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beann-e · 2 years

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“ now why would my beautiful girlfriend be with them. Hmm with cheongsan ? “ your body going slack at his tone “ huh baby “

“ it’s not what it looks li—well I was trying to find yo—I—and I —I wanted to be safe “

“ we were together in the lunchroom y/n ? Who kept you safe then huh ? “

“ you “

“ that’s right and who sacrificed other people so you could make it out huh “

“ you “

“ exactly ? So explain it to me — even though I’m the only one who’s apparently made you feel safe —you run over here to feel safe ?? “Your mouth closing shut at his words. You’d been caught. There was nothing you wanted more then to get away from him every single moment you were with him you felt that 10 years were shaved off your life.

In fear that he could kill you at any given time for any reason maybe you didn’t run fast enough , didn’t speak slow enough for him to understand , didn’t kiss him when he wanted one. You were scared. Being with him made you scared

“ what—does cheongsan make you feel safe baby ? Safer then me ? It’s ok you can tell me i was gonna kill him anyways but —“

His eyebrow raising at the unsaid claim and the flinch of your body “ what do I not make you feel safe anymore y/n is that what it is ? You think I’m scary now ? That I’m weird gonna bite you or something now ?? “

“ no it’s not like that I just “

“ you just what —admit it youre scared of me now “

“ it’s not just now “ your voice let out softly

“ what “

“ Ive always been scared of you gwinam “

His face dropping to reveal his real feelings behind the fake face he applied during your relationship his mask only being put on again after a few seconds to hide his emotions

“ no you haven’t that’s a lie why would you be afraid of me we’re dating baby I’d never hurt you “

“ that’s the problem “ your mouth opened in a small yell“ we were dating before any of this everything I had was yours. — there’s no more normalcy there’s zombies and hambies like you how can you say you won’t hurt me ??? How do I know we’re still dating—and if we are it’s not the same guy “

“ because I love you and I’ve never been unfaithful during our relationship nor have I been a bad person so — “

“ you wrote on that—that girls shirt “

“ huh girl ? baby what are you talking about “

“ you wrote on that girls shirt “ voice wavering as you began to be confused by his words. You saw it.

He did. He wrote on some girls shirt in class moments before this whole zombie thing. He wrote on it with whore or slut or — or something. Your brain feeling fried but, wanting so badly for him not to trick you again you couldn’t let him win this time. You would stand your ground.

“ I don’t know what you’re talking abt baby I’ve done a lot of things today to fight for my survival — to fight for our surviva -“

“ no no no no it was before any of this “ you laughed quietly the weapon you held shaking a little in your hand as his eyes went down to the ground and back up to your own “ stop— stop lying you didn’t write slut on her shirt for me— you wrote it because you’re a monster “

“ a monster “ he let a scoff fly from his throat before he wiped his mouth “ let’s not get crazy now ok baby—- before this i was —“

“ before this you were writing I have a good body on a shirt “ His mouth shutting up at your words all the wind being knocked out of him.

How the hell did you know the exact sentence

“ what no disagreement now ? “ your eyes tearing up at the guy you used to trust “ what an asshole “ you cried

His tounge poking the inside of his cheek at your tears cheongsan who stood behind you had been long forgotten along with everyone else , he’d came up here to fight for you with , watching as this unfolded.

A hearty laugh pouring from your boyfrie—exes—mouth as he thought of a way out of this situation with you

“ so what now ? We’re just out here believing everything people tell us huh “ he laughed “ baby I would never do that I love you so so so much so why would I even be thinking about another girls body much less have seen it “

Your mouth dropped at his words causing a small smirk to show up on his face before it quickly dropped

“ I watched you? “ your heart breaking “ did you forget I sit right behind you ? “

His eyes going wide “ shit “ he had forgotten who was in his class his brain all foggy due to the zombie transition. “ I’m — im sorry“ he started taking a step toward you while everyone else took one back “ fucking assholes “ he spoke under his breath

“ you just tried to lie to me you flat out forgot about me —gwinam you scare me “ you felt more tears welling up In your eyes itd been a long day youd lost so many friends your parents were probably gone and then your boyfriend was up here acting crazy following the only person who was helping you stay alive while dodging gwinams pitiful attempts to kill him. “ you really scare me gwinam”

You were overwhelmed

“ don’t worry I don’t have to scare you any longer y/n “ he swallowed “ I mean it— I’m only scary because you’re not in my arms— as soon as I hold you — you won’t be scared anymore “

Your tears dropping fast as you dropped the weapon from in front of you and let it dangle in your hand “ yeah ? “

“ you’re only feeling this way because you’ve been without me for a couple hours baby “

“ you know how much I hate being without you “

“ I know “ he stepped closer “ I know — you hate being around other people you don’t know — I know how much you hate it y/n “

“ but— but I know cheongsan “ you moved to step back as he approached stopping at his next words “ but baby not like you know me“

“ I-“

“ remember our first date ? Because I do— I remember every food you like , you dislike, you can’t stand to smell or even see on a plate “ he moved a little closer “ I remember every movie you love— the ones you know word for word. I know every homework assignment you’ve asked for help on — every teacher you’ve had in your last few years of high school that we’ve been dating —because I’ve walked you to class everyday of every year“

You shook your head at his words “ y/n — baby no one knows you better then I do my love “

“ but— “

“ no one “ his hand coming out to grab yours as he smiled softly when you didn’t fight back “ so you’re gonna tell me the person who knows nothing close to what I know is gonna keep you safe ? “ he laughed “ really ? Do you yourself believe that “

“ well does he really have to know any of that to— “

“ yes — he does — and he doesn’t “

“ oh “ your head moving to rest on his chest feeling the heavy breathes he took and not noticing the small smirk he gave the group behind you “ y/n I can keep you safe ok — just like I have been just like I’ve been doing “

“ but - they kept me safe too “

“ if they really kept you safe then how did I find you so easily“ your body tensed “ imagine if I were a regular zombie ? Should you have been that easy to find ? When have you ever came this close to death like now when you were with me “

“ ne—Never “

“ exactly so — no this prick hasn’t been keeping you safe “ he rested his head on top of yours “ just come back down with me ok“

“O—“

“ y/n don’t leave with him he’s gaslighting you “ cheongsans voice rang out atop the roof and slicing through the heart to heart moment the two of you were having

“ we’ve allowed you to make you own timely rational decisions since you’ve been with us —are you sure you want to give that up “

He swallowed eyes stuck on the back of your head that rested against your boyfriends chest “ are you sure you want to go back to being spoken for — criticized — talked about ? —we all seen it”

everyone shaking their heads in agreement behind you “ we all seen the way he treated you like an object over the last few years guarding you as if he were your guard dog —but “

He shook his head softly no matter if you could see his small smile or not “ he doesn’t know you in the way we do — in the way —I’ve gotten to know you “

Your heart jumped at his words beating a little faster gwinams eyebrows furrowing looking down on you as he felt it thump louder against his chest “ so — even if it sounds a bit selfish “

he laughed a little at his words “ can you please just stay with me — I won’t learn or know everything about you like gwinam does but “ his face set in determination “ I will learn what you want me to all while putting my life on the line to keep you safe “

Your mind swirled at the thought. At everything you’d been through up until this point. What the hell were you gonna do and who the hell were you gonna choose.?

#all of us are dead #all of us are dead x reader #all of us are dead fanfic #gwi nam #cheongsan x reader #aouad cheongsan #aouad x reader #aouad gwinam #aouad drabbles #aouad headcanons #aouad imagines #aouad

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panjakes · 1 year

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Hi again. Could I please request a Yoon Chan-Young x black fem reader? Thanks. ❤️

You groan falling of your bed falling to the floor clutching your stomach. It was that time of the month and your stomach was doing back flips. You grab your phone from the bed clicking your boyfriends contact

“Hello?”

“Chan-youngggggg” you groan into the phone

“Baby what’s wrong? You sound like you in pain” he says in a worried tone

“Cause I am! How much longer are you going to be filming?” You ask

“Another hour or two why?“ he asks

“Just hurry up and get here” you say hanging up

He immediately goes to the period tracking app he had downloaded to help you keep up since you never knew when you’d come on.

“Period:Day 1”

“Shit” he says to himself. He pockets his phone before going back to set

“Yn?! You okay?” Chan-young shouts walking into your house

“No!” You shout form the living room.

He walks into the living room to find you bent over holding your stomach

“Come on love” he says going to pick you up

“No stop! It hurts” you say as he leads you to the couch

“Just lay down, I got you a heating pad” he says making you nod.

You lay down on the couch groaning. Chan-young looks at you with a pout

“Aw baby is it really that bad?” He asks

“It’s terrible! I have cramps! My back and Breast ache. I think I have a headache coming on” you say whining

“Want me to rub them?” He asks grabbing the bag he bought off the floor

“Please?” You ask

“Of course” he says smiling.

He takes all the things out the bag, handing you a small bottle of pain medicine. You watch as he plugs up the heating pad placing it on your stomach.

Sitting behind you, he starts rubbing your stomach

“Hand me the Oreos” you say turning on the tv

Chan-young reaches over to the table handing you the small pack of Oreos

“I hate it here” you say as Chan-young starts rubbing your chest

“I know baby, it’ll go away” he whisper in your ear before placing a kiss on your temple

“And why’d you get vanilla bean instead of French vanilla?” You ask with a raised brow

“B-because you always eat vanilla bean. I didn’t think it was a difference” Chaeyoung admits

“OF COURSE THERES A DIFFERENCE!” You shout

“Okay! I’m sorry do you want me to go to the store and get the right flavor?” He asks

“No! Fuck it! Just keep brushing my hair damn!” You say in annoying tone

Chan-young frowns before picking up the brush running it through your fro

“Are you sure you don’t want me to get the right flavor?” He asks

“I’m sure, just please brush my hair” you mumble

“Okay” he says continue to brush

After about 10 minutes of brushing he finally put your fro into a low puff. He kisses your forehead before laying on your head

“I’m sorry…my hormones are everywhere” you say

“It’s okay. Does your stomach still hurt?” He asks

“No. I’m really tired now, the pain meds are kicking in” you say yawning

“Okay let’s take a nap then. I’ll make you something to eat when you wake up” he says

“I want pasta or something” you say

“Okay I’ll make you pasta” he says

Reaching your bedroom, you fall onto it face first with a sigh. You crawl under the big comfy heavy cover holding it up so chanyoung can get under it

“You better cuddle me” you mumble to him

He chuckles before wrapping his arms around you

“Of course but you have to cuddle me back” he says

“I guess I can” you say wrapping your arms around him

He reaches down kissing your forehead

“I love you” he whispers

You look up at him with a smile before kissing his chin

“I love you too”

#ambw fic #black reader #ambw #black girls are beautiful #black reader insert #kpop poc #kpop #x black reader #x black!reader #kpop imagines #aouad cheongsan #aouad fanfic

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niki-phoria · 1 year

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pairing: cheongsan x gn!reader genre: hurt comfort word count: 699

a/n: i need him to be alive in s2 please

requests open !!

you’re frozen in shock as you watch cheongsan push nayeon to the ground. she angrily grabs her bloodied handkerchief, scrambling to her feet. “he was gonna turn into a zombie!” she yells.

“you don’t know that!”

“stop it, both of you,” ms. park says, pulling nayeon away from the group. you can see cheongsan’s hands shaking slightly as suhyeok pats his shoulder. you make your way over to him, gently grabbing his left hand. you intertwine your fingers together in an attempt to hold him back from nayeon and, hopefully, to comfort him.

nayeon angrily rushes out of the room, quickly followed by ms. park. her words ring in your head as cheongsan pulls away from you, hiding in the recording room. you still feel like you’re in a daze, letting joonyeong coax you to sit down at one of the tables.

it feels like the world has disappeared. you’re not sure how long you sit there, trying to process everything. the zombie outbreak. the metallic smell of blood sticking to your uniform and coming from your classmates. watching your friends die. the panic of strangers outside. when you glance over at the windows, the sun is setting. the room is silent except for a few whispers woojin and daesu. you can’t hear what they’re talking about. you don’t care.

nobody says anything when you slowly stand up, making your way into the recording room. “cheongsan,” you silently close the door behind you, kneeling down next to the boy. he doesn’t react to you, still staring into space. he holds his knees up against his chest and his back is pressed against the wall. hesitantly, you reach over and place a hand on his knee. you can see dry tears on cheongsan’s cheeks. his hands grip his knees over the fabric of his pants, knuckles white from the force.

“he’s gone.” cheongsan’s voice is quiet when he finally speaks, raspy from crying. he lets you move closer, coaxing him into your arms. he hides his face into your chest, now gripping onto your blazer. he lets out a loud sob, fully breaking down. you wrap your arms further around him, running a hand up and down his back. the metallic smell of blood surrounds you in the small room, only serving to remind you of the carnage outside of the broadcasting room. you ignore the sticky feeling of drying blood on your hands from cheongsan’s uniform, letting him cry. you blink away tears gathering in your own eyes, focused on comforting your boyfriend.

“it’s okay,” the words feel meaningless as you say them, but you hope they’re helping nonetheless. “it’s gonna be alright. i’m here. you’re safe.”

cheongsan’s grip on you only tightens as he wraps his arms around your waist. you’re not sure how long you sit there, crying and comforting him. your knees aching from how they press into the hard floor. your head aches from all of the crying you’ve done over the course of the day. the blood on your hands is dry, flaking off onto the floor in small pieces.

“i can’t lose you,” cheongsan whispers. you’ve grown so used to the silence that it almost startles you when he speaks. you continue stroking his back, letting cheongsan bury his face into your neck.

“you won’t.” he pulls back a little, hand moving to cup your cheek. he wipes the tears away from your face, ignoring the dried ones on his own.

“i love you.” the words bring even more tears to your eyes. despite having been with cheongsan for months, neither of you had dared to say them before. your breath hitches as cheongsan coaxes you closer to him, pressing his forehead against yours. “i love you.”

“i love you too,” you choke out. cheongsan gives you a weak smile, thumb moving to wipe away the new tears that fall from your eyes. he pulls you closer so your head is pressed against his shoulder. he wraps his arms around your waist, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

“we’ll be okay, we’ll be okay,” he repeats. you whisper the words to yourself like a mantra, desperately holding cheongsan even closer.

“we’ll be okay.”

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allofusaredeadsimp · 1 year

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Desperate II

HEYYY Guys! I haven't posted in to long! So many things to do! But thank you, all of you, who reacted and followed me. It means the world to me! SOOO, here is, FINALLY, Part 2 of "Desperate".

It hurts. That's the first thing you thing when you wake up. You slowly open your eyes, rubbing the strange sleep and drowning sensation that something is horribly wrong, and that staying asleep might chase it all a way. You open your eyes anyway, though, and stare right into On-Jo's eyes. "Yah!", you yell, heart pace quickening, then slowly returning to normal upon recognizing your best friend. You suddenly laugh, remembering how horrified you were, just what felt like mere moments ago. "You would not believe the dream I had today! I was walking down the hall, and was attacked and...", you trail off, eyes taking in the room around you. On-Jo, Ji-Min, Na-Yeon, Su-Hyeok, I-Sak, Dae-Su, Gyeong-Su, Nam-Ra, and Cheong-San, the latter sporting a nastly-looking gash, and all not looking good. "What.. no, no no no no no nonononono".

There was no way, that that anything you experienced in the last hour was real. No way. There couldn't be.. things, ravaging your school, killing people, EATING, people. But you were smart. Smart enough not to deny it. And even smarter enough, to believe it. "When?", you croak, throat tired, the drowsiness becoming a luxury that you wish you could return to. But you were wide awake now. You stand up, dusting your skirt, in a way that makes you recall the last hour. Slowly, your hands find their way back to your sides. "Not to long ago", replies On-Jo, handing you a cheap, crinkly plastic cup of water. "Well, honestly, we don't know exactly when, but we know that it was some time before lunch", Su-Hyeok jumps in, popping his back of the wall, and coming over to help you to your feet. You feel your heart shatter as you stand. What would your Mother and father think? How much they would worry, and what if.."This isn't just in the school? I mean, what if? If it's happening here, then how can we assume it isn't happening elsewhere, too? like back home?", I-Sak speaks your thoughts. You look around you again, as the room falls into a knowing silence.

"Gyeong-Su, close the door more tightly you big oaf!", you hear Na-yeon's high pitched and nasally voice yell. You all turn from you designated spots in the classroom, looking over at the young boy. You seem to notice this kind of stuff at times like these. How young everyone is. How no one is yet deserving to die. "I am! And don't think you have a place to talk, you snobby, spoiled girl!", Gyeong-Su snaps back. "What did you just call me!?", "Alright everyone, enough yelling. There are people going crazy, there is no time for bickering", Cheong-San interjects, but the two adolescents ignore him, opting for their bickering, instead. "Well, at least I'm not a poor rat!" "EXCUSE ME!?", you sigh, sharing a look with the girls, while the rest of the people in the room try to break the two apart. "I HATE YOU!" "And i don't? the feelings MUTUAL, honey!". You roll your eyes, but in the process you notice something. And open latch. A broken window, a gap, where there shouldn't be. You dash up, running to close it, catching everyone's eyes, and stopping the bickering in the process. But before you can, the door is slammed open, knocking the wind out of you. You fall back, already knowing that the person behind this door, they, were going to be trouble.

YASSSS! Finally got around to posting this! I sincerely hope you guys like it! I want to be able to get back to posting! Please interact, and FOLLOW! It helps the motivation! Oh, and requesting does too, 🤭.

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allofusaredead-incorrectquotes · 1 year

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On-jo: So are we, like, boyfriend and girlfriend now? Cheong-san: On one condition. Cheong-san: I get to be the boyfriend!

#all of us are dead #aouad #all of us are dead incorrect quotes #incorrect quotes #lee cheong san #nam on jo #source: drake and josh #aouad cheongsan #lee cheong san x nam on jo #cheong san x on jo

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chqnified · 2 years

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Emotionally unavailable rn

#aouad #all of us are dead #park mijin #jang ha ri #lee cheong san #aouad cheongsan #lee suhyeok #choi nam ra #nam ra #onjo #nam onjo #yoon gwi nam #gwi nam

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tessxblxckthorn · 2 years

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i don’t want to say goodbye

‘cause this one means forever.

#netflix #recommandations #kdrama #all of us are dead #aouad #aouadedit #aouad cheongsan #aouadonjo #lee cheong san #nam on jo #my gifs

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uwuwuwuwuuuw · 2 years

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Ok hear me out. At the very end of All of Us Are Dead, when the group meets up with Nam-ra again, she looks to the side and says "It's them." The only person I could think of that she would be talking to is Cheong-san. Everyone else that was in their group we saw die/turn, and if she was talking to someone outside of the group she wouldn't have said "It's them," since they wouldn't know who 'them' referred to. I think it's entirely possible that Cheong-san, assuming he became a half-bie after being bitten by Gwi-nam, survived the blast. We saw On-jo's name tag in the rubble but he could've just dropped it when he was attacked by Gwi-nam. Sadly this would mean Gwi-nam would most likely be alive as well and would come back for the millionth time to harass the group. Maybe I'm just in denail I don't know but I think it makes sense.

#all of us are dead #aouad #aouad cheongsan #lee cheong san #aouad spoilers

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ayunas-tuna · 2 years

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#aouad cheongsan #all of us are dead #fanfic

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ecoamerica · 24 days

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unbloomedrose · 6 months

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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐊 | 𝗚𝗪𝗜 𝗡𝗔𝗠

No plagiarism

This is pure a fictional story as I wrote this from my own ideas

No hate or anything towards the characters

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Run run run y/n ! ", su hyeok screamed when he saw the zombies running towards us we ran fast as fast we can namra pulled my hand and ran pulling me with her we all ran inside a classroom and breath in and out geongsu locked the door and slipped down there breathing heavily Cheong San throwed the water bottle at him he grabbed it struggling and gulped it in a sec we all looked at each other then sighed

Hey you are infected ! ", nayeon screamed looking at me grabbing everyone attention onjo took her steps infront of me and checked my arms while looking in my eyes

Is that a bit mark ? ", she asked me as i shaked my heart as no

Ofc ! That's what a infected person would say

nayeon said making evryone look down then walked towards me grabbing my arms but before she could pull geongsu stepped infront of her pulling her from me she stumbled on her steps and glared at him

What ?! Don't tell me that you don't belie-.

I don't believe you at all ", geongsu said as he stood infront me

It's alright geongsu I'm fine I'll leave ", i said while walking away but he stopped me again

You don't have to leave just cuz that b*tch said y/n ", he said as he glared at her she gasped as she looked around to gain attention

"Tf you just called me? a*shole ! ", she said as she punched him as they fought with each other cheongsan screamed and stood infront of them as he pushed them away from each other ", stop it guys ! He screamed at them

Y/n ? Is that really a bite mark ? "He asked as he stepped closer to me

No ! It's not I was with you guys ..", i explained to them but they don't seem to believe I just smiled then walked to the door about to open untill geongsu stopped me again

Don't go i believe you

I can't stay with one person trust geongsu..",i said walking out of the class smiling at them one last time i ran out of the class sobbing on the way trying to forget that my own friends didn't believed me i ran ran ran and ran pushing all the zombies I was exhausted but still I ran I ran outside the school halls i saw a bat there I took it and swing it around the zombies face there I saw a small way to somewhere being scared I ran inside there

Shit

I cursed at myself when I saw lotts of zombies were coming towards me I ran into another side and there were none i sighed heavily as i sat there taking a deep breath sobbing my eyes out I was crying untill someone patted on my shoulder I got scared and about to swing the bat on that zombie but someone grabbed it and held it tight when i saw who it was it was a boy clothes dripping in blood one of his eyes are damaged he looked at me up and down

Who are you ?"he asked as he pulled the bat towards him I got scared for dear life he stepped closer to me he smelled me and smiled creepily as I was shivering to dead because of his cold gaze

I'm ---",i said as he raised his eyebrows in confusion

I've never seen you here before?..

I'm a new transferred student from ___", I said as he laughed giving the bat to me i smiled and thanked him as he looked confused ", did you just smiled at me ?", he asked as he looked at me with tense face

Yes is that wrong ?", I asked smiling at him

It's weird ", he said while yawning I took a teddy bandage from bag and sticked on his wood he frowned and stepped back but i stepped closer to him and sticked that bandage on his nose feeling proud I went back smiling he looked at me and then touched his nose glaring at me

Here have this with you this will help "I said giving the bandage to him he pushed it from my hand making me sad I looked away from him taking the bandage from the ground he glared at me again then I was about to walk away untill he said something

Where do you think you going ?

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quack-quack-snacks · 3 months

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Star Crossed - Chapter 6

The Star Crossed Masterlist

My All Of Us Are Dead Masterlist

My Navigation and Masterlist

Warnings: Normal AOUAD things. Word Count: 4,257

Cheong-san plunged the edge of the phone into his left eye and he screamed in agony. While distracted with his pain, Cheong-san followed his instinct and threw him into the mob below.

Please forgive me, (Y/n)...

You had sat in the same spot for about 10 minutes when you decided you had gotten tired of sitting still and needed to move around a bit, even if you just paced back and forth. You’d figured out when you first came in here that the wild piano playing was from a young girl trapped underneath the piano on the other side of the room. She was a zombie, of course, and you couldn't help from feeling bad about how she’d been unable to even have a chance at escaping.

You’d been pacing for so long the wooden floor was starting to have skid marks from your rubber soles on it. You thought of different plans desperately, trying to find one that would be able to get you out of this situation and back to your friends.

Back to Su-hyeok.

You couldn’t believe it when you heard the door open, fearing the worst and not bothering to turn around even when you heard the soft and hesitant footsteps.

“(Y/n)?” The voice said and you swiftly turned around to see Cheong-san there with a hesitant and terrified face. Once he’d realized you weren’t a zombie, his face transformed from one of being terrified to one of extreme relief with a hint of guilt for some reason. He rushed toward you and brought you into a hug that you instinctually returned. He held you tightly in a friendly embrace upon your reunion and you held him back just as tightly, glad that even if you couldn’t completely keep your promise to On-jo, he came out safe and sound.

At least you thought so.

You pulled away and looked him over, turning him around so you could see his back and then back around again when you realized he was indeed safe with no serious injuries or worse, bite marks.

“Oh, thank god,” he exclaimed as he also looked you over to see you were safe. “I was so worried I’d lost you forever there.”

“Yeah, to be honest, me too. I wasn’t sure if I would make it out alive and I have no idea how I was able to make it here without getting hurt. How about you? How the hell did you make it here? I thought you went downstairs?” You interrogated and slapped his arm at his stupid actions.

He took a deep breath before determination set on his face and he stared you directly in the eyes. “(Y/n), I need to tell you something-”

A soft squealing noise from the speakers interrupted him and you both looked at it in confusion. After a few seconds, you heard voices coming through

“Anyone?” A voice that sounded like Joon-yeong sounded out softly.

“I've never done it before,” a voice like Dae-su’s called out and a smile grew onto your face at the sound of your new friends’ bantering.

“Somebody do it. Dae-su?” Another voice spoke, this one more feminine and sounding like either On-jo or Hyo-ryung.

“Here goes nothing… Uh, mic test. One, two. One, two. Cheong-san and (Y/n), are you there? We-”

“What are you doing?” A voice that you recognized instantly as Su-hyeok’s spoke and the grin on your face faded to a small smile of relief. It seemed like so long ago that you had heard him even if it was maybe only an hour ago.

“Hey, (Y/n), Cheong-san, do you hear us?”

“It's Su-hyeok,” you spoke softly and Cheong-san gave you a smile.

“It's Su-hyeok,” Su-hyeok repeated and you and Cheong-san laughed a little at the coincidence. “We'll come to you, so stay put. Got it?”

“Hell no, not happening-”

“Don't come, moron. You're gonna get bit-”

You and Cheong-san spoke at the same time, protesting to the speakerphone.

“I know what the both of you will say, but we can't hear you here.”

“What the hell are you doing, Bare-su?” Cheong-san whispered and you just shook your head as you walked towards the door, looking through the window to see if it was clear.

“So don't go anywhere. Wait for us. You really can't go anywhere, okay? We'll come now.”

Just as you were about to open the door, seeing that there were no zombies nearby for the time being, his next words stopped you in your tracks like a deer in headlights.

“(Y/n). I know you’re stubborn and never take any of my advice, but please. Please stay where you’re at. For me?” He whispered the last part and you leaned your forehead against the glass of the sliding door, debating with yourself on which you would do: stay and wait for the group, or go to them.

You didn’t really get any say in the matter when a zombie suddenly ran up to the door and slammed against it, its blood covered mouth smearing along the glass.

“Yeah, nope…” You concluded and went over to take a seat on one of the chairs in the room. You ignored the rest of what the group was unintentionally saying into the microphone and laid your head down when suddenly On-jo spoke directly to Cheong-san.

“Cheong-san. Please stay still. I know you never listen to me, but please do it this time.”

You saw Cheong-san stop in his tracks from where he too was about to open the door and run out. He walked over to sit next to you and you both sat in a comfortable silence.

“Time for meditation,” a sudden and unfamiliar voice interrupted the silence and you shot up, confused.

Tranquil music started playing and your confusion turned into an amused smile.

“Once again, another fun day at school,” you laughed at the voice and leaned your face on one of your hands while the other wrapped itself around your waist.

“Everyone, close your eyes… and calm your hearts.”

You turned around to look at Cheong-san and immediately bursted out laughing at the annoyed smile he had on his face.

“They couldn’t have picked any better music?” He asked with distaste.

“Aw, come on Cheong-san, you don’t wanna meditate?” You teased and sat on one of the desks with your legs crossed and your hands placed palm up on your knees. “Let us meditate together, my young padawan.”

“You’re so stupid,” he laughed and you pouted at him before falling backwards so you were lying down on the desks.

“Yeah? We’ll you’re just an ultra big meanie,” you insulted childishly and flipped him off which he snorted at.

You suddenly heard a bunch of growling and shot up again, getting back on your guard as you saw dozens of zombies run down the hallways towards the corridor speaker.

“Now that’s why they did it! That’s smart,” you complimented and Cheong-san nodded in agreement.

You sat there for a minute until the door burst open and the group came trampling in.

“Oh, shit,” Dae-su exclaimed as he walked over to where the two of you were and pulled you both in for a hug. “Where were you guys? Idiots.”

“Where's On-jo?” Cheong-san asked worriedly and seconds later the girl came rushing in. “On-jo!” Cheong-san shoved himself out of Dae-su’s arms so he could rush towards her and Dae-su focused his energy on squeezing the life out of you.

“(Y/n)! I never would have thought I would miss your glare so much!” He cried out dramatically and you laughed as you returned the hug, basking in the embrace of a friend.

“How did you guys know we were here?” You heard Cheong-san ask and turned around just in time to see him get kicked in the back of the knees by On-jo.

“I told you not to go! Why don't you ever listen to me?” She complained with a voice ready to start crying.

“Hey, save the lovers' quarrel for later,” Dae-su stopped the argument and went over to help lift Cheong-san up.

“Let's go!” Wu-jin directed, panting to get his breath.

“Where?” You asked, still stuck on how they even knew where you and Cheong-san were.

“We have to get to the roof before the meditation music ends.”

You looked behind On-jo in worry as you didn’t see either of your best friends anywhere in sight.

“Let's go. Hurry!” Dae-su urged but you stopped their movements when you spoke.

“Wait! Where’s Nam-ra and Su-hyeok? They were with you guys… right? Where are they now?”

On-jo looked stunned, just now realizing the same thing as you but you didn’t wait for her to react as you quickly opened the door and rushed outside.

“Where are you going?” Cheong-san anxiously asked as you rushed out.

“Hey! Hey! Hey!” Dae-su called out after you as both he and Cheong-san ran after your retreating form.

You stopped running and sighed in relief when you saw Nam-ra and Su-hyeok running down the hall, Nam-ra holding her arm in pain and Su-hyeok running behind her to make sure she didn’t fall behind with blood splattered across his face.

“Are you crazy? Don't go by yourself!” Cheong-san commanded when he and the group caught up to you.

Your look of relief vanished as you saw the concern and sternness on both of their faces as they came closer.

“Go in! Go inside!” Su-hyeok demanded and everyone turned around to see the zombies that had once gathered at the speaker were now chasing toward them.

“Shit! Go back!” You yelled.

“They're coming!” Dae-su yelled as he ran back into the classroom, everyone following close behind with Su-hyeok to be the last one there and the one who closed the door behind him.

“They can still see us!” You expressed nervously and speedily ran towards one of the curtains that hung across the wall with the doors in the room.

“Yes! The curtains. Come on!” Joon-yeong told everyone and they all ran to cover the windows with the curtains before pausing to take a deep breath of relief.

Nam-ra ran towards the windows facing the outside and closed those curtains before turning towards where the zombie stuck under the piano was.

“There's a zombie there,” you started as you walked towards her. “Don’t worry, though, it’s caught under a piano, so it can’t go anywhere.”

She nodded and you brought her into your arms for a tight hug. She sighed against your shoulder and you squeezed her harder before letting her go and giving her a tight smile. The both of you leaned back against two desks with your hands interlocked as the group started talking again.

“We can't… go to the roof…” Hyo-ryung stated sadly and your head turned to her. “We're trapped again, aren't we?” Although the sentence was a question, it was stated like a fact.

“There are zombies out there, so…” Su-hyeok started to explain and your eyes locked, you could feel your eyes burn by how he looked at you; with so much pain and regret and guilt and relief that you couldn’t handle it. You smiled at him before turning your head back so it was facing forward. “Let's just think a little.”

“This is so annoying,” you heard Nam-ra whisper irritatedly from beside you and you rubbed your thumb over her knuckles in an attempt to comfort her while also comforting yourself.

After a few beats of silence, only interrupted by the group’s heavy breathing, Hyo-ryung suddenly stood up and she looked at you and Nam-ra, horrified.

“Hey. Hey, Nam-ra,” she started and your gaze finally found its way to her face. “What happened to your arm?” She pointed towards your best friend’s arm while backing up. “That's a bite mark, isn't it?”

As everyone started to stand up and back away from the two of you, you just looked down at where her “bite” was and sure enough there was a bite there. Not moving or letting go of her in any way, you just stared at the bite in silence, biting your lip as tears sprung in your eyes and your nose stung.

“No. No, no, no. Please no! I can’t lose you!” You whispered as you begged whatever god was listening to hear your prayers and leaned your forehead onto Nam-ra’s shoulder. Su-hyeok came rushing up to defend her when Cheong-san charged forward with a music stand in his hands.

“No. That’s not it,” he tried to explain but Cheong-san was insistent.

“Move. Step back, Su-hyeok.”

“That's not it, asshole,” Su-hyeok explained harshly again and turned back to Nam-ra who had an arm wrapped around your shoulder to comfort you.

“Tell him. You weren't bitten by a zombie,” he begged her but she stayed silent. Your tears subsided as you heard him say that and now you just looked confused. “Say something!” From out of your eyesight, Dae-su and Wu-jin had snuck towards you and ripped you out of Nam-ra’s grasp, holding onto you tightly as you thrashed to go back to her.

As Su-hyeok stepped towards you at your cries in order to help, you saw Cheong-san dash forward with the music stand again and you screamed. “No!”

Su-hyeok rushed back to stand in front of Nam-ra and stop Cheong-san from delivering any blows.

“Gwi-nam! He bit her. It wasn’t zombies,” he explained. Your struggles died down in surprise and you just gaped at him in a state of shock.

“Who?” Cheong-san asked in confusion.

“Gwi-nam. The bully.”

“Yoon Gwi-nam?”

“Yeah,” Su-hyeok confirmed and Cheong-san turned to Nam-ra.

“Nam-ra. Did Gwi-nam really bite you?” She shot a glance at you but you didn’t notice from how you continued to stare at the boy who brought the heartbreaking and unbelievable news to you all. She nodded slightly.

“Say it clearly,” Cheong-san demanded.

“It’s true,” Su-hyeok had confirmed in Nam-ra’s stead since she was continuing to remain quiet.

“Gwi-nam was bitten by zombies,” Cheong-san told him and he scoffed in disbelief.

“Bullshit.”

“I saw him get bit. If you get bitten by zombies, you turn into one,” he explained what all of you already knew as if Su-hyeok had forgotten it. “So if Gwi-nam bit her-”

“He's not one of them!” Su-hyeok yelled and the zombies behind the curtains started growling louder and banging on the doors and windows. “Gwi-nam wasn't a zombie,” he stated more quietly but still in a stern and convinced tone. “He wasn’t. He literally talked to me,” he turned to Nam-ra for help but she hadn’t taken her eyes off of you. “You saw him. He wasn't a zombie at all.”

…

“What?”

Your soft voice cut through the air like a knife and everyone’s attention turned to you where you were still held onto by Dae-su even after you had stopped struggling. Su-hyeok and Cheong-san both looked at you with guilty eyes filled with remorse and regret.

“My brother did this? My brother bit you?” You asked as you looked at Nam-ra and she looked devastated. “A-and he’s… he’s a zombie?” You continued as tears streaked down your cheeks unwillingly. You turned to Cheong-san. “You saw him get bit? When was that? Why didn’t you tell me?” You let out, your breathing staggering and growing uneven as you continued to mentally comprehend all the information that was thrown at you in the past 2 minutes.

Su-hyeok let out a sigh of anger and regret. He couldn’t believe he had said all those things in front of you with no hesitation or tenderness. He carefully walked over to you and Dae-su let you go. Your knees buckled from the overwhelming sensation of your emotions rampaging but Su-hyeok caught you in his arms just in time before you fell. He whispered apologies into your hair as your tears soaked through his blazer despite how your body showed no other signs of you crying.

Nam-ra turned back to look at Cheong-san before standing up. “Are you sure he was bitten by a zombie?”

“Yeah,” he confirmed, his eyes only flickering away from you for a second to answer her question.

“So I'll turn into a zombie,” she concluded.

“No!” You screamed out and left Su-hyeok’s arms to rush over to her, grabbing her upper arms and squeezing as you looked her dead in the eyes. “You won’t. Su-hyeok said that Gw...” you stopped when your voice broke. “That he wasn’t a zombie, at least not a full zombie,” you turned around to look at the group, specifically at Cheong-san. “I’m not saying you’re a liar but I also believe that Su-hyeok had seen him and he wasn’t a zombie. She won’t turn. She won’t. I know it,” you stated confidently.

Nam-ra grabbed your hand and squeezed it, getting your attention and turning you back towards her. “(Y/n)...” She brought you into a proper hug and you sobbed once. “Thank you… I’ll never forget your friendship,” she whispered in your ear before pushing you away gently and walking towards the classroom door.

“Nam… please!” You begged and she stopped in the middle of the room, turning back to look at you.

“I always loved that nickname,” she turned back around to walk towards the door but you rushed forward to grab her hand.

“You won’t turn. You won’t,” you told her as convincingly as possible before wiping your tears aggressively and walking back towards the group, dragging her behind you as she struggled to free herself from your grip. You elbowed Su-hyeok lightly to continue with his defense and he started immediately.

“She won't turn into one. Don't you trust me?”

“I saw when Gwi-nam got bitten,” Cheong-san’s eyes flittered to you as he spoke and they were filled with guilt that seemed to increase with every pass over your face. “It happened after fighting with me.”

“I fought him, too. Believe me,” Su-hyeok grabbed your free hand with one of his own as he spoke and squeezed three times, the usual thing you two did to non-verbally express an apology. “I know.”

Squeezing Su-hyeok’s hand tightly, you shook him off and dragged Nam-ra over to the window where you yanked open the curtains and opened one of the windows, turning back around to face the group, your hand still holding onto hers.

“There. Problem solved. If she turns I’ll just push her out of the window and none of you will be harmed in the process. Okay? So put the fucking music stand down and back the fuck off,” you told all of them with a sharp glare.

“(Y/n),” Nam-ra tugged on your hand and brought your attention down to her. “You shouldn’t do this.”

You gaped at her, mouth opened slightly in slight disbelief. “Nam-ra. You are my best friend. Like hell am I letting you get away that easily.”

Your slight joke fell upon deaf ears as your serious tone covered it up.

“(Y/n),” you heard Cheong-san say to you and so you turned back to him.

“Back the fuck up.”

He lifted the music stand so he was holding it like a baseball bat and you glared at him, an act that unfortunately had no effect on him.

“I’m warning you, Cheong-san. Don’t come any closer,” you threatened but he just shot you back a glare of his own as his eyes filled with protectiveness.

“Screw you, (Y/n). I warned you first. Gyeong-su was enough, I won’t lose any more friends.”

You took a deep breath before spitting out your words with venom coating your tongue.

“Well then, I guess it’s a good thing we’re not friends. Isn’t it, Cheong-san?”

His glare hardened and he rolled his eyes. “You and I both know that fact has changed over the past day. You’ve made friends with everyone here no matter what you want to believe. We all care for you, which is exactly the reason why I’m not going to let you do this to yourself.”

“Well too fucking bad, because you can’t fucking stop me,” you told him, not bothering to speak about any of the previous things, knowing you would lose that argument.

“Get out of my way,” he demanded.

“Cheong-san, stop it,” Su-hyeok tried.

“Get out of my way!” he yelled again but your hold just tightened on Nam-ra’s hand while you stayed silent.

Su-hyeok pushed Cheong-san away and they started shoving each other when Nam-ra suddenly screamed out, “Stop it, both of you!”

They pushed each other away as both of them turned back to look at the two of you.

“If I feel strange in any way… I'll just end it quickly.”

You wiped away the stray tear that fell from your eyes at her words.

“Sorry, but-” Cheong-san started, about to convey more doubts about her condition until she interrupted him.

“No need to be sorry. I'm actually not sorry, not at all.”

“... sorry,” he continued and looked down in shame.

“Su-hyeok,” Nam-ra called out to him. “Kill me if I turn,” she turned to look at you. “I know you won’t be able to.”

“Hey, wait!” You called to her and tried to yank her back as she hopped up to sit on the ledge of the window but she just pulled your hands into her lap while her free one was holding onto the window frame to support her balance.

After a while, when you were leaning against the window and rubbing your fingers against the knuckles of Nam-ra’s hand while avoiding the eyes of Su-hyeok, you felt other eyes on you. You turned to look at Nam-ra only to see her staring intently at your neck. You smiled sadly as you knew what most likely was happening and not wanting to accept it.

“Nam?”

She grabbed your neck and pulled you closer to her just as you saw Cheong-san rush towards the both of you.

“(Y/n)!”

You turned your body so you were standing in front of Nam-ra to prevent her from receiving the blow, intending to take it yourself. You clenched your eyes tightly and waited for the pain to come but when the sound of the music stand hitting somebody’s body came, you felt nothing.

“Get out of the way!” Cheong-san yelled from behind you and you turned to see him with the music stand still in his hands except now it was broken and the top piece was across the room.

“Stop it!” Su-hyeok yelled at him from his place right in front of you where he was behind you just seconds before, and you finally connected the dots.

Su-hyeok took the blow for you.

Just as Cheong-san rushed forward, intending to strike again, Su-hyeok charged at him and slammed him on his back against a desk while raising a clenched fist in the air as a threat. “I said to stop it!”

“Stupid asshole!” Cheong-san yelled back and punched him in the face, successfully getting him off of him as they tussled around the room. You quickly moved to help Nam-ra as she weakly fell from the window sill and sat her into a chair while the boys fought on the other side of the room.

She breathed heavily and clenched her eyes shut as if fighting off something in her head. You heard different voices yelling over each other as they tried to break up the fight and turned back to see On-jo standing in front of the two of you and Su-hyeok holding Cheong-san back.

“Get out of my way! Let go of me!” He screamed as he resisted.

“Stop it. Are you blind? Look at Nam-ra,” On-jo surprised you as she defended your best friend. “She would have blood on her mouth if she bit her. Does she?” There was a pregnant pause as everyone looked at Nam-ra. “And she's not bleeding, right?” She defended more.

“It's true. There's no wound,” Dae-su pointed out as everyone then looked to you, no blood or wound from a bite anywhere on your body.

“But if Gwi-nam bit her-” Cheong-san started again.

“She's still fine, which means you'll be fine,” On-jo’s eyes shifted down to where he still held tightly to the music stand. “Come on, put that down. Stop being stubborn.”

The boy started to shake Su-hyeok off as he was still holding him. “Let go. I got it. Let go. Fuck,” he groaned.

“Why won't you drop that?” On-jo insisted.

“That's my business,” he told her and she rolled her eyes before turning to crouch down beside the two of you.

“Are you okay?” She questioned Nam-ra who stared forward blankly.

“Why do you care?”

“What?”

“It's just… it’s weird,” you started. “You've always hated us, so why are you suddenly starting to care now?”

On-jo looked down, “Sometimes, I still do,” she looked back up to stare you directly in the eye with an empathetic look. “But what's wrong is wrong.”

“She seems fine. Let's…” Wu-jin voiced after a silence once again settled over the group.

“She would've definitely turned by now,” reasoned Joon-yeong.

“No,” Nam-ra stated and stood up, you following her soon after to help her keep her balance while standing up straight, your hands separating in the process. “I'm not okay. I wanted to bite (Y/n).”

You stared at her in silence with a sad smile, knowing she was right and not being able to refute her words in any way.

“I really did,” she said again, still looking straight ahead, unable to meet your eyes. “I wanted to bite her.”

“Wait, what do you mean by that?” Cheong-san asked stupidly and you would have mocked him in any other circumstance.

“I mean… I wanted to bite her.

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fallenmonsters · 2 years

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let the secret out.

summary ➳ you’re a delinquent, who’s actually scary and intimidating unlike gwinam. cheongsan is a normal student. there shouldn’t be any connections between you two... right?

pairings ➳ lee cheongsan x delinquent!male reader

warnings ➳ fluff, foul language, mention of fights, secret healthy relationship, sparkles of jealousy, mention of gyeongsu’s death, nayeon throwing herself at reader, use of weapon (knife), blood, reader and cheongsan having sexual tension the entire fic lmao

“How about you, Cheongsan? What do you think of (Y/n)?”

The said male looks up from the foods in front of him to his friends, catching their curious gazes.

They had been talking about (L/n) (Y/n), the most feared delinquent on campus who actually doesn’t seem that much of a delinquent because of high grades and the lack of involvement in bullying. You were quiet and did nothing but to mind your own business in class, occasionally talking back against teachers that called you out for being late or skipping classes, and sending death glares to everyone who tries to get close.

You were an odd delinquent; involving yourself in fights only when necessary, accepting the teachers’ call for help, aggressively helping people who tripped in front of you, only minding your own business, and not minding people who accidentally spilled their drinks on you. You act how a delinquent shouldn’t, and it seems like you’re only called that is because you’re not afraid to speak out your thoughts no matter how hurtful it is, you’re intimidating and scary, and you beat up people.

His friends have stated their own opinions about you, mostly positive and only a small amount of negative, while Cheongsan continuously ate his food with his head hung low, since he didn’t want to partake in it. Though, he should’ve known his friends would not miss a chance to hear everyone’s opinion.

He looks at the table three rows away where you sat quietly alone, eating your favorite food and reading a book. That’s also one thing that makes you so unlike from other delinquents.

You look handsome like this, sitting in a way a delinquent would with all your focus fixed on the book. It’s almost as if you’re a godly, unrealistic being painted on a canvas by a professional and perfectionist painter.

Cheongsan didn’t understand why everyone found you so intimidating and scary; in all honesty, he thinks girls should be screaming, squealing and freaking out over you like those girls in cliché romance anime with handsome main character from how insanely and unbelievably attractive you are. But, in all honesty again, he would be irritated and annoyed if that actually happens.

“He seems fine to me,” Cheongsan answered Gyeongsu’s previous question with an unenthusiastic one as he forced himself to look away from your figure.

An unsatisfied look appears on both Gyeongsu’s and Suhyeok’s face as the others groaned at his lack of cooperation in sharing a throughout opinion, clearly disappointed. “What the fuck is that answer, you moron? There should be more to it like gossips about him and how you think of him.” Gyeongsu complains, smacking his arm.

Cheongsan raised his brows at him before his lips forms a pout, something that always happens when he’s thinking.

Unbeknownst to him, your eyes shifted from the book to his direction, a subtle smirk spreading across your face at the sight of his pout. You took out your phone and opened the camera, zooming it on his face with slight difficulty from how far he was. You then pressed the shutter button, successfully capturing him into picture as you opened gallery to save it in a specific folder.

Gathering his thoughts, Cheongsan finally opens his mouth to speak. “I think he’s handsome,” All of his friend’s jaws dropped. They did not expect that answer. “And I also think it’ll be fine to sit next to him or be close to him as long as you mind your business just like he does and if you don’t bother him that much.” He shrugs, taking one glance at you to see you’re on your phone instead.

“Have you tried sitting next to him?” Suhyeok asked curiously.

“No,” Cheongsan shakes his head. “But I’m not scared to try.”

Gyeongsu looks at him incredulously. “How are you not scared or intimidated? He’s scarier than Gwinam, and that says a lot.” Suhyeok nodded while pointing at Gyeongsu to show his agreement.

Cheongsan only shrugs at his question.

Since the beginning, he was never intimidated by you for unknown reasons. You were just so handsome, so attractive, and so godly that Cheongsan forgot to be scared. Though, your straightforwardness, honesty and the ability to speak out your thoughts without hesitation no matter how brutal or hurtful it’ll sound intimidated him a lot.

He assumes that’s probably why so many people are intimidated. No one can be completely honest and truthful nowadays in fear of being hated or disliked by others.

As his friends began talking among themselves after getting bored, Cheongsan looks at you once again only to catch you already staring at him. He makes sure his friends aren’t looking and smiles, subtly waving his hand to acknowledge your presence. He sees you nod, covering the smile that appears on your lips with your phone so no one can see it.

Cheongsan goes back to eating his food with butterflies filling his stomach and heart beating rapidly against his ribcage.

Perhaps, everyone being intimidated by and scared of you isn’t so bad when he’s the only one who can do things like this.

Shit, what the fuck.

Cheongsan panicked internally after escaping the zombies that suddenly appeared out of nowhere in the cafeteria, alongside Onjo. The two of them managed to escape in a room filled with survivors; Gyeongsu, Wujin, Jimin, Nayeon, Hyoryung, Isak, Minji, and Joonyoung. However, the person who Cheongsan hoped to be here was nowhere to be seen.

He rushes over to the windows to search for you outside, but all he was met with was total chaos, people running everywhere for their lives as zombies chase after them.

Someone banging on the door catches his attention and he turned around to see white-covered Daesu being let into the classroom by Wujin, who almost closed the door on him. That settled an uneasy feeling within Cheongsan and his stomach twisted, making him nauseous as worry clouded every bit of his being.

He saw you exit the cafeteria before the outbreak happened and haven’t seen you ever since, which only worsened the awful feeling in the pit of his stomach.

Were you bitten? Did you turn? Where were you?

“What happened to your face, huh?” Wujin’s voice snapped Cheongsan out of his thoughts, looking at Daesu who looked like he’s been slapped with a powder or something.

“I don’t know, some crazy jerk sprayed me with fire extinguisher.” Daesu answers while wiping his face with a clean towel he found hanging by the drawers. Onjo avoids eye contact at that. She was spraying fire extinguisher to keep the zombies away, she didn’t know Daesu’s there.

Gyeongsu raised his brows, “A fire extinguisher?”

“Yeah, damn it.” The bigger male pants, resting his hands on his knees after wiping his eyes. “What’s happening?”

“Who knows?”

“Trains.” Cheongsan stated as he approached them, “Train to Busan.”

“The movie?” Daesu gives him a puzzled look.

“Aren’t they zombies? It’s the same thing.” Everyone looked at each other, contemplating whether what Cheongsan’s saying added up. It was crazy, but he kinda has a point. “Watch this, it’s true.” He pointed outside to convince Daesu before pulling him towards the windows when he still doesn’t believe it.

Gyeongsu also tries to walk over, but was reminded by Joonyoung of the door and went back instead to hold it close, curiosity plastered on his face.

“Shit, what the hell?” Wujin curses upon seeing the chaos.

All three of them flinches with a curse when a hand slams on the window in front of them, only to see it’s Suhyeok. They quickly help him get inside and he turns around to hold his hand out to Namra, who you helped rush up the ladder. You were next to climb up quickly as Suhyeok and Namra helps you get inside, barely missing the zombie-turned teacher from getting your leg.

Suhyeok breathes heavily and drops on the floor with his eyes wide in shock, adrenaline wearing off. “It’s that, isn’t it? Zombies.”

You sighed, turning to look outside.

For the first time, you learned minding your own business doesn’t apply to all situations. You would’ve been bitten by those nasty zombies if it wasn’t for Namra — your only actual friend in the campus — coming over to drag you away along with Suhyeok, because you were ignoring people who ran and screamed thinking they’re just playing childishly. She knew you wouldn’t spare anyone a glance, so coming to save you was a right choice.

Cheongsan came to stand beside you while making sure nobody would see your mouths moving. “Are you okay? I was worried.” He said barely above whisper.

“I’m fine, and they can’t get close to me anyway.” You replied, giving him a side-eye. Cheongsan scans your figure to make sure you were saying the truth, before he was annoyingly interrupted by a female body getting herself between you and him.

“Are you okay, (Y/n)?” Nayeon questioned, feigned concern lacing her tone as she pulls your arm to turn you towards her, beginning to run her hand all over your body to check for any injuries. “Are you hurt? What took you so long to come? I texted you.” She pouts.

Irritation quickly bubbled within Cheongsan’s chest at her attempt of making herself look cute and adorable. He forgot the rumors about Nayeon liking you.

With an uninterested look appearing, you quickly grab her wrist to keep her from further harrassing your body. “Keep your hands to yourself, Lee. Can’t you see I’m not bleeding? If I was hurt, there would’ve been blood on me. It should be obvious. And I was too busy reading a book to notice your text.” You waved your hand dismissively as your straightforwardness once again causes everyone to wince.

“That’s gotta hurt for a girl who has a crush on him.” Joonyoung mutters under his breath.

Your eyes shift to Cheongsan’s direction after feeling jealousy radiate from him, and he catches the look that they said— I’m glad you’re here.

That’s right, you don’t care about anyone but him.

“Who the hell does she think she is?”

This class couldn’t get any worse. You thought while sighing deeply as your back leaned on the seat, head thrown back with closed eyes.

This argument between Nayeon and Gyeongsu is a complete nonsense that Nayeon started to get on his nerves for no apparent reason. Giving a fuck is an irrational thing to do when it comes to this stupid girl who does nothing but to whine for others to start doing something. She doesn’t want to save anyone, she wants to be saved.

Talk about self-centered narcissist.

You opened your eyes when Gyeongsu let out a scared yell all of a sudden as the sound of door opening echoed throughout the room, pushing your head forward to look at the person that entered.

“Coach Kang.”

Rolling your eyes, you threw your head back again to stare at the ceiling, finding it more interesting than anyone or anything right in this moment. The Coach is your least favorite person; he’s a fucking egotistical jerk that thinks women are men’s toys. He thinks he’s hiding it well, but you can see it from a mile away.

“Are you guys okay?” Coach Kang’s trembling voice asked and he sighs in relief after Gyeongsu nodded together with everyone else.

Gyeongsu approaches him, albeit hesitantly. “What about you? You weren’t bitten?”

“No. Of course, not. I’m— I’m alright.”

Your brows furrowed. Something’s odd. He shouldn’t have this much difficulty in breathing. Even if he ran all over the campus, his breathing would’ve just been heavy or out of breath. His voice shouldn’t shake this much, as if he’s trying to hide something.

“Hey, guys. Let’s block the door first. Get moving, hurry!” Coach Kang starts to lead the students as they began to help moving the seats to block the doors, attempting to stack them high.

You stood up from the chair but remained in your place, watching him move around and instruct the survivors. There’s a wave of negativity in your gut, like something’s not right, that you shouldn’t trust him too easily. You scan his body thoroughly, until your eyes froze at the nasty bite on his arm.

Your breath hitches. This motherfucker’s gonna kill everyone.

As Onjo and Isak moves to help, you quickly grabbed both of their arm to keep them in place. They looked at you surprised since this is the first time you’ve ever approached anyone by yourself. “What’s wrong?” Onjo asked, and Cheongsan stops after seeing you holding them.

“Don’t get close,” You warned, voice low and whispering. “He got bitten on his arm.”

Their eyes widened and almost instantly, looked at the Coach’s arm to find out you’re telling the truth. But then again, you never lied.

“Coach Kang. Your arm.” Onjo doesn’t hesitate to speak. You gently squeeze her arm in encouragement and praise. Being honest saves everyone, believe it or not.

“What are you doing? Come help us!” The Coach yelled.

“You have a bite mark on your arm!” Onjo raised her voice, causing everyone to freeze and look. Wujin flinches backward when he noticed the bite mark as the others began to feel fearful once again.

Coach Kang sees his own arm and begins to panic. “I wasn’t bitten. No, no. I—” He quickly rolls his sleeve down, “I— I wasn’t bitten.”

“It’s a bite mark.”

“I said it isn’t. Don’t talk back to me, okay?” His voice gets aggressive. You stare at him intently. He shouldn’t get close.

It was Isak who spoke next. “It looks like you were really bitten.”

Coach Kang seems to get angry at that as he raised his voice, “I wasn’t! How many times must I tell you?”

Isak felt you squeeze her arm as well. You wanted her to stand up for herself and her classmates. “Then why the hell are you hiding it!? Just show it to us!” She raised her voice and stepped forward as you went beside Onjo, sharing a look with Cheongsan. You knew she’s important to him.

“I think you should leave now.” Isak quietly said.

“What?”

“Get out of here immediately.”

“You want me to go out there?” Kang pointed at the door, “After all I did to get here? You want me to go back out?”

“You were bitten.” She doesn’t back out. Standing up against teachers is scary, but getting bitten by zombies and turning into one is terrifying. She thanks you internally for encouraging her. “Come on, get out. I SAID GET OUT NOW!!”

“Cocksucker!” Kang yelled. “How dare you yell at me like that?”

You scowled, glaring at him, pulling both Onjo and Isak behind you when Kang steps forward. Your protectiveness usually only kicks in when Cheongsan is the one in danger, but right now, he wasn’t the one that needs protecting. This girls, who can easily be overpowered by the coach.

“You little... Get over here. Come here.” He was showing his true colors at this point, and you clenched your jaw in anger. “NOW! You won’t come? Hey.” He makes a move to advance and you stepped in front of the girls as they quickly hide behind you.

Everyone stops when blood starts to run down Kang’s nose as he turns his back to wipe it.

“Onjo, don’t—!” Onjo ignores your warning, smacking a backpack against the back of his head. You cursed and pulled her back behind you again, watching as Kang turns around and shoots her a glare. Cheongsan immediately rushes over to you, realizing you might get involved in Kang’s rage.

“You fucking bitch.” He cursed, raising a hand and steps forward only to drop on the floor.

You ignored everyone’s gasps and mutterings, turning around to push Cheongsan, Onjo and Isak away knowing he’ll turn. Cheongsan grabs your hand that was pushing him and pulls you so you wouldn’t be close to Kang. The crunching of bones filled the noisy air together with Nayeon’s fearful beg to get Kang out of the room.

Soon enough, a growl erupts from Kang and he launched himself onto Minji, pulling her down on the floor, unfortunately getting a bite of her face. Daesu rushes over to hold zombified Kang back, throwing him on the lockers. You all looked to see a chunk of Minji’s skin beside her mouth gone with blood coating the place.

While Daesu’s in shock, Kang stands back up with a growl and advanced towards Wujin and Suhyeok, who both fortunately avoided him as the latter attempts to fight him off. Cheongsan grabs the table right on his side and uses it to trap Kang against the wall, struggling to do so due to Kang continuously shoving to get a bite out of him.

“Cheongsan!” You and Gyeongsu both yelled as he runs to help and pushes the table more on Kang.

“Shit.” You muttered when Minji begins to turn after getting kicked by Nayeon, feeling the survival folding knife through the fabric of your pants in your pocket.

Using it to kill them would probably make everyone mistaken you for a murderer or perhaps, even torturer, but was that really important when all of your lives are at stake? You don’t give a fuck about everyone except Cheongsan, anyway. But won’t he judge or hate you for bringing a knife at school? Won’t he be afraid of you just like everyone else is?

You thought carefully, before Daesu’s struggling voice snapped you out alongside Cheongsan’s and Gyeongsu’s grunts.

That doesn’t fucking matter. If you don’t kill them with whatever you have, everyone’s gonna be dead, even Cheongsan.

“Whatever,” You sighed. “Fuck this.”

You quickly ran towards the two and pushed them away, ignoring Gyeongsu’s “what are you doing!?” thrown in your direction. Holding the table with one hand, you used the other to whip the knife out and press the two buttons on the handle, the sharp blade instantly making an appearance. Everyone widened their eyes in shock as you don’t hesitate to stab Kang’s head repeatedly with your knife, its force causing his blood to stain your uniform and a small amount of your face. You only stopped when the growling and struggling died down, dropping his completely lifeless body and the table on the floor.

Everyone flinches when you turn around, finding the unbothered and casual look on your face unsettling.

They watch you twirl the knife as you shifted your gaze on Daesu, who was holding zombified Minji that tried to bite him. You cock your head to the side. One slit on the neck should be enough.

Your stare was enough to force Daesu into throwing Minji on the floor as you don’t waste time to grab her hair and stab your knife deep into the side of her neck, before slitting it by sliding the knife towards other side with great force and fast movement. Blood splatters on the floor as she goes limp.

It didn’t even take you thirty seconds to successfully kill two zombies. Maybe you’re more terrifying than those cannibals, everyone thought in sync.

You walk over to the towel that Daesu used to wipe his face with and begins wiping off the blood on your knife, leaning against the lockers. Cheongsan approached you — shrugging Gyeongsu’s alarming hand off his arm — and he sees your body tense almost immediately.

“Did they get to you?”

You look up in surprise at his caring, concern-filled voice.

He gives you a comforting look, having an idea on what you’re feeling right now. You neither regret nor feel guilty about killing them, but you were afraid of a possibility that his thoughts about you might’ve suddenly changed. After all, you’re aware of how even the slightest action can change a person’s thoughts about anyone. Let alone as big of an action as murdering a zombified teacher and classmate.

You silently shake your head, pressing the buttons to make the blade disappear into the handle.

“Then, that’s great.” He smiles, gratitude plastering his face.

“Thank you, for saving us.”

You dropped on the floor as soon as the door of recording room shut behind you, knees growing weak and tears stinging your eyes.

Gyeongsu’s gone. Nayeon did it.

He was Cheongsan’s bestfriend and to think that the girl who liked you was the one who killed him? It fucking made you feel shitty. Guilt devours you from the inside, spreading all throughout your veins and blood as you taste the bitterness in your mouth. There’s no fucking excuse to what she did; Gyeongsu was trying to help and she went all out accusing him of things that didn’t happen — and then goes on killing him without remorse just to prove her point when he didn’t turn.

“You did the same thing to Coach Kang and Minji!” Her voice bitterly haunts your ears.

You did kill them, after they turned into zombies. She wiped a zombie’s blood on Gyeongsu’s hand purposely to make him turn. There’s a big difference. You never wanted Kang and Minji to turn, even though the former pissed you off to no end. No one deserves to be a zombie.

She probably thinks you’re a hypocrite now, maybe even others who stayed quiet the whole time Namra was confronting Nayeon. They must be terrified of you yet they haven’t left you alone to die or kicked you out. Come to remember, they didn’t stop Nayeon from going out on her own.

A knock sounded from the window and you look up to see Cheongsan staring at you worriedly, gesturing to the lock. Unlocking the door, you let him inside by scooting away and watched as he sit beside you after locking it again, leaning both of your back against it.

There was only silence while you two stared blankly at the wall of recording room, grieving over a bestfriend— in your case, a classmate.

“You didn’t do the same thing to Coach Kang and Minji, you know.” He suddenly spoke, breaking the silence. He shifted to face you and also make himself comfortable. “You killed them because you had to, otherwise we would all be dead. Nayeon didn’t have any reason to kill Gyeongsu. Everyone agreed on that.”

“Really?” Your eyes finally met his.

Cheongsan nods with sincerity coating his face. “They understand, and all of them are actually thankful you were brave enough to kill those two. No one thinks you’re the same as Nayeon.” He takes your hand in his and rubs it comfortingly, to which you responded by squeezing his hand back.

You play with his fingers, tracing them and tangling them with yours as you avoid eye contact. “I’m sorry about Gyeongsu...” He frowns at the look on your face. “I noticed something’s wrong with Coach Kang, but I didn’t notice anything when it came to Nayeon. I feel like I should’ve, specially when I’m the one who usually notice small things in this group, and I can’t help but think it’s—”

“It’s not your fault.” Cheongsan immediately interrupted, voice firm and unwavering. “None of us knew what was gonna happen. In fact, I think we’re the ones at fault because we told Nayeon to come here and apologize to Gyeongsu when that was probably what she wanted us to do. You tried to stop us, but we didn’t listen.”

You look up at him, seeing guilt and sadness in his eyes. You intertwined your fingers and Cheongsan doesn’t waste time to hold your hand back. “It isn’t your fault, either. We all carry the burden of not being able to save him, don’t beat yourself up.”

“It’s just—” He sighs. “I’m his best friend. Well, was. I could’ve done something more.”

“But you did, Cheongsan. You kept him from hurting you.” Cupping his face with one hand, you smile to reassure him. “I’m sure the last thing Gyeongsu wanted was to hurt his bestfriend and end up turning him.”

Cheongsan sighs and leans on your touch as he closed his eyes. It feels warm. He believed your words— even you knew Gyeongsu is a kind person who would never dare lay a hand on anyone he treasures. He was poor, but he had the richest heart among all people. Which is why what Nayeon did is even more unforgivable and frustrating.

Why does kind people have to always be the target to cold-blooded people? They might be easy to manipulate, but you still didn’t understand. Why was the world so cruel?

“(Y/n)?” Concern instantly plastered your face at how his voice trembled and he cleared his throat, feeling tears gather in his eyes.

“What is it, love?”

“You’re not gonna leave me, right?”

Cheongsan was afraid. You could easily tell. He was afraid of losing you like he lost Gyeongsu, of seeing you turn into those cannibalistic monsters, of seeing you die. You’re the only thing that kept him sane in this apocalypse. If he lost you, he would have no will to survive anymore.

You frown, wiping off the tears that spilled on his cheeks with your thumb. “I would never leave you, Cheongsan. It’s not gonna happen no matter what. I’ll stay by your side until we can be safe together, okay? Don’t cry, baby.” Bringing your other hand to cup the other side of his face, you gently pulled him to press a kiss on his forehead.

Cheongsan felt butterflies filling his stomach. Even in this zombie apocalypse, you never fail to make him feel loved and tinglish.

No one would probably believe you’re actually this soft and gentle when it comes to your lover. People always assumed you were rough and aggressive, and that you’re far from boyfriend material type. Little did they know you make sure everyday that he knows you love him, even though you can’t be close to each other in school.

You look into each other’s eyes before Cheongsan wrapped his arms around your neck and pulled you close to capture your lips in a lingering kiss.

It’s a life or death situation — feeling each other’s presence and kissing each other’s lips mattered more than hiding your relationship. Nothing should matter anymore than you and Cheongsan, and how you would live knowing the grim reaper can suddenly knock on your door anytime.

Right now, you just wanted to focus on the feeling of Cheongsan’s lips more than the zombies probably lurking outside the broadcasting room.

Gathering around the bonfire created by Namra’s lighter, everyone shared their own stories that no one has heard before. Hearing Namra open up made you smile, knowing she never got to do it with anyone up until now because no one bothered to befriend her. It’s actually why you two got along, being the black sheep of Ms. Park’s class.

You didn’t join them on bonfire, only listening to them share their own life stories as you leaned on the railings with both elbows rested on the surface. After dealing with so much crap and Gwinam going for your boyfriend’s head, you needed a well rest and a smoke to calm yourself, as well as to make the stress dissolve even just a bit. Though, dealing with zombies is honestly much better than dealing with school full of shitty students and teachers.

At some point, their conversation shifts from life story to crushes and you resist the urge to chuckle. Talking about crushes is probably the most mundane yet comforting thing to do in the middle of zombie apocalypse because it gives everyone a feeling as if they went back to a time when everyone wasn’t eating everybody. It reminds them of what they were doing when this apocalypse wasn’t a thing.

“How about you, Cheongsan? Do you have a crush?”

Their question made you puff a smoke as your thoughts wandered. Cheongsan can choose whether he’ll tell them or not, you suppose it doesn’t matter now since practically everyone in Korea is a zombie and not many would care anymore if two men are dating each other. Besides, you also wanted to care for him openly without worrying about someone finding out.

You assume Cheongsan nodded in reply due to various noises of curiosity leaving the other’s lips. He, too, probably doesn’t care anymore.

“Really? Who is it?” Onjo asked with surprise and tease lacing her voice, looking at him and waiting excitedly for his answer. Everyone anticipated it as well, some even growing impatient.

Cheongsan doesn’t say anything, instead points at you, who had your back turned to them.

All of their eyes follows the direction his finger pointed at and as soon as you entered their visions, their jaws drop in sync. Joonyoung looks at his finger and you back and fourth as he also pointed at you, mouth moving but no sounds coming out. Suhyeok had his brows raised, shock evident, staring at Cheongsan in disbelief. Hyoryung, Jimin and Daesu all covered their mouths, while Wujin, Onjo and Namra looked at him dumbfounded.

“You have a crush on (Y/n)!?” Wujin was the first to break everyone’s shock, beginning to look at you and Cheongsan back and fourth.

“How come you didn’t tell us? We shared our opinions about him in cafeteria, but you didn’t say anything about liking him.” Suhyeok shoots him a look, betrayed that Cheongsan hid it from them while they were idiotically telling what they felt and thought about his crush.

“Well, I did say he’s handsome.” Cheongsan defended himself. You subtly shake your head with a smile, realizing he must have said it so his friends would take the hint. “And to be honest, it’s not a crush anymore.” He shrugs.

Confusion is next to appear on everyone’s faces at his words, but Cheongsan stands up before they could ask what he means.

They watch as he walks towards you, and couldn’t help but notice that you immediately faced him as soon as his footsteps entered your ears. You inhaled one puff of smoke and threw the cigarette on the concrete floor. As if on instinct, Cheongsan steps on it to put it out. Your interaction was so natural that had everyone thinking if you often do it when you’re together.

“What’s up, Cheongsannie?”

He doesn’t respond, instead brings his hand up to tug your uniform with a pout. It’s a gesture he always does when he wants you to kiss him.

Without hesitation, you slip your hand on his face and leans forward to capture his adorable pouting lips in a kiss as Cheongsan closed his eyes, fist gripping the fabric of your uniform. You heard few of them gasp before you pulled away and ruffled your lover’s hair.

“Satisfied?” You smirk, licking your lips.

Cheongsan smacks your hand away and grumbles about you ruining his already ruined hair, red tint on his cheeks unfortunately visible. His heart pounded rapidly against his chest at first time kissing in front of people.

“Don’t worry, darling. You still look handsome with ruined hair and blood all over you.” Throwing him a teasing compliment, you leaned forward again to kiss his forehead, something that became a habit of yours after you started dating him.

“Fuck you,” Cheongsan playfully curses while pinching your side and shoving you away, though the smile on his face betrayed him.

You scoffed smugly, “You wish. We’re still in the middle of apocalypse, moron.”

“(Y/N)!!”

You laughed, avoiding his hand that tried to smack you over the head and runs over to the bonfire when Cheongsan starts chasing you, using Daesu as a shield. Now, all of them were shocked of how playful you are — a big contrast to how you are in school everyday.

“(Y/n), stop hiding behind Daesu.” Cheongsan panted as he glared at you playfully.

You childishly stuck your tongue out, which made Cheongsan roll his eyes while amusement crosses everyone’s face. “Only if you can make him move away.” You said smugly, knowing no one can force Daesu to move.

Your boyfriend gives you a look before shifting his gaze on Daesu, “Can you move, please?”

Much to your displeasure, the said man scoots away without hesitation and chuckles when he hears your gasp of betrayal. “What the— You traitor!” You smacked his arm quite strongly, causing him to wince and hold the arm that you hit.

Everyone laughs; it feels weird to see you be childish and playful when you’re usually calm, collected, cold and quiet, but they were happy nevertheless because you finally showed a side that you never did. However, they find it also sad how this is the only time they got to see you be playful, when they have just little chances of surviving. They regret fearing you just because you look intimidating. You may have a resting bitch face, but that doesn’t mean you hurt everybody on sight. They should’ve figured that out before.

Cheongsan comes to sit beside you (after successfully smacking the back of your head) with a yawn, exhaution finally showing itself on his body. Your eyes softened as you tugged his arm and Cheongsan let himself fall to your side. His head softly lands on your lap, facing the night sky, and you immediately bring your hand to massage his scalp. Cheongsan sighs in content, closing his eyes.

“Rest, darling. You need it.” You softly say. Everyone can’t help but stare at how gentle you are with Cheongsan.

“You need to rest too,” Cheongsan mutters with eyes still closed. “You and Suhyeok fought those zombies off more than we did.” He feels you shake your head.

“It doesn’t matter. We’re all the same in terms of exhaution.” You take his hand in your unused one to press a kiss on his knuckles. He opens his eyes, feeling butterflies clouding his stomach again. “And besides, I have to protect you from Gwinam. He’s after your head, who knows when he’ll come back.”

“He’s actually after my eye, but you don’t need to protect me all the time, you know.” Intertwining his fingers with yours, Cheongsan looks at you with worry in his eyes. “If you keep thinking about me, you’ll eventually forget to protect yourself. I don’t want you to get hurt or bitten.”

A smile spreads across your lips.

He might be right and it’s probably too dangerous to think about your boyfriend before yourself when zombies can grab you anywhere and anytime, but knowing he’s worried made you feel happy, warmth spreading from your heart outwards.

Cheongsan notices your smile and lightly hits your shoulder with his free hand, pouting. “Why the hell are you smiling? You rarely smile yet you’re smiling at the possibility that you could die protecting me. It’s not funny. Stop that.”

You only let out a chuckle in response to his scolding.

The others can’t help but smile when they heard the sound of your laughter for the first time as Cheongsan continues to simultaneously threat and scold you at the same time, refusing to stop until you swear you’ll look after yourself too. They found yours and Cheongsan’s couple interaction cute and entertaining, some even feeling as if they missed an opportunity to tease the two of you when zombies didn’t exist. It made them feel sad, but at least they found out before it’s too late and could still have an opportunity to tease.

“If you really—”

“Relax, sweetheart.” You interrupted, giving his hand a squeeze. He opens his mouth to object, but you beat him to it. “If you really think I’m going to forget about myself, then protect me instead. That way, we could prevent the worst from happening, hm? How does that sound?”

Cheongsan goes silent as he thinks about it for a while, then squeezed your hand back to let you know he settled his mind. “Okay. Sounds good enough.”

You grinned, leaning down to kiss his lips before petting his hair after pulling away. Greatly satisfied with your suggestion, Cheongsan closes his eyes to get himself to sleep, his free arm wrapping around your torso as he snuggled closer to you, wanting to feel your presence as much as he can. Shrugging your blazer off, you laid it over him to serve as a blanket.

“This is our first time seeing you smile,” Suhyeok spoke when silence fell. You look up to see a soft look plastered on his face. “I don’t mean to tell you what to do, but you should smile more.”

The others nodded their head in agreement. “You look good smiling.” Jimin compliments, receiving another nods of agreement from everyone.

You shrug, “I naturally don’t smile that often. He makes me laugh everytime, though. If you want any reaction out of me, just bring Cheongsan and let us talk. You’ll get a smile or laughter.”

“That’s probably because you trust him more than anyone else.” Onjo smiled, eyes soft. You nod while smiling, gently playing with Cheongsan’s hair.

“You don’t trust anyone that much.” Claimed Joonyoung. “So seeing you be freely yourself around us, it made me think how we gained it over the times we’ve spent together in this zombie apocalypse. Thanks for, you know... Trusting us.”

You flash them a smile. “Thanks for trusting me, too.”

Maybe letting your secret out wasn’t such a bad thing even before the apocalypse, with an exception of those gangs you beat up that may or may not use Cheongsan as hostage to get back at you.

Nonetheless, you were glad that your boyfriend had revealed everything out in the open — you’ve gained not many, but enough support. You’ll forever cherish this day, even if there’s little hope left to survive.

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