worrying about it? We have other things to think about! Like that vacation you deserve and, all the things you wanna buy. Perhaps a new house? This one is getting old now-"
"I asked," she breathes in, "What. Kind."
"Baby," I try to get near her, "You're overthinking it. Come on now," I open my arms to hold her, "Let me take you back to the room so you can eat. The food's getting cold. Come on."
"I ASKED A QUESTION!" She yells moving back.
"And I answered it, cupcake," I reply softly and reach out to her again, "Come here. Let me take care of you."
"No," she shakes her head, lips quivering, "What did you feed me?"
"Don't worry about it!" I chuckle, "We have to choose a place for our vacation. Help me choose. Come on, cupcake. You've always wanted to visit France, right? We'll go to France. You said something about kissing on the top of the Eiffel. We'll do that. We'll do everything you want to. Come here, now-"
"WHAT DID YOU FEED ME?" She yells again hitting the ground with her hands and I lose my patience.
"THEY WERE BAD PEOPLE!" I yell back, "THEY DIDN'T DESERVE TO LIVE."
"No," she whispers, "Jungkook, what-"
"Listen!" I scramble down onto the floor next to her, "There's nothing to worry about. They were bad people and I just- Instead of just killing them I-"
"Jungkook," she puts her palm to her mouth coughing, "No-"
She's gonna throw up-
She coughs and throws up on the floor.
"Lia!" I hold onto her shoulder and move her hair out of the way, "It's fine. It's fine. Just let it all out. You're okay."
"No," she whimpers as tears fall onto the ground and saliva drips from her mouth—a disgusting image if someone else were to see it but I didn't find it repulsive. It was my baby. She was mine and I could never feel repulsed by anything she does.
I've already seen worse than vomit. I've seen her eat humans alive. I've seen her tear them apart muscle by muscle, blood splattering.
"It's fine," I rub her back, "Shhhh," I kiss the top of her hair as she retches and coughs, "Yeah, let it out. Don't worry. I got you, cupcake. Everything's fine. There's nothing to worry about."
"No," she cries crouched over the floor, shivering, "You can't be serious."
"Lia," I slowly try to lift her but she pushes me away.
"Why would you ever-" She gasps and retches again.
"I had to keep you alive, baby," I sigh and put my head down.
Have I lost again? I'm gonna lose her again, aren't I? But I can't afford that. I can't let all those years of waiting, lead to this moment where she'd try and leave. No. It can't happen. It won't happen.
"I didn't want to be alive!" She exclaims as she cries more brutally, "I wanted to be shot dead the second I was bitten!"
"LIA!" I raise my voice. The audacity she had to think I'd ever kill her-
"How can you think I'd ever shoot you dead, Lia?" I scoff, "I would never even think of leaving you."
"Oh, really?" She chuckles, "Really? Have we forgotten all the times you've left me alone, Jungkook?"
"Of course you have," she scoffs, "That was three years ago for you!"
I freeze. She had a point. I've always left her alone. She was alone in all her struggles. I failed as a boyfriend without being with her in her hard times. All this while she was still trying her best in the relationship. She gave her everything from love and care to sex. She put everything on the line for me and I didn't.
"I'll never do it again," I move closer to her, "I promise I'll never do it again. I'm all yours, baby. Please, just take me back. I love you."
"I love you so much it hurts."
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Lia's POV
Three years? Did I miss three years of my life being a zombie?
"Jungkook, what?" I shake my head in disbelief, "You kept me as a zombie?"
"I had to- I couldn't do it without you," he stutters, "Please. I needed you."
"I told you I didn't want to be one of those things!" I yell at him. I scoff and look at myself. My skin looks fine... Human. Not pale and greyish like the zombies. Not rotten. I look at my hands and palm. I touch my face, running my fingers down my face. First my forehead, then my eyelids and eyelashes, then my nose and my lips. Everything's still intact.
I can't remember anything from my zombie years. Nothing. Absolutely empty. It feels like I just woke up from a long dreamless sleep. No memories of what happened in between. I bring my hands to my hair pulling it in confusion and helplessness.
"No," Jungkook holds onto my hands, "Please stop. Stop! Stop crying! I swear everything's gonna be fine."
Three years. Did I really lose three years of my life? What happened during those years? Did the world change? Did they curb the zombies? What about Jungkook? What was he doing all these years? Did he find someone else? Maybe he only kept me because he made a bunch of last-minute promises. What would I do if I find another woman in my place? Would I have to leave? Where would I go?
"No, no, no," I was chanting holding my palms to my ears, "I can't."
"Baby, please," I could hear his sobs, "Don't do this to yourself. Please stop thinking! I'll give you all your answers. I just want you to feel better before you catch up. Please, listen to me. Lia!"
"Why did you do this to me?" I ask him, my breath heavy. Why did he have to put me through all this? Why am I not dead like I'm supposed to be?
"I- I told you, baby," he stutters, "I couldn't- I just couldn't. I needed you."
"I'm supposed to be dead," I state and he shakes his head vigorously, "No, baby. You're alive with me. We're together. Isn't that what you've always wanted? Time with me? Me? You've wanted me? You have me. I'm all yours. Forever. You'll never have to worry about being alone again. You want me next to you? I'm here. You want me on my knees? I'll be on my knees. I'll do anything you want. Anything. You just have to ask."
My chest tightens listening to all of his promises. They sound so tempting. Like it's just there and I can grab it. He's always made promises but never fulfilled them. I don't know if he does it on purpose but he always dangles hope like a prize in front of me and when I try to grab onto it he just pulls it back. I don't trust him. He'll do it over and over again.
"No," I shake my head pushing him away from me, "You always say that. You make promises and never keep them. You always- You never- I don't trust you."
"No," Jungkook was almost hyperventilating from the way he was crying, his whole face red, "No. This time I swear," he coughs, "I'll make sure you get everything you want, every promise. Please, I just want another chance. I'll make you happy. No more company shit. I don't want my company and money if I don't have you. You were right- We can't have a future if you're not in the frame. It's us- We make the future not my company. I love you, please. I can't lose you again. I'll do anything. Just give me a chance."
My chest hurts from the way it's tightening. My throat feels closed up as I cry out. I want this. I want him. I want a life with him. The one I've always wanted where he's there, present. One where he'd actually come home to me and talk to me, where we would sleep together in each other's arms every night and where he'd be present on important occasions.
"I want it," I whisper softly, almost inaudible and Jungkook looks up quickly, eyes shimmering with hope, "You want what, baby?" He asks back as softly.
"I want a life-" I sob, "with you."
"Of course," he smiles, "Yes, baby. Oh, Lia. Of course, you have it. You have a life with me. You can have it. Yes-"
"I don't want just any life," I sniff, "I want the one I want."
His eyes widen and he kneels down, "You'll have the exact same. The exact same I swear. The same as what you wish for."
"I don't want to be left alone," I sigh as tears roll down the same path the previous ones did.
"No," he whispers, "I'll never leave you alone. Never. Just give me another chance."
I close my eyes, more tears escaping, "Yes."
"Yes?" His mouth parts and he swallows nervously, "Yes, you give me another chance?"
"Yes," I repeat and this time I didn't hear his voice. I felt the powerful impact of his lips on mine. I was immediately pushed, flush back on the bed. He was a huge man in comparison to me. He was stronger too.
He pulls back and sobs, "Thank you so much. Thank you. You don't know how much this means to me, my sweet, sweet cupcake. My- My sugar, I love you so much."
I let an ugly sound out as I break down and start crying harder. It was too much. He was making too many promises... Too many which felt too good to be true but I couldn't resist. It was him. He loved me and he wanted me... He kept me for three years as a zombie. Anybody else would have lost hope and given up.
I hold onto him, still crying, as he peppers my face with kisses, "It's been so long since I've held you like this," he whispers chuckling, "I missed you so much. I missed your lips. I missed your sweet voice."
All of this was a lot to take in. I was still crying my eyes out and soon became breathless—hyperventilating.
"Lia?" Jungkook lifts off me as I try to breathe.
"No-" Jungkook gets off me and holds onto my arms, "Everything's fine. Please, calm down. Talk to me."
"Too-" I take a shaky breath, "Too much."
"Too much what, baby?" He asks softly, "Did I make you uncomfortable?"
I shake my head hiccuping, "No. So much to- To process."
"Ah," he nods softly, "It's fine. You can take your time. Can I get you something to eat? I'll get you something to eat."
He rushes off to the kitchen murmuring something along the lines of "I'll make her the best meal of her life."
And suddenly I had a new thought to ponder about.
How did I survive as a zombie?
What did he feed me?
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Jungkook was done dressing her with brand new clothes. He had already ordered a ton of clothes for Lia. He wasn't going to stop at clothes. She was going to have everything she wanted lying down at her feet.
"I miss you so much," he kisses the back of her hand, "I'm never letting you go again. You're gonna be stuck with me forever."
Hoseok lightly knocks before walking in, "How is she?"
"I think she's turned back fully," he pushes a strand of her hair behind her ear, "I hope she'll be okay."
"I think she needs a doctor, Jungkook," Hoseok sighs, "Let me call our doctor."
"Alright," Jungkook nods without taking his eyes off her. He's observed her plenty in the three years he kept her but not in her human form. He's seen her tear a human apart, he's seen her lose her little zombie mind trying to get to him.
"What are you gonna tell her?" Hoseok asks softly, "She's not gonna be happy."
"I- I don't know," Jungkook sighs, "I never really thought about that."
"You don't know how she's gonna wake up, Jungkook," he replies, "She's been a mindless zombie for three years. What if she's lost her memories or something?"
"I hope not," he purses his lips, "I really hope not. I don't know what I'd do..."
"Maybe it'd be good?" Hoseok says, "You could start anew... She'll... She'll never know."
"But our memories," he closes his eyes, "All that- She won't have them and she won't love me."
"You think she still loves you?" Hoseok whispers.
"Maybe not but," Jungkook sighs, "She knows me. We'll be able to heal together."
"The doctor's here. We should let him look at her," he informs and steps out of the room.
"You're gonna be just fine," Jungkook places a firm kiss on her forehead and follows Hoseok.
45 minutes later...
"I still can't believe the vaccination can turn people back," the doctor shakes his head in disbelief, "This is a game-changing discovery-"
"I'm glad Jungkook tried it," Hoseok smiles patting Jungkook's back.
"I'm just glad that she's gonna be fine," Jungkook sniffs wiping his tears.
"Yeah but be careful," the doctor nods, "She's fragile and needs time to recover."
"I'll take care of her," he nods with a smile.
"I'll take my leave now," the doctor smiles, "Don't forget to get the second dosage of the vaccine soon, eh?"
"Yeah, of course," Hoseok shakes his hand and walks him out.
Jungkook hears shuffling inside the room and he rushes in to see Lia up and trying to get out of bed.
"LIA!" He rushes to her side, "Oh my God, Lia. Stay in bed, please."
"What-" Lia whispers before holding pressing her palm to her head, "What's going on-"
"It's okay," Jungkook chants over and over again, "Everything's okay. Just stay in bed. You're fine."
"Jungkook?" Lia asks and Jungkook clenches his eyes shut. It's been a while since he last heard her say his name.
"Yes, baby," he whispers, "Your Jungkook."
"I thought-"
"Just lie down please," he begs holding onto her hand, "Please."
She nods softly before lying back down. Her breathing seemed very erratic and panicked.
"Baby," Jungkook coos, "Please, breathe. I'll explain everything once you're calm and well-rested. Okay?"
"O-okay," she replies trying to breathe.
"Yes, cupcake," he smiles softly, "Just like that. Slow."
"Am I dead?" She asks softly.
"What?" He chuckles, "No, you're not dead, sugar. You're alive. Very alive."
"Then wha-" She swallows with her dry throat, the sting her throat making her cough, "I need water."
"I'll get it," Jungkook shoots up from beside her and pours her a glass of water, "Here you go, cupcake. Slow."
She swallows the glass of water in a second and motions for another glass. After downing about four and a half glasses of water she sits up slowly.
"You can lay down," he says, "You don't have to get up."
"No- I feel better," she sighs, "I feel better."
"Are you hungry-"
"Jungkook," she interrupts him, "Are we gonna pretend like I wasn't bitten by a zombie a while ago?"
Does she think it was a while ago? Oh god, she doesn't know that three years have passed by.
"Why am I still human, Jungkook?" She asks shivering, "Did you find a way to cure me?"
I did. He thought. I did but it was an accident. I didn't even know she was going to turn back.
"Jungkook, answer me!" She raises her voice, "What happened?"
"I- You were bitten," he recollects the moment from three years ago.
"And?" She encourages him to go on.
"You turned into a zombie," he states softly.
"Why am I human, Jungkook?" She asks, "What did you do?"
"I- How long do you think it's been since the bite?" He asks as his eyes well up with tears.
"I don't know," she shakes her head, "A few hours? Maybe a day or two. Why?"
Few hours. She thinks it's been around a few hours to a day or two.
"Jungkook?"
"It's been three years."
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"IT'S OKAY!" Jungkook yells.
"It's alright, baby," he sobs, "I'm here. You're with me. You're not in pain!"
He sits down grabbing his head, "No, no, no! I can't let go!"
"You're fine, baby," he whispers, "You're not in pain. I love you. I love you so much. So, so, so, so much."
"Jungkook..." Hoseok walks in with a glass of water.
"Hyung," he says softly.
"Get up, man," Hoseok says, his voice wavering, "I can't see you like this."
"I'm sorry," Jungkook shakes his head, "I just- I need her."
"I know you do, Jungkook," he sets the glass of water down and sits beside Jungkook, "I know but it's time you let her go."
"I love her, Hyung. I can't let her go," Jungkook sobs as he buries his head into his palms, "This is all my fault."
"Do you really want Lia to be the one thing she didn't want to be?" Hoseok asks softly, "Do you really want to go against the last thing she asked for?"
"No," he whispers, "Of course no but... I just can't do it without her."
"Jungkook," the older sniffs trying to keep his tears at bay, "I understand. You and Lia have been my family for as long as I can remember. You think I can do this with either one of you?"
Hoseok stands up and walks across the room angrily, "You think it was easy for me to lose Lia? I saw her as my own sister, Jungkook!"
"You think it's easy for me to see her withering away in a room being the one thing she didn't want to be?" Hoseok yells in pain, "I can't, Jungkook!"
"Three years ago," Hoseok scoffs, "When she turned, I thought I still had you. I thought I'd still have you by my side."
He kneels next to Jungkook taking his hand, "Please, Jungkook," he cries out in agony, "Please, stop this and move on. I cannot watch you fall apart in front of me. I cannot watch you wither away as she is!"
Hoseok takes out his gun and places it on Jungkook's palm, "Please," he heaves, "Take this gun and end her suffering. End my suffering. I cannot watch either of you wither away."
"It's okay, Jungkook," he repeats, "It's okay to let someone go."
Jungkook falls into Hoseok's arms as he breakdowns.
"I'm so sorry, Hyung," Jungkook cries out, "I'm sorry."
Hoseok holds him tighter and places a kiss on his head, "We're gonna be okay."
"I'm gonna miss her so much," Jungkook hiccups into Hoseok's chest.
"Sir!" One of the guards burst into the room startling both of them.
"Jesus!" Hoseok jumps holding his heart, "WHAT?"
"M-ma'am's not okay-" He stutters, "I don't know she's weird now- She's- I think she's turning back."
Jungkook's eyes widen as he bolts down the stairs to her room. He pauses right outside the open door of her room—heart racing and drops of sweat forming on his forehead.
"Jungkook, is she-" Hoseok stops when he sees Jungkook, "What's wrong? Go in."
"I'm scared-" Jungkook breaths in, "I don't think she'll want to see me."
Jungkook had managed to do the one thing she asked not to. She's mad at me. She hates me for what I did.
"Who cares, dude?" Hoseok huffs, "She's turning back! GO SEE HER!"
He pushes Jungkook into the room. His eyes widen when he looks at Lia. She was on the floor whimpering softly as her skin seemed to gain colour slowly. He runs to her and holds her head up.
"Oh, Lia," he whispers, "My baby."
Her eyes were closed and her lips slightly parted. Her ashy lips were gaining colour and becoming pink again... The same pink lips he missed.
"I miss you so much," Jungkook didn't realise he started crying again, "So, so much," his tears roll down his cheeks and onto her face. He quickly hugs her body to him.
"Sir- I don't think you should be that close to her. She might still be dangerous," one of his guards warn him but he scoffs with a small smile on his face, "You think I care if she bites me? I'll just let her have me as she wants. Doesn't matter what she is—a human or a zombie. Does she want to eat me to satisfy her flesh hunger? She can have me. She can have me the way she wants. I'll let her take me."
Hoseok pats Jungkook's back, "Well, let's get our girl cleaned up and shifted to a new room, shall we?"
"Yes, Hyung," Jungkook grins slowly lifting her, still minding her limbs which turned fragile during her zombie years.
An hour later...
"So," Jungkook takes a deep breath before talking to the maids, "Are you gonna clean her up or not?"
"Sir, she's a zombie-"
"SHE'S NOT A ZOMBIE!" Jungkook yells at them and they flinch back, "She's a human. She's my wife."
"Wife?" Hoseok's eyebrow twitches up, "When?"
"She's dangerous to be around," one of the two maids replies, "We're scared. We have families too, sir. I'm someone's wife and a mother."
Hoseok sighs, "It's fine, ladies. You can leave."
They smile softly before bowing and leaving.
"You can't force people to do dangerous things," Hoseok scoffs, "Especially innocent women."
"I'll do it myself," Jungkook announces and walks into the bathroom. He looks at her unconscious body in the dry bathtub.
"Do you need help-"
"Get out," Jungkook says before slamming the door. He smiles looking at her transforming body.
"I never thought I'd see this day," he grins walking towards her, "The day where you'd turn back and be my Lia again."
"Let me get those nasty clothes off of you," he bends slowly removing her dress, the same dress she wore to her graduation ceremony.
"You're still gorgeous, cupcake," he says to himself, "Always my pretty baby."
He strips her naked and turns on the water to fill the tub, "Let's wait for the water, shall we?" He kisses her forehead softly, "How long has it been since you've been near water? Three years? I hope you like this. It's warm water."
"I can't wait for you to wake up," he whispers, "I've missed you so much. Once you wake up, I'm gonna drown you in all my love. I'm gonna buy you so many things, I'm gonna take you on that vacation I promised. Just us. You and me in our own little world."
He turns off the water, "I'll keep you safe."
"I'm gonna marry you the second you feel better."
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𝕟𝕠𝕩𝕚𝕠𝕦𝕤 𝕒𝕣𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕣 - 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟙𝟞
Third Person's POV
Lia growls and struggles against the men holding her down. Jungkook stalks towards her with the vaccine in his hand.
"I love you, Lia," Jungkook declares, "You know that, right?"
He takes the syringe out of its packet and stabs it into the vaccine bottle, "I know you know," he smiles as he kneels in front of her.
"Stay still, okay?" He says softly, "This will hurt a bit."
The needle of the syringe pierces her dead flesh. He injects the vaccine and stands up.
"Leave us," he tells his men and they quietly shuffle out of the room. Jungkook notices no change in her. She was still the undead zombie she turned into three years ago. Any hope, any belief in him was wiped away as she continues to snarl and growl brainlessly at him pathetically.
Jungkook scoffs at his attempt to cure her, "Why did I even think it'd work?"
"You'll never become what you were once," he spits at her harshly out of anger after all her feelings or emotions didn't matter. Not anymore anyway...
She was a zombie. She didn't have any.
It's not like he cared when she did either. This was his punishment. You'd only realise the value of something when it's gone.
He didn't take her love and emotions when she was full of them. Now that she doesn't have any he wants it. He misses and craves it.
"You'll never be my Lia," he falls to his knees crying, "You'll never be her. She was so lively. So full of emotions."
"YOU'LL NEVER BE HER!" He yells at her and she flinches and falls back from the sheer force of his yell.
"I- I wish I had her," he sobs, "I want her. I miss her. I want her back, please. Give her back to me."
He stumbles closer to her, "Come back to me," he sniffs, "You know I love you, right? I'll give you everything you want. You just have to ask. I'll love you the way you deserved to be loved. I'll worship the ground you walk on."
"Give her back to me!" He goes closer and Lia almost pounces on him but he gets pulled back.
"JUNGKOOK!" Hoseok yells as he drags him back, "ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND?"
"I want her back, Hyung," he cries as Hoseok cradles him looking at Lia, "I want her back."
"Jungkook," Hoseok sighs, "I'm- I'm sorry."
"I need her," he sobs painfully, "What am I without her love? I'm tired," he whispers, "I'm so tired."
Hoseok purses his lips. He didn't have any comforting words for Jungkook. He looks up at Lia reaching and trying to grab at them. He smiles pitifully at her. It's not her fault. She should have been killed the second she was turning. Jungkook perhaps would have moved on then. He would have found something else to live for.
"Let's go to your room, alright?" He says softly pulling Jungkook up and taking him to his room.
"Lie down and rest, okay?" Hoseok pats Jungkook's shoulder softly and leaves the room.
-
"Stop!" She hisses as she returns to drawing, "What are you trying to do?"
"You're drawing someone," Jungkook frowns, "Who is it?"
"It's just one of my friends, Jungkook," Lia says softly, "It's her birthday tomorrow."
"You've never drawn me," he frowns, "Draw me."
"I'll see," she hums going back to concentrating on the canvas.
"Baby," he whines, "I missed you today at the office. I could only think of you the entire day."
"Oh," she replies absentmindedly.
"Are you listening?" He asks with a frown and she just nods.
"You're not listening," he huffs in annoyance and snatches her pencil.
"Jungkoo-"
"Shut up," he pulls her on top of him and grins, "Give me some of your time."
"No," she scoffs and tries to climb off him.
He pulls her back and pins her onto the bed, "You're not going anywhere. I always get what I want, baby. You're gonna give me your time."
She sighs and gives in opening her arms. He happily settles in, resting his head on her chest.
"I love you so much," he murmurs into her chest.
"I love you too," she kisses the top of his head.
"Jungkook?" She calls.
"Hmm?" He hums nodding his head.
"Jungkook," she says softly.
"Yeah, baby," he replies looking up at her only to flinch back.
"Do you not want me anymore?" Her rotten face asks, "Am I not pretty anymore, Jungkook?"
He shakes his head and crawls back and away from her. He looks around to see that the entire room is bloody and rotten.
"I drew you, Jungkook," she grins lifting a bloody paper with his face drawn on it, half of her lips rotten away almost falling off, "You wanted me to draw you. I did it."
His eyes well up with tears and he shakes his head.
"Come to me, Jungkook," she laughs, "Don't you miss me?"
He continuously shakes his head.
"You don't?" She frowns, "I miss your promises, Jungkook. All those sweet promises. I miss them."
He sobs and moves back for his back to hit the wall.
"Jungkook," she sings his name over and over.
"Jungkook."
"Jungkook."
"Jungkook."
"Jungkook."
"Jungkook."
"Jungkook."
"Jungkook."
"Jungkook!"
His eyes shoot open to see Hoseok standing in front of him with worry twisting his face.
"Jungkook?" Hoseok lightly slaps his face, "Bad dream?"
He nods his head unable to speak.
"It's okay," Hoseok says softly, "I'll get you water."
His head is filled with Lia's rotten face calling for his name.
Jungkook.
Jungkook.
Jungkook.
Jungkook.
Oh, her sweet voice was becoming a curse.
Am I going insane?
J̶̧͋͛̍̾̋̔͌ų̸̡̛͎̣̤̼̮̎̎̒́͐̋͐͝ņ̵̧̣̲̖̙̎̆̇̾͋̏̄̏͌̕͜g̵̨̖͈̔̅̀̂k̸̨̧͈̤̠͇̂ǫ̴̖̺͖̖̩̼͔̂̂̑̂̕o̷̮̺̩͗͊̅́̽́͝k̶̥̝͝.̷̨̺͈̘̎̊̑͆̀̔̑̋̍
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wₕy?
J̶̧͋͛̍̾̋̔͌ų̸̡̛͎̣̤̼̮̎̎̒́͐̋͐͝ņ̵̧̣̲̖̙̎̆̇̾͋̏̄̏͌̕͜g̵̨̖͈̔̅̀̂k̸̨̧͈̤̠͇̂ǫ̴̖̺͖̖̩̼͔̂̂̑̂̕o̷̮̺̩͗͊̅́̽́͝k̶̥̝͝.̷̨̺͈̘̎̊̑͆̀̔̑̋̍
wₕy?
J̶̧͋͛̍̾̋̔͌ų̸̡̛͎̣̤̼̮̎̎̒́͐̋͐͝ņ̵̧̣̲̖̙̎̆̇̾͋̏̄̏͌̕͜g̵̨̖͈̔̅̀̂k̸̨̧͈̤̠͇̂ǫ̴̖̺͖̖̩̼͔̂̂̑̂̕o̷̮̺̩͗͊̅́̽́͝k̶̥̝͝.̷̨̺͈̘̎̊̑͆̀̔̑̋̍
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Y̶͕̺̲͛̓̄͝ồ̴̗͍̯̍̃͆̀̉̚̕u̴̥̟̖̭̘͉͔͆͌́͜ ̴̊͜f̶̺̫͚̭̲̼̩̽͑̄̌̔͘ͅo̶̢̡̹̩̹͚̮͙͚̻̍͐͛͝r̴̡̛͎͉̺̯͋g̵͈͊͌̌̎̒̓́͒͊̆ǫ̴͔̱̯̲̪̇̀̂̐́͂́͝͝t̸͇̬̠̤͑̿̿ ̵̫̫̽̉̈́͝ͅý̷̨͔͖͎̿̒͝ͅo̴̭͈͎͍̬͊̓̉ǘ̵̧̳̩̤̥͕̅ͅȓ̸̡̜̱̺̈͆̈́͌̆̕̕ ̴̘̪̙̟̆͆p̶̙̤͖͇̟͕̺̄̍̽͗̌̓̀́͠ͅr̴̰̥͈̎̏o̸̝̥̮̟̫̠̝̍̈́̂̋̍̔͠͠ḿ̸̨̧͈͇̓̽̌̃̃̅͌͘͠i̶͈̘̓̃͊̈́͒͝s̵̜̼̰̱̍͜͠ḙ̸̢̧̲̫̟̯̘̯̈́͒̐͜s̵̛̝̎̾́́̇̀̆͠.̷̡̰̭͈̫̌̈́͆̏̽̉̀́̚͝
Y̶͕̺̲͛̓̄͝ồ̴̗͍̯̍̃͆̀̉̚̕u̴̥̟̖̭̘͉͔͆͌́͜ ̴̊͜f̶̺̫͚̭̲̼̩̽͑̄̌̔͘ͅo̶̢̡̹̩̹͚̮͙͚̻̍͐͛͝r̴̡̛͎͉̺̯͋g̵͈͊͌̌̎̒̓́͒͊̆ǫ̴͔̱̯̲̪̇̀̂̐́͂́͝͝t̸͇̬̠̤͑̿̿ ̵̫̫̽̉̈́͝ͅý̷̨͔͖͎̿̒͝ͅo̴̭͈͎͍̬͊̓̉ǘ̵̧̳̩̤̥͕̅ͅȓ̸̡̜̱̺̈͆̈́͌̆̕̕ ̴̘̪̙̟̆͆p̶̙̤͖͇̟͕̺̄̍̽͗̌̓̀́͠ͅr̴̰̥͈̎̏o̸̝̥̮̟̫̠̝̍̈́̂̋̍̔͠͠ḿ̸̨̧͈͇̓̽̌̃̃̅͌͘͠i̶͈̘̓̃͊̈́͒͝s̵̜̼̰̱̍͜͠ḙ̸̢̧̲̫̟̯̘̯̈́͒̐͜s̵̛̝̎̾́́̇̀̆͠.̷̡̰̭͈̫̌̈́͆̏̽̉̀́̚͝
wₕy?
H̴̡̩̲͇̥̱̪̤̍͑̃̾̌͋̈́̅̑̕͜ͅo̶̞͛̌̒͋̿͋̄̑͌̚ẅ̶̛̲̜̞̱̯̜̥̮̰̜́̀̂̔͝ ̷̧̖̮̠̪̲̦̉͂̿̑c̷̭̳͌͠ơ̵̧̢̱͇̳̱̮͓̜̤̓́͠ȗ̷̜̇͊l̵̯̝̬͇̬̥͓̦͎̀d̷̖̘̘̔ ̵̢̭̺̦̤͎̞͎͎̇̓̋͒̾̇̓͜y̵̫̳͛̓͑̔͑o̵̧͚̘̗̩̦̗͔͑͠ͅu̸̖̟̍̒?̸̗̓̾
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I̸͔͍͓̪͛̆̇̍̋̚ ̴̨̹̦̼̳͇͓͖̏̒͋̆́t̴͇̤̭͇͍͎̯̖̓͆̔̽̈́̒̐͝h̷̡̨͖͖͍̝̮͔͔́̿̾̇͆̑̄͜o̸̟̳̟̓͊̋̍͑̉͜ù̸̧̡̺̟̣͔̰̠̥̹̈́ģ̷͉̣͉͍͙͌h̷͍̙͖͓̪̯̲̝̭͂͊̀́͗͒̀̅̚̚t̶̢͙̜̠̦͎͚̏̃ͅ ̷̘̺͙̤̼̺͖̺̜̔͐͒̈́̔̈́̾̾͘y̸̖̫͇̫̟̘̟̮͇̫̿͐̃ǫ̷̧̙̲͚̤̦̽̆̂͜u̷̲̝̻̼̟̅ ̵̢̛̼͈͖̝͋̔̇̈́̕͘͝͝l̴̙͕͉͔̿o̷͇̙̖̩̞͔̐͒̎̅͑̉͝ͅv̵̼͘è̸̢̤̜̲̩̗̮́̆̑̅͝d̵̺̘͖̾̿̐̉͂̍̊̈́͝͝ ̶̛̠͉̰̋̐̆̃̈́̒͆͗ṁ̸̬̠̜̽́̍̌̑͛͘e̷̡̠̗̘̗̠͆͝
ᵢ ₜₕₒᵤgₕₜ yₒᵤ ₗₒᵥₑd ₘₑ
J̶̧͋͛̍̾̋̔͌ų̸̡̛͎̣̤̼̮̎̎̒́͐̋͐͝ņ̵̧̣̲̖̙̎̆̇̾͋̏̄̏͌̕͜g̵̨̖͈̔̅̀̂k̸̨̧͈̤̠͇̂ǫ̴̖̺͖̖̩̼͔̂̂̑̂̕o̷̮̺̩͗͊̅́̽́͝k̶̥̝͝.̷̨̺͈̘̎̊̑͆̀̔̑̋̍
wₕy?
J̶̧͋͛̍̾̋̔͌ų̸̡̛͎̣̤̼̮̎̎̒́͐̋͐͝ņ̵̧̣̲̖̙̎̆̇̾͋̏̄̏͌̕͜g̵̨̖͈̔̅̀̂k̸̨̧͈̤̠͇̂ǫ̴̖̺͖̖̩̼͔̂̂̑̂̕o̷̮̺̩͗͊̅́̽́͝k̶̥̝͝.̷̨̺͈̘̎̊̑͆̀̔̑̋̍
wₕy?
J̶̧͋͛̍̾̋̔͌ų̸̡̛͎̣̤̼̮̎̎̒́͐̋͐͝ņ̵̧̣̲̖̙̎̆̇̾͋̏̄̏͌̕͜g̵̨̖͈̔̅̀̂k̸̨̧͈̤̠͇̂ǫ̴̖̺͖̖̩̼͔̂̂̑̂̕o̷̮̺̩͗͊̅́̽́͝k̶̥̝͝.̷̨̺͈̘̎̊̑͆̀̔̑̋̍
wₕy?
W̴̢͓̘̩̊̔̑͋͠h̴̢͓͚̭͚̫̾̍͆͜y̵̢̢̛͚̦̝͈̺̘̟͐́̇͒̉͜͝ ̸̧̯̫͖͕̥͛̑͑̌́̆̎̈d̸̠̥͇͎̞̠̪͙̱̬͛̃i̷̠̹͙͇͔͝d̴̮̙̳̪̫̮̝̥̯̀͛͜ ̷̨̺̟̙͓̪̦̍̑̊ͅy̷̖̹͌͜͜o̴̙̩̿̓̏̽̈̍͛̎̽u̵̧̱͈̔͌̔̇̽̈́̋͘͜͜͝ ̸̞̭̈̀́̆̍l̶̢͔̇̓̈́̌e̴̘̣͕̱͍̳͔̱̠͓͗̎͝ă̸̰͈̑v̷̲͇̂́e̴̖̫̙͗̀͐ ̵̡̨͙̖͕͓́̎m̸̪̬͙̀̀͠e̶͔̲͛̃ ̶̡̧̡̧̣͖̫͙́̑̈́̄͆̂͜a̷͖͌ͅl̶̢̛̠̦̆̈́́̃͋͂o̴̜̳̗͈̎̏̈́̓̕͝ņ̷̽̑̓̓͊̈́͒̃e̴̮̥̥͍͙̦̠͍̣̓?̸̛̭̼̱̋͛̓́͗̍̽̄͘wₕy?
I̸̡̛͎̣̳͌̈́̓̍͌̓̆ ̶̧̡̟͕͙̗̜̺͚̏̆͜ţ̵͚͖̲́̐̀̈́̅̈́͋̃ͅh̸̰̍̍͐͌̕o̶̡͓̠̟͎̥̫̘̓͋̑͊ȕ̶̞̩͉͚̥͙͈̆̊̀̇͠͝g̴̨̭̣̺͇̜͈̦̊̀̆̕͘ͅͅh̶̙͇͉̝̮͖̯͉̮̿͜t̵̾̈͊͆͊̂̅̓̚͠ͅ ̵̰̪͇̗̯͙̿͜I̴̧͚̩̳̿ ̸͙͓͚͖͙̍́̾̆̄̈͘h̶̨̜̭̘̙̻͚̳͛͜ͅa̶̖̣̺͕̰͈̠̩͖̳͋̆̂̅́d̵̟̝̤̫͓̳̥̓̓̏͗̈́̍̃̚͘ ̵̡̞͚̜̳̘̯͊̓̌͋̋̉̎͋̍̚ỳ̷̘͓̺̦̣̳̲̬̪̆̒̃̔̀͌ͅȍ̶̢̞̟̖̰̩͕̐̉͛̓̈́ũ̵̱̇̇͂̿̑̀̾͠
wₕy?
D̸̡̛͔̱̼͙̘̽̈́̄͐̈̀̚̚̕o̸̧̼̠̻̣͛͐̎ ̸̢̗͍̐̐̅ỳ̴̨̬̲̮̩̰̚͠o̸̡̜̖̭̳̤͔͈̍̌̀͛͑͘u̴̖͑̉ ̴̯̪̜̙̗̓́̌̑̌̇̒̑͘͜͠e̴͚̓̔͛̒̎͐͘v̷̧̮͎̫͖̜̟͎͊̋̿͑͋̽͑͂͜͝͝ȩ̸̢̱͖̭̘̻̟̥̦͋̑̍̓͗̀̅͝ń̷̺̤͂̌͌̈́̓͠ ̵̢̱̺̻̯̠̲͔̩͂́̊̂̚l̸̡̨̡̳̘͈̻̳͎͇̏o̶̲͆̊͋̀̊̀̊v̴̥̤̇̍͒͂̇̚ȩ̷͎̞̘̮̩̋̏̏̅͒̀̚ ̸̡̛̩̣̠͈̫̗͈̋́̍̓̏͠m̶̛̺̘̮̮̗̰̩̰͑͊ẽ̷͎̤͔̃͂̿̈́̐̀́̕͝?̴͕̖̿̃͘͘
Dₒ yₒᵤ?
Dₒ yₒᵤ?
Dₒ yₒᵤ?
Dₒ yₒᵤ?
"I DO!" He yells, "I DO LOVE YOU. I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!"
D̸͔͉̏̈́̍̔̂͌͜͝͝ò̴̹͎͙̆̇ ̶̫͈̌̽͜͝y̸̘̗̞̖̘͔̥̠͔̒͐͆͂̽̆͝͝o̵̯͕͗͆̆̑̒̽ù̶̢͎̝̖͈̻̙̦̹̿́̍͝ ̷̢̡̦͍̤̣̔̈́̕̕͠ͅẗ̶̺̣̞̥́͘h̶͚̜͙̣̀̑͐̇ǫ̵̟̣̹̭̣͆̔ͅů̶̪͎̣̳͛͛̃̅̾ḡ̶̛̜̻̠̓̏͘ḥ̵̯͕̰̬̞̠̜̊̄͂͘͜ͅ?̶̨̢͓͓̳̇̀̅̆̽̕
N̴̛̘͎̐̿̍̏͛͘o̴̱̰̿̒̄̀͊̊̍̀͊͜͝,̵̨̫͌͛̎̂͊ ̸̧̡͖̞̤̬͈̣͚̥̏͊̒̇͘̕ý̷̧̜̟̼̇̑̈̇͝o̴̢͚͍̿́̑̇̓͊ǘ̶͍̩͛̀ ̸̮̗̩̼̼̭͙̫͈͎͂͐́̄̀͒͠d̷͙̤̈́̋́̚o̸͔̮͈͕̳͎̘͔̬͆͂̌͆͊̒̂́̕̕͜n̴͔͓̻̜̹̯͐̅́̆́̋͝'̵̗̺̱̲͔̤̳͂̾̒͐͌͝͝t̵͉͋̒̂͌̇̊͊̎̓͘
ₙₒ, yₒᵤ dₒₙ'ₜ
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Ý̸̪̖̥͖̌́͒̍̚͝ȯ̸͚͈̣̀͗̚u̴͓̓ ̸̧͓͔̳̼̯̆̎̐͐͊̒̄̈́̽̇͜n̵̡̮͖̮̭̟͓̾̏̀̏ȇ̴͇̻̦̥͔̂͘v̷̦̠̺̫̣̩̤͓̈́͛̏̓͆͋̕ͅḝ̸͖̘̱̌̈́͗͂͑̔͋̚͘r̸̘̼̤̲̼̠̣̒̅̏̃͘͘͜͝ ̸̙̮̘̉̔̓̍̓̆̎d̶̡̟͙̫̘̜̦̊͆͒̑̑̏̊͘į̶͇͔̬̠͎͊̓͂́̍̈̂͂͠͝d̵̯̝͗̆̊̐̈́͛͝.̴̰̺̪͈͇̳̼̪̫͐̋̒̈́̔̀̚̕
wₕy?
Ý̸̪̖̥͖̌́͒̍̚͝ȯ̸͚͈̣̀͗̚u̴͓̓ ̸̧͓͔̳̼̯̆̎̐͐͊̒̄̈́̽̇͜n̵̡̮͖̮̭̟͓̾̏̀̏ȇ̴͇̻̦̥͔̂͘v̷̦̠̺̫̣̩̤͓̈́͛̏̓͆͋̕ͅḝ̸͖̘̱̌̈́͗͂͑̔͋̚͘r̸̘̼̤̲̼̠̣̒̅̏̃͘͘͜͝ ̸̙̮̘̉̔̓̍̓̆̎d̶̡̟͙̫̘̜̦̊͆͒̑̑̏̊͘į̶͇͔̬̠͎͊̓͂́̍̈̂͂͠͝d̵̯̝͗̆̊̐̈́͛͝.̴̰̺̪͈͇̳̼̪̫͐̋̒̈́̔̀̚̕
wₕy?
Ý̸̪̖̥͖̌́͒̍̚͝ȯ̸͚͈̣̀͗̚u̴͓̓ ̸̧͓͔̳̼̯̆̎̐͐͊̒̄̈́̽̇͜n̵̡̮͖̮̭̟͓̾̏̀̏ȇ̴͇̻̦̥͔̂͘v̷̦̠̺̫̣̩̤͓̈́͛̏̓͆͋̕ͅḝ̸͖̘̱̌̈́͗͂͑̔͋̚͘r̸̘̼̤̲̼̠̣̒̅̏̃͘͘͜͝ ̸̙̮̘̉̔̓̍̓̆̎d̶̡̟͙̫̘̜̦̊͆͒̑̑̏̊͘į̶͇͔̬̠͎͊̓͂́̍̈̂͂͠͝d̵̯̝͗̆̊̐̈́͛͝.̴̰̺̪͈͇̳̼̪̫͐̋̒̈́̔̀̚̕
wₕy?
Ý̸̪̖̥͖̌́͒̍̚͝ȯ̸͚͈̣̀͗̚u̴͓̓ ̸̧͓͔̳̼̯̆̎̐͐͊̒̄̈́̽̇͜n̵̡̮͖̮̭̟͓̾̏̀̏ȇ̴͇̻̦̥͔̂͘v̷̦̠̺̫̣̩̤͓̈́͛̏̓͆͋̕ͅḝ̸͖̘̱̌̈́͗͂͑̔͋̚͘r̸̘̼̤̲̼̠̣̒̅̏̃͘͘͜͝ ̸̙̮̘̉̔̓̍̓̆̎d̶̡̟͙̫̘̜̦̊͆͒̑̑̏̊͘į̶͇͔̬̠͎͊̓͂́̍̈̂͂͠͝d̵̯̝͗̆̊̐̈́͛͝.̴̰̺̪͈͇̳̼̪̫͐̋̒̈́̔̀̚̕
wₕy?
"I DID!"
"I DID LOVE YOU!"
"I STILL LOVE YOU!"
T̴̹̯̹̯̩̐̀͑̀h̵̯̹̀e̴͈͙͇̞̙̮̔͗̑͊͗͒̕͜ņ̸̲̫͓̠̙̟̞̘͊́ ̴̮̺̮̭̥̫̳̉̓̈́ẁ̸̨̼̳̖̭̂̓̍̇̍́̊̈́̓ͅh̴̡͇̟̘̦͖́̋́͆̓͋̇͜y̷͍͔͚͑̿͑́̐ ̵̗̺̱͉̎̈́͂̕ą̵̨͔̰̞̬̱̫̣̍̂͂̓̀͒̇̚r̷̨̧̦̳̟͍̰̹̊͊͌̔̈́͝ͅe̵͓̩̙̩̮͔̒̿̂̆̽́̽̚͜ ̶̢̠̱͎̰̹͙̿y̶̥̹̗̟̲͐̚͜͜͝o̷̢̭͚̫̙̖͚̒͂̽̐̉̊͝ů̸̡̦̀͛ ̶̤̩̲͇̺̙͇̏̌͋ṅ̵̢̢̨̮̙̮͇̣̲͕̈́ơ̴̱̻̼̻̫͉̼͇͌̆͋̀͌̅̕t̵̢̛̝͎̱̜̮̙̘̎̽͑̊́̿̎͘͝ ̶̢͙͔̥̘͈̬̳̣̈́͑̌͆̽͂͝k̵̨̺̳͇̚ȅ̷̖̲́̈́̅̕ę̵͖͓̟͖̯͇̳̖̼̀͒͋͆̄p̷̡̖̙̘̞̫̦̼͐ị̴͛̃̃̂ņ̴̼͈̺́̋̐͗̊̓̽̚͠g̴̗͉͉͇̤̉̏̄̔̽̔͋̈͝ ̵͖̮̼͎̥͎̯̲͕̯͘y̷̨̦̭̻͂́͒̃̽o̶̼͔̝̮��̺͂̇̆͛̚͝ů̴̡̧̢̡̳͖̬̖̬͛̏̈́̽̀r̶͎̪͈̎̎̈́̏̚ ̵̛̳͒̿̀͝͝p̴̛̫̬̫͛͆͊͛̋͌̏̅̾ͅr̸̪͔͈͍̫̪̤̺̲̈́̽͌̐ȍ̵̫́m̷̻̜̌̔͊͝į̷͇͙̑̔̇̈́̿̓̊̕š̴̠̱͚͉͖̯̋e̸̯̪̬͛̉͆͝s̶̨̲͇̱̖̒̒̓̋̈͌́̕͘̚?̴̰̳̪̤̌̌͛̎͆̔̄͆͘͝
wₕy?
wₕy?
wₕy?
J̸̛͓̹͚̰̳̟̓͋̿̕Ǘ̷͈͌̈́Ņ̶̪͓͓̪̮̺͚͖̌̈́͊Ġ̷͉̈͑̄̅́͝K̷͔̙̦̖̠̪̹̝̉͌͜ͅƠ̸̢̡̡̲͔͔̣̯̰̙͋̃̌̃̈́̂̈͠͝Ơ̷͇̒̌K̶̹͓̟͖̪͇̤͖͌͋̂̎̀̋͠͝͝
wₕy?
I̵̙̫̻̫̫̺̘̊͑͐͐T̵̪̝̰̲̰̙͙͙͇̩́̅͋̈́̈́̈̂͘͠ ̴̨̣͐̃̈͝H̵͕̽̀̿̐́͝Ű̷̹̞͕̞͔̪̥͚̙͆̉̆̕͝͝R̷̺̞̺͕̤̘̲̆̾̌̈́̚T̵̥̫̳͇͉̼̽̑̕S̵̺̔͑̈̉̇̓
wₕy?
J̸̛͓̹͚̰̳̟̓͋̿̕Ǘ̷͈͌̈́Ņ̶̪͓͓̪̮̺͚͖̌̈́͊Ġ̷͉̈͑̄̅́͝K̷͔̙̦̖̠̪̹̝̉͌͜ͅƠ̸̢̡̡̲͔͔̣̯̰̙͋̃̌̃̈́̂̈͠͝Ơ̷͇̒̌K̶̹͓̟͖̪͇̤͖͌͋̂̎̀̋͠͝͝
It hurts...
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𝕟𝕠𝕩𝕚𝕠𝕦𝕤 𝕒𝕣𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕣 - 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟙𝟝
3 years later...
Third Person's POV
It's been three years since the zombie apocalypse in South Korea broke out. Jungkook had safely gotten out with his team to Japan... Well, except Lia. The same couldn't be said for her. She's a raging zombie. Jungkook put the baby he rescued from the ship up for adoption. The virus did spread from South Korea to other countries but they all did a better job at curbing the virus. Somehow more from South Korea would come in as survivors would try and make it out. Growing tired of the menace, North Korea nuked the entirety of South Korea and now it lies as a radioactive wasteland... Idle and dangerous to any life form.
Jungkook silently walks into the room watching the love of his life devour a man brutally as he screams trying to escape. He was tied up and thrown in front of her as food.
Jungkook waits for the man to stop screaming and lose his conscience. The man slowly stops struggling and falls unconscious.
"Hmmm," Jungkook hums with a smile, "Is your lunch tasty, babe?"
She continues to bite and tear into the man's flesh as he sits on a chair away from her.
"I'm sure it is," he chuckles, "Look at you go," he looks at her with big, round, and loving eyes, "Like you don't eat at least three of them every day."
Jungkook breathes in and smells the stench in the room. He crinkles his nose with a smile, "Don't you think this room needs some cleaning?"
He stands up and inspects the wall behind the chair, "It's all mouldy and smelly in here," he looks at the floor to see blood and guts splattered everywhere, "Do you want a new room, babe? Or are you okay in here?"
He grins at her. No response. Obviously... She's busy eating lunch.
He inhales through gritted teeth, "Slow down, babe."
"You know," he sits back down watching her, "It's hard to transport you to another room. You're quite aggressive."
"Oh, yes," Jungkook grins as he remembers, "I forgot to tell you the details about your breakfast and lunch. The woman who you ate this morning was unwell. She was in the grocery store but when she walked out she collapsed and I caught her. I got her all the way home to give you. Was she tasty?"
He heard snarls and other wet squelching sounds.
He laughs at himself, "But don't you feel guilty for this man. I found him trying to hit a kid. When the kid got into the car, I nabbed him. I don't know if it was his kid. Who cares, right? You got your lunch and we're both happy."
He gets no reply. As expected. How can a zombie speak? They only care about food.
"Jungkook!" Hoseok opens the door whispering his name in urgency, "There's a police officer here."
Jungkook smirks before looking back at Lia, "There's your dinner, babe."
"Is he alone?" He asks and Hoseok nods.
"Good," he stands up, "Grab him and tie him up. Take care though. Don't let him die. My Lia likes her food live."
2 weeks later...
"Medical scientists have created a vaccine for the spreading virus," the woman on the news announces with a bright smile. Probably thinking it's over and everything will be fine.
"This vaccine is tested and ready to go," she grins, "The vaccine has been shipped all over the world and will soon be available- Or is already available at your nearest hospital, school and or vaccination camps. Let's conquer this together!"
Jungkook sighs turning the television off. Do I have to get it? What if it hurts Lia?
What if it cures Lia?
Can it cure Lia?
He quickly unlocks his phone and opens Google.
"Can," he types in, "the vaccine..," his fingers tap the screen quickly, "cure a zombie?"
The app loads as he taps his foot.
A snippet on Google shows a completely irrelevant answer and Jungkook throws his phone in frustration, "Fuck you, Google."
"Jungkook?" Hoseok walks in hearing the phone ricochet from the floor.
Jungkook sighs and sits down, "Yes."
"What happened?" Hoseok asks sitting next to Jungkook.
"Do you think the new vaccination can cure Lia?" He asks softly, tears threatening to fall.
"I'm not sure, Jungkook," Hoseok smiles softly at Jungkook, "We can try."
"What if she gets hurt?" He whispers, tears finally running down his cheeks.
"Do you want to try and make her human again?" Hoseok asks.
"Yes," Jungkook whispers again unable to muster the strength to use his voice.
"Then try," Hoseok says, "I hate feeding her unsuspecting humans that are going on with their lives."
"Is the vaccine available at the hospitals?" Jungkook asks.
"Yeah," Hoseok stands up patting Jungkook's shoulder, "We should go get it."
Jungkook tips his chin up agreeing with Hoseok.
A few hours later...
Jungkook walks into her room softly. He closes the door behind him with a click alerting her. She looks up snarling at him, constantly trying to break free from the chains holding her at the corner of the room.
"Calm down, baby," Jungkook grins fidgeting with the vaccine bottle and syringe in his hands, "I'm not food."
Lia's fingernails claw on the ground.
"Careful, Lia!" Jungkook frowns, "Don't break your nails. They're pretty weak."
Jungkook had become delusional over the years comfortably pretending that Lia could understand everything he said but was just mad at him for being ignorant of her.
He sighs, "You never listen, do you?"
His eyes move to the rotting body beside her. Rolling his eyes he frowns, "You didn't even finish your lunch and you're already trying to jump at me?" He smirks, "Am I that tasty?"
He calls for his men and they come storming in.
"Clean out the body," Jungkook crinkles his nose looking at it.
They carefully take the body on a stretcher.
"Oh also," he pauses looking at the syringe.
"Muzzle her."
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𝕟𝕠𝕩𝕚𝕠𝕦𝕤 𝕒𝕣𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕣 - 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟙𝟜
"NO!" She screams as we take her into her room. They pin her down and I kneel next to her.
"Shush," I kiss her forehead, "It's gonna be okay. I'll take care of you. I promise."
"Jungkook, please," her head twitches a bit, "Don't do this!"
"I'm sorry, cupcake," I look at her face, tears staining her face and hair all over the place, "I can't let go."
"Jungkook!" Hoseok yells from outside the room where he's tied up. He tried to stop me and kill my Lia. He tried to kill my baby.
"Don't do this, Jungkook!" He yells, "Just let her rest! Just let her go!"
I clench my jaws and shut my eyes. I cannot.
And will not.
"Go stuff a piece of cloth or something in his mouth," I order one of my men and they nod before jogging out.
"Boss's orders," I hear the man say before I hear muffled yelling.
"Ju-Jungkook," she sniffs, "You love me, right?"
"Of course, baby," I kneel down and cup her face, "That's why I'm doing this. I'm trying to keep you. I'm doing everything I promised. I'll never leave your side."
"Jungkook, it hurts," she whimpers, "It hurts so much. Please, just kill me. I don't wanna go through this."
I close my eyes unable to see her in pain, "You're strong, baby," I purse my lips, "So strong. Just a bit more and it'll be gone. You'll be okay. I'll take care of you. I'll never let anyone go near you."
She screams in agony and flops to the floor with a concerning thud. The men around me rush around and chain her up.
"Ju-Jung-Jungkook!" She yells as she twitches, "Don't do this!" Her eyes start turning from a dark brown to a light brown which slowly faded into grey.
"Jung-" her voice was hoarse and rough, "KOOK!" She twitches around a bit more before laying completely still.
I didn't realise my heart was beating so fast till it became silent. All the men behind me started glancing at each other and slowly stepping back.
"Lia?" I step forward to see if she was alive.
"Sir, I don't think you should go near-" One of my men tries to warn me but she shoots up with a snarl almost grabbing me but I jump back.
"OH MY FVCKING GOD," one of them runs out yelling and she hisses at everyone in the room trying to break free.
"Lia..." I say her name and she looks at me—blood oozing out of her mouth and nose. She reaches out trying to grab me. I put my foot forward a bit and she grabs onto the fabric of my suit pant.
"Sir, you should really step back," someone says from behind, "You're too close. She'll bite you."
"I know what I'm doing," I wave my hand dismissing him, "All of you may leave."
They silently shuffle out of the room and I pull my leg back. She tries to grab it again but I walk further away from her. I sit on the floor with my back to the wall as I watch her silently. She hisses and snarls at me.
I chuckle at her, "Oh, how I wish I could let you touch me..." I talk to her as if she could understand, "Should've given you the chance to do that before but I was too much of a fool to realise that not everything lasts," I look down at my hands disappointed, "Should've given you all my attention. I really thought I had a second chance... to love you as you deserve, to provide for you, to protect you."
"But I failed at everything," I laugh at myself, "I let you slip through my hands right in front of me."
"Now, look at you," I scoff at her trying to reach out to me, "You're trying to get near me but not with the same intention. This time it's because you're hungry and I'm merely a walking flesh for you to sink your teeth into and devour. I miss it when you'd cling to me for attention... When you'd cling to me to love me. Why was I such a fool, huh?" I ask as tears flood my eyes, "Why was I so blind, huh?" I glare at her, "Why didn't you slap some sense into me?" I start sobbing uncontrollably, "If I had come to your graduation, you would have been safe in my arms. I'd be fulfilling all your wants and needs. I'd be giving you whatever you want."
"I let you down," I hit the back of my head against the wall, "I'm so sorry. I couldn't even fulfil your last wish to not be one of those... It's always been like this, hasn't it? My selfishness ruining everything."
"But don't ever think I didn't love you," I smile at her, "I love you so much. I love you every second I'm breathing. I'll love you till I die."
All I could hear were growls and snarls as replies.
"Are you hungry?" I stand up, "Do you want something to eat?"
"I'll get you something to eat."
"I'll get you someone to eat."
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𝕟𝕠𝕩𝕚𝕠𝕦𝕤 𝕒𝕣𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕣 - 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟙𝟛
"Jungkook-" She sobs as I tie the wound on her leg with a cloth, "I'm so sorry. I didn't-"
"It's not your fault," Hoseok says softly patting her head.
"What are we gonna do now?" She sniffs, "Kill me, right?" She looks at me and I clench my jaws.
Kill her? She wants me to kill her? I would never be able to do that. I would never do that.
"Jungkook?" She smiles through her tears, "You're gonna do that for me, right?"
I close my eyes tightly and sigh, "There must be a cure-"
"Jungkook, no," she shakes her head, "I don't want to be one of those things."
"I know but I'm sure the scientists must have discovered a cure!" I reply to her, "Lia. Babe, you know I can never hurt you, right? How am I supposed to- to kill you? Do you even hear what you're saying?" I scoff at her expectations.
"Jungkook," she pauses and sniffs, "You can't possibly keep me alive when I'm about to turn into one of those things."
"I will," I huff out—tears pricking my eyes, "If I have to I will keep you alive."
"Jung-"
"Shut up," I say softly and reach out to her, "Let's go."
"Go where?" She shakes her head and denies my hand.
"The ship's gonna reach soon," I say and look at Hoseok, "We'll find a way to cure you after getting on shore."
"Japan's supposed to be an infection-free shore," she shakes her head and moves back, "You can't take me there. They won't let you through the inspection."
"You think I can't handle an inspection?" I reply as I watch Hoseok patting the baby's back softly. He's always good with innocent people.
"You can but I don't want this spreading in a country with innocent people," she says sternly.
"It won't spread if you just listen," I try to get a hold of her arm but she pushes me off, "It won't if you listen to me," she retaliates, "Jungkook. Just end it here. Please. I don't wanna be one of those things."
"You won't," I repeat as I finally grab her and pull her closer, "We'll find a way."
"If you- If you don't?" She looks at me.
My heart falls. I didn't know what I'd do if I didn't find a way to keep her from turning, "We will," I say softly, "We should get going."
"Jungk-" She gets cut off by the ship's horn, indicating that we reached.
"We should get off the ship," I say and pull her up but she pulls her hand away. I look at her with my eyes wide open. Why- Why did she do that?
It was apparent she noticed the hurt in my eyes, "I- I don't wanna infect you, Jungkook. I can't."
I sigh and reach out to her, "You won't... I'll be okay."
She shakes her head withdrawing her hand from me, "Just-" she pauses, "I'll walk ahead. You guys follow me. Please-" her eyes well up, "Please shoot me if I turn."
I close my mouth. I didn't want to make promises I couldn't keep to her. I can't do that to her again.
"Hyung," I sniff, "Call our men and ask them to get the house ready."
"The house?" Lia asks, "Jungkook, are you hearing yourself? How can you take me to a house—a supposedly safe place, when I'm gonna turn!"
I clench my jaws. I will not kill her. Doesn't matter if she turns or not. I'm not killing her. I can't.
"Walk, Lia," I look at her, "Let's get off the ship and see what to do."
"I called our men," Hoseok comes back, "They said it'll be ready."
"Let's go," I say and look at her, "Will you walk or do I need to drag your ass off the ship?"
She flinches and begins walking.
3 hours later...
"Jungkook, my leg," she whimpers in the backseat of the car. I look behind to see her entire leg—the whole limb had turned black, rotten... dead.
"It hurts," she cries, "Please do something."
"Baby..." I try to hold her hand but she slaps it away.
"Don't touch me!" She hisses at me. I purse my lips together and nod.
"We'll reach the house in a few min-"
"We've reached," Hoseok says as he unbuckled the seatbelt and steps outside the car.
Lia twitches in the backseat, "Jung- Jungkook, I can feel it."
My worst fear was coming true. I couldn't let this happen. I couldn't let her die, "Feel- Feel what, baby? You're just scared, okay? Nothing's wrong. Come on now. We've to get in the house and get you clean."
"Stop pretending, Jungkook," she scoffs, "Just shoot me dead already. If I turn into one of those ugly things I'll never forgive you."
My heart stopped beating... She'll hate me. She'll hate me but I'll have her. I'll have her.
"I- Let's go," I get out of the car and take her into the house.
"Jungkook," Hoseok calls to me, "We need to talk."
"I hope you talk some sense into him," Lia says fuming, "I'm about to turn for fvcks sake!" She cries, "Just do it already! The faster it is, the faster you'll move on..."
"Lia!" Faster I'll move on? Why does she not realise that I'll never move on from her?
"I- Just let me think," I say softly and Hoseok pulls me to the side.
"What the fvck are you doing, Jungkook?" He asks, "Are you out of your mind? She's gonna turn, Jungkook. And there's nothing you can do about it. Absolutely nothing. Scientists or doctors won't come up with a cure any time soon."
"Hyung," I fall to my knees, "I can't kill her."
"Jungkook, what's the point of keeping her alive as one of those things?" He kneels down beside me, "It's better we let her go when she's in her sense. A proper goodbye."
"No," I shake my head. I'd keep her even if she turns.
"Jung-"
"I said no," I say as I storm back to Lia.
"Jungkook, it hurts!" She screams in pain, "Please, it hurts!"
I kneel down next to her, "Baby, hold on," I smile at her. When she turns, I'll take care of her, "Just hold on, 'kay?"
She throws her head back in pain.
"Get the rope," I order my men and they scurry around to find a rope.
She looks around—sweating and panting, "Rope? W-why?"
"I need to make sure you don't bite others, babe," I kiss the back of her hand softly.
"I'm keeping you and I need to make sure you don't get to the wrong people."
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