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like a freak, like a g. (an enha legal line series)

premise: you were never one to back down from a challenge. 8 am class after a night of partying? sure. swindle that guy from the next table for a free drink? no problem. sleep your way through the frat's executive committee? hell yes.

general notes/warnings: explicit smut, fem!reader, greek life!au, university!au, 'why choose?' trope, drinking, recreational drug use, threesomes, reader is kind of a freak and a whore. more detailed notes will be added per chapter/installment. each chapter will have a different member as its focus. this is loosely chronological and is closer to an anthology than anything else.

a/n: here's the refreshed multi-member series, take it's little sibling, now including sunoo and jungwon. i'm saying this now, an orgy with all of them is not in the cards as i don't have the capacity to write that so please take this euphoria-esque mess and drama approach instead 🫶🏻

chapters

i. bet? bet!

ii. oh, you're the girl?

iii. not my thing

iv. what an ego

v. careful on your way up

vi. the president

[series start est. last week of august]

[enhawinnie]

can I be on the romeo and Juliet taglist pls 😢😢

YESSSS ❤❤❤❤❤😘

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Hi!! Can i pls be added to the taglist of “Romeo & Juliet (from HELL)” ?

hey! Yes of course 💘💘💘

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Romeo and Juliet (from HELL) — Profiles; 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙆𝙞𝙢'𝙨 (𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙨 & 𝙛𝙖𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙮)

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Synopsis: In which you and Jake are heirs to rival families but also happen to study in the same college. To seek revenge for his family (and for a little vengeful tabloid you wrote against him in the college magazine) Jake plans to fake falling in love with you in hopes of breaking your heart. Little does he know, you're planning on doing the same (as suggested by the dumb and dumber duo that is Sunoo and Niki) But what happens when one of you actually starts to fall for the other?

Kim Y/n senior

The last child and only daughter of Mr. Kim, one of the most influential men in the city of Hongdae. Is majoring in Biology at Hybe High, which just happens to be the same college that Sim Jake, the heir to a rival family of the Kims, studies in. Has three friends...in total. Unfortunately, Sunoo, Ni-ki and Wonyoung were the only kids dumb enough to befriend Y/n. Is known to be a big slasher/horror film fan and upon further inquiry was rumored to have said, and I quote, "I watch them for inspiration." Upon further investigation, it was revealed this inspiration is in some some shape and form related to Sim Jake. It is also rumored that she goes to a barber to get her haircut along with her brothers. She's yet to confirm or deny this rumor.

💘 Kim family friends 💘

Kim Sunoo junior

Has beef with the entire college. Was unfortunate enough to strike up conversation with Y/n on the first day of college and has been tailing her ever since. Firmly believes he can change Y/n's murderous tendencies towards the Sim family (he's basically a pick me boy for Y/n) Has, on more than one occasion, prevented Y/n from murdering Sim Jake in cold blood.

Ni-ki junior

Claims he's possessed by Michael Jackson's ghost. Is known to moonwalk out of the class when the teacher asks him a question he doesn't know the answer to. Doesn't know how he ended up being friends with Sunoo and Y/n and regrets it every second of his life. Secretly has a soft spot for his besties but never shows it.

Wonyoung senior

The only one from the total of 3 friends Y/n has who actually became her friend because she wanted to and not because she was forced to spend time in close proximity with her and this tells us a lot about Wonyoung as a person. Besides this fatal mistake of hers, wonyoung is known to be very smart and is always there to help out fellow college-mates (mostly Sunoo and Ni-ki) and is the only one with brain cells in this friend group.

💘 The Kim Brothers 💘

Jay drop-out

Y/n's third eldest brother. Recently dropped out of college claiming he was too smart for it. The sole purpose of his life now is to annoy the living hell out of his siblings, he has claimed it changes from time to time, but mostly he's sticking to this one thing.

Taehyun

Y/n's second eldest brother. Is a monk in training. Literally. Goes to Taeju Mountain for training on weekends. That's about all anyone knows about him. Including his own family. Boy has zero digital footprint... Or does he?

Yeonjun

Kim family's eldest. Manages Mr. Kim's entire business and fortunes. Perhaps the only sibling who actually has his life in order. But also the strictest. Known to keep his siblings in check, specially Y/n.

FAQ about the Kim family

None of the Kim sons (& daughter) are allowed to date or marry anyone.

The familial feud with the Sim family must be maintained by the Kims at all times.

It is forbidden to interact in any way with any person who may be associated with the Sim family.

Taglist; @nyfwyeonjun @mykalon @voidiinn @msxflower

(please send an ask or dm to be added to the taglist! ❤)

[enhawinnie]

Hi! Can I please be added to your “Romeo and Juliet” tag list? Thank you ☺️

Yes sure!! ❤ I'll add you 😁

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Hiiiiii may I be added to the tag list for Romeo and Juliet (from hell)?

Yes of course!!! I'll add you ❤❤

[enhawinnie]

Romeo & Juliet (from HELL) — Jake Sim social media AU

Pairing: Jake Sim X Fem!Reader

Genre: Enemies to lovers (and enemies again), fake dating/fake falling in love, fluff, angst, bunch of drama and some humor (plus Sunoo and Niki being crackheads)

Synopsis: In which you and Jake are heirs to rival families but also happen to study in the same college. To seek revenge for his family (and for a little vengeful tabloid you wrote against him in the college magazine) Jake plans to fake falling in love with you in hopes of breaking your heart. Little does he know, you're planning on doing the same (as suggested by the dumb and dumber duo that is Sunoo and Niki) But what happens when one of you actually starts to fall for the other?

Featuring: Enhypen, TXT, Izone, Aespa and more!

Taglist is Open!

Profiles: The Kim's (family & friends) / The Sim(p)s household

Chapter 1: Kim vs Sim

[enhawinnie]

now how are you gonna put 3 of the most interesting ideas for an smau and expect us to be able to choose 😭😭

Hehe sorry y'all but I myself couldn't decide lol 😭😂😂

[enhawinnie]

Hiya guys! So I've been wanting to start an enhypen social media au and have several ideas but can't decide between them 😭

If you could take a second to vote for one option out of the three in the following form, I'd be extremely grateful!! ❤

Vote HERE

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𝙁𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝘿𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝; 𝘠𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘑𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘸𝘰𝘯

Place; The beach

Time; 04:20 am -07:32 am

— Texts you at 4 in the morning asking you to go to the beach with him.

— You don't even bother replying because you know he's just messing with you.

— Besides its 4 freaking am !!

— So when you first hear someone knocking on your window, you're convinced a serial killer is out to get you and you're about to die.

— But then again, why would a serial killer knock?

— You'd slowly walk over to your window following the persistent knocking, armed with a plastic bat.

— Ngl you almost swung the bat at Jungwon when you opened the window because WHO TF KNOCKS ON SOMEONE'S WINDOW AT 4 AM WEARING ALL BLACK AND A SKETCHY BASEBALL CAP

— And the fact that jungwon had the audacity to LAUGH when you told him you thought he was a serial killer ‼️⁉️‼️😤

— Turns out he is dead serious about going to the beach.

— AND HE'S GOT MAEUMI WITH HIM AS A BRIBE!

— "Yang Jungwon you can not barge into a person's house dressed like a thug and then expect them to go to the beach with you at four freaking am!"

"I've got Maeumi with me."

"ᴴᵒʷ ᵈᵃʳᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ᵖˡᵃʸ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵐʸ ᶠᵉᵉˡⁱⁿᵍˢ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ᵗʰⁱˢ"

— Ultimately, you can't say no because he's got little Maeumi tucked in his arms and how COULD you say no to his puppy dog eyes 😩

— You race each other to the beach and once you're there, you need a moment to collect your thoughts because holy hell the place looks divine at this hour.

— Jungwon's gonna be the first to jump right into the water with Maeumi following her dad's steps.

— Would pull you in with him despite your protests, so now you're sleep deprived AND drenched to the brim.

— But under the starry night with Jungwon (and Maeumi), it's the least of your concerns.

— You stay up at the docks till sunrise, watching as the sun cuts its away up towards the horizon and Jungwon takes this as the perfect opportunity to whisper in your ears how much he loves you, and how (in his words) he could die this instant and have no regrets (right in front of Maeumi's salad)

— Rests his head on your shoulder while you gently pat his hand and sings your favorite song for you.

— Later, he walks you back home safely, making sure you're tucked in your bed.

— Leaves a kiss on your forehead before turning to leave.

— Feeling bad for the poor boy who's going to have to walk all the way back home at this hour, you offer him to stay at your place for the night/day (?)

— "You could just sleep with me. I mean not with me but beside me, like its a big bed and I don't take up much space any—"

—Jungwon is snuggled up in your blanket before you can finish, with Maeumi curling up at his feet.

— You giggle before lying back down, pushing away the bangs on his forehead before slumber takes over you too.

BONUS;

— You're woken up by Jungwon gently caressing your head, with Maemi's little head sticking over his shoulder.

— Says he's going to leave but then stands by the window, looking at you expectantly.

— and you're like boy you made me sneak out of the house, get drenched by the ocean, skip precious hours of sleep, what more do you want?!?!? 🤨🤨

— Turns red and wiggles his toes like a cat before puckering his lips in hopes of a kiss.

— You chuckle before going up to him, turning his head down by his ears and kissing his forehead instead (uwu uwu uwu uwu 😭)

© 𝗲𝗻𝗵𝗮𝘄𝗶𝗻𝗻𝗶𝗲

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𝙁𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝘿𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝; 𝘓𝘦𝘦 𝘏𝘦𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘶𝘯𝘨

Place; Wherever Heeseung's bike takes you really

Time; 6:24 pm — 10:44 pm

— The moment Heeseung pulls up in your driveway riding a motorbike, you're convinced this is going to be your first and last date. Ever.

— "You could've just said you wanted to kill me instead of spending so much money on this death trap," you say as hee hands you the spare helmet, rolling his eyes at your attempt at sarcasm.

— "You know you've got to put your arms around my waist if you don't wanna fall," he says, giving you a cheeky smile.

— Pushes the break on purpose so you jerk forward and your arms wrap around him automatically.

— Flashes you a toothy grin through the rear view mirror before setting off.

— The first few moments on the bike are pure terror but once you're convinced heeseung knows what he's doing, you relax your arms around his waist.

— You have no idea where heeseung is going, nor do you bother with asking.

— You just live in the moment of being so close to him, with the summer wind in your face and your arms around heeseung's body.

— Heeseung keeps glancing at you through the rear view mirror, smiling when he sees you looking around in awe.

— You almost feel the hours spent on the bike with Heeseung are the best hours of your life.

— That is until it starts to rain and y'all have no choice but to pull up at the nearest bus stop for shelter.

— Heeseung keeps ignoring the glares you throw at him, choosing, instead, to comment on how nice the rain feels.

— Dares you to run out in the rain but gets turned down.

— Ends up going in by himself before teasing you and urging you to follow him.

— Kisses you under the rain because it's something he'd always dreamt of doing.

— You both end up taking the bus home because the rain just won't stop.

— Heeseung wasn't ready to leave the bike all alone but he also couldn't risk you getting sick from the cold.

— Needless to say, some tough decisions were made that day 😔😔

— Even though it wasn't the best first date ever, you still enjoyed the ride back home, especially the part where you ended up sleeping with your head on Hee's shoulder, his favorite song playing in your shared earphones.

BONUS;

— Heeseung carries you on his back the rest of the way back home, telling you silly jokes and loving the way you giggle in his ears, a sound that is enough to make him melt despite the cold.

— Almost doesn't want the sidewalk to end because he's living in such a magical moment with you

— There's no one around but you and him, your voice and his, cold breaths simmering into warmth for each other, and Heeseung wouldn't have it any other way.

— Unfortunately, all good things come to an end, and so does your little nightly excursion as soon as your house comes into view.

— Heaving a sigh, Heeseung gently lowers your feet to the ground until you're standing upright and kisses you goodbye.

© 𝗲𝗻𝗵𝗮𝘄𝗶𝗻𝗻𝗶𝗲

[enhawinnie]

Finished watching squid game... Wtaf was this show... Brilliant in the most unexpected ways.

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𝙁𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝘿𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝; 𝘠𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘑𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘸𝘰𝘯

Place; The beach

Time; 04:20 am -07:32 am

— Texts you at 4 in the morning asking you to go to the beach with him.

— You don't even bother replying because you know he's just messing with you.

— Besides its 4 freaking am !!

— So when you first hear someone knocking on your window, you're convinced a serial killer is out to get you and you're about to die.

— But then again, why would a serial killer knock?

— You'd slowly walk over to your window following the persistent knocking, armed with a plastic bat.

— Ngl you almost swung the bat at Jungwon when you opened the window because WHO TF KNOCKS ON SOMEONE'S WINDOW AT 4 AM WEARING ALL BLACK AND A SKETCHY BASEBALL CAP

— And the fact that jungwon had the audacity to LAUGH when you told him you thought he was a serial killer ‼️⁉️‼️😤

— Turns out he is dead serious about going to the beach.

— AND HE'S GOT MAEUMI WITH HIM AS A BRIBE!

— "Yang Jungwon you can not barge into a person's house dressed like a thug and then expect them to go to the beach with you at four freaking am!"

"I've got Maeumi with me."

"ᴴᵒʷ ᵈᵃʳᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ᵖˡᵃʸ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵐʸ ᶠᵉᵉˡⁱⁿᵍˢ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ᵗʰⁱˢ"

— Ultimately, you can't say no because he's got little Maeumi tucked in his arms and how COULD you say no to his puppy dog eyes 😩

— You race each other to the beach and once you're there, you need a moment to collect your thoughts because holy hell the place looks divine at this hour.

— Jungwon's gonna be the first to jump right into the water with Maeumi following her dad's steps.

— Would pull you in with him despite your protests, so now you're sleep deprived AND drenched to the brim.

— But under the starry night with Jungwon (and Maeumi), it's the least of your concerns.

— You stay up at the docks till sunrise, watching as the sun cuts its away up towards the horizon and Jungwon takes this as the perfect opportunity to whisper in your ears how much he loves you, and how (in his words) he could die this instant and have no regrets (right in front of Maeumi's salad)

— Rests his head on your shoulder while you gently pat his hand and sings your favorite song for you.

— Later, he walks you back home safely, making sure you're tucked in your bed.

— Leaves a kiss on your forehead before turning to leave.

— Feeling bad for the poor boy who's going to have to walk all the way back home at this hour, you offer him to stay at your place for the night/day (?)

— "You could just sleep with me. I mean not with me but beside me, like its a big bed and I don't take up much space any—"

—Jungwon is snuggled up in your blanket before you can finish, with Maeumi curling up at his feet.

— You giggle before lying back down, pushing away the bangs on his forehead before slumber takes over you too.

BONUS;

— You're woken up by Jungwon gently caressing your head, with Maemi's little head sticking over his shoulder.

— Says he's going to leave but then stands by the window, looking at you expectantly.

— and you're like boy you made me sneak out of the house, get drenched by the ocean, skip precious hours of sleep, what more do you want?!?!? 🤨🤨

— Turns red and wiggles his toes like a cat before puckering his lips in hopes of a kiss.

— You chuckle before going up to him, turning his head down by his ears and kissing his forehead instead (uwu uwu uwu uwu 😭)

© 𝗲𝗻𝗵𝗮𝘄𝗶𝗻𝗻𝗶𝗲

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𝙒𝙚𝙡𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙮𝙖'𝙨 𝘽𝙡𝙤𝙜 ☕

Requests? Open ✔️

。ｏ♡

“If I wake from dreamless sleep,

May tomorrow begin like a dream.”

.。ｏ♡

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This is sooooo good!!!! ❤❤❤

THE WORLD ENDS WITH YOU — CHAPTER ONE.

—A dark series surrounding your involvement with seven vampires and the struggle of your survival during the zombie apocalypse. GENRE Zombie Apocalypse AU, Vampire AU, Enemies to Lovers, Enemies to Friends, Slowburn Romance, Unrequited Love, Dark!Enhypen, Angst, Some Fluff, Action, Supernatural, Eventual Suggestive/Smut Content PAIRING f!Reader x Heeseung, f!Reader x Sunghoon, f!Reader x Jay, f!Reader x Jake, f!Reader x Enhypen CHARACTERS Heeseung, Jay, Jake, Sunghoon, Sunoo, Jungwon, Ni-Ki, future character's to be added WORD COUNT 3.6k RATING WARNING 18+ for violence, gore, murder, death, life-threatening situations, manipulation, abuse, degradation, morally grey characters, heavy swearing, dark themes, and future suggestive content. Do not interact if any of this triggers you or if you are a minor. SUMMARY As a lone human survivor taken against your own will, you become hostage to seven vampires whose hunger for blood continues to abound with the undead that plague what was once modern-day society. In order to survive, you agree to their pact that requires you to not only assist the seven vampires with luring in your own kind for sustenance but also to live in a symbiotic relationship with their group in exchange for shelter, food, and basic human necessities. During your extended stay, you begin to sense the growing unrest concerning their missing leader and clashing beliefs over their nefarious operations. With each passing day, their weaknesses that become apparent to you only aid your plans of escape— so at what point did a head-strong outsider like yourself begin to feel something other than hatred for a group of people who could feel nothing? AUTHOR'S NOTE This is a work of fiction and is inspired by the characters Enhypen members portray in their artistic universe and music videos. A lot of it is also inspired by some of my favorite media and my own conceptual ideas. I'm not a writer but I'm starting this story for fun and a creative outlet as a stressed-out, full-time worker. I have no solidified update schedule since my life is busy and unpredictable BUT feel free to let me know if you are interested in future installments as I actually find it quite motivating. Respect my boundaries; I'll do the same on my end, and we'll have fun around here! Likes, comments & reblogs are always appreciated. Welcome to my insane brain! © 2021, Heart and Fangs. All rights reserved. Do not translate or post anywhere without my permission. (Chapter One Under Cut)

CHAPTER ONE

Desperation clawed at your insides upon spotting a corner street Pizza Alvolo establishment not far from where you stood under the shade of surrounding buildings within the city. Its windows were intact, unlike the surrounding shops. How odd. Perhaps any looters that came before you were polite and just used the front door to avoid drawing the attention of hoards? Regardless, it felt like providence from God.

Your shadow stretched across the pavement, debris crunching under your worn black combat boots. The sun would set soon. You marked on your wrinkled map that there was a hoard you avoided about three blocks down from your current location; this was a part of town on the outskirts that you had yet to venture into.

But you were willing to take your chances for some food and shelter. If the sinks had running water you’d stay the night, it’d been too long since you had a proper shower.

You accepted the low probability of there being any sort of food left that wasn’t already expired or picked through… but at this point, you treated a can of diced tomatoes no differently than the antidote that could cure the virus.

The burning sensation of the hollow pit in your stomach felt sickeningly nauseating as you bitterly recalled late study nights spent stuffing your face with pizza that your mom would graciously on her way home from work.

“___, careful! Chew properly now!”

She’d set down a glass of water beside your plate and firmly pat your back when you got ahead of yourself and choked at the dinner table. “Why do you wait so late in the day to eat? There’s ramen in the pantry for a quick meal. You’re home all day, don’t starve yourself.”

“School,” you’d simply say and clear your throat before diving back into the cardboard box for another hot slice of pizza.

Skipping lunch was just way more time-efficient for your packed student schedule despite attending class remotely— plus you avoided that dreaded post-meal grogginess. It was a luxury you could afford when your priorities in life were surviving university and landing a good internship that could put your mother’s mind at semi-peace.

As you stood amid a city that had fallen after the start of the outbreak, self-preservation was the only thing that was driving every fiber of your being since it all went to hell. Your mother was always busy at work to help provide for you but she cared in her selfless ways. Now, she was—

Your chest ached as you blinked back tears and willed away memories of your not-so-distant past life. If you were honest with yourself, a mental breakdown was imminent with all that you’ve endured until now but survival instincts kept your emotions at bay. It wouldn’t do you any good to shut down in your current state.

You lost track of how long it’s been since you’ve eaten a decent meal that wasn’t canned and cold. How many weeks has it been since you’ve had to sleep inside an abandoned building every night with your back against a cold concrete wall and a knife in your hand? You’ve constantly been on the move with no one to help within a miles radius, just you, the crumbling city, and the ravaging undead.

Finishing off your last ration of canned spam four days ago nearly broke you and your water supply was a constant struggle. You never imagined finding yourself in a situation where you would have to go more than a day without food and the body aches you were experiencing for the past few days was not a good sign. Traversing from the suburban neighborhoods, every liquor store and grocery market you’d passed by on your way to the inner city had been looted completely or overrun by the hoards.

Stopping on your trek for anything aside from sleeping only caused you to panic about staying in one place for too long. Were people aware of your presence while you had no idea they loomed in the area? Would you encounter someone who wanted to steal everything you owned, loot you and leave you for dead?

Running into other people was something you’ve avoided because of their unpredictability, you refused to trust anyone while you were out here. Common sense was a resource you couldn’t afford to lose with hunger and fatigue setting into your body.

The danger of the unknown is always imminent, so you were constantly on the move. It’s not like you were ever trained in the art of survival like those contestants who would show up on those national geographic shows in the wild. No, you were relying on pure instinct at this point.

The grueling pace that you were traveling at had its consequences and you grew hungrier and weaker by the day. You couldn’t catch a break since this all started...

The shifting of a shadow far down the street drew your attention and made your breath catch in your chest. Your eyes darted to the tall buildings and piles of cars in search of whatever it belonged to. Your brain was unable to dismiss the movement so you kept your eyes peeled and began to approach the shop cautiously, fingers unstrapping the velcro at your thigh to unsheath your small, dull kitchen knife.

You wish you were being dramatic but you felt like you could kill anything for food. Maybe it was just a bird flying through the area. Sulkily wishing for a rabbit or game to pop out from the wreckage, you tried peeking into the glass facade of Pizza Alvolo.

The display cases were empty of course, but nothing looked too ravaged in there. Fantasies of food popped your mind and your mouth watered at what the storage room might hold. As the sun slipped under the horizon, the cool night air sent a shiver across your skin, spurring you on to begin rummaging for your dinner, unbeknownst to a pair of eyes locked onto your back from afar.

—

The kitchen doorway was open and allowed the moonlight to shine through part of the room, however, there wasn't enough of it to see further back in the kitchen. You remained quiet in the doorway, trying to detect any movement or sounds. Silence followed once more, so you began your looting process.

Dropping your backpack to the floor, you removed a lantern from it along with a matchbox. After adjusting the tea candle in the center of the lantern, you struck the match and pressed it to the candle wick to aid your vision in the dark, damp kitchen. The pantries were the first thing you tried, and you attempted to rummage as quietly as you possibly could.

After opening one and then another, each cabinet you swung open with a creak was empty save for some kitchen spare kitchen utensils and stacked dishes. Absolutely nothing to eat. Nothing. Feeling hopeless, you slammed the last one shut in frustration.

You would survive this night without food again, you would do it if you had to. Finish searching the place.

Your eyes landed on a pizza cutter on the counter which you pocketed; that then gave you the idea to find a knife sharpener for the dulling kitchen blade that you’d taken from your own house. You found the tool on the far end of the counter and began to sharpen your knife like you’d watched your mom do before starting to cook a rare homemade meal for a special occasion, like your birthday… The memory nearly brought you to your knees; you braced yourself against the counter, your grip on the silverware shaky. You were just so hungry and so very alone.

Just keep moving.

It made no sense to check a fridge with the electricity being out in the whole city, but you spotted it behind you and yanked it open. Then your eyes widened as you felt cool air release from the unit along with a dim light shining across your dirt-stained skin.

On a large silver tray with parchment paper under it sat a whole pizza, toppings, cheese, and all. Your jaw dropped in disbelief. There was an actual whole pizza sitting in front of you.

There was no electricity for nearly three weeks now you calculated, so how was this possible? Was there a backup generator running in this block? You should’ve checked the lights but you just assumed they didn’t work. Doing a double-take you poked at the crust; it was cold to the touch.

“Oh my god,” you nearly sobbed aloud.

The crashing of glass startled you to your core, your knife clattering to the floor. You immediately shut the freezer door, pressing your back against the side of it, hidden from the moonlit entryway of the kitchen.

Thuds of heavy boots and voices began to fill the front of the store and the candlelight across the room still flickered dimly to your horror. You had to blow it out or else risk getting discovered. You scrambled across the tile in a flurry and blew the candle out with a huff. You were barely able to press yourself into the shadows of a small nook in the wall next to janitor supplies out of view from the doorway.

Of course, you had locked the door behind you, but you weren’t counting on a group of psychos breaking in and making this much of a ruckus at night time.

“Was demolishing the windows necessary?” a gruff male voice asked, sounding exasperated. “Now anyone within half a mile's radius who’s too curious for their own good will come running, including lurkers.”

Someone else replied, “Jay. Were you going to sit there and pick the lock? No? I didn’t think so.”

“No, I was going to move on to the next block. Because that’s our plan.”

“Was our plan,” the other man corrected.

Despite your blood pulsing in your ears, you continued to listen as the man named Jay insisted. “We already had our rations for the week. If Heeseung finds out you’re going behind his back like this--”

“He’ll what? Kill me?” The other man chuckled out loud, a carefree lilt to his tone as though he didn’t give a rat's ass that the sound would attract any undead stragglers in the streets. “Are you gonna tell on me if he even gets back?”

Jay sighed lowly and said nothing further. Seems like you weren’t the only one out here who was craving something to eat. At least they had rations; you had nothing, yet.

“I’m starving, I might as well bring that pizza back as well.”

Pressing further into the shadows, heavy footsteps approached ever closer. A man’s silhouette appearing against the wall just a foot from where you hid. His shadow was distorted but his body shape almost looked like it could belong to a model. It shifted across the wall and you stopped breathing altogether, finally able to see who intruded. There was a pause in their conversation that didn’t sit right with you but they just as soon resumed talking.

“Isn’t it the last pizza?”

“Yeah.”

“Wow. And how many of the bags are left?”

You peeked over your shoulder to the fridge, which to your horror, had cracked open, a sliver of light illuminating the floor and a pair of black scuffed boots. The brunette’s short hair was parted down the middle and his profile was rather refined; he was handsome you faintly noticed despite all of the adrenaline pumping through your system. You didn’t like how the few words he had spoken already put you on edge, it had something to do with his cocky demeanor.

“Looks like two weeks worth for all seven of us.”

Jay groaned at the ceiling.

“Shit.”

“Damn.”

“Fuck.”

The two shared a hearty laugh despite their circumstances.

“I need all of that on a mug,” Jay said, momentarily peering over his shoulder.

“At least Jungwon’s nice enough to grow you some corn.”

“You’re right, I have that to look forward to at least.”

As the man pulled open the door, your eyes immediately went to the massive sword strapped to his back; it was over half his height and you could tell he stood at an intimidating height. Your fingers gripped the wooden handle of the pizza cutter, readying yourself.

The other man came into view as well; he wore all black with multiple blades strapped to either of his clothed thighs. He was a bit leaner than the other and nearly the same height. Just as good looking, from the side at least. You took them both in; tall, armed, and dangerous. Your mind raced for what to do next.

Remain hidden and continue watching? Make a bolt for it? Attack? They were going to steal the pizza that you found. Your pizza. You couldn’t let them, and you wanted to believe you stood a chance despite all odds.

The man with the sword bent over to pick up a translucent bag filled with red liquid from the bottom section of the freezer that you hadn’t noticed before. Upon closer inspection, it appeared to be in the shape of a… blood bag.

You deduced that they may have more resources at their disposal. Were they staying at a hospital?

The man tossed a bag in the air before catching it and shoving it into a satchel.

“Don’t worry Jay, I’ll share some with you when we get back to the precinct.”

Wait.

“Nope, You’re not gonna drag me into your bloodlust escapades.”

Wait, share?

“You’re already guilty by association, might as well go all the way.”

“No. You better find a way to make it up to the kids. Might as well take back all of the bags. This place will be crawling with lurkers by dawn thanks to you. Now hurry up, I can hear them approaching!”

Were they feeding on human blood? Cannibals? Occultists?

Unable to tear your eyes away you gasped. Both of their heads slowly turned to the dark corner that you couldn’t have shrunk further into.

“By the way, the door wasn’t locked last time we were here,” Sunghoon said, a touch of excitement coloring his voice. He tilted his head back as though to sniff the air.

“I’m well aware,” Jay sighed. “Don’t Sunghoon—.”

The man was suddenly staring down at you, his elegant features half cast in shadow, the other in the moonlight, like he was wearing a cracked porcelain mask. He just.. apparated in front of you.

“Why not?” he gave you a small smile.

Swallowing your scream, you slashed at his chest without hesitation. His reaction time was unlike anything you’ve ever seen, his movements were a blur. Next thing you knew his hands were closed around both your wrists, your back pressed against his chest, but you refused to loosen your grip on the slicer.

“Hello to you too, princess. What were you going to do, pizza slice us to death?”

“Let. Me. Go,” you struggled against him, glaring at his accomplice who merely shook his head while packing away the remaining blood bags into his satchel. Your mouth would’ve watered at the sight of him sliding pizza slices into zip lock bags if your life wasn’t in danger. “That’s mine.”

Jay’s eyebrows rose at your claim. “Oh?”

“You were as quiet as a mouse back here. You’re not staying nearby, are you?” Sunghoon glanced down at your hefty backpack curiously.

“Why don’t you let go of me then we can talk? The way you ask so many questions is so annoying,” you blurted out. Jay was unable to hold back his laughter at your off-handed comment. Sunghoon scoffed drily in amusement and his grip only tightened.

“Well, I’m sure you have a lot of questions yourself—”

“Imagine living with that,” Jay rolled his eyes.

You bit your lip to keep from saying anything else as you tried to control your breathing. Jay studied your frustrated expression and your overall disheveled visage, from your scabbed knuckles to your torn jeans and ripped denim jacket.

In such proximity to you, Sunghoon noted that under that layer of dirt and grime, there was a rather addictively sweet scent on your skin. He gave Jay a knowing look, but you were completely oblivious to the exchange.

“You’ve been on the streets for a while, haven’t you?” Jay asked.

Yes. For too long, you wanted to confide.

But you couldn’t be honest with this stranger, not while your stomach bubbled in anxiety, your heart feeling like it was about to erupt from your chest. Not while you’ve hardly slept a wink in the past weeks. Not when you were already so famished and vulnerable, and at the will of two men who could easily overpower a girl like you.

“What do you want?” You asked, trying to keep your voice steady.

“You.”

Sunghoon felt you stiffen against him at his answer. The sound of lurkers growling and rasping on the streets could be heard. He twirled you around to face him but and reinforced his grip on your trembling wrists. You winced as the pizza slicer fell to the ground with a clatter. “Come back with us to our hideout with us, princess. We’ve got everything you need to survive out here.”

“I’m not going anywhere with you sick freaks!”

With that, you rammed the heel of your boot against the man's shin and snapped your head back against his chin, hard. His grip on you loosened and you took the split-second opportunity to slip out of his grasp, rushing to the door. The man named Jay was to your right, and you were surprised at how he stood rooted to his spot a bit taken aback, but he wore an amused expression as if he were impressed.

To your dismay, you were yanked back by the waist and thrust up hard against the wall by the throat. A mix of pain and anger flared through your body.

“Sunghoon!” Jay shouted.

“You’re testing my patience, princess. In case you’re not aware this is ground zero. There’s a lot of them out there amongst other things and you think rushing out is a smart move right now?”

“I’d rather be eaten by those mindless zombies than become dinner for cannibals like you,” you bit out, gouging your jagged dirt-caked nails into Sunghoon’s forearm. He hissed, but you couldn’t tell if it was in pain or pleasure.

“Especially a freak like you,” you dared to say, raising one of your brows.

The stunned look in his eyes shifted to something you recognized as hunger as he inclined his chin.

“We’re not that uncivilized.”

“Sunghoon,” Jay warned, gripping his partner’s forearm. His eyes were fierce as he glared at the other, then they met yours, rooting you to your spot from the sheer intensity of his expression.

“Listen closely to me. It’s going to be safer with us. I know how it feels to be starving, to not know where you’re going to lay your head at night or have your next meal. To have lost everything. You’re a survivor,” he said and you wouldn’t admit out loud how the word resonated with your whole being. “Let us help you.”

“I don’t trust you! God knows what you do to people. That’s human blood you were talking about consuming for Christ's sake. Nothing was ever for free before all this shit went down, I know that sure as hell hasn’t changed. Now let me go, you bastards.”

Sunghoon’s dark eyes darted to the outside and he unsheathed the large sword from his back with his free hand. The all too familiar noise of the walking undead was even closer than before.

“You’re smart not to,” Jay admitted. “But there’s more to the story.”

“I don’t need to know more. I don’t want to know more,” you gritted your teeth and clawed at Sunghoon’s wrist.

“Enough,” Jay shoved Sunghoon’s arm away and tenderly replaced his hand on your throat, thumb pressing gradually into your pulse, “We will provide for you, and you’ll provide for us.”

You flinched, Jay’s hand nearly wrapped around your entire throat, but you could tell his touch was different. Still, no one got away with threatening you, not for long. His black eyes regarded your struggling form, almost like voids until they shined red in the darkness.

He firmly pressed his body to yours to keep you from thrashing against him. An unexpected scent engulfed you; reminiscent of light musk and fresh blackberries you used to pick in fields as a child. It was the most delicious scent you’ve smelt since finishing the last can of your peaches.

You gasped as your arms slowly slid down to your sides as your veins began to hum. The pressure on your neck made your eyes flutter and you looked up at him, confused. The color of his eyes made you blink twice. Your knees might’ve given out if his other bandaged hand wasn’t gripping your waist. Would this be your last memory before death swallowed you up?

“Are you going to hurt me?”

“...I’ll try not to.”

His words were ambiguous and laced with something dark but you were suddenly so tired of fighting. It wasn’t like you to stop fighting, but at the same time, it was. You’d just been suppressing it. You were exhausted from the never-ending battle you fought after losing everything you cared about.

Your friends, your family, your future that was supposed to be filled with promise, meaningful relationships, and heart-stopping adventure. Not loss, fear, and loneliness.

Deep inside, you wanted to live, but not if you’d be living like how you’ve been for the past month. Still, you swore that in the end, you would never give in for as long as you lived on this damned earth.

“Okay?”

Your brain screamed back in retaliation, but you were unable to say a word before your vision went black.

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