Recent Works:
𝑫𝑬𝑨𝑫 𝑭𝑹𝑬𝑸𝑼𝑬𝑵𝑪𝒀 (Zombie Apocalypse au)
𝐭𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐜 𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐠 (Toxic Idol Heeseung smau)
𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝! (Brothers Best friend smau)
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Recent Works:
𝑫𝑬𝑨𝑫 𝑭𝑹𝑬𝑸𝑼𝑬𝑵𝑪𝒀 (Zombie Apocalypse au)
𝐭𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐜 𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐠 (Toxic Idol Heeseung smau)
𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝! (Brothers Best friend smau)
More to come!!
wait hi guys… this isn’t normal for me but I was writing a story DEAD FREQUENCY but lowkey idk if i should continue it… if you have read it or could read it for me and lmk if you enjoy so i have motivation to continue🙃 I don’t just wanna focus on smau all the time so idk lmkkkk!!
𝐭𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐜 𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐠 (part 3)
𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘏𝘦𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘪𝘥𝘰𝘭𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘬-𝘱𝘰𝘱 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥
𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦’𝘴 𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘫𝘰𝘳 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘦𝘹. 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵
𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘱𝘶𝘵 𝘶𝘱 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦?
part two here!
a/n: after a long await…part three is here. if you’re still interested tysm for continuing to read i’ve just been so busy with my job and graduation parties but i pulled an all nighter for this. also i had so much planned for this chapter but tumblrs stupid 30 image limit rule i had to cut some out but they will be included in part four. ALSO if you watch love island we need to talk so comment or send me an ask i must have someone to talk ab it with. That’s all much love💕 (if there are any mistakes pls forgive me it was lowkey rushed)
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𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝!
𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: 𝐆𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐩 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐉𝐚𝐤𝐞, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫. 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐦, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐮𝐩 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧.
𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: 𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐮
𝐚/𝐧: 𝐇𝐢𝐢𝐢 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐰𝐨!! 𝐏𝐥𝐬 𝐩𝐥𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡ – ✧)
𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐨 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲!! 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 🏷️ 𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭!!
𝐀𝐥𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐨 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐜 𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐥 𝐛𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐲𝐬𝐦 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝟏𝟎𝟎 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬🥰 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐈 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐄 𝐢 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐮𝐩𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐦𝐫
𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝!
𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: 𝐆𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐩 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐉𝐚𝐤𝐞, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫. 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐦, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐮𝐩 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧.
𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: 𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐮
𝐚/𝐧: 𝐡𝐢 𝐡𝐢 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐮𝐲𝐬 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐮 𝐢 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝!! 𝐌𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲(☆▽☆)
𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞!
hi guys new enha smau!! lmk if i should make another part💕
𝐭𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐜 𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐠 (part 2)
Part 1 here!
𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘏𝘦𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘪𝘥𝘰𝘭𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘬-𝘱𝘰𝘱 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥
𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦’𝘴 𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘫𝘰𝘳 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘦𝘹. 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵
𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘱𝘶𝘵 𝘶𝘱 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦?
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hi guys hope you enjoyed this part! i’ll keep the tag list short since not many people are tuning in but once they do i’ll expand 🤗
once again pls check out my zombie apocalypse au starting heeseung!!
DEAD FREQUENCY
𝐭𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐜 𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐠 (part two)
𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘏𝘦𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘪𝘥𝘰𝘭𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘬-𝘱𝘰𝘱 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥
𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦’𝘴 𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘫𝘰𝘳 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘦𝘹. 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵
𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘱𝘶𝘵 𝘶𝘱 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦?
a/n : Hi guys !! Working on the smau so I hope you enjoy!! Lmk what you think and please reblog
also check out the au i’m writing atm!!
DEAD FREQUENCY (Zombie apocalypse au)
𝑫𝑬𝑨𝑫 𝑭𝑹𝑬𝑸𝑼𝑬𝑵𝑪𝒀
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paring : leeheeseung x femreader
warning : cussing, mentions of death, sexual themes , teasing, taking advantage of (will be updated by chapter)
synopsis : an insane virus outbreak has cause humans to die and reincarnate as flesh eating zombies. losing all her family y/n is stranded all alone promising never to get close to another person again. until discovered upon she enters a new society where she meets heeseung. a pain in her ass, but what happens when the one thing she swore never to do again, happens. will it be for better or for worse?
wc : 6.5k
genre : apocalypse, mini-series, enemies to lovers
involved : Sunghoon, Jake, Ni-ki from ENHYPEN, Chaewon from LESSERAFIM, Winter from AESPA, James from CORTIS, Nicholas from &TEAM, Minji from NEWJEANS, and Taeyang from BIGBANG.
! NOT PROOF READ !
The morning sun offers no comfort. By 8:00 AM, you’re standing in the dirt lot of the courtyard for the mandatory combat and reaction training required for all recent arrivals. Your muscles are stiff from the lack of rest, the morning humidity already making your skin damp.
You stand in a short line with three other new recruits, checking the balance of the dull, wooden training knife they handed you.
“Listen up!” a sharp, booming voice commands.
Your stomach clenches instantly. Fuck me you think
Heeseung walks out from the tactical shed, dressed in a tight black compression shirt and heavy cargo pants, a silver whistle resting against his chest. His hair is pushed back, damp from a workout, highlighting his sharp jaw and high cheekbones. He looks like a fucking middle school or teach, but he looks painfully good, but his expression is pure stone as his eyes sweep down the line, locking directly onto you.
“Today we’re assessing your close-quarters defensive instincts,” Heeseung says, walking down the line like a commander inspecting troops. “The infected don’t wait for you to get into a stance. If you freeze for a fraction of a second, you’re done. I want to see exactly what you brought with you from the outside.”
He comes to a halt right in front of you, his tall frame completely blocking out the sunlight.
“Y/N,” he barks, his voice ringing through the open yard. “Step into the ring.”
“what?” you ask confused like there’s not other people to join in with him
“just step in”
You step forward into the marked dirt circle, keeping your posture rigid, refusing to let him see an ounce of hesitation. “Ready.”
“You told my dad you survived on your own for two years,” Heeseung says, walking over to a bench to pull on a pair of thick, padded leather sparring mitts. He turns back to face you, a dangerous, mocking glint dancing in his brown eyes. “Let’s see if you actually learned how to fight, or if you were just lucky enough to hide in holes.”
Little does he know you learned how to fight by Nicholas and you were out there for 5 years so hah
The other recruits watch silently as you take your position. Heeseung squares his shoulders, standing broad and loose, completely confident.
“Take the first strike,” he challenges, lifting the mitts. “Show me what you've got.”
Gripping the wooden handle of the knife, all the built-up anger from the office, the library, and your sleepless night rushes straight to your hands. You sprint forward, throwing a swift, hard slash aimed directly at his ribs.
Heeseung moves effortlessly, his left hand coming out to slam against your wrist, parrying the blow and sending a sharp vibration up your arm. “Too slow,” he mocks.
You pivot instantly, using the momentum to throw a backhand strike toward his throat. He ducks beneath the swing with fluid precision, stepping inside your guard and using his shoulder to drive hard into your chest. You stumble backward across the dirt, your boots scraping for purchase, but you manage to stay upright.
“Your center of gravity is all over the place,” he says, circling you slowly. “Is this how you handled threats out there? Just swinging wildly and hoping for the best?”
A blinding wave of fury takes over. You charge him again, throwing out all technique, launching into a rapid flurry of aggressive, heavy stabs. He blocks the first two with the mitts, but the sheer, unhinged speed of your rage catches him off guard. The third strike slices upward, the hard edge of the wooden blade clipping him right along his jawline, leaving a bright red scratch across his skin.
Got you
Heeseung stops dead in his tracks. His hand goes up, his fingers tracing the red mark on his jaw.
The entire courtyard falls dead silent.
When he lowers his hand, his eyes are completely dark, stripped of the professional instructor act. A slow, dangerous grin spreads across his face, his teeth showing. “There it is,” he whispers, his voice low enough only for your ears. “I knew there was something vicious hiding behind that pathetic little face.”
Before you can reset your defensive stance, Heeseung closes the distance in a blur. He grabs your right wrist, twisting it down with crushing force until the wooden knife falls into the dirt. In the exact same motion, his other hand slams into the back of your neck, fingers tangling in your hair as he drives you backward with full force. Your back hits the heavy wooden support post of the training ring with a loud, painful thud.
You gasp, your chest heaving violently against his broad chest. He presses his entire weight against you, locking your hips against the post, his face mere millimeters from yours. He’s breathing heavily, his hot, ragged breath washing over your lips, his intense scent completely taking over your senses.
“You like leaving marks, don’t you?” he whispers, his grip on the back of your neck tightening just enough to pin you completely, his eyes burning into yours with a terrifying mix of fury and raw, electric tension. “You think because you got one lucky shot at lunch, you’re qualified to step to me?”
Your body begins to shake uncontrollably, that heavy, pulsing pressure building up intensely between your thighs once again. You absolutely loathe how your skin sparks wherever his skin touches yours. You look up at his sharp nose, his wide, devouring deer eyes, and the fresh red mark on his jaw that you put there.
“Get off me,” you force out, trying to sound dominant, but the words come out breathless, completely betraying how much his closeness is affecting you.
Heeseung’s eyes drop straight to your mouth, his jaw clenching hard as he watches your chest rise and fall against his. For a brief, terrifying second, the anger in his face shifts into something completely raw and starved, his chest expanding against yours as his grip on your neck softens into a firm caress. He leans down slightly, his lips brushing against the edge of your ear.
“You’re a little stray, y/n,” he whispers, his voice a smooth, toxic poison that sends shivers straight down your spine. “You think you’re a tough girl to crack, but you’re already falling apart in my hands and you don’t even know it.”
He drops his hands just as fast as he grabbed you, stepping back out of your space and blowing his training whistle sharply. He doesn't look back at you as you slide slightly down the post, your knees trembling as you try to stand straight.
“Class dismissed,” he announces loudly to the rest of the yard, pulling the leather mitts off his hands and walking away toward the main city hall doors without a second glance, leaving you standing alone in the dust, desperately trying to pull the pieces of your pride back together before anyone else sees how completely undone you are.
“What are you doing” you whisper to yourself.
Also he just left a bunch of newbies in the middle of training. How immature
The morning air in Lunaris always arrived with a strange, clean stillness that felt entirely unnatural compared to the rot and chaos of the outside world. It was barely 7:30 AM, but the sun was already casting long, golden geometric sheets across the paved roads of the rebuilt city, cutting through the early morning fog.
You walked toward the communal dining hall, your boots clicking softly against the concrete. Your muscles were still aching fiercely from yesterday’s combat session in the dirt courtyard—specifically where Heeseung’s heavy leather mitts had blocked your wooden knife, and where his fingers had gripped the back of your neck, leaving an invisible, burning brand on your skin. Every breath you took felt heavy, filled with the looming, toxic weight of his final words to you. “You’re a little stray, y/n... you’re already falling apart in my hands and you don’t even know it.”
He doesn’t even know me. You think to yourself
Pushing the double doors of the dining hall open, the hum of voices and the heavy scent of toasted grain and hot coffee hit you. The space was bustling with members of the community getting their morning rations before heading out to their respective daily duties.
Scanning the room, you spotted a familiar crown of blonde-and-black hair. Riki was sitting at a long wooden table near the center windows, gesturing wildly with a fork while Minji sat next to him, sipping from a metal mug and rolling her eyes at whatever nonsense he was spouting. Sitting across from them were Nicholas and Jake. Nicholas looked up, his newly blonde mullet catching the sunlight. When his eyes locked onto yours, a bright, genuine smile broke across his face, a contrast to the heavy grief you both shared over Hanni.
“Hey! Over here!” Nicholas called out, waving an arm.
You grabbed a small tray containing a bowl of warm porridge and a sliced apple from the counter line and walked over, sliding onto the bench next to Jake.
“Morning, newcomer,” Jake greeted you, his deep voice carrying a warm, melodic lilt. He leaned back slightly, offering you a bright, crinkle-eyed smile that instantly eased some of the tension knotted in your shoulders.
“I’m not that new anymore” you laugh
“How are the muscles holding up? I heard Heeseung put you through the absolute ringer yesterday during mandatory drills.”
“That’s an understatement,” you mumbled, picking up an apple slice and biting into it. “The guy plays sadistic mind games for fun. I’m pretty sure his entire personality is just a cocktail of arrogance and unnecessary hostility.”
James on the other hand let out a loud snort, nearly choking on his breakfast. “Careful, y/n. Talk like that around here and you might just find your daily chore rotation moved exclusively to cleaning out the waste filters. But seriously, you’re not wrong. Heeseung has been a tyrant lately.”
“He’s just stressed,” Minji added defensively, though her tone was tired. “With the northern perimeter fence showing signs of wear and the scouting reports indicating increased infected activity near the old shopping center, his dad has been leaning on him heavily to keep security airtight.”
“Still doesn’t give him the right to treat people like stray dogs,” you muttered, the lingering humiliation of yesterday’s physical check and combat ring flashing through your mind.
“Did someone mention my name?”
The smooth, resonant voice cut through the table's chatter like a blade. Your body froze instantly, your fork hovering a few inches above your bowl.
Taeyang walked up to the edge of the table, looking effortlessly sharp in a crisp button-down shirt, his dirty blonde hair perfectly parted down the middle. But he wasn’t alone. Standing just half a step behind him, arms crossed over his chest, was Heeseung. He was wearing his usual uniform—heavy black tactical trousers and a dark gray compression shirt that hugged the broad, solid contours of his shoulders and chest. His dark eyes were fixed entirely on you, intense and completely unreadable, carrying that same dangerous, mocking glint from the training yard.
“Good morning, everyone,” Taeyang said, his voice warm and commanding, the quintessential leader. He offered you a gentle nod. “Y/N, I hope you’re settling in well. I’ve been reviewing your intake files and the notes from your combat assessment yesterday.”
“Is there a problem?” you asked, keeping your voice level, refusing to show any vulnerability in front of Heeseung.
“Not at all,” Taeyang smiled, though there was a practical, clinical edge to it. “You clearly have excellent reflexes and a high survival instinct from your two years on the outside. However, surviving by hiding in holes or running blindly is different from executing tactical extraction operations. Lunaris operates on absolute precision. Therefore, I’m assigning you to a supply-and-reconnaissance run this morning.”
You blinked, surprised. “A run? Already? Where?”
“Wait plus i’ve been outside for 5 years years but that’s not the point” you say correcting him
“My apologies, but it’s the old industrial sector, roughly three miles out,” Taeyang explained. “We need mechanical components to reinforce the western gate. And you won't be going alone. Heeseung will be leading the run, and you will be paired directly with him. It's imperative that you learn the right way to handle the infected in a coordinated squad environment.”
“Wait, what?”
The protest didn't come from you. It came from Heeseung.
Same here pal
He stepped forward, his jaw clenching hard, the fresh red mark near his jawline from your scuffle yesterday still faintly visible. “Dad, are you serious? She’s been here for less than forty-eight hours.” he exaggerates “She hasn’t even completed her secondary firearms clearance, and her compliance during drills was completely volatile. Taking her outside the walls on a high-priority hardware run is a liability.”
“She managed to survive on her own for two full years, Heeseung,” Taeyang replied calmly, his tone shifting into that of a father pulling rank on a stubborn son. “If she can navigate the ruins of Seoul without a wall to protect her, she can handle a routine supply run. She needs field integration. The decision is final.”
Heeseung’s eyes flared with sudden anger, a muscle jumping in his cheek. He looked like he wanted to slam his fist down on the table, but he reigned it in, letting out a sharp, irritated breath through his nose. “Fine. But if she slows us down, or if she disobeys a single direct command out there, I’m locking her out of the tactical rotation permanently.”
“I can hear you, you know,” you spat, standing up from the bench, your tray rattling slightly. You stared directly up into his face, your chest rising and falling with irritation. “I don’t need your permission to survive, and I certainly don’t need you to look out for me. I’ve handled more zombies than you’ve probably ever seen from behind your precious little walls.”
Heeseung leaned in slightly, his tall frame blocking out the light from the window, mirroring the suffocating closeness from yesterday. A slow, infuriating smirk tugged at the corner of his lips, low and venomous. “We’ll see about that, little stray. Meet me at the armory in ten minutes. Don’t be late, or I’ll drag you there myself.”
He turned on his heel and stormed out of the dining hall, his heavy boots echoing across the room.
Taeyang let out a soft sigh, rubbing his temple. “Apologies for his demeanor, Y/N. He is… protective. Stay sharp out there.” With a reassuring nod, the leader walked away, leaving the table in a stunned silence.
Jake looked up at you, a deeply worried expression clouding his handsome features. “Are you going to be okay? Heeseung is intense on a normal day, but when he’s out in the field, he’s absolute ice. If you need me to talk to Taeyang and swap out with him—”
“No, it’s fine,” you cut him off, your jaw tight as you grabbed your jacket from the back of the bench. “I’m not letting him think he scares me. I’ll see you guys later.”
Ten minutes later, you walked into the concrete tactical armory near the main gates. The walls were lined with racks of rifles, shotguns, and neatly organized crates of ammunition. Heeseung was already there, checking the action on a lightweight carbine rifle. He didn't look up when you entered, but his shoulders visibly tightened.
“Put this on,” he ordered curtly, tossing a heavy tactical vest and a nylon belt toward you.
You caught it against your chest, quickly buckling the vest over your shirt. Next to the vest was a leather sheath containing a heavy, high-grade steel combat knife. You slid it onto your belt, the weight reassuring against your thigh.
“No gun?” you asked, crossing your arms.
“You haven’t cleared compliance training,” Heeseung said flatly, slinging his rifle over his shoulder and picking up a small backpack. “Out there, noise draws hordes. If you can’t handle a blade properly, a gun will just get you killed faster. Try to keep up.”
The journey out of Lunaris was tense. You rode in the back of a heavily modified, matte-black pickup truck driven by Sunghoon, while Heeseung sat in the passenger seat, staring straight ahead at the cracked, overgrown asphalt of the abandoned highway. No one spoke. The silence inside the cabin was suffocating, thick with an unspoken hostility that made your pulse race.
When the truck finally idled to a stop near the edge of a crumbling industrial park, Sunghoon turned around. “I’ll keep the engine low and circle the perimeter. You two have forty-five minutes before the patrol shifts. Keep your radios on channel three.”
“Got it,” Heeseung said, opening his door. He looked back at you, his eyes scanning your face, lingering on your lips for a split second before hardening into stone. “Stay behind me. If I tell you to drop, you drop. Clear?”
“Crystal,” you snapped, leaping out of the truck bed before he could offer a hand, not that he ever would.
The industrial complex was a wasteland of rusted steel beams, shattered glass, and overgrown weeds pushing through the cracked concrete. The air smelled of damp earth and old rust. Shadows stretched long across the alleyways, creating an eerie environment where every snap of a twig felt like a threat.
Heeseung moved with terrifying fluidity. He was hyper-aware of his surroundings, his rifle raised slightly, his eyes tracking every dark corner. For all his arrogance, you had to admit he knew exactly what he was doing.
As you navigated through the belly of an old manufacturing warehouse, the silence between you two finally broke.
“You’re stepping too heavily,” Heeseung whispered sharply over his shoulder, not pausing his forward march. “Your boots are scraping the gravel. On the outside, that’s how you invite a herd to breakfast.”
“I’m walking completely fine,” you hissed back, picking your way through a pile of shattered porcelain. “Maybe your ears are just hypersensitive from living in a bubble for so long.”
He stopped dead in his tracks, turning around so quickly you almost crashed right into his chest. He towered over you, his eyes dropping to look down at your face, a low, patronizing smirk spreading across his sharp features. “A bubble? Is that what you think this is? You think because we built walls, we don’t know what blood smells like?”
“I think you’re a nepo-baby who likes to play soldier because your daddy runs the town,” you retorted, stepping closer, your heart hammering against your ribs, fueled entirely by adrenaline and the sheer irritation of his proximity.
Heeseung’s smirk vanished, replaced by an intense, dark gravity. He stepped even closer, trapping you against a rusted metal pillar, his breath warm against your forehead. “You have a really big mouth for a girl who was crying over her sister's ghost yesterday,” he whispered, his voice dropping into that smooth, toxic register that sent an unwanted shiver straight down your spine.
“Don’t you dare bring up my sister,” you snarled, your hand instinctively dropping to the hilt of the knife at your thigh.
Before you could even grip the handle, Heeseung’s hand shot out, his fingers wrapping firmly around your wrist, pinning it down against your leg. His grip wasn't painful, but it was unyielding, completely neutralizing your movement.
“What are you going to do, sweetheart? Stab me again?” he murmured, his gaze dropping directly to your mouth, his jaw clenching hard. The raw anger in his face shifted into something entirely different—something starved and dangerously close to flirting. “You’re all fire and no discipline. It’s cute, but it’s going to get you hurt.”
“Get off me,” you breathed out, trying to sound dominant, but your voice hitched slightly, completely betraying how much his sudden closeness was affecting you.
“Make me,” he challenged softly, his thumb tracing a slow, deliberate circle over the pulse point on your wrist.
Groan.
The low, guttural sound echoed from the dark far corner of the warehouse, instantly shattering the tension between you.
Heeseung let go of your wrist instantly, spinning around with his rifle raised. From behind a stack of rusted shipping crates, three infected staggered into the dim light. Their skin was grey, mottled with dark veins from the Bontana Virus, their eyes cloudy and wide, jaws snapping violently as they caught your scent.
“Two on the left, one on the right,” Heeseung ordered, his tone instantly shifting back to absolute ice. “Don't use the gun. Take the right one. Let’s see that outside survival skill, stray.”
Before you could even reply, Heeseung lunged forward. He didn't shoot; instead, he used the butt of his rifle to smash the jaw of the first infected, sending it crashing into the floor before drawing his own tactical blade and driving it cleanly through the base of its skull.
Your adrenaline spiked. The third infected—a large, decayed male in a shredded uniform—was lunging directly toward you, its blackened teeth snapping blindly.
You didn't freeze. You drew your steel combat knife, stepped smoothly to the side to avoid its clumsy, forward momentum, and drove the blade directly upward under its jaw, aligning it perfectly with the brain stem—the exact technique you had used to survive on your own for two brutal years. The creature let out a wet gasp before the life completely died from its eyes, its heavy body slumping forward onto the concrete.
You pulled your knife out, wiping the dark, thick blood onto the grass pushing through the floorboards, breathing heavily.
Heeseung was standing over the other two corpses, his rifle lowered. He looked at the fallen zombie at your feet, then looked up at you. For a fleeting second, an expression of genuine surprise and reluctant admiration crossed his face, but he quickly masked it with his usual disinterested scowl.
“Clean strike,” he muttered, sheathing his blade. “Maybe you weren't entirely lying about surviving out there.”
“I don’t lie,” you said, your voice trembling slightly from the rush of adrenaline as you sheathed your knife. “Now let’s get these stupid components and get back. I’m sick of looking at your face.”
“The feeling is entirely mutual,” he said, but as he turned around to grab the copper wiring crates from the shelf, you caught the faint trace of a smirk lingering on his lips.
By the time the truck pulled back through the heavily guarded gates of Lunaris, your body felt completely spent. The run had been successful—the truck bed was loaded with heavy mechanical components—but the silent car ride back had only amplified the exhausting psychological warfare between you and Heeseung.
Sunghoon parked the truck near the central inventory depot. You hopped out immediately, eager to put as much distance between yourself and Heeseung as humanly possible.
“Hey! Y/N! Heeseung!”
Huh that’s strange, you guys weren’t close like that
A sharp, clear voice called out from the steps of the main city hall building. Walking down the concrete steps was Chaewon. She looked incredibly striking, her signature sleek black bob and perfectly cut bangs framing a face that was undeniably gorgeous. She was holding her usual clipboard, but her eyes weren't on the papers; they were fixed squarely on Heeseung, a soft, familiar smile gracing her lips.
“How did the run go?” Chaewon asked, stepping directly into Heeseung’s space, her tone carrying an intimate familiarity that instantly caught your attention.
“Routine,” Heeseung replied, his tone softening significantly compared to how he spoke to you. “Got the western gate parts. The perimeter is clear for now.”
Chaewon nodded, then turned her sharp, dark eyes toward you. Her gaze swept down your mud-splattered boots, up your tactical vest, and finally rested on your face. Her smile turned tight, a distinct flicker of icy jealousy flashing through her eyes before she smoothly masked it.
“You must be Y/N,” she said, stepping forward and extending a hand. “I didn't get a chance to properly introduce myself yesterday when I brought you up to Taeyang’s office. I’m Chaewon. I handle the community’s administrative mapping and internal logistics... and I’m also Heeseung’s ex-girlfriend.”
The directness of her introduction caught you off guard. You looked at her extended hand, then at Heeseung, who had suddenly developed an intense interest in adjusting the strap of his rifle, refusing to make eye contact.
A tiny, unexpected coil of jealousy tightened in your stomach, but you pushed it down instantly, refusing to give her the satisfaction of showing it. You extended your hand, giving her a firm, unbothered shake.
“Nice to meet you, Chaewon,” you said smoothly, matching her icy composure. “Heeseung didn't mention you. Then again, he doesn't mention much besides his own opinions.”
Chaewon’s smile strained even further. She pulled her hand back, tucking her clipboard against her chest. “Well, Heeseung tends to focus purely on protocol when he’s working with new recruits. We go back a long way, so I know how difficult he can be to handle. If you ever find his training methods too... overbearing, feel free to report it to me.”
“I can handle him just fine,” you replied dryly.
“Good to know,” Chaewon said. She turned back to Heeseung, her voice dropping into a softer, almost purring tone. “Heeseung, your dad wants a debrief in his office whenever you’re ready. I’ll see you there?”
“Yeah. Give me five minutes,” Heeseung nodded.
Chaewon gave you one last lingering, possessive look before turning on her heel and walking back toward city hall, her movements precise and calculated.
You let out a cynical laugh, turning to walk away, but Heeseung’s voice stopped you. “What’s funny?”
“Nothing,” you said, looking over your shoulder with a mocking smile. “Just realized that your taste in women is exactly like your personality—rigid, defensive, and incredibly exhausting. Have fun at your debrief, daddy’s boy.”
Heeseung’s jaw clenched so hard you could hear the bone click. “Get out of my sight, Y/N.”
“With pleasure,” you smiled, turning around and walking toward the residential quarters.
Later that evening, the fierce heat of the afternoon had faded into a cool, crisp dusk. You had showered, washing away the grime of the industrial park, and were sitting on the steps of the small concrete house the community had assigned to you. You were dressed in a simple, oversized gray sweatshirt and dark jeans, staring out at the distant lights of the city walls.
“Hey!”
You looked up to see Winter walking up the gravel path toward your porch. She was wearing a thick flannel shirt over a black tank top, her short, pale hair catching the moonlight. She had a bright, energetic grin on her face.
“Y/N! How was your run with the devil” she laughs, hopping up the steps to sit next to you without an invitation. “Nicholas told me all about it. I wanted to come by and check in, also I wanted to officially invite you out tonight. A bunch of us—everyone around our age—are putting together a bonfire down by the old quarry lot near the eastern woods. You should absolutely come.”
You hesitated, pulling your knees up to your chest. “I don’t know, Winter. I’m pretty exhausted from the run today. And I’m not really great with big groups of people right now.”
“Oh, come on,” Winter nudged your shoulder playfully. “It’s not a formal thing. Just some music, a few drinks, and a chance to actually relax without someone blowing a training whistle in your ear. Nicholas is going, Riki’s going, Sunghoon, James, and Jake specifically asked if you were coming. You can’t spend your whole life hiding inside your head, y/n.”
Hearing Jake’s name made your heart soften slightly. He had been nothing but kind to you since you arrived, a rare comfort in this harsh place. Plus you had just realized what he meant towards you
You let out a breath, a faint smile touching your lips. “Fine. Give me five minutes to grab a jacket.”
“Yes! Let’s go!” Winter clapped, jumping to her feet.
The quarry lot was hidden behind a dense grove of pine trees, just far enough from the residential zones to avoid drawing complaints from the older community members. When you and Winter arrived, a massive bonfire was already roaring in the center of the clearing, sending orange sparks dancing up into the dark starry sky. Around twenty people were gathered, sitting on old logs and lawn chairs, laughing and talking over the soft acoustic strains of a guitar someone was strumming near the flames.
“Look who made it!” Winter announced, pushing you gently into the clearing.
Nicholas looked up from where he was roasting something over the fire, waving enthusiastically. But your eyes were immediately drawn to the opposite side of the circle.
Sitting on a wooden crate, holding a metal cup, was Heeseung.
Your stomach dropped. You hadn't expected him to be here, but then again he was a part of this group. He had swapped his tactical gear for a loose black hoodie, the hood resting against his shoulders, his dark hair falling slightly over his eyes. Sitting right next to him on a low lawn chair was Chaewon, leaning close to him, whispering something into his ear while gesturing toward the fire.
You hadn’t seen her around since you got here but it’s like ever since you started being around Heeseung she keeps spawning everywhere, it’s odd.
Despite her proximity, Heeseung wasn't looking at her. The moment you stepped into the clearing, his head snapped up. His dark, piercing eyes locked onto you across the flames, tracking your every movement with an intense, unblinking focus that felt heavy enough to suffocate you.
“Y/N! Over here, I saved you a spot,” Jake called out.
He was sitting on a massive, fallen oak log near the warmer side of the fire. He patted the empty space next to him, his handsome face lit beautifully by the amber glow of the flames.
You walked over, purposely ignoring Heeseung’s heavy gaze, and slid onto the log right next to Jake.
“Glad you could make it,” Jake smiled warmly, handing you a toasted marshmallow on a sharpened stick. “You look much better than you did this morning.”
“Thanks,” you laughed softly, taking the stick. “The run was intense, but I survived. Barely.”
“I heard you handled that infected perfectly,” Jake said, leaning in slightly closer so his shoulder brushed against yours, his voice dropping into a low, admiring tone. “Sunghoon told me you didn't even hesitate. That’s seriously impressive, Y/N. Most people freeze up their first time outside the walls.”
“Well, I had a very motivating instructor shouting at me the whole time,” you joked, casting a brief, deliberate glance across the fire.
Heeseung was still staring. He hadn't taken a single sip from his cup. His jaw was clenched so tightly the muscles along his neck were rigid, his eyes boring into you as he watched how close Jake was sitting next to you. Chaewon was still talking, but Heeseung was completely ignoring her, his entire aura projecting a dark, volatile jealousy that was practically radiating across the clearing.
Noticing his reaction, a sudden spark of defiance flared within you. If he wanted to play mind games, you could play them too.
Turning back to Jake, you let out a bright, melodic laugh, leaning in close enough that your breath fanned his neck. “You know, Jake, you should really be the one leading the scouting runs. At least then the scenery out there would be pleasant.”
Jake’s cheeks instantly flushed a deep crimson under the firelight, a handsome, flustered smile breaking across his face. “Oh, really? I don’t know about that... Heeseung’s the tactical expert around here.”
“Expert? Please,” you scoffed loudly enough for your voice to carry across the circle, flashing a bright, flirtatious smile directly at Jake. “He just knows how to hide behind his daddy's rules. You actually have personality.”
A sudden, sharp clatter echoed across the quarry.
Heeseung had slammed his metal cup down onto a nearby crate. He stood up, his tall, imposing frame casting a long, dark shadow across the clearing. The easy chatter around the fire died down instantly as his cold, suffocating presence took over the space.
“If you two are quite finished swapping baseline compliments,” Heeseung sneered, his voice cutting through the air like winter ice, his eyes fixed entirely on you, filled with a harsh, mocking disdain. “Some of us are actually trying to enjoy the evening without having to witness a pathetic display of outside desperation.”
The clearing went completely silent. Jake shifted uncomfortably, his brow furrowing. “Heeseung, chill out. We’re just talking.”
“She isn’t talking, Jake. She’s throwing herself at anything that offers her a scrap of attention because she’s been alone for the past two years with no one to help her. Plus she’s a stray who doesn't know how to behave in a civilized community,” Heeseung barked, his words intentionally cruel, his eyes flashing with a dangerous mix of jealousy and deep-seated frustration. “She thinks because she survived a routine run today, she owns the place. In reality, she’s just a liability waiting to happen.”
The harsh words stung, but you refused to let him see it. You stood up from the log, your chest heaving as you glared back at him across the flames. “The only liability here is your fragile ego, Heeseung. You can’t stand the fact that someone doesn't bow down to you. You’re nothing but a bully who uses a badge to hide how pathetic you actually are.”
Heeseung let out a low, cynical laugh, stepping back into the shadows of the trees. “Believe whatever helps you sleep at night, stray. Just don’t cry to me when you realize how out of your depth you actually are.”
He turned around and stormed away from the bonfire, disappearing into the dark woods without a second glance. Chaewon let out an annoyed huff, throwing a bitter, venomous glare in your direction before scurrying off after him.
The mood at the bonfire never truly recovered after Heeseung’s outburst. You tried your best to stay and converse with Jake and Nicholas, but your mind was completely checked out, filled with a turbulent mix of anger, confusion, and a strange, aching weight in your chest.
Around midnight, the fire began to die down to glowing red embers. You quietly said your goodbyes to Winter, Jake, and everyone else, declining Jake’s polite offer to walk you back to your quarters, insisting you needed the quiet walk to clear your head.
The walk back through Lunaris was completely silent. The streets were empty, the modernized houses standing like quiet sentinels beneath the pale moonlight. You wrapped your jacket tightly around yourself, your thoughts drifting back to the terrifyingly raw look Heeseung had given you in the warehouse, contrasted against his vicious insults at the bonfire. You couldn't understand him. He hated you, yet his eyes looked at you like he wanted to consume you whole.
Plus that day in Taeyang's office? He was all over you but maybe he was just teasing you to see how far you’d go, and boy did you almost go there
Turning the corner onto your gravel path, you froze in your tracks.
Standing on your front porch, leaning back against the wooden doorframe with his arms crossed over his chest, was Heeseung. The hood of his black sweatshirt was pulled down, his sharp jawline tightly set as he watched you approach out of the shadows.
Your heart began to race violently against your ribs, a familiar rush of adrenaline spiking through your veins. You walked up the wooden steps, stopping a few feet away from him, crossing your arms tightly.
“What the hell are you doing here, Heeseung?” you demanded, your voice laced with exhaustion and irritation. “Haven't you insulted me enough for one day?”
Heeseung didn't answer right away. He stepped out of the shadows of the doorframe, closing the distance between you until he was towering directly over you, his presence completely overwhelming your senses. The cold, arrogant mask he had worn at the bonfire was entirely gone, replaced by something dark, breathless, and completely unhinged.
“What were you doing with Jake tonight?” he whispered sharply, his voice dropping into a low, gravelly register that vibrated straight through your chest.
You blinked, letting out a crazy laugh. “What? Are you serious right now? I was talking to him. Unlike you, he’s actually capable of having a normal, decent conversation.”
“You weren't just talking,” Heeseung snarled, stepping even closer, his broad chest nearly pressing against yours, forcing you to tilt your chin up just to look into his eyes. His gaze dropped directly to your lips before flashing back up to your eyes, dark and entirely starved. “You were leaning into him. You were laughing at his pathetic jokes. You were doing it on purpose, right in front of me.”
“And why the hell should I care what you think?” you shot back, your voice trembling slightly from how close he was, the heat radiating off his body making your skin flush. “You’re not my keeper, Heeseung. If I want to flirt with Jake, which I wasn’t. I don’t owe you anything.”
“You do,” Heeseung breathed out, his jaw clenching so hard a violent tremor ran through his shoulders. He reached out, his hand hovering inches from your neck before he tightly balled it into a fist and dropped it back to his side, struggling for control.
“What?”
“You don’t look at him the way you look at me. You don’t fight him the way you fight me. You’re denying it, but you know exactly what’s happening here.”
“Nothing is happening here!” you lied, forcing the words out through a breathless throat, completely desperate to pull the pieces of your pride back together before he saw how undone you truly were. “I don’t feel anything for you besides pure annoyance. Now get off my porch and go back to Chaewon.”
Heeseung stared down at you for a long, agonizingly quiet second. The volatile, dark jealousy in his eyes slowly shifted back into a cold, shuttered wall of stone. He let out a sharp, cynical breath through his nose, stepping back out of your personal space, restoring the suffocating distance between you.
“Fine,” he said flatly, his voice turning completely devoid of emotion. “Keep playing your little games, stray. Just don’t expect me to be there to catch you when your little act completely falls apart.”
He turned on his heel, descending the porch steps with quick, heavy strides, disappearing into the dark, quiet streets of Lunaris before you could even draw another breath.
You stood alone on the porch, your knees trembling slightly as you unlocked your door and slid inside, locking it tightly behind you. Pressing your back against the wood, you slid down to the floor, staring blindly into the dark house, your heart still hammering a frantic, echoing rhythm against your ribs.
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pairing : leeheeseung x femreader
warning : cussing, mentions of death, sexual themes , teasing, taking advantage of (will be updated by chapter)
synopsis : an insane virus outbreak has cause humans to die and reincarnate as flesh eating zombies. losing all her family y/n is stranded all alone promising never to get close to another person again. until discovered upon she enters a new society where she meets heeseung. a pain in her ass, but what happens when the one thing she swore never to do again, happens. will it be for better or for worse?
wc : 4.7k
genre : apocalypse, mini-series, enemies to lovers
involved : Sunghoon, Jake, Ni-ki from ENHYPEN, Chaewon from LESSERAFIM, Winter from AESPA, James from CORTIS, Nicholas from &TEAM, Minji from NEWJEANS, and Taeyang from BIGBANG.
!NOT PROFF READ!
The rest of the walk to city hall is quiet between you and Heeseung. After your comments about his dad he doesn’t say anything else, noted.
You also notice how every once and a while he takes glimpses at you, you’re pretty sure he thinks you can’t notice but you do, you nice every single look. You can’t deny that he is extremely attractive but his personality takes that feature away from him. You ponder in your thoughts wondering what you did for this man not to like you this much, but I'll guess we’ll never know.
You guys finally reach city hall and walk in. Holy shit this place looks straight out of a tv show. He opens the door and of course he doesn’t hold it open for you, typical.
“Sunghoon, can you prepare the room for me?” Heeseung says towards Sunghoon who's sitting behind a desk. “Yea, Hi y/n” He says before walking away, I guess he’s my friend now?
You continue to stand there confused on what to do when Heeseung notices “You can just sit, Chae will get you when it’s time” he huffs and walks away like he can’t stand to be around you. “Wait I literally have no idea who tha-” you say, but he just walks off before you can finish.
Great.
A couple minutes go by and you think you’re going to go crazy. You don;t know anyone so you can’t converse leaving you to just sit in silence.
You start to think about Heeseung, wondering what causes him to be like that, I mean his family is here so it clearly can't be that. Maybe he got his heart broken and hates all women, you think to yourself, or maybe he’s just a dick. Either way he will never be a friend of yours.
A girl starts to walk up to you with a black bob and bangs, holy she’s gorgeous you think. “Hi, are you y/n?” She asked, holding a clip board with what looks like a file of you, weird. “Yeah, I am.” you say.
“Follow me”
She starts to walk away and you follow her because it seems like you should. You guys walk past hallways with rooms filled with children, maybe this is a school too? You don’t know this place is confusing. You guys enter a stairway and go up just one flight. Reaching a door with a gold tag that says “TAEYANG” in big bold letters, bougie. The girl knocks on the door and a man with dirty blonde hair parted down the middle in a white button up opens it.
“Come in y/n” He says, gesturing to you to come in. “Thank you Chaewon, you may leave” He says, stepping behind you and closing the door. Chaewon… You think back to when Heeseung said “Chae will get you.” Chae is Chaewon, a nickname for a girl, huh, she gave her a nickname, received. You look around and see a plain desk with pictures everywhere, they look like they’re from pre-outbreak. Taeyang, you’re guessing, walks towards you and leads you to another room inside the office.
You start to get a weird feeling in your stomach, so you put your guard up. “Where are we going” you speak out, getting nervous “One second.” That’s all he says.
Your heart starts racing and you’re about to get defensive when he opens another door to a table with a metal silver table and a light. You walk in and look round, and see Heeseung leaning against the right wall with his arms crossed. “What is this?” You ask still concerned
“I told you and I’m pretty sure Jake did too” He says “Sit down.” He demands and you refuse, who is he to tell you that? “Heeseung please, y/n sit down please. Sorry for his attitude” Taeyang says, pulling out the chair.
You take a seat and place your hands on the table. There are two chairs in front of you and they both take a seat, both holding clipboards like they’re therapists or something. “Ok, listen, whenever we get a new recruit they have to get an intensive interrogation just to make sure everything adds up.” Taeyang says “Me and my dad are just going to ask you questions and answer truthfully” Heeseung adds. “No pressure.” Taeyang ends.
No pressure right? You think to yourself, you’re ready to answer every single question they’re about to throw at you. You can take it, you’re strong, you think to yourself.
“Whats your full name?” Taeyang asks
“Y/N Y/M/N Y/L/N” You say confidently
“Where are you from?”
“Seoul, Korea,”
“How long have you been alone?”
“2 years,” You say. This is light work you think.
“Have you ever been with anyone else since the outbreak?”
“Only my sister and Nicholas”
“Where’s your sister at the moment?”
“Dead” you say flatly
Taeyang shakes his head, jotting some notes down. “Good. Y/n you’re doing great so far.
There’s a break of silence in the room while Heeseung and Taeyang make some last minute notes, then Taeyang speaks up “Ok Heeseung will take over the next set of questions.” You nod in agreement.
“Have you ever killed anyone that wasn’t infected?” He asks to make close eye contact with you.
“Yes.”
You speak truthfully. A couple weeks after your parents passed away there was still a fair share of non-infectious people. You and Hanni were walking along the side of the road when you saw a woman being taken advantage of. You knew that in your heart you had to help her so you ran over with Hanni and tried to pull him off her. When he did he laid hands on Hanni and it made your blood boil. You tried over and over again to get him to let go but he didn’t. Eventually one thing led to another and you were bashing his head in with a rock you found on the floor.
It traumatized Hanni, so that was the first and last time you ever killed someone.
Your mind strays from that memory, eyes tearing up but you push them away focusing back on the interrogation.
“Was it your sister?” Heeseung asks
“What?”
“You mentioned your sister was dead, was the person you killed your sister?” He asks again more sternly this time.
“You think I killed my sister?” You ask in disbelief
“It’s just a question y/n” Taeyang says, chiming in.
“Fuck you, I didn’t kill my sister” you spit
“Y/n please, it’s just a security question. No need to be upset” Taeyang reminds you again to chill out.
“Whatever” you say
“Anyways to get back on topic, when was your last physical contact with the infected?” Heeseung asks
“About two days before I got here” You say
“Have you been bitten or scratched?” Heeseung asks and you look at him like he’s an idiot.
“I hope not, or else I wouldn't be here right now” You say sarcastically.
A few more questions get asked which you answer truthfully not letting your temper get the best of you again. “Ok y/n this is the last part of the interview. It might be hard to comprehend but just know it’s for the best” Taeyang says putting down his clipboard
“Ok, what is it?” You ask, getting nervous once again. God what is it about this family that makes you so nervous?
“Just to be 100% sure you have no marks, we're going to have to ask you to remove your clothes.” He says calmly like this is an everyday procedure. “What the hell? Yea, that’s not happening” You laugh
“If it makes you feel better I step out every time. It’ll just be you and Heeseung.” He reassures you. “Actually no, it doesn’t” You cross your arms. “What kind of weird incest thing is this?”
“Can you just do it? I have places to be” Hesseung argues from the opposite of you “Oh yeah really? Like bossing around everyone else in this community” you say being sarcastic.
“Dad just go, I want to get this over with as quick as possible” Heeseung says standing up.
Taeyang stands up and walks out of the room giving you a complying look which to you is saying “Please don’t make this more difficult than it should be.”
Yea right.
After Taeyang walks out of the room you and Heeseung just stand there staring at each other. Instead of the stare being a nervous one it’s one that sees who’s going to break first.
Heeseung, who’s already standing up across from you, starts to walk your way and your heart drops. What is he doing? You think to yourself. “Listen I don’t want to do this as much as you do, so let’s just get it over with, hmm?” He says still walking your way like he’s trying to seduce you.
“Listen I don’t know what you’re doing, but my clothes are not coming off” You gulp.
You stand up as well, so that your ego doesn’t feel so small compared to his right now, but you can’t seem to move when you do. “Just do it y/n” He says putting his hands in his pockets, but still managing to walk towards you. “N-no” You say slipping up stuttering collapsing your act.
“Are you nervous?” He asks, finally reaching you and then he stops.
“Why would I be nervous?” you say, lifting your chin up becoming somewhat dominant again, or so you think.
“because you're holding your breath"
He starts walking closer towards you and this time because he’s so close to you, you start backing up with every step he takes. “Stop” you say but deep down part of you wants to continue seeing where this goes. “You don’t want me too, do you?” He asks
“No” You struggle and he laughs in your face. “Thought so” He says.
Finally with all the back and forth walking you finally hit the wall and Heeseung is standing right in front of you. You start to notice all his features, like how tall he is that he’s practically towering over you or how chiseled his nose is, and more importantly his eyes. They’re big and brown, reminding you of a deer only making you more attracted to him. He notices you staring at his face and he smirks causing you to look back down at the floor. He walks closer and lifts your chin and says “Take off your clothes y/n”
You can’t stop thinking about the throbbing pain in your legs, your body trembles and shivers with pressure building up inside you. Heeseung realizes that you still haven’t given him an answer, so the hold on your chin tightens and he pulls you closer “Y/n, take off your clothes. I’m not going to ask again.” he demands and eventually you comply. “O-ok” you say, still stuttering.
“Good girl”
You start to remove your camo tank while his eyes trail down your torso and back up landing on your black sports bra, causing your breath to halt and you stop.
Heeseung starts to trail your skin starting at your shoulder and continuing down your arm and you shudder but unbutton your pants. Stepping out of them Heeseung places his hands on your waist pulling you off the wall in a quick motion.
You gasp and fall into him. He lifts you lightly off the floor and makes you stand up straight. “Stay still,” he says.
You’re in the middle of Taeyang's office in your bra and panties while Heeseung, the guy you can’t seem to stand, is behind you trailing every inch of your body with his eyes and hands. Every touch he places on you makes you more and more tense and he notices.
He places his head on your right shoulder whispering in your ear, “ease up, I haven’t even really started yet” he says and you think to yourself what hasn’t he started? Was he actually going to touch you the way you’re craving right now?
He moves through your body parts checking off every non-scratched place.
“Neck, check”
“Shoulders, check”
“Arms, check”
Heeseung then lowers himself, getting on his knees facing right in front of the part that's been throbbing for the past couple of minutes. He grips your waist, breathing against the skin under your underwear, pushing his face closer and closer while your breath halts.
He lifts his head up to see your head tilted back and eyes closed “Hey look at me” He says and you pry your eyes open to see his deer eyes looking at you like he wants to devour you inside and out. “Shall I continue?” he says.
With no hesitation, you say yes, closing your eyes once more, preparing for Heeseung's touch once again. It’s been a couple seconds and he hasn’t made a move yet when you feel his hands pry from your body and he stands up
“Wait, what are you doing?” You are confused by him leaving you on edge. He looks at you smirking and puts his hands in his pockets.
“You’re so easy it’s pathetic” he laughs in your face and humiliation takes over your entire body. He watches you as you cover your body with your hands, “No need to hide, you were 10 seconds away from letting me eat you out” he laughs walking towards the door and opening it.
Before walking out he takes one more look at you and says “get dressed, you’re clear” then he shuts the door right in front of your face.
“God, what is wrong with me?” you say to yourself throwing all your clothes back on your body. How could you let yourself fall to the knees of Mr. Nepo baby aka dickhead. You should’ve had more self respect for yourself. You know it’s been a while since you’ve been touched but still, pull it together you think.
When you get back to your house you head to the shower washing away all of Heeseung's touch. You’re scrubbing your body like you haven’t showered in ages.
You think back to an hour ago when you were in the hands of him, despite you feeling worthless and embarrassed that he even went to those levels to what? Mess with you? But still everything felt really good, the way your stomach felt heavy and light and the way every touch of his started to strip you from your innocence and all the self respect you have and the downside about it is, you want it to happen again.
Getting out of the shower you throw a sweat set on with a pair of shoes. You’re tying your hair into a low bun when the siren for lunch goes off and you make your way to the dining hall. Opening the front door you spot Winter sitting on the bench on your porch looking like she was waiting for you.
“Winter?” You say confused. She turns around with a huge smile on her face running up and giving you a hug. You accept and put a smile on your face as you guys walk together.
“Sooo how was the big interrogation?” She asks all giddy and it causes you to think back to the incident
Heeseung,
Horny,
No clothes.
You snap back to reality and answer “It went well” you say and it wasn’t a total lie.
“That’s good, I’m glad you didn’t let them get to you. It can get really intense there. I remember my interrogation, I cried so hard.” She says laughing and you join her.
“Well let’s just say I’m a tough girl to crack.” You answer back.
You two walk into the dining hall and your eyes immediately fall onto Heeseung, he’s sitting at the table laughing at some joke James made. You walk over and sit next to Nico who you give a hug to and sit right in front of him, you also end up greeting everyone but Heeseung and he doesn’t pay any mind to it.
The whole time at lunch you try everything to get his attention so that you can edge him and make him feel the same pain you did but nothing works. You run your foot up his leg, try and make direct eye contact, talk really loudly to get his attention. Nothing works, it’s like you're invisible.
You finally come up with the idea of kicking him directly in the shin and you do “OW! What the fuck?” he says and everyone stops their conversations to look at you.
You play the perfect scared little innocent girl who is afraid of him because of past treatment. “Oh I'm so sorry please don’t be mad I felt something up my leg. I was startled, that's all.” You say with your forced puppy dog eyes.
“You’re a fucking liar” he spits back at you
“Hee chill, she just made a tiny mistake” Jake says defending you instantly “Yea come on, you don’t have to be so hard on her” Nico backs up just like you knew they would.
“Whatever” Heeseung scoffs and everyone goes back to their conversations but not him, he just glares at you and you flash that same smirk he did at you not too long ago.
Checkmate bitch.
The tension at the dining table remains thick enough to cut with a knife even after conversations resume around you. Nico turns his attention back to his plate, but his shoulder stays pressed firmly against yours, offering a silent line of defense. Jake shoots you an encouraging look across the table, leaning back in his chair like he's keeping an invisible eye on Heeseung.
Heeseung doesn't pick up his fork again. He sits back, thick arms crossed over his black shirt, his jaw visibly working as he grinds his teeth. His dark deer eyes never leave your face. The smug, untouchable attitude he had in the interrogation room is completely gone, replaced by a brooding, sharp irritation that warms the pit of your stomach. You shattered his cool composure right in front of his crew, and seeing his pride take a hit makes the lingering humiliation from earlier almost worth it.
“Hey,” Nico whispers, bumping his elbow into yours. “You alright? Your face is a little red.”
“Just hot in here,” you murmur back, finally tearing your eyes away from Heeseung to look at Nico. “The walk over got to me, I guess.”
“Heeseung’s just in an extra shifty mood today,” James says from across the table, taking a bite of his food. “Don’t take it to heart, y/n. He’s been out checking the perimeter sensors since four in the morning.” Perimeter sensors? You didn’t even know they had those. Why the extra security measures if only zombies are out there?
“It’s fine,” you say, letting your voice go soft and innocent, making sure it carries just enough for Heeseung to hear. “I know he carries a lot of responsibility. I'll just have to keep my feet to myself from now on.”
A sharp, quiet scowl cuts across Heeseung’s face, his fingers digging into his own biceps. Before he can start another argument, Winter stands up and taps your shoulder. “Hey, let’s go grab our food before the line closes for the evening. Are you coming?”
“Yeah, let’s go,” you say, sliding out of your seat. You take a deliberate moment to stretch, smoothing down the front of your sweat set, keeping your movements slow. When you look up, Heeseung’s eyes are tracking the line of your hands against your waist. You hold his intense gaze for a fraction of a second, letting the smirk play on your lips one last time before you turn your back on him and follow Winter out.
The walk through the dining hall is filled with Winter’s bright, endless chatter about the community's daily chore schedule, but your mind is completely elsewhere. Your shins still feel the echo of where his heavy hands held you against the wall. The memory of him dropping to his knees, his hot breath brushing against your bare skin, loops continuously in your head. You hate him, but the thrill of hitting back at lunch keeps the shame from completely taking over. You aren’t just a game to him.
By the time night falls, the city grows quiet. The heavy municipal lights are dialed down to save power, leaving the corridors of the city hall building washed in a dim, amber glow from the back-up panels.
Unable to sit still in your room, you find yourself wandering toward the old records library—a dusty, high-ceilinged room packed with donated paperbacks, maps, and pre-outbreak field guides. Located near the dining hall. It’s quiet, smelling of old paper and stale coffee from a stand outside, a welcome relief from the suffocating air of the residential block.
You wander down a narrow aisle, scanning the faded spines for anything to distract your racing mind, when a heavy shadow falls over the light.
The scent hits you a second before the presence does—rain, cedarwood, and the distinct, cold edge of outdoor sweat.
“Think you’re funny, don’t you?”
You freeze, your fingers still touching the edge of a book. You don’t need to look up to know who it is. Heeseung steps deep into the aisle, crowding his large frame directly behind you until his chest is barely an inch from your back, trapping you against the shelf. The sudden heat coming off him makes your pulse spike instantly.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” you say smoothly, refusing to let your voice shake, though your heart begins to slam against your ribs.
“The little routine at the table,” he mutters, his voice dropping to a low, gravelly rasp right next to your ear. “The fragile girl act. Getting Jake and Nico to jump to your rescue like you’re some helpless piece of glass.”
You slowly turn around, forcing him to take a half-step back, though he doesn't give up an inch of his height, towering over you in the narrow space. You look up, locking eyes with him. “They stepped in because you were yelling over an accident. Maybe if you weren’t such a massive dick to everyone, people wouldn’t immediately assume you’re the villain.” You smile
Heeseung lets out a dry, harsh laugh, leaning one hand against the bookshelf right next to your cheek, leaning down until his chiseled face is dangerously close to yours. “An accident? You looked me dead in the eyes when you did it. You wanted my attention that badly, y/n?”
“In your dreams,” you spit, though the sheer proximity is turning your mouth dry. The memory of his hands tracking your waist in the office flashes behind your eyelids, thick and distracting. Your body reacts automatically to the closeness, a heavy, familiar ache settling deep between your thighs.
His eyes flick down to your lips, then move slowly down to the collarbone showing at the edge of your oversized sweatshirt. That same toxic, mocking smirk returns to his face. “Look at you. You’re holding your breath again. Still thinking about what happened in the office? Being easy for me again?”
“Get away from me, Heeseung.” You place both hands firmly against his chest to shove him back, but he stays solid as a rock. Beneath your palms, you can feel the rapid, heavy thud of his own heart.
“You talk big out there,” he whispers, his free hand coming up to grab your chin, his grip tightening instantly, forcing your head up just like he did during the interrogation. The hold is firm, unyielding, demanding your full compliance. “But back here, there’s no audience. No Nico to pull me off you. No dad to tell me to be nice.”
Your breath catches completely. The throbbing in your legs intensifies, a sharp rush of heat making your knees feel loose. You hate him so intensely it hurts, but your skin feels like it's on fire wherever his fingers touch. You hate that he knows exactly how to break your defenses with a single look and he hasn’t even known you for a week, how pathetic are you?
“What’s the matter?” he taunts, his thumb pressing hard against your bottom lip, dragging it down slightly. “Lost your attitude? Where’d all that fire go?”
“I can’t stand you,” you whisper, the heat of your breath hitting his face.
“Good,” he murmurs, his brown eyes darkening into something ravenous, looking down at you like he wants to break you completely. “Keep it that way. It makes this a lot more fun.”
He holds you pinned there for one more long, agonizing second, his fingers digging into your chin until it leaves a dull ache, keeping you entirely suspended on his next move. For a fleeting instant, you think he’s actually going to lean down and take what he was teasing earlier, but then he abruptly drops his hand, stepping back into the dark corridor.
“Don’t test me again, y/n,” he says, his tone instantly reverting back to the cold, distant soldier. “Next time you try to make a scene, I won’t wait until we’re behind closed doors to settle it.”
He turns on his heel and disappears into the hallway, leaving you leaning against the shelf, chest heaving as you try to steady your trembling legs in the empty room.
Sleep is a lost cause. Every time you close your eyes, you feel his hands lifting you off the floor or see the dark intensity of his stare. By 2:30 AM, you give up completely, tossing the blanket aside. You slip your jacket over your sweats and step out into the crisp night air to clear your head.
The central courtyard is completely vacant, save for the sweeping searchlights from the watchtowers cutting through the midnight fog. You walk over to the western concrete wall, leaning your forearms against the barrier, looking out at the black, rustling tree line of the forest outside.
“Can’t sleep?”
You jump slightly, turning your head to the side.
Taeyang is standing a few paces away, a steaming metal mug held between his hands. He’s wearing a thick wool coat, his dirty blonde hair tossed by the night breeze. His face looks tired, but it has none of the cruel sharpness his son carries.
“Yeah,” you mutter, pulling your jacket tighter. “Just adjusting, I guess.”
Taeyang walks closer, leaning against the wall next to you, looking out at the dark woods. “Two years alone is a long time. Your brain stays wired for a fight even when you’re safe behind concrete. It takes time for the nervous system to realize the threat is gone.”
“It’s not just the walls,” you say quietly, testing how much he notices.
Taeyang lets out a soft, knowing sigh, the steam from his mug rising into the air. “Heeseung.”
You stay quiet, staring ahead.
“He’s a lot to handle, I know,” Taeyang says, his voice full of a heavy, fatherly exhaustion. “He wasn’t always this cynical, y/n. Before everything went down, he was just a normal kid. Focused on his friends, music, sports. But when the world ended… he had to see things and do things no one his age should have to. He grew to believe that any form of vulnerability is a death sentence. He leads with anger because he’s terrified of failing the people who depend on him.”
“That doesn't give him the right to treat people like objects,” you say, your voice hardening as the humiliation from the interrogation bubbles back up. “To play sadistic mind games just because he can.”
“No, it doesn't,” Taeyang agrees gently, turning to look at you. “And I’m truly sorry for how he behaved during your physical check. He pushes the security measures too far. But he’s hyper-protective of this place. If he’s hard on you, it’s only because he doesn't know where your loyalties lie yet.”
Taeyang taps the side of his mug. “Give it time. You’re part of the community now, y/n. Don’t let him make you feel isolated.”
“Thanks, Taeyang,” you say, feeling a slight ease in your chest from his words.
He gives you a warm nod, turning back toward the main building. “Get some rest soon. The temperature drops fast before dawn.”
As his footsteps die down, you look back out at the dark horizon. Taeyang’s explanation makes sense, but it doesn't change anything. You don't care about Heeseung's past or his heavy responsibilities. He made himself your enemy, and you aren't going to let him win.
Holaaaa!! Ok second chapter is out!! How we like?? Btw if you guys have any suggestions on what fics i should write leave me a message I would love to see everyone’s ideas! Sorry if you think we’re moving too fast, I’m going to try and keep the series short so like max 10 chapters just so I don’t drag it out. I should upload every other day but if not i will definitely let you guys know! Thank you for all the love i’ve gotten so far and J hope you enjoy 🧘🏾♀️🥰
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Pairing : leeheeseung x femreader
warnings : cussing, mentions of death, sexual themes , (will be updated by chapter)
synopsis : an insane virus outbreak has cause humans to die and reincarnate as flesh eating zombies. losing all her family y/n is stranded all alone promising never to get close to another person again. until discovered upon she enters a new society where she meets heeseung. a pain in her ass, but what happens when the one thing she swore never to do again, happens. will it be for better or for worse?
wc : 3.8k
genre : apocalypse, mini-series, enemies to lovers
involved : Sunghoon, Jake, Ni-ki from ENHYPEN, Chaewon from LESSERAFIM, Winter from AESPA, James from CORTIS, Nicholas from &TEAM, Minji from NEWJEANS, and Taeyang from BIGBANG.
! NOT PROOF READ !
“Hey are you alone?” A guy calls out, he’s super tall with blond and black hair, like an oreo. “Who’s asking?” You shout back in suspicion. The last time you remember seeing someone before your sister died was Nicholas, and that was over three years ago. So of course your guards were up.
“I just need to know you’re alone, then I’ll answer questions" He says. Still keeping a distance from you. “I’m alone” You say. Genuinely, what’s the worst that could happen?
The guy comes closer and you realize he is with a girl, which makes your nervousness die down. “Hi, I’m Riki, and this is Minji.” He says holding out your hand. You hesitate to shake it but go in for it anyway. “Do you want to tell me yours?” That’s when you realize you forgot to respond. “Oh, my name is y/n” you say in a low voice.
“Well hi y/n, we would like to propose to you with an opportunity that not many get” He starts off when Minji tags along to finish his words “We live in a city named Lunaris, we scout people who are mainly strays to come and join us.” She says
“A city? Is this a joke or something” You say with an attitude. You remember all the major cities being destroyed in order to stop the spread of the virus. “Nope, it’s an actual city. All modernized and everything.” Riki says “Our leader Taeyang spent years building it back up after it was bombed when the outbreak first started.” Minji says.
“We have a civilization of four thousand people working together to maintain a clean and safe environment.” Riki finally finishes “We come out here to scout people to join our community if they look like they need help.” Minji says which offends you. “What makes you think I need help” you say with a certain strain in your voice.
“Well you look like you haven’t showered in years, your hair is a mess, you're clearly depressed, shall I go on?” Riki states which pisses you so much your blood starts to boil. “Fuck you, you can take your offer and shove it. I’m not going anywhere” You spit and walk away.
“Wait, fuck I’m sorry, we really want you to come with us it will change your mind aout this whole thing I promise” Minji runs after you “Don’t mind Riki, he’s a dick” she states “Hey I can literally hear you!” He shouts. “Whatever, just come. If you don’t like it you can leave. I promise, we won't trap people, but I promise, you’ll like it.” Minji insists.
You sit there and consider your options, maybe you should go. If you think about it it’s either staying out here by yourself and continuing the depressed cycle, or go. Meet new people and socialize for the first time in years. Maybe this could be a great opportunity to start over?
“So?” Riki stays wreaking you out of the trance you were in. “ Fine” you say plain and simple.
“Oh yay! You won’t regret it.” Minji claps “OK, lets leave before sundown.
You guys start the drive back to Lunaris, which feels like eternity. You sit in the back of what looks like a Toyota from 2003. You begin to get irritated because Riki won’t shut his mouth and it’s driving you crazy.
“Dude i wonder what everyone’s gonna think of the newcomer” he says acting like you’re not even right there. “bro did you see the move nicholas pulled on that zombie the other day” he asks again.
Nicholas? Could it really be him?
“Oh my gosh, you should’ve seen the fit heeseung threw after he got in trouble with dad” he says once again “Oh my god Riki shut your mouth for once” Minji fusses. “Sorry, you know I just hate awkward silence” He says, throwing his hands up. “Well it wouldn’t be awkward if someone,” She says looking at you through the mirror “would converse with us” she finishes.
“y/n? Do you want to say something” Minji asks. “No.” You reply dryly, staring out the window. “Really? You don’t even want to give us a quick backstory?" Riki asks. “Not necessary” you say, dryly once again. “Whatever” Riki says again. The conversation ends up getting boring so you decide to take a nap, hoping to kill time easily.
You finally awake when you hear the car coming to a halt. You rub your eyes with a confused look. Looking outside you see that you stopped in front of woods, why do you always end up in woods? Riki takes out a walkie-talkie that you didn’t know he had until now. “A mile away, start opening it up, over” He talks into the walkie. “Gotcha, over” a person says back.
The car starts again proceeding through the woods. “Ah y/n you’re going to love it here!” she claps. You guys finally pull up to the now open gate and your jaw drops.
It looks like a modernized city before the outbreak, might be even better.
“Holy shit” you say scooting closer to the window gaping. “I knew it,” Minji smirks.
Riki pulls into the entrance way and your jaw is still open. There’s houses, like actual houses. Parks, pools, a dining hall and so much more.
Riki rolls down his window shaking hands while still driving, which is completely impressive.
“Nishiiii, you’re back already??” a young man with slicked dark hair says. “Wasn’t much out there, but one thing really” Shrugging his shoulders. You were that one thing.
The car comes to a stop when someone comes running up, you notice a guy that looks oddly familiar. “Nicholas?” You say to yourself and Riki responds “know him?” that’s when it clicks, it is Nicholas, he wasn’t dead after all.
You run out of the car and sprint towards him “NICHOLAS!” you say and he looks like he’s seen a ghost. “Y/n?” He says confused but replaced with excitement when it finally clicks. “HOLY SHIT Y/N” he says, now running up to you as well. He looks so different, the pink hair is now blonde and he has a mullet huh, maybe anything is possible here.
You jump into his arms and hug him, this reunion almost brings you to tears. “Oh my god, I thought you died,” you say, holding on to his arm. “No, when I went hunting, they scouted me. They offered me a pla- he says smiling “so you didn’t think to come back for us?” you ask, cutting him off “no y/n, listen. I tried to come back for you and Hanni, but they didn’t let me. Said it wasn’t safe.” he says lowering his demeanor. Didn’t think it was safe? What kind of place is this, your guards are up even more now.”
“Hey Hanni, where is she?’ he says, looking around the car, getting out of your grip on his arm. You pull him back, “she passed a few years back" you say looking down. You see him start to get emotional. Hanni was like a little sibling to him, you both were so, you know his heart broke. “How?” he says “she got bit” keeping it short, sparing him the details.
He doesn’t pry anymore and just pulls you into a hug. You two stay like that for a while before a voice cuts through the air. Two people are walking over,
“Nicholas, we sent you here to park the car and not have a reunion. That can wait later. Do it” that random man says, who the hell does he think he is? You finally catch a look at what these two people look like. One of them has a burgundy kind of red hair color and he’s kind of cute? And the other one has a wolf cut that's just a regular jet black.
They both walk up to you and you have a disgusted look on your face by the way they just talked to your friend. “You must be the new comer” that voice again, it was the cute guy who was rude earlier. You take your statement back. He’s definitely not cute anymore.
“Hello? Aren’t you going to introduce yourself?” He says waving in your face realizing that you spaced out. “Not necessary” you say, matching his energy. “Well, you’re going to have to tell me your name for this to work” he says, you can tell he’s getting aggravated so your plan is working. If you can be a dick, so can I.
“Well still I don-” you get cut off by Nicholas “her name is y/n, and she just got here, so lay off heeseung,” and he pushes you towards him and that other guy. “I gotta go, but I'll see you at dinner.” Nicholas says, he hugs you then takes Riki and Minji's car away.
He hops in and zooms off, great now you’re back where you started. Around a bunch of randoms.
“Ok so y/n, I presume. This is Jake. He’s going to be your tour guide. He’ll show you around and you can ask him any questions.” The guy who apparently is named Heeseung..? Says. “Whatever, let’s just get this over with” you say, crossing your arms and moving away from where Nicholas pushed you earlier, which was closer to Heeseung. Riki and Minji walk past and Minji squeezes your hand in good luck, she was actually tolerable and reminded you of Hanni so you were ok with that. On the other hand Riki walks past Jake and says “Good luck, she can be quite the handful.” Thinking you couldn’t hear him when you did clear as day.
Heeseung takes one more look at you which felt too long for your liking before sighing and walking off.
Jake turns to you with a slight smile on his face like he was uncomfortable because of the comment Riki made. “Are you uncomfortable with me?” you ask “uhh, no not really” Jake replies scratching the back of his head. “Well you don’t need to be, i’m harmless” you say walking away hoping he would follow, and he does.
“Oh ok well let’s get started” You two start to walk around the city and now that you’re fully in, you realize that it’s amazing. There’s many houses in which people actually live that aren’t falling apart the same as the parks. The dining hall is huge with food that looks amazing making your mouth water. There are shops set up around the city that you can buy from selling all kinds of goods, it kind of reminds you of Alexandria from the Walking Dead, which you watched when you were like 10. You end up looking back at the gates wondering what would’ve you done if they hadn’t found you earlier. The difference between the city and what's behind those gates scares you but also makes you feel secure.
“This is what we call city hall, where all the stands are and where our leader Taeyang works. Basically the main areas of the city.” He points as he describes “Taeyang?” you say, wanting to get more information, but it makes sense and a city like this, especially with the kind of environment that is going on, needs a strong leader.
“Yea he built this place ground up with his sons Riki and Heeseung” Jake states “Ahh so Heeseung is your leader's son? Makes a lot more sense now.” You say making Jake laugh “Yea, Heeseung’s always like that, but don't worry he gets nicer over time” Jake says.
You continue your tour stopping in many various places, introducing you to the people of the city. Everyone seems nice and you sort of start to like it here.
“Ok this is the dining hall where we’ll eat a bit. You never need to worry about the time, an alarm goes off in the entire city signaling meal times.” Jake says and you take a look. “Wait, everyone eats at the same time, every day with each other? Sounds a bit culty” You say “No I get it, but trust me it’s actually whole some. Kind of reminds me of summer camp” Jake laughs
“Ok let me take you to your house”
It’s not that far of a walk, maybe 2 or 4 minutes from city hall which is nice, you realize that there's no cars besides the one Riki and Minji brought to you, but that's a question for later. You make it to a beautiful modern house and Jake gestures to you to step closer.
“Wait this is all mine, like I don’t have to share?” You ask in disbelief “Yea, if you’re uncomfortable we can always find you a roommate?” Jake says checking your certainty “NO! No no no, this is perfect.” you say “Thank you so much Jake. For everything.” You say with a warm smile on your face. A smile you haven’t felt in a while.
“No problem. Also there's one more thing. Tonight after dinner we have to do a background check. Well not me but Taeyang and Heeseung.” Jake says walking away before you could react, it’s like he knew you would have a problem if he mentioned Heeseung.
How could someone you just met already get under your skin this much?
You walk in your house and you’re in awe. Your heart melts. It reminds you of your old house with your family. Memories of birthdays and family dinners start to cloud your mind but you continue pushing it aside so you won’t feel those emotions anymore, you just continue to remain numb.
Going to the bathroom you look at yourself in the mirror, God you’re disgusting. Your hair is greasy and kind of matted, but you notice that there are clothes and hygiene products already there for you so, might as well use them because you didn’t really have anything to bring.
Turning on the shower you strip yourself of the same clothes you’ve been wearing for what you think is a year you notice all the scars on your body, trying to defend yourself time and time again. The shit that you went through is such a traumatic experience that you can’t bring yourself to get closure from.
Stepping into the shower you let the hot water practically oil your body thinking that it;s the only thing that can get all this grime off of you. Taking soap and shampoo to cleanse yourself thoroughly. You repeat the process of cleaning your body inch by inch over and over again until your skin is practically red.
You finally step out and moisture your skin and brush your teeth. Taking another look at yourself again and woah. This is the first time in a year where you looked like your normal self. Not some monster under filth. That’s when this weird alarm starts ringing and your mind jumps back to the conversation you had with Jake earlier about the dinner alarm. Luckily for you, you were starving. You throw on a pair of sweats and a tank top that was already at your house when you go there with a pair of sneakers.
Walking down to the dining hall you get clouded by your thoughts again, but not about stuff you refuse to think about, instead it was Lunaris. This place could be your new home and everyone here is so nice. People smile at you as you walk down the sidewalk even though they’ve never met you. It seems you are late to dinner because you walked slower than normal taking everything in and when you do everyone is already seated and eating.
Nicholas spots you from afar calling you to come over and everyone shoots their eyes towards you, great.
“Y/n, oh my you actually look normal.” Nicholas says being sarcastic “oh fuck you Nico.” You're laughing. He sits back down continuing to eat and you just stand there awkward because you’ve only met a quarter of the people at this table. Then a girl comes up to you “Hey you’re new right? I’ll show you where to get your food, I’m Winter.” She says holding out her hand for you to shake.
You guys walk up to the line and start to grab food. You only grab some fruit given that you’re not yet fully comfortable with everything yet even though you are starving. “So, did Jake give you the infamous tour?” Winter asks, turning around to face you “Yes, he did. It was actually really interesting” You say laughing.
You two walk to get to the drink station “Well I’m glad that he’s gotten better at his job” She says pouring water. “Oh so like does everyone have a role here?” You ask, also pouring yourself a cup. “I mean yea, you could put it that way. That’s how everything stays in tact”
You guys walk back over to the tale and Winter tells you to sit next to her while also sitting in front of Nico making you feel safer. Nico notices that you barely have anything on your plate and gives you a fatherly look “y/n, take some.” he says sliding some of his food on your plate. “It’s fine, seriously” You say pushing it back but he doesn’t budge “No, I know you’re starving so save it” You just roll your eyes at his comment while Winter laughs to the side of you.
“So y/n, did you like your house” Jake says next to a guy with orange hair “Yeah, oh my gosh it was actually really nice. Thank you so much.” You say actually meaning it. “Don’t thank me. Just doing my job” Jake replies.
“Wait, what kind of jobs does everyone have? And how long till I can apply for one?” You say stabbing your piece of watermelon in front of you “Dude, you just got here, what could you possibly want to do but just enjoy the city? A voice cuts in from the side and that’s when you see the same dreading burgundy hair walk into the dining hall taking a seat next to Nico, Heeseung. Great.
“Um, maybe because I want to do something useful? What’s it to you” Already starting banter between you two. “Oh yeah? What could you possibly do here that we don’t already. We got a full team baby. You’re not needed” He says smirking at you already sending you over the edge.
You just met him today and he’s already giving you stupid nicknames? Well if he wants to get a rise out of you, he’s got it.
“What the hell did you just call me?” You say raising your voice “y/n I would just drop it” Nico says, holding out his hand like he’s trying to silence you knowing how short your temper can be. “No, tell me why I can’t help out” You say pushing his hands out the way. “I mean y/n he’s not wrong.” Jake shrugged and you roll your eyes “ Hoon and I are on kitchen duty, Riki and Minji scout, Obviously” He says, pointing in your direction, “ Nico and James look over the gates and occasionally rotate” pointing towards them and now you realize that the kid with orange hair is named James “Medical is Winter, Communication is Heeseung , and Navigation is Chaewon.” Jake finishes. “I mean there is security but that's more than full.” James adds.
“See, so just enjoy your time here. Stop trying to wease your way in our group” Heeseung says as he shrugged his shoulders.
Everyone becomes silent at that comment and so do you. You would’ve never imagined to feel so humiliated so fast only to have been here not even 24 hours. You decide that this isn't your scene anymore and just get up. “Wait where are you going?” Nico asks concerningly “Um, I’m a bit tired. I’ll talk to you tomorrow” You say walking away from the table.
“Nice going dick," Nico says, pushing Heeseung’s shoulder. “What? I’m being honest. She’s really only friends with you. Am I wrong?” He says packing up his trash, getting ready to leave as well. “She’s my friend,” Winter says, “Aw, well good for you” Heeseungs says, with a fake pout on his face. “I’m just saying, watch how you talk to my sister” Nico comes closer to Heeseung. “ Or what? Don’t forget who’s in charge here.” Heeseung spits at Nicholas and walks away.
The next morning you wake up more refreshed than you have in a long time. You like the idea of having the house all to yourself because you’ve lived on your own for a while. You walk to the kitchen and open the pantry to find granola bars which have always been your favorite “Ugh sweet” You say ripping one open and downing it, then another.
Heading back to your room you check the closet to find more clothes that you didn’t see earlier and throw on a camo tank with pants and boots. You brush your teeth and hair tying it up in a nice tight ponytail, thinking back to last night.
Truth be told, you hate the idea of just not doing anything, it allows your mind to go to a place that it shouldn’t make you feel it all over again. That’s why you asked for a job, but to your favor a certain someone has made it impossible for you, great.
A sudden knock comes to your front door and you rush thinking it's Nico or even Winter. When you open it, to your surprise it’s Heeseung. There he is with a disinterested look on his face. “Hello?” You say confused as hell. “Great, I see that you’ve already gotten ready. Let’s go.” He says turning around hoping you’ll follow him and you don’t.
“Yeah, I’m not going anywhere with you” You say crossing your arms still at your door, which causes him to turn back around even more annoyed than 5 seconds ago. “It’s not an option. You skipped out on your background check after you ran away or whatever” He says and then it hits.
Jake did say that their leader does an intensive background check and then you realize that you did in fact miss it, shit.
“So let’s go, now” He says and you follow this time. “Why is it you and not Jake or Sunghoon?” You ask while walking beside him. “Why would they take you to see my dad?” He says
His dad is the leader? Oh this makes so much sense.
“Ohhh, nepotism at it’s finest I see” You laugh “What? Listen you don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about so just shut it” He fully comes to a stop and turns towards you, closing you in. “Chill I was kidding, don’t be such a cry baby” You say tapping the side of his cheek twice, continuing to walk without him. “Lead the way daddy’s boy” You laugh and he grunts pushing past you. Finally, you got his weakness and you weren’t planning on letting go of it anytime soon. Two can play at this game.
Gotcha.
ok yay!! chapter one is complete 🥰🥰 I hope u guys enjoy! I’m trying to keep at least each chapter 3-5k words just so i don’t over whelm you guys but why do yall think of Heeseung..? Any way please like and reblog also i’m kind of stuck on where to continue so if you guys have suggestions lmk!! (finals are over tmr so we should get going!!!)
𝑫𝑬𝑨𝑫 𝑭𝑹𝑬𝑸𝑼𝑬𝑵𝑪𝒀 (masterlist)
prologue
chapter one
chapter two
chapter three
(more to come!)
𝑫𝑬𝑨𝑫 𝑭𝑹𝑬𝑸𝑼𝑬𝑵𝑪𝒀
parings: leeheeseung x femreader
warnings: killing, zombies, language (will be updated with each chapter.
synopsis: an insane virus outbreak has cause humans to die and reincarnate as flesh eating zombies. losing all her family y/n is stranded all alone promising never to get close to another person again. until discovered upon she enters a new society where she meets heeseung. a pain in her ass, but what happens when the one thing she swore never to do again, happens. will it be for better or for worse?
wc: 4.5k
genre: apocalypse, mini-series, enemies to lovers
involved: Sunghoon, Jake, Ni-ki from ENHYPEN, Chaewon from LESSERAFIM, Winter from AESPA, James from CORTIS, Nicholas from &TEAM, Minji from NEWJEANS, and Taeyang from BIGBANG.
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Saturday April 24th, 2021.
It was all just a normal day for you, well for everyone except my dad. It was his 48th birthday and you were planning something big. You, your mom, and sister were getting ready for a surprise party for him. Inviting all of your relatives and you even got permission to invite your crush, Jaxon. You know you’re only 16 but you were head over heels for him, he got you and you got him. Well at least for now until you build up the courage to talk to him. This party is a start no?
You run down stairs to only find your mom baking birthday pancakes which were a special tradition. “Good morning mother” you say ginning ear to ear. Birthdays were your favorite, especially when it was others. “Hey sweetie, can you run to the store and grab the cake, it’s ready now” your mom asks pouring the mix in the pan “Yeah of course, Hanni?” your sister was only 3 years younger than you but she was your world.
“Don’t you want to accompany your cooler older sister?” you say turning around liking the raw pancake mix. “Um, duh? Let me go grab my things.” she says running back upstairs “Great!”
“Hey y/n? Is everything on your part set for the party?” your mom asks moving away from the stove “Yeah everything's good. I know how important this is for both you and him, for the family. It’ll all be perfect. Trust me.” you say grabbing the hands of your mom. “Thank you baby”
You Hanni made it all the way to the bakery in about 15 minutes. “Alright, let’s get this cake and see if we have time for maybe… tteokbokki?” you say taking a huge pause in between words knowing it’s Hanni’s favorite. “You’re literally the best y/n. But let’s make it quick then.” You guys rush into the store hand in hand and make it to the bakery section.
“Hi, I’m y/n y/l/n, I’m here to pick up a cake for my dad, it should be under my name though” you say getting your card ready. The lady scrolls through her lists of names trying to find yours “ah! Found it. Give me one second and I'll bring it out for you” she says walking away.
After a few minutes she returns with a 3 tier vanilla cake that includes cherries all around it with a prop that says Happy Birthday on top. “Is this the correct one?” the baker says “Yes! Oh my gosh it’s beautiful” you say clapping your hands together. “That will be $99.99” she says as you pull out your card tapping it. “Thank you so much, have a great day” “You as well” You both exchange greetings while you and Hanni walk out of the store.
“This cake literally smells amazing, my mouth is watering just looking at it.” Hanni says while climbing into the backseat. “Well we can’t eat it just yet, but what we can eat…” you say turning towards Hanni “TTEOKBOKKI” you both shout into the car.
Making it to the destination, you both have already ordered and already are eating. “So, did you invite Jaxon to the party tonight?” Hanni asks, shoving rice cakes into her mouth, making you laugh “Yes, yes I did” you say wiping her mouth “And best believe, I’m taking dads advice and making a move. Hopefully he doesn’t embarrass me too much” taking a sip of some of your water “are you kidding me? Dad and embarrassing are like a pb&j, you can’t have one without the other” Hanni says. “You're right I guess” As you and Hanni cut into conversation, drowning everyone else out of the conversation you start to notice the environment around you shift.
You’ve always been an observant person, ever since you were a kid, so noticing the small things was very easy for you. In the restaurant you see a person towards your left twitching. Now come to think of it, the person who handed you your dads cake was also twitching. You let it consume your mind but ultimately decide to put it past you, thinking it’s nothing.
Coming back to your conversation with Hanni she continues to drown your ears out. You laugh and joke and even order some food to take home, you guys like to call it “pre-party food.”
“Hey we should get out of here before it gets too late so we can set up” You say signing the receipt you just paid “yea you’re right” Hanni says getting up from your chair.
The drive back to the house is relaxing except you keep noticing people on the road and even in their cars twitching. Now you really start thinking about it. What the hell could possibly be going on at the moment? Was there like a new drug that hit the streets that you didn’t know about?
You make it back to the house and have Hanni carry the cake inside to find your mom sitting on the couch with a stressed look.
“Hey mom? We’re home, are you ok?” you ask, setting the keys on the counter “Hey baby, yea I’m fine, just worried” walking over to you “For what?” “A whole lot of people cancelled on your dads party at the last minute with no reason. I mean what the hell could be happening right now?” she says, setting her phone down running her hands through her hair. “Hey maybe it was for an important cause like a really bad storm or something” I say comforting her knowing how much this means to her. “Hey let’s turn on the news just to be sure” Hanni says running in with the remote.
You all gather by the couch hoping for something to explain the sudden cancellations. Except that’s not what your family heard at all. Hanni turns on the Tv to a random K-drama when it ultimately stops for an emergency broadcast.
“Good evening ladies and gentlemen. We have started an emergency broadcast to let the people of the Korea Republic know that there has been a massive outbreak of a deadly virus called the Bontana Virus, caused by a poisonous plant when inhaled like marijuana. It has caused people to die and reincarnate as the same person, but become extremely violent. When turned the person would want to bite and kill others who aren't infected. You’re the same within your body but not in mind. It has spread rapidly so please seek shelter and stay out of sight. We wish every individual the best and to stay safe. May God be with us all, good night”
Your whole family sits there in silence, shocked about what you all just heard. But it doesn’t surprise you. You knew there was something wrong with everyone you saw twitching earlier, maybe it was one of the symptoms of this virus, although the news broadcast was very vague and didn’t reveal too many details. In the midst of all that your dad still hasn’t made it home back from work, given he wasn’t off the clock yet, but still that broadcast was everywhere.
“Oh my God, what are we going to do?” Hanni says as she starts crying. Your mom sits there in silence. Like she’s frozen. “Mom? Can you say something” You say, shaking her on the verge of crying too but holding it together for the sake of Hanni. “Mom?” you say once again.
After a few tries of trying to snap your mom out of the haze that she’s in, you suddenly think about your father again. “Oh dad” you say running to grab your phone, but that’s when the door busts open. Your mom finally comes back to reality as your dad bursts through the door.
“Dad? Dad, what's going on? What do we do? Are we going to be okay?” Hanni stresses as she runs towards him to give him a hug. “Babe, we need to get out of here.” You mom says grabbing the keys out of his hands. “No! Mom, did you not just hear the new broadcast? The man said stay in your homes and not to leave” you say taking the key away from her
“y/n, if we stay here we might not make it out alive” your mom says “No, she’s right. We can't leave” You dad says shutting the door.
Both of your parents start to argue about what to do when you start hearing growling coming from the window. You walk closer and take a peak outside and see a hoard of zombies stalking towards your neighborhood.
“Guys” you say signaling for your parents to shut up “Guys” they still aren’t listening to you. “GUYS SHUT THE HELL UP!” You yell, finally snapping them out of their arguing. “I’m not trying to be disrespectful here, but just to warn everyone there's a herd of zombies coming our direction. We need to get out of here.” You say shutting off all the lights in the house to remain unseen.
“Holy shit, everyone go pack a bag as fast as you can and meet me in the garage in 5 minutes, now.” Your dad says urging everyone to move faster. “Ok ok, lets go.” You take Hanni to her room first and stay with her knowing she is probably the most scared. “y/n, what are we going to do? I don’t want to die.” Hanni says full on bawling now. “Hey, look at me. We’re going to be alright. Everything’s going to be ok, no one is dying.” you say wiping her tears trying your best not to break right in front of her. “Pack your things, I’m going right next door to pack my own.” You say finally standing up “Wait y/n, please don’t leave me” Hanni says “I’ll be 2 minutes I promise.” letting go.
Making it to your room you pack the only things that are necessary. Two shirts and pants, pajamas, as many bras and underwear that can fit, toothbrush, deodorant, pad and tampons that should last 2 months, a pair of your good sneakers, and a family portrait on your wall. After putting everything in your bag, run back to Hanni’s room. “Ready?” You ask and you both run downstairs to find your parents blocking off the door. “Hey let’s go, we’re both ready” You say, grabbing the car keys. Your parents let go of the door and a mass wave of zombies flood through. “Oh my God. We have to go now” You say pulling Hanni into the garage.
Everyone gets in the car and your dad starts it when Hanni starts “Wait, dad I left my stuffed animal on the couch.” The car stops and everyone sighs. “Please Hanni theres no way were getting that back” Your mom sighs but your dad starts to open up the door “It’s fine I’ll be in and out” “I’m coming too” You say
You and your dad open the garage door slowly to get back inside and are instantly met with the sound of growling. “Shit” your dad curses. You guys walk farther into the house with all the zombies being in the kitchen. Quietly you speak to your father “Oh I see it” You say reaching to grab it when a zombie grabs your arm and tries to bite it. Your dad doesn't notice not until you say something “Fuck! Dad help” You yelling only attracts more zombies your way.
Your dad rushes over and pulls the first zombie off of you while throwing the stuffed animal in your direction, when another grabs onto him as they start to drag him down.”No Stop! You say pulling them off but it’s too late. One already bites your dad as he yells “Go! Y/N GO NOW” He says screaming as more zombies start to pile on top of him eating him alive. “I love you ok? Take care of your mom and sister” He says, holding his hand out for you to grab.
You grab it for a good second before more and more zombies come flooding in. “Happy birthday dad.” You say crying, gripping on to the stuffed animal as hard as you possibly can. You let go and run out the house back into the garage still crying and shut the door. “I love you kiddo.” That was the last thing he ever said before getting mauled by infected humans.
Running back into the car and into the passenger seat your mom starts to panic. “Where’s your dad? Why are you driving ""Dad’s dead” Is all you say before pulling out the driveway. Zombies outside start banging on the car as you're driving down the street while your moms still ask questions “What? How? He was just here” You mom says with tears streaming down her eyes “He got bit mom. There's nothing we can do” You say as tears are now drying up.
This is when you realized you had to pull it together. The glue of your family had just died right in front of your eyes and obviously your mom is a wreck, you can tell by the way she’s been acting ever since the news broke out. You clearly had to step up and that wouldn’t happen if you spent your time crying over your dad. So you decided to ignore your mom and figure out a way to get out of the city.
You’ve been driving for a whale now and your mom finally got quiet, well quiet enough but she’s still crying.”How could he just die like that, you guys were only gone 3 minutes” she whispers to herself. Finally making it on the highway and it’s a mess. It looks like there are about thirty cars lined up waiting to be let out of the city. “Holy shit” you say putting the car in park because there's no way you guys are making any progress like this.
People are out of their cars because it seems like the coast is clear for now. You open Hanni’s door, jestering her to get out “Hanni come one. I’m pretty sure it’s safe.” You take her hand and lead her to the hood of the car. You guys hop on top while your mom goes off and makes new friends “What are we going to do y/n?” She leans her head on your shoulder. You take a breath and sigh “To be honest, I don’t know. But just know that whatever happens I’ll always be here.” You say, closing your eyes.
An hour passes by and people are tuning their radios trying to see if there's an update from the government, but it's getting late and no progress is being made. People start heading back into their cars to sleep and so does your family. You and Hanni head into the backseat while your mom heads to the front. “Guys it’ll all be fine, I promise” Your mom says finally seeming as she gains some sense.
“I know mom.” You say cuddling with Hanni. It takes a minute but you finally doze off.
It’s been 8 whole hours and the sun starts rising. You’re the first to hear it, the growling. Pushing yourself up you notice almost everyone on the highway is either turned or too far eaten to turn, but the zombies are here now once again, banging on your car trying to get in. You wake up everyone else in a panic.
“MOM GET UP, WE HAVE TO GO” Screaming at her which ultimately wakes up Hanni scared and confused. Your mom rubs her eyes as she sees what’s in front of her. Fear takes over as she just stares at the window. “Mom? What are you doing! You heard y/n” Hanni says now trying to snap her out of this. “We're wasting time mom!” You yell
It’s like your mom had an epiphany, she slowly turns to you and Hanni and says “I’m going to open my car door, and you two are going to run away as fast as possible” she says with one tear streaking down her face. “What?” Hanni says crying
“Mom, what's wrong with you? There's got to be another way” You say taking her hand. “There’s not. I know you're a good kid, you’re going to take such good care of Hanni” Rubbing your face “Theres only one option” She says. “No mom there’s not” you say finally breaking a tear “Yes baby there is, there’s no time left. Take your sister and go.” She practically pushes you away from her as she opens the door and zombies come flooding in. You and Hanni grab your things but just before you leave you grab your moms hands again and exchange a goodbye. “I love you mom” you say letting go and running away with Hanni as zombies start tearing your mom apart.
“I love you guys so much” your moms last words as a zombie rips out of her throat.
Tuesday August 13th, 2024.
It’s been three years, you’re now 19 and Hanni’s 16. You’ve gotten tougher and more firm from the death of your two parents and carrying the weight now. You guys have been surviving on your own bouncing from place to place just to stay alive. Turns out that the outbreak suddenly got worse. More than half of the world was turned at this point. You haven’t seen a person who was actually alive in years and somehow the zombies have evolved. They are faster and smarter, it was so much easier to get caught. You don’t remember the last time you took a shower or brushed your teeth, but all you know is that you have to protect Hanni with your life.
You guys were stranded in an abandoned house struggling to find food for the week. Normally you and Hanni would go hunting for something to eat or even get lucky and find a closed off grocery store that hasn’t been raided by others. “y/n, when can we go hunting? I’m starving” Hanni says, tying up her hair while walking towards you. “You know that it’s not safe right now, but if you’re up for death be my guest” gesturing her up towards the front door. “Fine, I guess we’ll just stay up here forever and starve.” Hanni rolls her eyes.
Since the death of your parents and growing up alone without a parental figure in the apocalypse it changed Hanni. She used to be this sweet charming girl who was so innocent, but now she’s turned into quite the badass with a bit of an attitude. You and her have been training for some time on how to take the zombies down and have gotten really good at it, that’s how you both have stayed alive so long. The only way to take the fuckers down is to attack the brain. Whether that means to stab it, shoot it, or even crush it.
A year after your parents died you and Hanni were stranded and got swarmed by a herd you both were standing on top of a tree stump stabbing the ones you and Hanni could reach, you had no way out. Well that was until a guy with silver hair started charging through the herd killing them one by one, after a while he finally killed them all helping Hanni down first. You immediately put up a shield pulling her back. “Hey no, who the hell are you?” You ask
You’ve heard stories of people taking advantage of the laws that could no longer be in place due to the outbreak plus you’ve seen the movie 28 days later, and we all know how that turned out. So of course my guard was up, for the sake of my sister and me.
“I’m Nicholas.” He says “That’s it? No backstory?” You say getting even more suspicious “Well there's not much to me. I’m a loner. Luckily I finally found someone.” extending his hand out to you. “You’re by yourself? And you know how to kill like that?” “Taught myself, quite easy if you think about it” he says walking away and randomly you and Hanni follow him. “Excuse you, we know how to fight pretty well.” Crossing your arms “Didn’t look like it that much or else you would’ve taken out the herd yourself, no?” Nicholas turns to face you with a smirk on his face.
“Screw you we’re leaving” Hanni says, taking you by the arm “Oops, looks like you’ve made my sister a bit upset” You say giggling. “Better apologize"
“I’m sorry little lady. Mind if I get your name?” Nicholas says holding his arm out again followed by a rude look from Hanni “First I’m 16, so I’m not little. Second, I will decide when you can get my name. Both of our names.” She says sticking out her tongue. “Yea real mature miss I’m 16” You laugh at her. “Well it looks like I have to tag along to get you names” Nicholas says testing the waters between you two “I guess so, Nicholas.”
Nicholas stayed with you guys for about 6 months. He taught you everything you know. How to fight and scavenge for food. He’s the reason why you’re so good at it now. He became like a brother to you and Hanni especially with being 2 years older. You could count on him for everything.
One day he wanted to go scout for some water by himself which wasn’t odd so you didn’t think too much of it until he never showed back up again, you just assumed he got bit and turned, wouldn’t be the first time it happened to someone close to you. Yes it hurt but you just had to push it aside and move on. All you needed was your sister.
“ Hanni I think the coast is clear, we can leave now” You say grabbing your knife “Thank God” she says standing up walking out the house with you. You guys enter the woods closest to the house being as silent as possible.
“Hey Hanni, tap my shoulder if you see any deer or bear we can kill” Shoving her behind you. “Okay” she says. You guys both trace the woods quietly searching for an animal to kill.
It’s been over 30 minutes and you guys still haven’t found anything, so Hanni decides she wants a break. “y/n, I need a break, i’m exhausted” she says putting down her knife and sitting on a log about 3 feet away from you. “Ok, I guess that’s fine, but don't leave your knife. Just in case.” You say because it’s never wrong to be cautious. “No it’s fine I promise.” She reassures you. “Ok..” You are still cautious but decide to push it past you.
You continue walking farther from Hanni to see if you can still find something, then you finally spot a deer drinking water from a most likely toxic river. “Gotcha.” You say walking closer, knife in your hand ready to strike. “Oh Hanni is going to be so happy.” growing in excitement.
When you finally reach the deer you hear a crippling scream, Hanni.
You run faster than you ever have in your life trying to reach your sister. “Hanni! Hanni! What happened?” You finally reach her. She sits there crying, pulling out her arm to show you her bite. Your heart sinks “No, Hanni please tell me that’s not real” You say tears are already falling down your face. “I’m so sorry y/n.” Hanni says with a choked sob.
You rush over and pull her in, “No baby, it’s not your fault, don’t you dare blame yourself.” You take her in your arms and stroke her hair while you both just cry, not caring if a zombie hears.
“y/n, I need you to listen to me” Hanni says, pushing your hair back. “No, please Hanni don’t say anything.” You just continue to cry hoping that what happened isn’t true, what were you going to do without your sister? “No, you need to listen.” This time she says sitting back up. “You have to kill me. You can’t let me turn, I won’t allow it. You know that.” she says drying up her tears creating a serious face. “Hanni, you know I can’t do that.” you say still crying a mess. “I know, you can. You’re a strong girl and you’re going to do so well for yourself. I believe you can do it, so please, as my dying wish, please kill me.” She says tears are now forming again.
“Oh Hanni, you’re such a big girl now. You might even be more mature than me.” You say messaging her hair. “Learned from the best,” She says giggling.
“I remember when you were ten and we went to go see the avengers movies together, you cried your eyes out like a baby. You were always my baby.” You say “I will always be your baby y/n. Even when I’m not here I’ll always be.”
You guys sit there for a bit reminiscing on old memories before the outbreak. Laughing, crying, and trolling each other. You knew that nothing could compare to this moment, but you knew what was waiting for you. After a while, Hanni starts wincing, like she’s in pain.
You knew it was time.
“y/n, I think i’m starting to turn” Hanni says, holding her bite on her arm in pain. “ I know honey, I know.” you say.
You start to pull out your knife from your belt buckle aligning it with her head. “y/n, I want you to live for mom, dad, and me. Continue your life and don;t hold yourself over this. It was never your fault, just a silly accident that happened, like normal. Don’t beat yourself up.” she says, placing her head against your lap preparing herself.
“I’ll do it for you.” you say. You start the line up about to push in “I love you y/n, thank you for taking care of me all this time.” Hanni says.
“I love you too Hanni”
That’s when she closes her eyes and you push the knife in, Hanni lets out a gasp then the life in her dies. It feels like you stabbed your own heart. You let out a silent sob holding her head kissing her temple.
That’s when you lost all your humanity.
Monday, May 18th, 2026
It’s been almost two years since you lost all the light in your life. You’ve become a depressed mess, thinking about ending your life all the time, but you continue to live up to Hanni’s promise. Everyday you wake up and do a daily stroll for resources. You eat, sleep, and repeat. You’ve tried so hard to fill that hole in your heart but it's so hard too because your family was your whole world.
Sitting on a broken tree branch in a random neighborhood you sink in your thoughts. You start to hear a car engine but think you’ve gone crazy so you push it past and walk away and eventually you stop hearing the engine “Maybe I am crazy” You whisper to yourself, then all of a sudden you hear a voice.
“Hello?”
What. The. Fuck.
Hello guys!!! Welcome to my first written fic, I plan to do so much with the is fic I have the first 10 chapters planned out. If this randomly appeared on your feed please give it a chance🥹 it would mean the world to me. With summer coming up we should have an upload at least two times a week so stay tuned (just have to get through finals week) Anyways that’s all🧘🏾♀️
COLD PURSUIT ──.୨ৎ hyung line one shot
The campus rumors said the ice girls were more than just a cheer squad—they were the hockey team’s private tradition. You’d always dismissed the gangbang myth as just locker room bravado until you make the team and find out it’s very, very real.
minors do not interact
pairing ── hyung line x afab reader
word count ── 12k
content tags/warnings ── hockey team dynamic, ice girls are the cheerleaders of the hockey team, social hierarchy, college dorm life, physical overstimulation, non-consensual caretaking (aftercare), exhaustion, manipulative power dynamics, non-con/dub-con, choking/breath play (implied), rough handling, marking/bruising, objectification, slut shaming, loss of consciousness, secret society/fraternity like behavior, and heavy psychological tension. not a love story!
nene’s note ── this ended up being longer than i had expected that why it took a minute before i posted it. shoutout to @sunishake for giving me the green light to finally finish editing it and post! as you know i loveeeee feedback! enjoyyyy <333 drop a 🏒 if you loveeee zoya cause i do!
nsfw tags under the cut
loyal puppy — sjy
SUMMARY: Ever since your boyfriend Jake transformed from his nerdy high-school self into the university's star football player, you've become everything you thought you’d never be. Jealous. Anxious. Clingy. But Jake really doesn't mind your newfound possessiveness. He encourages it, even. So when he defies expectations again to star in a musical with a stunning costar, you spiral. Now, the “lowkey” relationship you once insisted on gets jeopardized under the weight of your own insecurities.
PAIRING: popular!jake x fem!reader
WORD COUNT: 26k+
GENRE: secret!relationship au, university!au, grumpy gf x sunshine bf (?), smut, angst, fluff, some toxic themes
WARNINGS: mdni, nsfw, porn with plot, tsundere!reader, lowkey crazy!reader, whipped!Jake, lowkey masochist!bf Jake, switch!Jake, emotional constipation, he want that cookie bad, jealousy, avoidancy, football = soccer, unsafe/unprotected sex, cursing, sweat, dacryphilia, storage closet sex, lots of biting/marking, 69, cumplay, jewelry play, begging, failed pull-out method, creampie, squirting, lmk if i missed anything
A/N: Not to pick a favorite child but… I loved writing this fic so much.
ya this is prob one of the best fics i’ve ever read. i’m inlove🧘🏾♀️
loyal puppy — sjy
SUMMARY: Ever since your boyfriend Jake transformed from his nerdy high-school self into the university's star football player, you've become everything you thought you’d never be. Jealous. Anxious. Clingy. But Jake really doesn't mind your newfound possessiveness. He encourages it, even. So when he defies expectations again to star in a musical with a stunning costar, you spiral. Now, the “lowkey” relationship you once insisted on gets jeopardized under the weight of your own insecurities.
PAIRING: popular!jake x fem!reader
WORD COUNT: 26k+
GENRE: secret!relationship au, university!au, grumpy gf x sunshine bf (?), smut, angst, fluff, some toxic themes
WARNINGS: mdni, nsfw, porn with plot, tsundere!reader, lowkey crazy!reader, whipped!Jake, lowkey masochist!bf Jake, switch!Jake, emotional constipation, he want that cookie bad, jealousy, avoidancy, football = soccer, unsafe/unprotected sex, cursing, sweat, dacryphilia, storage closet sex, lots of biting/marking, 69, cumplay, jewelry play, begging, failed pull-out method, creampie, squirting, lmk if i missed anything
A/N: Not to pick a favorite child but… I loved writing this fic so much.
"NO, SHE'S MINE." ─ 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗃𝗒. + 𝗅𝗁𝗌. (TEASER)
!! pairing: heeseung and jake x female reader
synopsis: it was all fun and games having the two biggest heartthrobs on campus chasing after you. jake the steady one who showed up, who waited, who looked at you like you were the only thing that made sense. and heeseung the wild one who teased, who pushed, who looked at you like he was trying to figure out what was underneath. two boys. four years. and you, stuck in the middle, never choosing, never needing to. until you had to.
!! genre: college au, fluff, crack, smut + suggestive, etc.
warnings: smut (mdni), love triangle, mutual pining, jealousy, possessive behavior, alcohol consumption, soft dom + sub jake , dom heeseung, switch reader, threesome, pet names, dirty talk, oral, piv, more to be added...
!! estimated wc: 20-25k
!! taglist: is open yayy and everyone who was on the tl for the smau i'll js transfer u guys here but if u dont wanna be tagged js lmk no problem!!
a/n: super excited to share this with u guys I've been working on this plot for month's js in smau format but had a hard time coming out with chapters which led me to make it a fic luckily i didn't have to plan it out much js kind of wrote wtv ive alr planned i plan to release this sometime on thursday i hope u guys look forward to it cs i have indeed been loosing sleep for this :') anyways love yall lots!!! enjoy the little snippet!!!
my girl peen hard already
i miss the times where I‘d look up heeseung edits and a tear would run down my thigh instead of my face