Run Run Run - Hwarang Freestyle (Part 4)
A zombie apocalypse breaks out and you’re stuck on a plane with none other than…BTS! Oh, you thought because you were an Army that would help you survive? Girl think again.
OT7 BTS Zombie Apocalypse AU / BTS member x reader slow burn
Heeeey, miss me? :’D I wanted to give you guys something cute and funny to read cause life sucks. I mean, there’s still zombies O_O but they are not the only villains this time round >_> Enjoy! <3
Warnings: death, monsters, blood, fighting, killing, gory details, injury, angst, seduction, restraints, time travel?, abuse of power, general chaos and confusion :’)
Word Count: 10k
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Fuck. It’s definitely not zombies driving those vehicles.
Your vantage point on top of the car’s roof was perfect when it came to fighting off slow zombies, their brains rotted and too dumb to figure out how to reach you, but now you and Jungkook were stuck and exposed, dangerously out in the open like two cans on top of a fence ready to be shot at.
It’s impressive how the cars line up in formation, one right next to the other, strategically blocking the road so your group can’t leave.
Men jump out with spears and large knives and work quickly to kill the remaining zombies in the area. You stand on top of the car with Jungkook watching all of it, both of you frozen by the display.
You can tell they know how to fight, how to survive. Thirty or so gather around you, an intimidating group of young men with short hair and dark expressions, like soldiers who just came home from battle after seeing the horrors of war.
They weren’t completely filthy, but they looked like they had been working all day without rest, clothes covered in deep brown oxidized blood. You look down at your own clothes, similar stains across your shirt and pants. After clearing the area the men line up, weapons still poised in their fists, as though they were about to run into battle again…against you!
Well, this is a predicament you did not plan for.
One old man steps in front of them all, and by the way he carries himself you could tell he was not to be messed with.
“Come down,” he orders with a flick of his hand. “Out of the car.” The car doors beneath you swing open and those inside hesitantly file out of the vehicle, the high pitched creaking noises of the metal car frame and gravel crunching under shoes becomes painfully loud as their group stares down your group.
You exchange glances with Jungkook as he gnaws on his bottom lip. He steps down first, reaching his hands out and helping you down, arms kept protectively around your waist.
“Now what is going on here?”
Namjoon speaks, “We are trying to get to the city-”
The group of men start laughing, giving each other knowing looks. What do they know that you don’t?
The old man stares curiously at Taehyung, as if he recognized him. His striking face was undeniable, such a contrast to the weary looking group of men in front of you. Whispers begin slowly amongst the line of men, until one of the men, whom you noticed has been looking at your group stunned, stumbles forward, pointing right at Namjoon with wide eyes. “You’re Kim Namjoon. You’re BTS?!”
Namjoon nods in the man’s direction, but their leader does not look impressed. “So you are,” he says thoughtfully.
“We just want to reach Seoul.” Namjoon says again. “We just want to pass through without any conflict.”
“Bangtan Sonyeondan,” he muses, “Wow, you’ve done well for yourselves so far from home.” He scrutinizes each member, walking down the line. “...with two foreigners…” He scratches the stubble across his chin. “We haven’t seen another group this big in so long.”
He walks back to stand in front of Namjoon, sighing, his expression hardening. “A big group like this must have lots of food. Where are your supplies, Kim Namjoon from BTS?”
Namjoon stiffens, jaw clenching while he thinks about how to answer his question, but the old man seems to be in a hurry, pulling out a large knife from his back pocket and pointing it at the leader.
He spits on the ground. “There are no kings in this world anymore. We all die the same way,” he warns, staring at Namjoon. Your group watches the exchange on edge, fists clenched, ready to defend their leader. You grind your teeth at his words, holding yourself together.
If you were alone, you would have done anything possible to keep your supplies from getting stolen, you have done everything possible. But this time, all you want is to keep everyone safe. You look to Namjoon, hoping he has a plan out of this.
“It doesn’t need to come to that, it doesn't have to-” Namjoon says calmly. “What the world needs now is kind leaders, yes?”
“Kindness...” The man sighs and moves down the line again, surprising you by pointing the knife to your throat instead. “All out of that.”
Why did he have to point the knife at you?! Because you’re a woman? A foreigner? Typical.
Now that he’s directly in front of you, you see the scars across the old man’s face, how cold his expression becomes. It makes you wonder, if he was always like that or...what ever has happened between this moment and the day you landed in Korea has changed this man so harshly that his frown lines are now permanently etched across his weathered skin.
Will that faraway detached look that ‘this needs to be done’ become you eventually, all of you? No, you have already been through so much, and you still find reasons to smile. Seven reasons to be exact.
“Where are the supplies?” he asks Namjoon again, turning his head towards the leader. You look over to Namjoon too, noticing how fright has washed over his features…and anger. The tension is rising, you have to do something quick-
“Uh Hello? Uh my name is y/n.” You timidly introduce yourself, you make sure to mispronounce the words, the way you used to when you first started learning Korean.
Now that you’re in the spotlight, you feel even more uncomfortable. The new group of men stare at you like you’re a piece of meat. “Where’s the supplies, girl?”
“Sup-plies?” Everyone remains silent and you tilt your head, looking at him like you don’t understand. He repeats the question at the group, yelling this time, spit spraying from his mouth.
Ew. “What did he say?” You ask Yoongi in English, who seems to be working out the reason you’ve suddenly forgotten how to converse in Korean.
“Open the trunk. Now. Do it!”
He moves the knife just under your chin, the tip grazing your neck. Everyone shifts at the small dangerous movement, the tension rising once more. You glance to Yoongi again, the member closest to the trunk. If you could scream at him to open the damn thing already you would have, but you couldn’t exactly make any sudden movements right now. Instead you raise your eyebrows at him, eyeline moving quickly to where you want him to go.
Yoongi, remaining as stoic as ever, silently moves to the car and pops the latch up, stepping aside and crossing his arms.
In the tense silence all that is heard is a soft patter of falling items hitting the ground as the overfilled trunk accommodates for the new space.
Both groups remain silent as the old man stalks closer to your trunk.
“What the fuck is this?!”
Everyone turns as the man kicks a very cute alpaca into the street. The old man comes back into view holding an armful of stuffed alpaca dolls and drops them in the empty space between you and his men.
“Where’s your food? Your fucking supplies?!” Technically they were hidden under that massive cluster of alpacas, but he didn’t need to know that.
“F-Food?” you repeat the Korean word back at him, “Farm.” You point in the opposite direction, towards the tunnels of zombies not yet cleared.
“What is this girl trying to say?!” The man yells.
“There’s a farm in that direction, we stayed there. There’s food and supplies,” Seokjin speaks up, following along with your lie. “We only brought our weapons…and uhh, the alpacas…which we also use as...weapons,” he says confidently. “Distractions! They make good distractions.”
“Can’t you just let us travel, Sir?” Taehyung speaks up.
The old man rubs his temples taking in the information and calls one of the younger men over to him with a nod of his head. The young man drops the stuffed animal he was inspecting onto the ground before moving closer. Being the closest, you try to listen to their whispers. They are debating what to do with your group, and by the way they talk you have all clearly given off a very bad first impression.
They finish their conversation and the old man nods, looking over to the younger man, “Tell ‘em.”
“I e-escaped from Seoul. Being there, it was a living hell.” He shudders at the old memories as he explains he was the only one in his family to make it out of the city without a bite. Even his wife-
Well that's not reassuring at all.
“Where in Seoul?” Taehyung asks, curious.
“Gangnam.”
The route you discussed with the guys had the group traveling through Gangnam District. You wince thinking of what’s to come, hoping the situation isn’t as grim as they describe.
“We know it won’t be easy,” Namjoon pauses, “We know the risks and we are prepared to face them...We just want to find our families.”
“You must have a death wish to head to Seoul,” The old man finally addresses your group, “...but…we won’t stop you.” Everyone collectively relaxes at his words. “Wait. Before you leave…we’ll take those packs.”
Shit. You heave a big sigh as the group shoves past the singers and grabs your backpack resting on the car’s dash. You know you shouldn’t get sentimental of things in this post-apocalyptic world but…you really liked that backpack.
“No, this is all I have!” Dev cries as one of the men grabs his pack off his shoulders.
Ugh, shut up Dev.
“And her,” the leader points to you. His men start advancing on you.
“What?!”
You really cannot catch a break, you think.
“We need someone to show us where this farm is.” He says with a smirk on his face.
“Wait! We can show you where it is, we can all go together-” Namjoon protests, suddenly right in front of you.
The man still holds his knife, pointing it accusingly at Namjoon with a twist of his wrist. “You’re headed towards Seoul, aren’t you?” He says, amusedly watching you try to push past Namjoon and the other members who have moved into a tight circle around you. “Just extra room for one. Don’t make this harder than it has to be.”
Before Namjoon and the rest of the idol group can start a fight they can’t win, you shake off the members and speak up. “Okay, farm! Let’s go!”
Jungkook grabs your arm, confused why you were adamantly trying to get away from them. “What are you doing?!”
You push him away more aggressively than you intended, but you were desperate. There were too many of them, someone you cared about would surely be hurt, someone might even-
“Going with them. Why would I stay here with you? And him?!” You point at Dev. “No thanks.” The men laugh at the flustered foreigner, probably thinking you and Dev were quarreling lovers, ugh.
“Stop.” Yoongi looks upset. You wonder what he’s thinking, and you try to convey to him with your eyes that this is what needs to be done.
“Whatever you’re planning, don’t do it!” Namjoon warns in English.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about!” Turning to him, you speak in a softer tone. “You’ll be fine.” ‘C’mon,’ you think, ‘look into my eyes and just go along with it.’ Any other way and it would just end up in a blood bath, they have to see that too.
“These men are not…zombies.” Namjoon looks at you with pleading eyes, but you’ve already made up your mind. If anyone resists, everyone could very well end up as zombies before the day is over. No, you promised Jimin.
This time, you don’t mind letting them go. You found them once, you’re sure you could do it again.
“I know that, I know. Well, err goodbye.” you give Namjoon a hug. It’s the first time you’ve really hugged him close before, he’s solid and warm and you're mentally kicking yourself, why haven’t you done this before? You take the opportunity to give him a kiss on the cheek and a few men whistle. You use the distraction to take both your knives and slip it in his back pocket. “See ya.”
You go to their leader, slowly walking forward, bowing awkwardly. “They just gave someone as pretty as you up just like that, without even a fight. That’s the difference between us and city men.”
Oh, you can think of so many more differences, all unfavorable. You cock your head to the side, “I don't understand,” you say in broken Korean.
“We lived in the city, it doesn’t mean we grew up in the city.” Yoongi says defiantly, his Daegu accent thick in his anger. “And you’ll see she’s more trouble than she’s worth!”
You scowl but catch yourself quickly before the strangers notice your reaction.
“I think I can handle a woman.”
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You’re sandwiched in the front of the largest car with the leader and another man. You can see the upset faces of the members through the dirtied cracked windshield of their car. You look over at the young man in the driver's seat, who has been staring at you unabashedly since you got into the car.
‘Calm down, y/n. You’re fine. Just pretend everything is fine and you have no idea what they’re saying.’
“She smells so good, I can smell her from here.” One man in the seats behind you says, staring way too long at your face.
‘You’re a rock. You’re unmovable. You’re not going to break.’
The driver reaches out to touch your hair, and you inch away from him, trying not to show your temper.
‘One with the wind, one with the sky.’
“Look at her boobs. Real live tits.”
‘How long have these men not seen a woman?! Nope, you don’t understand them, as calm as a babbling boob-brook! With really nice boobs…ROCKS.’
The driver moves closer, sniffing your hair, while you remain still, staring ahead. Jungkook looks like he’s going to start swinging at any moment.
“Foreign women like skinship too.” You fight the urge to roll your eyes. You listen quietly, stomach turning at the way they talk about your body. You keep your hands to your side, limiting movements.
The car starts moving and You turn around to stare at the men in the back seat. “Cool sword. Question! Where are your guns? You know, bang bang?” you ask.
“Typical foreigner,” he laughs, he crosses his arms in an x. That’s a good sign, yeah, they just have freaking machetes, great. How the fuck are you going to get out of this? Think, y/n, think!
One of the men in the back seat asks you how to get to the farm in broken English.
Pointing in the opposite direction from which you came, you say “that way,” right towards the tunnel of lurking zombies.
This is a bad idea, this is so so bad.
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“Did you see the way they were looking at her?!” Jungkook yells, after the last car disappears into the tunnel. “We have to follow them!��
“She gave me her knives.” Namjoon pulls the weapons from his back pocket.
“Oh god, what is she planning now?” Jimin groans.
“She’s going to get herself killed.” Yoongi mutters. Everyone erupts into arguing.
“Where do you think she’s leading them to?” Seokjin asks. “Ohh-”
The group’s conversation is halted as a vehicle speeds out of the tunnel in reverse, a half dozen zombies holding onto the hood.
Standing on the side of the road, the group watches silently as the vehicle zooms straight out of the dark tunnel, past them and all the way into the adjacent tunnel.
Two more cars zoom out, crashing into each other.
And then Namjoon, without words, hands off one of your knives to Yoongi.
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‘This is why they tell you to wear seat belts,’ you think as the world spins. At least the airbags didn’t deploy! The car’s system dings over and over in warning. ‘Yep,’ you think, ‘The car is definitely broken.’
You should have come up with a better plan, this sucks! You might have broken a rib, it sure feels like it.
Once inside the tunnel and darkness enveloped the cars, you waited until there was the tiniest gleam of an opening at the other side and acted quickly, you jumped on the driver, pressing your knee onto his leg, accelerating the vehicle, and pulling the steering wheel sharply, spinning the car, crashing into the vehicle following directly behind you.
The old man puts you in a headlock and your already blurry vision worsens, but you reach for the shift stick in between you and slam it into reverse, the lurches backwards so fast everyone is thrown off balance before you crash into concrete.
You probably have a concussion now, you think as undead growls fill the empty silence between the vehicle’s beeping. You feel the leader rouse next to you and so you force your limbs to move as well.
You find the door handle and open it, kicking your feet, you and the man fall onto the concrete. When you meet eyes, you see how furious he looks, the blood gushing from his face makes him look monstrous.
You crawl under the car, trying your best to get away from him, kicking at his attempts to grab you.
He pulls you harshly across the concrete, but he releases you when a zombie ambles too close, occupying him for now.
You jump up, opening the driver's door. The man who sits inside was knocked unconscious by the impact, so you throw him out.
When he lands on the ground in a hard thud you wince for him, but you also feel definitely not sorry. The men in the back are disoriented. The car still has power, so you put the window lock on and proceed to hold down every window button, determined not to make this easy for any of them. The windows slowly edge down, disappearing from view.
“WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!”
You yell back in English, “SORRY, I DON’T UNDERSTAND. LOWER?”
One of the men aims his knife for you, you try to move out of the way but he still slices your shoulder. You throw anything loose you can grab from the dash at him and manage to turn off the car lights, grab the keys, and back away before he slices into you again, dodging an undead before throwing the keys down the tunnel.
The men hide on the car floor, but the one who sliced you is too angry to follow reason, throwing himself out of the window to try and catch you while you run around the wreckage dodging zombie after zombie.
The other men are busy fighting zombies. It would be a shame if you just-
You reach over an unconscious driver and slam your fist on the steering wheel. The car horn blares and echoes throughout the tunnel.
“You fucking bitch.” The wind is knocked out of you as one of the men from the other car grabs you, throwing you to the ground. He kicks you in the stomach, his heavy body over yours as he swings his knife above his head.
Shit, is this how you die?
You guess this is how he dies, watching as a zombie latches onto his back.
You kick him hard so he falls backward, helping out the undead man. Rolling underneath the car, you wait.
The howls of the men are echoing now. You breath is raspy, your stomach hurts, your ribs hurt, your head definitely hurts, but you’re hidden and you’re safe for now.
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Namjoon never killed a man before. Technically he still hasn’t, the knife wound he left in the advancing man’s shoulder wasn’t life threatening, more of a warning than anything, and the shove afterwards was in self defense. He had shoved him in the path of an ambling zombie, yes, but could that really make Namjoon responsible for his death? It would be a question he would later agonize about, added to the list of countless other situations that were not really his fault but Namjoon blamed himself for nonetheless. Now, he kept moving, kept fighting, and he’d worry about the moral implications of throwing wounded men into the path of monsters later.
As the eldest member of BTS, Seokjin felt almost a paternal affection for the youngest member. It was hard not to, when he watched Jungkook grow up right in front of him, from a shy silly teenager with stars in his eyes, ambitions greater than Seokjin, a young adult, could ever imagine for himself, to the grown confident adult man Jungkook had become now. Even if Jungkook was now stronger than Seokjin, reached his height and could piggyback him with ease, the moment Seokjin saw him fighting for his life all he could see was the small shy doe-eyed child that grew up in front of his eyes. Seokjin grabbed the splintered bat and aimed it for Jungkook’s attackers’ skulls, he didn’t care if they were living or dead.
Yoongi had the strongest preservation instinct of all the members, it wasn’t a question of if he would fight for his life by any means necessary, it was only when. He had been able to avoid it up until now, but it was an inescapable decision, and a decision he didn’t hesitate to make when he saw a man lunging at his leader and dear friend from behind. When the man turned his attention on Yoongi instead, Yoongi aimed to kill.
Hoseok hated zombies. He hated the blood, the carnage, and the horrors of the new world order. Images of rotted corpses, screaming friends dying in front of him, weeping over lost ones, haunted his dreams. He relived nightmares every time he slept, blood squirting from bodies, running down pale green mouths, cut-off limbs, festering flesh, blood-thirsty eyes. He hated zombies, but he found he hated even more, anyone who would threaten his brothers.
Jimin knew how to fight, how to defend himself and his friends. He couldn’t stand the thought of losing anyone, he would do anything to keep his friends safe. He quietly resigned himself to the idea that he would have to kill for them, and then moved on instinct. Jimin did what he had to do to keep himself and his friends safe. He ignored the fresh blood on his hands, he ignored the screams of men he didn’t know, he ignored the pain in his heart and lurch in his stomach at having to do so many horrific things, and he only thought of the moment when he could walk away from this with the rest of his best friends as one.
Taehyung was not a fighter, he could argue until he was blue in the face, but he never liked being physical. He trained with his members, he ran drills half-heartedly, never expecting he’d ever have to use his self defense skills on anyone other than an ambling undead. It’s not that he didn’t expect that would change the closer they traveled to the city, he didn’t know what he expected actually, but he didn’t expect the mad scramble of men with anger in their eyes and erratic attacks aimed for his body. People weren’t supposed to treat other people like this!
Jungkook was athletic, he liked releasing his energy by punching and kicking and fighting. But did he ever want to actually maim anyone? Never. But after everything, after the countless nights on edge, the many losses he endured, the way his group dwindled and dwindled until it was only his brothers left, he would have done anything to protect them. He knew he had the skills, he knew how to, but becoming a killer? It happened before he could question himself. He heard Taehyung yell and he used his skills to defend his brother. And then he heard Hoseok scream and he ran to his side as well. He landed punch after punch without holding back, and even though for nights he would quietly cry as his knuckles healed, he knew he would do it all over again.
It was supposed to be a fun vacation to Korea for Dev, it was only supposed to be for a couple of weeks! He wanted to eat and shop and club, just two weeks! Dev was supposed to go straight to Itaewon after getting off the plane in Seoul, he wanted to get hammered and dance all night and maybe even find a hot Korean girl to take back to his hotel, this vacation was supposed to be a dream fulfilled, not a walking nightmare! He signed up for days shopping in Gangnam and norebang and Korean BBQ, not fighting for his life the moment he stepped foot on Korean soil. He didn’t sign up for this! Why should he have to participate?! Dev never wanted to leave the safety of the farm, all because that girl y/n couldn’t just…take one for the team! This was an impossible situation to be in, he didn’t want to die! The moment he saw the locals running angrily towards the group Dev ran back into the car, locked the doors and hid on the floor, hands tightly pressed over his ears to muffle out the screaming.
You steadied your breathing and decided now was the time to run. The men were distracted enough by the onslaught of newly formed zombies, their numbers thinned enough. So you rolled your body out from beneath the car. You could have run towards the closest exit, the small half circle of the day’s new light was shining in the darkness like a small pot of gold at the end of a long stretch of misery, but you couldn’t will yourself to run from your friends. Yes, the idol group had become your friends, possibly the only friends you had left in this world. The only option you had, the only road you were willing to take, was straight into the darkness back towards them. So you faced back into the darkness and cautiously ran your fingers along the tunnel wall. This time, you hoped if you were to run into anything, it was a dead man rather than a living one.
Before you could run, however, you heard a noise.
The noise was so unlike man or monster it made you pause, made you turn back to that pot of gold, to see the jackpot suddenly appearing before you. As soon as you turned and saw the creature that made the noise you heard, you thought, of course, of course that’s what it was.
You stood in front of the creature as it whinnied and neighed and looked up incredulously, but before you could acknowledge the sight before you, your vision went black...
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Oh god, your head is pounding. You lift your head up from the soft pillow placed underneath, and nice silk sheets underneath you. You roll across the ground like a worm, realizing your stiff limbs are not cooperating how you want them to because you have your hands tied behind your back, legs tied at the ankle.
You see intricate wooden fixtures and colorful tapestry and pastel satin draped across your body.
Oh my god, did you time travel?! Have you become the main character in your own historical K-Drama?!
Wait wait wait wait. What the fuck happened?
You turned around and saw…a horse! Yes, an actual horse. You remembered his large brown eyes staring down at you, a sight you never expected. There were lots of horses! And horsemen, that’s right, they trotted from the light and right towards you, had you frozen in disbelief.
And then everything went dark and you can’t remember the rest. Where are you?!
You slowly and painstakingly scoot yourself to the exit, wiggling your body over pillows and blankets, wondering how you’re going to open the door once you reach for it, but your questions are silenced when the door slides open of its own accord. You turn over on your back, readying yourself to kick whoever enters. A man bends over you, befuddled by what you’re trying to do.
“You look good in it for a foreigner.”
You glare at him, staying defiantly quiet. The man before you wears a traditional hanbok, and you almost would have believed you hit your head and instead of dying time traveled straight into the Silla Dynasty…if he wasn’t eating from a bag of shrimp flavored potato chips.
He crouches down next to you, licking the crumbs off his fingers while you glare at him waiting for your answer. “I’m not supposed to be in here, but I had to see for myself, but you don’t look particularly threatening.” He talks to himself, assuming you don’t understand him, reaching a sticky finger to your chin, causing you to flinch away.
“I’m not supposed to touch you, but-” He reaches for your face again and you attempt to bite him. The man yelps, falling backwards. “It’s true!”
You wish your own hanbok wasn’t so long and full bodied, you feel like you’re drowning in fabric as you try to wiggle to the open exit. The man, who is much larger than you, looks actually scared of you, and it makes you want to laugh at how horrified his expression becomes. He quickly jumps up and slams the sliding door shut before you can even gain any sort of footing.
What is happening?! You survey your surroundings again, confused now more than ever, it looks like you fell into an exhibit of Ancient Korea. Maybe those horsemen were time travelers. They brought you and shrimp potato chips to this era, just a short pop off into the 21st Century and you happened to be in the worst place at the worst possible time. Your imagination is running wild now, there is no way...though just a couple years ago you wouldn’t have believed in the existence of zombies either, and the world proved you wrong!
Feeling alone now more than ever, you wait uncomfortably restrained, the feeling in your fingers and toes growing numb. It must be lunchtime, or even dinnertime by how hungry you’re feeling. They surely don’t intend to keep you here until you starve to death, right? You wonder whether you should start yelling for someone to come back or try to escape again, and then decide yelling your lungs out is definitely the more satisfying action at the moment.
You yell and yell and yell until another man appears, he is much older than the first yet he wears the same kind of clothes.
You frown at him, “Why are you playing dress up, old man?”
He looks momentarily surprised at your Korean. “We are on temple grounds, we respect the temple and its traditions.”
“Eh?”
“Our warriors found you, it was quite the surprise to find a woman in these parts, we thought it might have been a gift from God, but now…it seems we were given a curse from the Devil. You are an abomination.” He looks at you with disgust.
“Okay, just cause I’m not Korean-”
“Don’t play coy, girl. You and your friends will stand in front of The Lord of Sutasa tomorrow morning and we will see what he plans to do with you.”
“Lord? My f-friends?! Where are they?!” ‘Could he really be talking about Jimin and the others?!’ you think. Oh god, you hope he’s not referring to those men that found you.
“Don’t worry about that, now if you don’t stop your wailing we will gag you as well.” He says, eyes narrowing.
You guess escape is the way to go.
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It must be nighttime, it must. There is a stabbing ache in your gut, the familiar pang of hunger after going without three meals. You haven’t made much headway in the escape department, your wrists feel raw by how much you’ve tried to pull your hands free from the tight rope bindings, and you’ve tired yourself out trying to become more flexible reaching for your restrained ankles. Your entire body aches now, bruised and sore. You’ve given up hope until the familiar guard comes back.
“I have water for you,” he says timidly. The other guards said to stay away from you, that you were diseased, but he heard your constant cries for help, and no one had tended to you or fed you, plus he was too curious for his own good.
This time your attitude is much more pleasing. You sit up and thank him, “Thank you so much, I’m sorry, Sir. We had gotten off to the wrong foot, as it were. Does that, um, saying not make sense in Korean?” You ask as you stare at his confused face.
“You speak Korean…so well!”
“Oh, yeah, that, ha, you see,” you reign in your words and try not to act too smart, “I get uhh nervous talking Korean. You’re just so..handsome. And I’m shy.” You look up at him softly, and he stares back mouth-open at your compliment.
“Sir, please, let me go, I’ve done nothing wrong!”
He looks away from your pleading eyes, “It’s not my place, I have to listen to the Lord-”
You groan, “Excuse me, Sir, um, can I ask, do you not find acting like this a little…odd? I mean we are still in the 21st Century, err right?”
He smiles wearily. “I can understand what you mean.” He studies your foreign features, “I assume you grew up far away from here, yeah?” You nod. “The industrial revolution happened in my grandparent’s time, even I remember how long it took for our town to become modernized. It’s not so strange... Once the electricity stopped, everyone was forced to adapt, and this place,” he laughs. “They found a way back to our traditional way of life that works. I’m thankful to serve my Lord-”
“I’m uhh very thirsty.” You nod towards the cup in his hand.
“Oh! Right! Here,” He tips the cup to your lips. It’s refreshing and cold in your dry mouth and makes you cough.
“Sorry, sorry!” You try to wipe your face on your shoulder, and instead he reaches out to wipe you off with his sleeve and this time you suppress your instinct to flinch.
You can do this, you might not be the greatest seductress, but you are a woman, and you know damn well by the way he looks at you he hasn’t been in the company of a woman in a good while. You meet his eyes, telling yourself to just look at him as if he were-
The singers' faces flash in your consciousness and you can’t help but look away ashamed. Fortunately the guard took your action as more shyness, only inflating his ego further.
“I don’t know why this has happened, I was only trying to escape these bad men, and all of a sudden I was attacked and-” your voice wavers in fake anguish.
The guard wipes away your tears softly. You even managed to fake cry, you're proud of yourself for that one. “I see…this will be fixed in the morning, just wait a bit more,” he soothes. Not good enough, you think.
“What kind of person would lock up an innocent woman?!”
“No one is innocent, not anymore. For you to have survived as long as you have, you must have made some regrettable choices.” He winces, thinking of his own sins before he was taken in by the people of this temple. It wasn’t an ideal situation, but this place had structure, gave him a job and a purpose, this life was something more than slowly starving and running from monsters every day. You aren’t sick or combative like he thought you would be, he’s sure they will judge you the same as him and let you stay-
“I can’t believe this has happened to me!” you cry into his shoulder, “I don’t know what they’ve told you, but I’m just a normal woman,” you look up at him through your lashes, your lip quivering. “Just a lonely scared woman,” you cry.
Okay, that might have been more truthful than you care to admit. You feel overwhelmed, tired and hungry and body still bruised and aching from everything you’ve been through. He moves his head closer to yours.
Up close, you can see he was a quite handsome man, with rugged features and a strong body making him an ideal fit for his position.
Yet he surprised you with how delicately he kissed your lips, mouth moving cautiously against your own, until months of going without the touch of a woman poured out between his lips, deepening the kiss. He moved himself over your body, but your tied legs prevented him from moving between your legs. “Untie them,” you mew into his ears, and any doubts he had vanished when you licked his skin, placing soft kisses across his cheek and jaw.
Once he untied your legs, he pressed himself closer to you, hands pulling up the tulle edges of your long hanbok.
You could have probably gotten him to untie your arms too, but you panicked, and instead you broke the kiss, breathing out a genuine apology before swinging your neck and knocking your forehead hard into his. You regretted that instantly, your body mirroring him by crumbling inward in pain.
“S-Sorry, sorry,” you grunt, dizzy from the impact while the guard lays momentarily stunned. You manage to wiggle yourself to your knees, groaning as you finally find a way to stand. And then you take off running. To where, you don’t know, you just sprint.
You run towards the closest exit, and see guards, and turn around, knocking into wooden walls clumsily. You run towards the next exit, where guards are standing as well, except this time you’re upon them before they notice you, and barrel into them the moment they hear screams from your chasers.
You manage to rather ungracefully make it down the temple stairs before falling down. It’s not your fault! Your hands were tied!
When a pair of hands yanks you to your feet you flail and kick until everything goes dark again. How many concussions can one human endure?
---
You wake up groaning, this time on hard dirt, painful sharp threads of hay pricking into your skin. Your ankles are re-tied together and you yell one long frustrated cry.
“Y/n?”
Was that…
“Hobi?”
“You’re here!”
“W-What are you doing here?!”
You look around at your surroundings and notice you’re in some kind of stable, turned into a kind of jail. You hear the adjacent stable cell knock on your wall. “Y/n?!”
“Taehyung, oh my god.” You cry out in relief.
“Were you bitten?”
“No!” You yell back.
“They said you were infected!” He yells back worriedly.
“Oh, they did? Well, I’m fine!” You struggle in the hay. “Are you tied too?”
“Yes, they tied our hands!” Another voice, farther away, speaks.
“Jimin?! Who else is here?”
“Me!”
Ugh, Dev, of course he’d be okay. Jungkook calls out to you as well. All except…
“Where's Namjoon? Jin? Yoongi?!”
“They are talking to their leader,” Taehyung assures you.
“What the hell is going on?!”
“They just showed up, out of nowhere like ghosts!” Hoseok yells, remembering the horsemen appearing out of the tunnels once the fighting had ceased.
At first, they thanked the members for stopping those men, as they were terrorizing the area and were in a long stale mate with the horsemen.
“They wanted to bring us back to this temple,” he pauses, looking around at his tiny stable cell, “but we explained to them where we were headed and then...Jin noticed you,” he emphasized, “one of the rider’s had you, you were unconscious, and well, they refused to let any of us go after that,” he groans.
You swallow hard. So it is your fault they were stuck here with you.
“There’s a whole community!” Taehyung yells, “They call themselves, ‘Hwarang!’”
Despite getting captured, Taehyung managed to garner a lot of information from his captor, an enamored fan. You learn the temple was sealed off after the outbreak. The locals and temple workers stayed inside and survived. They were too scared to leave the temple for many months, convincing themselves the reason for their safety was the temple itself. The modern world had failed them, but not this temple.
Obviously, a secluded temple with many gates would be a perfect hideaway from zombies. The idea that it was something more than just mere luck and location was a hopeful story that kept their spirits up, could you blame them for finding meaning when there really wasn’t any? The temple workers had been playing the parts their whole lives, now they really got to live like lords and knights.
Well, it was definitely an interesting coping mechanism, you thought.
“What are we going to do?!”
---
“What are we going to do?” Yoongi whispers to Joon, sipping the offered soju. “He doesn’t seem…all there.” He gestures to the old man in front of them, who listens to the quiet command of his guard.
“I know, let me think.” He still has the knives you gave him. He tries to come up with a plan that doesn’t involve them.
“Your...highness, can we talk about the woman-”
“Oh yes, her, the girl my men rescued! She’s fine, fine, we’ll deal with her. More importantly, tell me more about your performance at Gyeongbokgung Palace!” An old woman brings a round of refills, hands shaking, bowing to the Lord and Namjoon, Seokjin, and Yoongi. They bow back at her, but she won’t meet their eyes. Everything feels tense and awkward, and the members try their best to remain calm.
“First, your highness, we would like our friends to be released,” Seokjin speaks.
“Oh my, this is just a precaution, my men spoke about how combative your friends were,” he pauses, “You know we can’t have that on temple grounds, I would like to peacefully come to a compromise, yes? Now I know you have your hearts set on Seoul, but it is a fool’s journey. You’re much better off staying in our company, don’t you agree?”
Seokjin and Yoongi turn their heads to stare at their leader, seated between them, eyes closed in thought.
---
“I got it!”
“Got what?”
“I got out of the ropes.” Taehyung says triumphantly.
“How did you manage to do that?” You ask, lifting your head up from the hay.
The wooden door creaks, unlocking. “I found a sharp corner. Friction.” Taehyung stands in the doorway, a smirk planted on his face. “You look pretty.”
“You look like a prince,” you say, looking over his clothes. He looks cute and elegant in his new robes. “So, come rescue me,” you grunt. You wiggle around, turning over your stomach.
You feel Taehyung’s long fingers work to unravel your knotted ropes. Once free you roll your shoulders, your arms prickling with new blood flow. Taehyung helps by rubbing your arms up and down. “I’m so happy you’re alright,” you breathe out, swallowing down tears of relief. “Let’s untie the others.”
“Jimin!” You hug the idol tightly once you open his cell and he chuckles against you.
“Untie me so I can hug you back.”
“Oh! Sorry, we should hurry, I feel like a guard will come back any moment.” You yank on the bindings until he can pull his wrists out, hugging each other once Jimin is free.
“Don’t ever walk away from the group like that again,” he murmurs in your hair.
“I would have found you again,” you sigh, “They would have hurt you if I hadn’t left willingly.”
“Well, you gave us a fighting chance, I’ll give you that.”
You tilt your head in confusion, “What do you mean–oof.” You feel a hard presence behind you, arms wrapped tightly around both you and Jimin.
“They said you were bitten, I thought I would never see you again,” Jungkook grumbles behind you.
“Guess you’re stuck with me,” you smile, turning around to inspect the youngest. Jimin wore something similar to Taehyung, satiny robes that matched yours, while Jungkook wore what looked to be an uncomplete fighter’s outfit. What happened to your knuckles?” Jungkook quickly pulls his hand away from yours, you can’t help but notice the cuts and bruises across everyone’s faces and hands. “What happened-”
“Shit, we have to go now.” Hoseok calls out when he sees a guard pace closer to the stable.
“Wait!” You look over to the advancing guard and then down at your dress. “We can’t let him alert the others, uh does anyone know how to do a chokehold? I would try to do it, but-” you twirl in your oversized skirt.
Jimin sighs, “I’ll do it.” Jungkook agrees to help, and you agree to act as bait. It was five against one and it went as easy as one could hope for, though you did feel for the stranger once he was knocked out cold by the youngest, your dull headache came back throbbing in sympathy.
“So you think I will fit into those clothes?” You look around in question.
“But you look so nice,” Taehyung says.
“I do like it, not very practical for escaping however. Someone help me trade clothes with him.” You turn to see five wide-eyed men. You groan, “Please!”
“Shouldn’t one of us wear the knight’s clothes?”
“Okay,” you untie the jacket across your chest, “Well someone is giving me their clothes then.”
The group becomes flustered, turning their backs to you and working to remove the guard’s clothes. In the end everyone ends up swapping at least one shirt, a jacket, or pants, until you’re put into a semblance of an outfit that works on your female body, synching your belt tight around your waist. As cute as you felt in the pastel woman’s handbook, this fit is much more easier to move in.
“I’m jealous,” you cross your arms looking over at Taehyung, “The guard wears my dress better than me.”
Taehyung laughs, while Jimin dressed like a guard grabs the last of his things, a large sword, sheathing onto his hip instead. “Let’s go find the others!”
---
Namjoon Jin and Yoongi were having their own troubles. They listened horrified as the Lord animatedly spoke about all the ways he punished dissenters.
“I think we should have a celebration! Your group can sing, it would really be a great morale boost for my men.”
“What about y/n?”
“Oh the girl? She will have to be executed of course, she was infected, didn’t you know? She tried to bite one of my guards!”
“WHAT?” Jin yells.
“No, that’s not possible,” Yoongi is in disbelief.
“It most definitely has been confirmed-” he says annoyed.
“Your highness can I please talk to you in private?” Namjoon interjects. But a scream brings the attention of the group towards the west.
“Your highness, what is that noise?” Seokjin asks, and as if to answer, a guard runs up towards the group, yelling…
“ZOMBIES!”
---
Only moments before your small group stumbles upon a discovery.
“Guys, what the hell is that?” Dev whispers. The smaller dwelling away from the largest temple was locked, wooden spears positioned over the doors. However, the familiar low growling was unmistakable.
“I think we know exactly what that is,” you swallow.
“Why the hell do they have zombies locked inside?!” Jungkook asks, horrified.
“I don’t want to find out!” you hiss.
“Well,” Hoseok swallows, “This is as good of a distraction as any.”
This is a bad idea.
---
“Look what I found!” Now that the zombies were out roaming, you and the group were inside the newly cleared building waiting. Jimin walks towards you with a handful of swords and spears.
“Aren’t those props?”
“Not these ones.”
“You know hwando, right?” you ask, grabbing a spear.
Jimin smiles, nodding. “Never thought I’d have to use it like this.”
“So what’s the plan?” Taehyung asks, reaching for a sword.
You look at Hoseok, Hoseok looks at you. So you look at Jungkook, and Jungkook looks at you. “Why is everyone staring at me?! Do I look like Joon?!”
After a long stretch of silence you sigh. “You said Namjoon, Jin and Yoongi were with the Lord, right? Well let’s go pay him a visit.”
---
It was night time, it was dark, the only lights around were the stars in the sky and the lighted lanterns scattered around the temple grounds. So if you kept your head down and ran in between the others, no one could really tell who you were.
“You!”
“Oh!” You stare back at the guard you had first met. Jimin runs in front of you before the guard can hit you with his sword, blocking his swing impressively.
Another guard appears with two zombies running after him, halting the fight. You all scatter. Running towards the closest building, you fall inside before zombies can make you their dinner.
Unfortunately, you were alone with none other than-
Fuck it's the guard.
“Listen, I did not want to hit you but you gave me no other choice! Really, you should have expected it.”
“You tricked me!”
You run back to the exit, “Well to be fair you kissed me.”
“YOU KISSED HIM?” Jimin yells, landing a kick to the guard’s stomach as he enters inside.
“Well, I-” the guard lets go of his sword, and punches Jimin instead. “Stop fighting!” A zombie enters after Jimin, heading towards your group. You spear him before he gets any closer. “Stop fighting and help me!”
---
“Did I mention how sorry I was?” you ask, saving the guard from another zombie. He huffs, but is grateful you saved him. “I am y/n by the way.”
“Park Wooyoung.”
“I’m sorry Park Wooyoung.” You extend your hand to help him up. “It was a g-good kiss-” Jimin stumbles into you, slicing another zombie. “Not the best, obviously,” you stutter, “I mean, you know what I mean-” Now that the last zombie in your area was taken down, Jimin grabs your hand, pulling you through the exit before you can finish your thought.
“I let him kiss me so he would untie me, that sounds bad, I did not mean to kiss him. I meant to escape, that is. Um, Jimin?” Why do you feel the need to defend yourself? Jimin pulls you along silently, until a wave of guards hit you from the side. Literally, barreling into you and Jimin as they try to escape a hoard of new zombies.
You are hit in a particularly sensitive spot on your ribs, still bruised from the car crash, and you fall to the ground, your grasp on Jimin gone. The pain is excruciating now and you crawl as best as you can through the chaos, until you reach a fence, using the wires to pull yourself to your feet. Okay, new plan, follow the fence.
Your crawl turns into a brisk walk and then turns into a quick jog away from the chaos. The situation is quickly getting out of hand, a zombie guard runs towards you and you have nothing to defend yourself with!
Luckily, his head is sliced off before he reaches you.
“Yoongi!”
“Y/n?” Two hands find your cheeks, holding your face tight as Yoongi looks at you in disbelief.
“Finally, I found you.” you smile, relieved. “I-”
Yoongi pulls your forward, hands still cupping your face, kissing you suddenly.
You stand stunned, looking at the soft skin of Yoongi's eyelids, the strands of his messy hair framing his face, until the softness of his lips and his warm calming presence allows you to close your eyes too. You reach behind to hold onto the fence to steady your buckling legs as Yoongi leans into you. His kiss ends too soon and has you following his lips, wishing for more.
“I thought you had died,” he whispers.
“I’m surprised I’m not,” you laugh, wincing as the pain in your ribs flairs up again, “Just a little beaten up.” Smiling as Yoongi wraps his arms around you to steady you. Your head bump together and you can’t help but look down at his lips, turning your head as his nose grazes your cheek, your lips almost connecting again.
“Where is Joon and Jin?” you ask, still so close to him you can feel his hot breath when he exhales, your noses touching, the space between your bodies practically non-existent.
“We lost each other.” He stares into your eyes and you stare back, you can’t look away, his dark brown eyes are so rich in color, matching his intense gaze. “I think I know where they went though. Can you walk?”
You nod, still unwilling to let go, feeling lost in the softness of his skin against yours. You realize just how tightly you are gripping the fence, relaxing your strained fingers. He shifts his body and you finally close your eyes, leaning your forehead against his. It's not the time to be doing this, whatever it is you’re doing with Yoongi. So stop it, y/n! You have to, even if all you want to do is kiss him again.
You straighten your body. “‘More trouble than she’s worth,’ huh?” You hit his shoulder playfully, glaring at him.
“I was trying to get him to let you go,” he says.
“It’s okay, you’re probably right,” you smile half-heartedly.
“You know I didn’t mean it. You are definitely worth all the trouble.”
You snort. “Well he’s dead now, so I guess he couldn’t handle me after all,” you frown.
“I would have killed him if he wasn’t,” Yoongi says.
You roll your eyes, yeah right.
Yoongi fills you in on his experience with The Lord of Sutasa.
“See, that’s why term limits need to exist, even in a world overrun with zombies.”
“Well, I think it is safe to say his little kingdom has fallen.”
“Hmmm-wait, is that...?” You see your beat up car next to the horse stables.
“Where do you think the keys are?”
“You go get them,” you point to Taehyung and Jungkook, sword fighting....each other. “I’ll go search for keys.”
---
“Jimin, don’t kill him!” You yell, finding Jimin fighting with Wooyoung again.
“I should have known it was you guys, you destroyed this place! My home!” he yells, bringing his sword down with momentum, a strong hit that has Jimin stumbling backward.
“Maybe you shouldn’t keep a pen full of zombies inside your home!” Jimin yells back, sword clanging against the guard’s.
“LIAR!”
Jeez. “Stop fighting! Wooyoung, please!” you follow the men around, pleading, “I have an idea, I can help you.”
“Woman, your ideas do nothing but bring me misery!”
“If you don’t like this idea you can kill me.”
“You touch her and I will kill you.”
Wooyoung knocks his sword against Jimin's, stopping for now. “This better be good.”
This idea was in fact, a good one.
---
“Joon?!” You run into each other, or well, Namjoon crashes into you, knocking the wind out of you in the process.
At least he didn’t hit your head.
“Y/n! Shit!” Namjoon reaches for the temple wall to steady you both, accidentally hitting your forehead in the process.
At least you didn’t pass out.
“Ow,” you wince, cradling your head, slipping on dirt, falling into Namjoon, who, for a former idol, has terrible spatial awareness, falling backwards as you fall forwards.
“Ahhh!”
“Owww.”
Maybe passing out would be less painful, you think. trying not to throw up as you lie across Namjoon's body.
“A-Are you okay?!”
“No! W-Where is Jin?” You do not move, as Joon is pretty comfortable to lie on and it's really the least he could do after he swept you off your feet god-of-destruction-style.
“We were separated.” He says, arms holding you to him before pulling you up. “You’re bleeding, did I do that?!”
The wound in your shoulder had opened up. “Oh, I was stabbed. Damn it feels like forever ago now,” you laugh, wincing again when your ribs move.
“You were stabbed by who?!”
“Not ‘stab’ like-” you make a fist and mimicking a stabbing motion, “More like-” instead of moving your arm you move your wrist up and down, “-that.” You craddle your ribs, sighing.
“You’re really hurt,” Namjoon says panicking.
You nod, “You too,” you reach for the bruise across his cheek. “What happened?” Even if the old fashioned robes covered their bodies, you could tell the group was just as beat up as you.
Namjoon sighs, “You are hurt worse,” he says, avoiding your question. “Y/n, you can’t put yourself in danger like that. We stick together, remember?”
“Trust me, I’m regretting it,” you tease. “We have to find Jin, we have to stop these zombies, because well, technically it was our fault.”
“What?!”
“I mean it was also their fault for having a room full of zombies. Who does that?”
“A mad old monarch,” Namjoon grunts.
“About that. We also have to stop...the Lord of Sutasa.” you gulp.
“Well,” Namjoon hesitates, pulling out your knives and handing one back to you, “You can cross that one off the list.”
Namjoon doesn’t explain how he knows the Lord is dead, just that he is definitely dead and undead and dead dead.
---
“Jin!” You kick your legs, trying to jump off Namjoon’s back. Jin runs towards you with Hoseok and Dev. You hug him close ignoring the pain in your side. “Did they fill you in on the plan?”
“I am filled in on everything. I wish I could have seen you in a hanbok.”
“Well technically this is a hanbok,” you laugh, and then double over in pain. “I’m okay.”
“You’re not okay.”
“I’m not a zombie.” You grumble, eyesight tunneling.
“Y/n rest,” Jin says softly, holding on to you.
---
You wake up softly groaning.
“W-Was it all a dream?” you question, looking around at the familiar looking room, full of soft pillows and blankets. You look down at the dress you thought you would never see again.
But this time you were not tied up, except for the tight bandages you felt tied around your torso and shoulder.
You look at the closed door and wonder if it was locked. Hesitantly you call out the name, “Wooyoung?”
You sit up, “Wooyoung!”
Slowly, the door to your room opens up and in walks the guard, but this time Wooyoung is no longer dressed in his familiar guard uniform.
“For some reason I thought you would look more, I don’t know, Lordly.”
Wooyoung smiles, shaking his head. “I like being a Hwarang, but I guess you could say I am sort of a leader now,” he smirks. “I want to protect this place and people the right way. No ‘Lords,’ we will all work together.”
“You’ll make a great leader,” you smile. “Where are my um friends?”
“I can bring them in.” He hesitates, “Be warned, they might be mad at you.”
“What?! Why! Didn’t the plan go well?”
“Oh that’s not why, they were arguing for days who you were going to call for first when you finally woke up. Thank you, by the way, being chosen over BTS really made me feel like a Lord!” he laughs.
“Oh.”
“This is for you, honorary flowering knight.” He hands you a Hwarang uniform.
---
Everyone seemed more relaxed, which was a feat considering the zombie attack and coup that occured. The temples were open, knights were playing basketball with a makeshift hoop and an old basketball, a ‘forbidden’ item no longer outlawed.
You wore your hanbok until you had to leave, mainly because Jin wouldn't stop complimenting you, and then changed into your gift. The boys wore a mixture of modern and traditional clothing; Taehyung, Jin, Jimin, and Jungkook wearing a similar Hwarang uniform to yours.
You said your goodbyes, back on the road again! Now, with two horses, along with your car. Poor car, it took a beating as well, back windows broken from dragging Dev out, huge indents in the frame from the fighting, but the trunk still had your supplies tucked safely underneath the largest pile of stuffed alpacas you have ever seen.
First stop, a grim reminder of everything that's happened.
You stand at the wreckage, speechless. Dev pulls his pack from underneath a corpse. There were so many. It reminded you of the airport. You try not to cry.
“Did you find your pack?”
You shake your head.
“Are you okay?”
You can't look away from the scene in front of you. You piece together the story of what happened. “This was my fault, wasn’t it?”
“No,” Namjoon says. “This is what happens when men forget their humanity. They chose to act like monsters,” he softly tilts your head away from the gruesome sight. “We fought them, just like we would have any other monster.” You pull his hand away from your chin, feeling the healing cuts across his knuckles. You nod in agreement, because you had to, because you needed to let him know you believed his words.
“They will find your pack, don’t worry.” You wanted to tell him that was the farthest thing from your mind right now, but you stayed silent and stoic, as he was doing for you.
---
Well your bike was run over. You won’t cry over a bike, you won’t.
“Y/n?” Taehyung extends his arm out to you, offering a hand up on his horse.
“You know, I had a nintendo switch in my suitcase. I played with it until it died. I looked for battery chargers, and eventually those ran out of power as well.”
“Yeah?” you say, quietly listening to his story. You lean back against him, getting accustomed to the sway of the horse.
“Then you know what happened?”
“What?”
“I cried. It felt like part of my life was gone, I guess it kind of was, yeah?” he looks down at you.
“Yeah,” you sigh. You listen to the horse hooves clacking on pavement, turning your head to his chest, closing your eyes.
“I won’t say who, but when his laptop died, he cried so much, we were all worried he was going to become dehydrated.” He continues.
“Was it Yoongi?” You open one eye.
Taehyung gives you a sad smile, “Can't say.”
Click clack, you sing a tune to match the rhythm in your head.
“…It’s okay to cry.”
You sigh, gather up your tears and swallow, shaking your head. “I’ve cried enough over the past.”
Taehyung flicks the reigns, using his foot to softly increase the horses speed.
“I have to believe, there will be a day where we don’t cry over these memories, and laugh instead, at how we managed to make it through a zombie apocalypse and back to our families.”
“Yes,” you swallow, looking forward again.
“Who knows maybe I will see my family one day too,” you smile. “My friends. Oh my god, imagine if I told them I spent the zombie apocalypse with BTS. No one will ever believe me,” you giggle.
You liked pretending, imagining a hopeful future with Taehyung. He might just be acting to make you feel better, but he acted so optimistic and assured. You wanted a happy ending, no matter how unbelievable it sounded. ‘We will find a way.’
---
“The tank is low!” Jin yells out the window.
There is nothing but miles of road and no exits in sight.
‘We will find a way.’
---
Next chapter, we are headed into Seoul, and the tension goes through the roof! Mainly the sexual tension O.O
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K-drama & C-drama Masterlist
DM or drop an ask about any of these and I’ll happily scream about them with you/ give you recs! (Bolded titles are my top recs.)
Format: [K = Kdrama, C = Cdrama, T = Thai drama] | [Title] | [Genre] | [Year] | [My Impressions in 1-3 sentences, spoilers omitted or redacted] | My Rating |
K | Boys Over Flowers | Drama, Romcom | 2009 | I wish the second lead couple had more screen time, but I did enjoy the leads’ story as well. Actually made me cry, which is a difficult thing to do. Here begins my obsession with Kim Beom. | (9/10)
T | Just You | Business, Romcom | 2013 | Watched over my sister’s shoulder, so I never finished it. The comedy was pretty good. | (7/10?)
K | Record of Youth | Drama, Romance | 2020 | The storyline really tugged at my heartstrings. Very well executed and acted. | (9/10)
K | Vincenzo | Action, Comedy, Crime, Drama | 2021 | Would and have rewatched; one of my comfort dramas despite being so intense; on my Top 5-Rec List. Absolutely phenomenal, a great mix of comedy and crime; despite not being a romance, the chemistry of the leads was *chef’s kiss*. Mafia and K-drama? Yes, please. Here begins my obsession with Kwak Dongyeon. | (100/10)
C | Love 020 | Business, Drama, Romcom | 2016 | Definitely a comfort drama. Amazing storyline, acting, and chemistry, and mature relationships. Squad Goals. Here begins my obsession with Yang Yang. | (30/10)
K | Law School | Crime, Drama, Mystery | 2021 | A dark, realistic drama with informative explanations so the plot is easy to follow. Good squad and friendships interspersed for lighter moments. | (9/10)
K | What's Wrong with Secretary Kim | Mystery, Romcom, Workplace | 2018 | A funny drama easy to binge. The ML can be a bit egocentric, but he has BackstoryTM so it’s balanced out. Well-rounded secondary/side relationships and cute sister dynamics. | (12/10)
K | My Sassy Girl | Joseon Era, Romcom | 2017 | Funny, cute drama. Typical court intrigue and war crimes shenanigans. | (9/10)
K | Strong Woman Do Bong Soon | Crime, Drama, Fantasy, Romcom, Sci-fi, Workplace | 2017 | An excellent drama with accurately portrayed relationships and character development. The leads are so cute and fluffy I genuinely forgot the crime subplot when I rec’d this to my friend who can’t watch anything dark. Squad (minion?) goals. | (20/10)
K | Weightlifting Fairy Kim Bok Joo | Romcom | 2016 | Everyone loves this one, but it just isn’t my favourite. Extra points because I watched this with my sisters during Q*arant*ne and we bonded. | (9/10)
K | Her Private Life | Romcom, Workplace | 2019 | Excellent, amazing, I loved this one. A supporting character was a bit annoying but was also a great SC, so overall good friend vibes. Humorous scenes served. | (10/10)
K | Hotel del Luna | Action, Drama, Fantasy, Horror, Mystery, Romcom, Workplace | Queen slayed (literally). Excellent character development, side stories (cute second lead couple), and backstory flashbacks. Tragic romance; I cried so hard at the end. | (10/10)
C | Truth or Dare | Historical, Romcom | Shenanigans galore, great lead couples, interesting plot. | (9/10)
K | I’m Not A Robot | Sci-fi, Romcom | CEO with the BackstoryTM. Great relationships, character development, and plot. Cute side couples and leads. | (10/10)
K | Hwarang: the Beginning | Action, Drama, Historical, Romcom | Excellent plot and character development; SQUAD GOALS. One issue: MML says to FML “I never want to see you cry” or something along those lines and MFL proceeds to cry almost every episode. Wooga Squad unite! | (9/10)
K | Descendants of the Sun | Action, Drama, Romcom, Workplace(?) | 2016 | Excellent: plot, relationships, characters, romance, comedy, squad...Thoroughly dislike Antagonist. | (10/10)
K | My Secret Romance | Romcom, Workplace | 2017 | DNF about halfway through. Couldn’t get into it. | (1/10)
K | True Beauty | Drama, Romcom | 2020 | Amazing, outstanding, never-before-seen...Great character dynamics and development, comedy, relationships. Here begins my obsession with Hwang In-yeop. | (15/10)
K | Tale of the Nine Tailed | Fantasy, History, Horror, Romance | Excellent relationships berween leads, they communicate!!! Fascinating plot (I finished in 2 days), amazing side characters and relationships with the leads, and interesting facts and myths were expounded on. Lee Rang my LOVE I will fight the red flag allegations with my dying breath. | (10/10)
C | Cute Programmer | Drama, Romcom, Workplace | 2021 | Women in STEM, need I say more? Squad goals. | (10/10)
K | Vampire Detective | Crime, Fantasy | Some parts were a bit confusing to me, but overall an underrated drama. Great friendships and intriguing backstory. | 2016 | (9/10)
K | High Society | Drama, Romance | 2015 | Typical early 00′s chaebol kdrama, but interesting. Nice character development. | (8/10)
C | Intense Love | Drama, Romcom | 2020 | Cute couple and good relationships. The side relationships & romance were cute too. | (8/10)
K | Doom at Your Service | Drama, Fantasy, Romance | 2021 | I do love me a man who would burn the world for his woman (literally). Amazing relationship growth and character development. I definitely Did Not Cry (lies). | (10/10)
K | The King: Eternal Monarch | Fantasy, Mystery, Romance | 2020 | Just-just watch it. Amazing squad, relationships, plot, chemistry, bromance, comedy, etc. Why are you still reading? Watch it! | (50/10)
C | You are my Glory | Drama, Romcom | 2021 | Character growth we love to see it. Adorable, mature couple. | (10/10)
K | Business Proposal | Business, Romcom, Workplace | 2022 | All the hype is right. Fluffy romance with two couples with loads of humour and a sprinkle of BackstoryTM. Have rewatched. | (20/10)
K | Mr Queen | Fantasy, Romcom | 2020 | Fellas, is it gay if you fall in love with your arranged bride who’s [REDACTED] and is desperately trying to avoid you but also kind of falls in love with you? Asking for a friend. Side characters and plot are excellent as well. | (10/10)
K | Shopping King Louie | Romcom | 2016 | Surprisingly good characters and plot. Character growth in spades and a cute, complementary couple. Nice friends & side characters. | (10/10)
K | Ghost Doctor | Fantasy, Romcom | 2022 | Laugh-out-loud hilarious with excellent plot and character growth scenes sprinkled throughout. Could have used a dash more of the romance in my opinion, but overall a very good drama I would recommend. | (9/10)
K | Goblin | Drama, Fantasy, Romcom | 2016 | Iconic; a must-watch. Humour and angst interwoven with touching characters to create an outstanding plot. Several plot twists had me surprised, and I must say I’m happily surprised that the ending of Goblin is not more talked about, so late-comers to the party like me don’t have the experience ruined. | (100/10)
K | Legend of the Blue Sea | Drama, Fantasy, Romcom | 2016 | The Vibes were Immaculate; an excellent comfort drama. Squad goals and an intriguing plot | (30/10)
K | Tomorrow | Action, Comedy, Drama, Fantasy | 2022 | This was amazing: the characterizations, the relationships, the backstory, the plots for each episode...I did gain anger issues from it though, so tread carefully. | (10/10 but gave me anger issues)
K | Sound of Magic | Drama, Fantasy, Musical | 2022 | I was not expecting this to be a mmusical and admit to skipping some songs. The plot was hooking but not for me. I appreciate the themes conveyed and the platonic friendships cultivated (also my boy finally gets a girl:sob:) | (8/10)
K | So I Married my Antifan | Romcom, Music | 2021 | Funny, cute, and a mature couple(-ish). The side ships were also nice to see. | (10/10)
K | Scholar Who Walks the Night | Action, Fantasy, Historical, Romance | 2015 | This drama made me think. Large helping of intrigue; I was waiting for the villain’s backstory and was surprised at the result. Excellent ending. (Why did Lee Soo Hyuk need to be shirtless in almost all his scenes?) | (10/10)
K | My ID is Gangnam Beauty | Romcom | 2018 | Cute, mature couple with good relationship dynamics everywhere, appropriate themes. I would have appreciated more 2nd/3rd lead romances. | (9/10)
K | W: Two Worlds | Action, Drama, Fantasy, Romcom, Thriller | 2016 | A little bit of everything, and a very captivating storyline. Great chemistry and a cute, mature couple. Am rewatching. | (10/10)
K | It's Okay not to be Okay | Drama, Romcom | 2020 | Interesting storyline, nice character arcs, character growth. Good representation of people with mental and emotional issues. | (7/10)
K | Gaus Electronics | Comedy, Workplace | 2022 | Good character development, relationships, and individual stories. Many laugh-out-loud moments. | (10/10)
K | Little Women | Action, Drama, Mystery, Thriller | 2022 | Hooking storyline/plot, nice relationships, quite intrigue and plot twist-y; the latter half of the drama really made me think. Excellent, but was so highly stressful I watched all 12 episodes in one day. I still want a slightly longer ending. | (10/10)
K | Happiness | Action, Fantasy, Horror, Thriller | 2021 | Interesting, great power couple that are so cute and mature (couple goals tbh). A shocking amount of murder [REDACTED], but a happy ending. | (9/10)
K | Extraordinary Attorney Woo | Drama, Legal, Workplace | 2022 | Very well done, with good character growth and plot twists/surprises. (WARNING TO FELLOW SINGLE PRINGLES: You will feel even lonelier.) I want someone to look at me like Junho looks at YoungwooT-T I can't wait for season 2! | (10/10)
C | Who Rules the World | Action, Drama, Fantasy, Historical, Romance | 2022 | Excellent character/relationship growth and conflict resolution; the MLs have a cute, mature relationship & friendships. Intrigue and manipulations galore, but there is a... satisfactory ending. | (10/10)
K | Sh**ting Stars | Drama, Romcom, Workplace | 2022 | Funny, with a nice plot that wasn’t too stressful. Good relationships and MATURE CHARACTERS who don't have trust issues my beloved; everybody gets a happy ending. | (10/10)
K | Healer | Action, Crime, Drama, Romcom, Thriller | 2014 | Amazing drama; nice OST; Seo Junghoo is very relatable; there are great character dynamics (THE CUTEST couple after SWDBS), the leads communicate and trust each other! | (100/10)
K | Suspicious Partner | Crime, Drama, Romcom, Thriller | 2017 | Nice storylines with some plot twists and lots of comedic moments and character growth. Squad goals. | (10/10)
K | The K2 | Drama, Romance, Thriller | 2016 | Very good/nuanced character growth/portrayal, with a cute romance to balance out all the action and sTreSs📈 Maybe not a happy but a satisfactory ending. Honestly, I found the characters to be deeply lonely and unhappy, despite being so rich and successful; all-in-all a thought-provoking drama. | (20/10)
(I had to take a hiatus from dramas as 3 dramas with Ji Chang-Wook right after each other was too much for me and I was depressed & single LOL. A word of advice to my kdrama girlies, ration out your JCW.)
K | Soundtrack #1 | Drama, Music, Romance | 2022 | Short and sweet; cute friendship, cute couple with a happy ending. We stan Eunsoo's mom shipping them. Got me back into dramas after ^ | (10/10)
K | Bad and Crazy | Action, Crime, Drama, Fantasy, Mystery, Romcom, Thriller | 2022 | My 50th drama! A funny, dramatic, interesting plot line, (not quite sure that's [REDACTED] but ok, I guess that’s where the fantasy comes in), with a hint of romance and a good supporting cast. | (9/10)
K | Reborn Rich | Drama, Fantasy, Isekai, Romance(?) | 2022 | Unpleasant but well-acted characters and an interesting plot with a good cast create a thought-provoking and intriguing drama. Similar to K2 in that you can't trust anybody; they'll betray you in a second for a penny, even your own family | (9/10)
K | Legally Dad | Drama, Romance | 2020 | Short and sweet. Adorable kid (not active sidekick unfortunately) | (9/10)
K | Tale of the Nine Tailed 1938 | Historical, Horror, Romance, Fantasy | 2023 | Would rewatch in a minute.They're so unserious😭 Great acting, fascinating plot and characters, fun backstory, and plenty of chaotic gumiho crack to carry through the darker moments. Over all a cute, humorous drama. | (1000/10)
K | Abyss | Crime, Fantasy, Romance | 2019 | A mature couple, a happy ending, an intriguing plot, and character development, what more do you need?. More legal/murder mystery-ish & less sci-fi-y than expect but good overall. | (8/10)
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