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Okay walk with me… sex demon hoseok with this exact outfit
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lily ★. isfj. multifandom. hobi ᰔ. libra. she/her. bts, ethel cain, and ariana grande fanatic 𑣲୨ৎ. tim burton movie obsessed. #1 corpse bride rewatcher.
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can a heart still break once it’s stopped beating?
daywalkers. ݁ᛪ༙꩜ - h. jung.
genre: zombie apocalypse! au, slight angst, married au, smut
pairing: husband! hoseok x fem. reader
summary: the apocalypse is at a all time high, you and your family are just trying to make it through day by day. but as time drags on, and storms arise, it’s harder and harder to hold on to what will inevitably slip through your fingers.
word count: 8,846
contains: MAJOR cliffhanger, zombies, oral (f. receiving), missionary, dirty talk, cumming inside, i lowkey just wanted to write an apocalypse story with slight smut LOL
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It'd been six weeks.
Nearly over a month that it'd been like this.
The life you knew it, was all changed forever.
Who knew an actual zombie apocalypse would happen? You certainly didn't and neither did your husband.
News anchors afraid to report on the issue in fear of getting eaten or attacked, and some did, on live tv.
Big wounding gashes on people, some died, others turned into zombies. The slow walking staggering, flesh eating, dead people.
It felt like the walls were caving in, your kids were scared. You didn't know if life as you knew it would go back to normal.
Would it ever? You could hear zombies roaming around everywhere, no more traffic, no more nothing, traffic had been replaced with the sounds of gurgling zombies, screaming people, and car alarms.
You sat at the window with a cup of tea, deep in thought, it nearly 7 AM. Your house was boarded up tight and you kept your weapons on hand by the door, you strongly advised your children to not touch it.
You didn't know when this would end, you didn't know how you'd even leave town. Was it a worldwide phenomenon or just town wide? 100 miles radius wide?
How much- "Mommy," Your youngest child, Yunseok spoke, his small hand tugging gently at the edge of your shirt and shaking you out of your deep thoughts. "We're ready."
You placed your cup of tea down and nodded, offering him a small tired smile before you followed him into the kitchen. It was your oldest's birthday today. Mira was turning 10, you couldn't contain the guilt you had that her birthday was happening in this mess. You and Hoseok had no gifts for her and it was certainly too dangerous to go out and buy cake.
So one singular cookie you guys had left, and a small candle. It was sad, but atleast it was something. She was standing at the table with the chocolate chip cookie infront of her on the table, Hoseok tried his best to sink the candle down into the cookie without it falling.
As the world crashed and burned outside, atleast you four had this quiet moment. The lighter flickered on and Hoseok very carefully lit the candle. "You guys ready?" He asked you and Yunseok. The both of you nodded and you sang happy birthday to the sad but brave daughter of yours.
She was disappointed it had to be like this, but you and Hoseok raised her up to be grateful. When you had all finished, she leaned forward and Hoseok gently pulled her long black hair back so it wouldn't get in the way as she took a moment to make a wish and blow out her candle.
Call it mother's intuition, but you could tell she was wishing for the apocalypse to be over and life as we knew it to return.
"Happy birthday, kid. Proud of you. When this is all over, we'll celebrate again, okay?" Hoseok spoke, hugging your daughter.
"When will this be over?" She frowned which made Hoseok frown himself. He pulled back and crouched down to her level.
"I don't know baby, but when it is and it will be, we'll all celebrate again. But as for today, we still can, isn't that right? What about I braid your hair and then you and Yunseok make a blanket fort? Hmm? How's that sound?" Hoseok said.
Yunseok practically beamed at this idea, nearly jumping up and down. "Yeah! I wanna make a blanket fort!"
Mira's smile flickered onto her lips and she nodded. "Can you even braid, Dad?"
"Can I braid? Watch me. They used to call me the hair braider in high school." Hoseok smirked as they all migrated into the living room. Mira taking her cookie with her as she walked and chewed.
Yunseok snorted at Hoseok's words. "Top 10 things that never happened." The little boy said which made you chuckle.
When they got there, Hoseok sat down on the carpeted floor with his legs crossed and beckoned for Mira to sit down infront of him. Y'all's cable thankfully still worked, and it was very much needed to watch and keep up with the news. You kept the volume low just incase zombies did attempt to attack.
You sat nearby and watched as your family bonded, and caught yourself smiling. The sentiment nice despite what was going on outside. Yunseok decided to get a head start on making the blanket fort.
Hoseok carefully handled Mira's hair, attempting (miserably) at braiding it. The girl sits patiently as he does it and watches the news on the small tv on the low volume.
The news is background noise at this point. The news anchor on the tv says, "Officials continue urging residents to remain indoors. The evacuation centers are almost at full capacity. Military checkpoints are being established, and soldiers should arrive in town by tomorrow morning."
Yunseok was also focused on the woman on the television's words as he slowly made his blanket fort. "Can Grandma come here?" The boy asks innocently.
Silence. You and Hoseok share a look.
"Baby, Grandma's too far." You told him.
Yunseok nodded quietly. The gears turning in his head. "When the zombies are gone, she'll visit."
"I'm sure." Hoseok answers.
Hoseok continues "braiding" for a few minutes then puts his hands down. "Ta-da! All braided."
Yunseok pads over and giggles. "That does not look like a braid."
Mira looks at her hair in the television reflection. "Dad… this is more like a knot."
You try and hold in your laughter watching the interaction. "It's… still… something?" Hoseok says.
"You were NOT a hair braider in high school." Mira says as Yunseok is set on making his blanket fort in the background.
"Hey now, I did my best." Hoseok laughs then turns his attention to Yunseok. "You want me to help?" Hoseok moves a cushion a little to the left and Yunseok retaliates.
"No, no! This blanket goes here! Not there." The boy says and adjusts it.
"Buddy, that's the couch cushion." Hoseok speaks and Yunseok nods proudly. "Exactly."
He patches it up, putting the blanket on top of the cushions to make it more tent like. "It's zombie proof."
Hoseok chuckles and plays along. "Yes, military grade engineering. Very sturdy."
Mira rolls her eyes. "It's literally falling over."
You chuckle and agree. "It's like the three little pigs and the bad wolf, one huff and the whole thing will fall down."
"They don't know what they're talking about, do they, Yunseok?" Hoseok says to the boy who immediately nods.
"Yeah, you guys stay out there and get ate by zombies. Me and dad are smart." Yunseok says, sure of himself as he cozies into the fort and Hoseok tries his best to hunker down into the small fort beside him.
"Okay I wanna be in the fort though too.." Mira pouts and Hoseok smiles softly and beckons her to come get in with them, she happily runs over and crawls in with them.
You smile softly as you admire your little family. "While you guys have fun in there, I'm gonna clean up outside, okay?"
"Be careful." Hoseok says strictly.
You nod. "I will."
As you walk away from the living room and near the front door, the rifle you and Hoseok kept stayed right there. You slipped on some shoes onto your bare feet and grabbed a broom. You peeked out the window very carefully and it was desolate.
The water had been cut, so you guys were surviving on a pack of bottled water and rain water you were collecting in a bucket outside on the porch. You opened the door quietly and closed it carefully behind you.
You saw all the broken glass and trash on the porch from zombies bashing in other nearby house or car windows, you carefully swept up the glass and just as you were finishing up, you saw a familiar face across the street outside as well.
Your neighbor, Mr. Harrison. He'd gave you guys some extra supplies he had before, and he always liked to teach Yunseok magic tricks. He saw you outside too, but was weary of making too much noise.
He raised his hand up, as a silent way of saying hello to you, and you returned the action.
He looked both ways before quickly but carefully crossing the street to come up to your porch. "Hey." He greeted as he walked closer.
"Hey, how goes?" You ask to which he nods, his hands in his front pockets.
"It's alright. I mean how good can it be? We're literally in an apocalypse. But, how about you? How are you and the family holding up?" He asks you.
You hold onto the stick of the broom with one hand and put your other hand on your hip. "We're okay. Today's my oldest's birthday so they're inside quietly making blanket forts. I just needed to clean up out here."
"I heard they're establishing military checkpoints." Mr. Harrison speaks.
"Yeah, I saw that too. Hopefully it helps." You reply.
"God only knows. They're setting up a food bank tomorrow, so maybe we can all go together for safety. I have weapons we can defend ourselves with if you guys don't have any." He speaks.
"Thank you. We have a rifle and a few other guns as well, that sounds like a good idea I'll definitely mention it to Hoseok." You say.
"Alright then, see you tomorrow. You guys stay safe." He nods and begins slowly making his way back across the street to his house.
"You too!" You say and Mr. Harrison slowly disappears back across the street and into his yard.
You carefully dispose of the broken glass and bring the bucket of rain water inside the house, you board the door back up and lock it up tight.
"Were you talking to someone outside?" Hoseok asks, peering up at you from inside the blanket fort still with Yunseok sitting on Hoseok's side.
"Yeah, it was just Mr. Harrison. He said they're establishing a food bank tomorrow and if we all wanted to go together for safety." You tell him as you sit the heavy bucket down in the kitchen.
"That sounds good- Ow! Yunseok, that is my rib!" Hoseok winces.
"Sorry." The younger boy giggles.
"Okay guys, we have this big bucket of rain water, and between us we are going to very sparingly use it to wash our hair. Okay?" You tell them, and Yunseok and Mira immediately pay attention and nod to your words.
"Okay, get off your dad and come over here please." You smile soft and Yunseok and Mira pad over quickly.
"Okay, go put on some clothes that you won't mind getting wet and then meet me in the bathroom." You tell them and the two run off in the direction of their bedrooms.
You headed to the bathroom and grabbed the shampoo, when your two children ran into the bathroom a few minutes later wearing old clothes, you instructed what to do, you got a empty cup to dip into the rain water and you got them to sit down on the shower floor.
You showed Mira how to wash her brother's hair, and while they cleaned up, you and Hoseok went to talk.
"So, the food bank tomorrow? Are we sure that's safe?" Hoseok says, his concerned tired brown eyes searching your face.
"I mean, we need more food sooner than later. Plus, Jim said he'll go with us and he has weapons too. With our weapons and his, I think we should be okay." You tell him, hoping to ease his worries.
Hoseok nods. "I just don't want you or the kids getting hurt, or worse, bit or infected."
"We won't, Hobi. Look how well Mira and Yunseok stick close to each other." You tell him and nod your head towards the shower floor where Mira lathered her younger brother's head with shampoo.
Yunseok sputtered and slightly shook his head like a wet dog. "You got water in my ear!"
Mira snickered. "Good."
"Good? Why good?" He pouted.
"Cause maybe it'll wash your brain." She giggled.
You chuckled as the two went back and forth and you leaned your head on your husband's shoulder. He wrapped his arms around you as you two admired the life you'd built together, despite the circumstances right now.
Dusk was soon upon them all, and you and Hoseok were tucking your two children into bed. You had them share the same bed and put flashlights on their bedside table so incase of emergency evacuation it'd be easier and quicker to gather everyone up.
Yunseok's small hand reached for the flashlight and switched it on, aiming it at the dark wall. He put his hand up. "Look! I'm making a bird."
Mira giggled and made a peace sign with her two fingers. "I'm making a bunny."
"My bird easily solos your stupid bunny." Yunseok laughed.
"Bunnies are bigger than birds!" She argued.
Hoseok laughed. "Okay, okay. No more bunny and bird shadow puppets." He took the flashlight and switched it off, placing it back on their wooden bedside table.
You pulled the cover up to them and tucked it in. "Okay, you know the routine. What was good thing that happened today?"
Ever since the apocalypse, you all started this tradition to answer something good that happened that day so they wouldn't lose hope. The world seemed really dark right now, and you wanted your kids to still be optimistic.
"Dad made a terrible braid in Mira's hair." Yunseok chuckled which made everyone laugh.
"C'mon, it wasn't that bad." Hoseok says.
"It was." Mira giggled.
"Okay fine. And you?" He asks.
Mira looks around and thinks for a moment before she says, "My one good thing is we're all together."
You softened at your daughter's words, the room fell into comfortable silence and shared love between the four of you.
"And… Mommy actually smiled today. She laughed at the braid and Yuni's blanket fort." Mira said, turning towards you.
You nodded. "Yeah. As long as we're all together, I think we'll be okay."
Hoseok gets up from the bed and kisses them each on the forehead. You follow soon, standing up.
"Get some rest you two, and happy birthday, Mira." You smile at them, before crossing the room with Hoseok and closing the bedroom door and you and Hoseok made your way down the hall to your bedroom.
You and Hoseok closed your door halfway and pulled the covers back, crawling into bed.
"I really hope the military helps when they arrive tomorrow morning." You tell him as you lay in bed together.
"They will. They have to." Hoseok responds, he turns on his side and wraps his arms around you, to which you return the gesture.
"Goodnight. I love you."
"Goodnight. I love you too."
When you woke up, everything was hazy from waking from deep sleep, but you heard sniffling and crying beside your bed.
Hoseok snapped up too, he sat up in bed instantly at the sound and looked around to spot a sniffling sad Yunseok beside the bed.
"Dad… you and Mira were eaten by zombies and I had to watch, and.." Yunseok sniffled, hyperventilating between words.
Nightmare.
"Hey, hey." Hoseok says softly, his voice rough from sleep but he reaches for the boy, hugging him. "It's okay. It was just a nightmare."
"What if they get you?" Yunseok hiccups, his breathing heavy as he sobbed.
"Shhh, I'm going to do everything I can to make sure that never ever happens. We're safe." Hoseok promises the fear ridden boy.
"But… what if.." Yunseok sniffles.
"I don't know what's going to happen tomorrow. But I'm gonna be right here tonight, okay?" He tells him and Yunseok nods, rubbing his teary eye.
Hoseok wipes the rest of Yunseok's tears off his face with his thumbs. "Do you want me to go to your room with you? Show you nothing's here?"
Yunseok nodded and Hoseok gets out of bed carefully, holding Yunseok's small hand as they walk down the hall to his bedroom.
Yunseok crawls into the bed and Hoseok tucks him back in before crouching on the floor and laying down beside Yunseok and Mira's bed.
"The floor looks uncomfortable." Yunseok states.
"Yeah, it is." Hoseok chuckles.
"You can sleep in my bed." Yunseok offers.
"I was hoping you'd may say that." Hoseok says before standing up and Yunseok scoots over to make room.
Hoseok crawls in and wraps his arms around Yunseok. "Get some rest. No zombies here."
When the morning light filtered through the windows, the next time everyone was woken up, was by a banging by the door.
You sat up in the empty bed since Hoseok was in Yunseok and Mira's room. Your heart mimicked the banging on the door in your chest. Was that a zombie?
You slipped on shoes and quickly walked out of the bedroom and when you did, Hoseok met you there by coming out of the kid's bedroom alone. He was woke up by it too.
"What is that?" You quietly ask Hoseok.
"I don't know. Grab the rifle." Hoseok speaks back. He had closed the kid's bedroom door and you two slowly and carefully made your way to the front door.
The banging was right there close up now, right in your ears. You grabbed the rifle and quickly checked the ammo.
Hoseok carefully pulled back a curtain only halfway to see outside. Then he let it fall and sighed in relief. "It's not a zombie."
You looked at him confused. "It's not?"
"No." Hoseok shook his head and opened the door. "Seokjin, what are you doing here? Quickly come in."
Seokjin quickly walked inside the house and Hoseok closed the door behind him, locking and boarding it back up. You placed the rifle back down by the door.
"Zombies tore my house piece by piece. I don't know how I got out alive." Seokjin speaks. He was Hoseok's older brother who lived on the other side of town.
"How'd you get here?" You ask him.
"I literally ran all the way. I had to stop for breath and to hide a few times, but it took me like only two hours." Seokjin tells them.
"Here, sit." You tell him and get one of the bottles of water you guys stored and unscrewed the lid and handed it to him.
Seokjin sits at the table and takes a long drink of the water. "Thank you." He says when he finally swallows it.
"Here, stay here with us. You can crash on the couch. We have this place pretty much boarded up." Hoseok tells him.
"Thank you, so much. I owe you guys one." He tells the both of you.
Yunseok stumbles out of his bedroom, rubbing his eyes with Mira following closely behind him. "Uncle Jin?" The boy asks sleepily.
Seokjin smiles and opened his arms. "There he is."
Yunseok's smile creeped up onto his face and he ran straight into his uncle's arms. Wrapping his arms around the tall man.
Seokjin grunted as he caught him. "Since when did you weigh a hundred pounds?"
"I'm only eight and a half." Yunseok tells him confidently.
"And a half? Your birthday is in three months, you're eight." You chuckle.
"Hey, c'mon mom that's close enough." Seokjin tells you, vouching for his nephew playfully.
Mira walked over to the two of them and stood there. "I thought zombies got you."
"They almost did." Seokjin said, holding his finger up and shaking it, but then he leaned closer to the girl and lowered his voice dramatically. "But then I remembered."
"Remembered what?" Mira asked, confused as she tilted her head.
"I'm incredibly handsome."
Yunseok frowned. "How does that help?"
"It distracts them." Seokjin tells him, poking the younger boy's side to make him laugh.
Mira snorted. "No it doesn't."
"It absolutely does-" Seokjin went on with the two kids, as that faded into the background, you and Hoseok were scavenging the kitchen, using the very little food you had left to make breakfast.
"Good, now that Jin's here, he can stay with the kids while you and I go to the food bank with Harrison." You tell Hoseok as you use the very little pancake mix you had left.
"Yeah. That is a good idea." Hoseok agrees.
You poured the mix into a pan to cook it, the sound of the mix sizzling against the pan and the chatter of your family in the background made life almost seem normal again.
"Uncle Jin, play with us." Yunseok insists, tugging on Seokjin's dirty sleeve from his earlier escape from zombies.
"Okay. What do you guys wanna play?" Seokjin asks, looking between the two.
"Can we draw?" Mira asks.
"Oh yes, I'm an AMAZING artist. Just ask your dad." Jin insists, nodding towards Hoseok.
Hoseok looks towards the kids and silently shakes his head and makes a face. As in saying, 'he's full of shit'.
The three drew on paper with what was left of Yunseok's school crayons on torn out notebook paper on the kitchen table.
Yunseok burst out laughing at Jin's drawing of a zombie. "It looks like Dad!"
Hoseok raised an eyebrow as he brought a plate of food for the two kids over to the table. "Excuse me?" He asked as he set the plates down.
Before anyone could say another word, a very loud electronic tone came through from the living room TV.
Every head turned towards the TV, and you quickly turned the stove off and ran towards it, turning the tv volume up.
The weather anchor appeared on the tv screen.
"The National Weather Service has issued a severe thunderstorm warning that will reach this county by the next hour and is in effect until late afternoon. If you are in this area, you need to reach shelter in a basement or a small windowless room effective immediately."
You and Hoseok share a worried look. The food bank.
"I'm scared of thunder." Yunseok frowned.
"It's just a little storm. Thunder can't hurt you, it's just loud." Seokjin promises him.
"We can make another blanket fort if you want Yuni, and if it gets bad we can relocate it to the basement." Mira tells him and Yunseok nods.
You and Hoseok meet in the kitchen to talk. "What are we gonna do? If the storm hits and we can't get out, we won't be able to get food, and we're already almost out. I had enough to feed the kids and only a little for us three. Not to mention everyone will be raiding the food bank because of the storm and there will be nothing left. We need to get Jim and go now." You tell him matter of factly, anxious and trying to get a game plan together.
"No. I'll go. It's better if one of us goes incase we get caught in the storm, or worse, if more zombies emerge." Hoseok tells you, already pulling his jacket over his shoulders and his arms through the long sleeves.
"Hoseok." You scold, stepping closer.
"Don't worry. I'll get Harrison and we'll be together." He tells you, hoping to ease your worried mind.
"Be safe. Take this," You tell him, going to the locked kitchen drawer and discreetly unlocking and opening it. You pulled out the small revolver and pushed it to his chest.
Hoseok nodded and secures the gun in the holster on his pants. "Save me a pancake." He picked up an empty backpack so he could bring food back with him in it.
"Be safe. Seriously." You tell him and step closer and press a soft lingering kiss on his lips. "If you take too long, Jin's eating yours."
"I will." He promises then chuckles at your comment. "He wouldn't dare."
"Watch me!" Jin calls from the kitchen table and you two chuckle.
"Guess I better hurry then." Hoseok says and unlocks the door and heads across the street to get Mr. Harrison and head to the food bank. You watch out the sliver of the curtain before letting it fall.
"Mommy, where's Dad going?" Yunseok asks you.
"The food bank. To gather us some food before the storm hits."
You clean up after the kids when they're done eating, and you and Jin ate the rest of the little food you had. "Can I help, Mommy?" Your daughter asked sweetly.
"Well, all I need to do is wash dishes, baby." You tell her and instruct her on how to do it, you used one of the last water bottles you had to do it.
"Do you think Dad will bring cereal?" Yunseok asks as he briefly looks up from his coloring.
"Maybe." You answer him.
"What about chocolate cereal?" Yunseok questions.
You laugh. "Maybe baby, if he finds any."
As you and Mira finish up the rest of washing the dishes, and Jin and Yunseok color, you finish cleaning up the kitchen and urge her to go start building another blanket fort with her younger brother.
She runs off to the kitchen table and leads Yunseok into the living room to begin building again.
Jin walks closer to you. "Thanks… for letting me stay."
You looked up from wiping water from where some of the water from the bottle spilled. "Jin, you didn't even have to ask."
Jin let out a quiet laugh. "Still. Means a lot."
"You're family." You tell him and fold the dish towel up and place it neatly on the counter.
You and him share a small smile and quiet moment between the two before Jin's head whips over to look at the kids building the fort. You stood beside him and tilted your head as you watched yourself.
"They've handled all of this better than most adults." Jin comments.
You nodded. "They shouldn't have to."
Silence stretched between you at the weight and honesty of your words.
"No," Jin agreed softly. "They shouldn't."
"It's weird."
"What is?" You ask, watching him lean against the counter with his arms crossed.
"For a second," He glanced towards the kid laughing inside the blanket fort, flashing their flashlights at each other. "It almost feels normal again."
You smiled sadly. "Almost."
As if the sky had overheard the conversation, a low rumble of thunder rolled across the neighborhood.
The room fell quiet for a moment. The house grows darker.
You glance at the clock. Hoseok should be finishing up by now anyway.
The rain started slow, just a few taps on the roof. You were thankful that Mira was distracting Yunseok from the thunder inside the blanket fort, and Jin was in the kitchen with you still, small talk conversation.
As time dragged on, Jin asks:
"How long has he been gone?" He was referring to Hoseok.
You check the clock. "About forty minutes."
He nods. "Food bank's probably crowded."
You scoff and agree. "Yeah, can you imagine."
Jin says that to reassure you, but he looks toward the sliver of the outside from the part that wasn't boarded up on the window.
Between time passing on and on, the wind increasingly picking up outside and thunder getting louder, and Yunseok's very constant periodic "Is Dad home yet?" questions. You were slowly starting to internally worry.
Rain started to pound the roof, some boards banged against the house. You go to check outside the window. Nothing. Deserted. Isolated. No one to be seen except the heavy violent downpour of rain on the roads and the trees whipping from the harsh wind.
You walk back to the kitchen, but then go right back to check the window again.
Nothing. Still.
You pace a little then go to the boarded locked down front door. Your hand hovers wanting to unlock and unboard it to look outside. But you stop yourself. If he was out there, you would hear him. You retreat defeatedly back to the kitchen.
You try and distract yourself and tidy the kitchen, mess with things that were already clean. Jin notices, he'd been watching the entire time. But he doesn't say anything.
Mira ran up to you after being cozied up in the blanket fort. "Mommy, do we have another battery? One of our flashlights died."
You didn't hear her. You were deep in thought, thinking the worse and chewing on your nail.
Mira tilts her head and then tugs on your sleeve. "Mommy…"
You snap out of your daze and quickly straighten your posture and look down at her. "Yeah, baby?"
"You're worried." She frowns.
You force a smile and quickly shake your head. "No, I'm okay. What did you say now? A battery?"
She nods and Jin goes to keep Yunseok company while you and Mira search for a spare battery, when you find it, you pop the compartment on the flashlight open and take the old dead battery out, and place the new one in and snap it back up. You hand it to her proudly.
She smiles and runs back to the fort, clamoring in with her brother and uncle.
You took a deep breath, you realized you were gripping the counter far too tight. He'd be back soon. You had to stop freaking out.
The storm probably just delayed it, he's-
BANG BANG BANG
Thudding on the door. You flinch and your heart kickstarts. Thank God.
Everyone heard it, everyone was alert. Jin quietly advised the kids to stay where they were and he got up and walked over with you.
You peered outside the window, expecting it to be your husband. But it was someone very unexpected.
Two soldiers.
There was a military truck parked in the front yard.
You and Jin share a confused look before you swing the door open. "Hello." You greet.
"Hi, ma'am. We're evacuating this whole neighborhood before the storm gets worse. It's attracting more zombies specifically to this area. How many live here?" The first soldier tells you and Jin.
"Me, my husband, our two children, and his brother here is staying with us as well." You tell them.
"Okay, if you could gather them all up, we need to leave. Quickly." One of the soldier states.
"We're waiting for my husband." You immediately tell them. "He's just at the food bank- He'll be back anytime." You reassure.
"We're locating families into local off grid safe houses, the zombie threat is getting worse and the storm is just pulling them in." The soldier tells you.
"I see. If you wanna come inside, my husband will be back anytime." You tell them.
The second soldier looks to the sky, the thunder rolling in the distance. "Ma'am."
"No." You answer immediately and strictly. "We can't. My husband is coming back."
The soldiers look at eachother before deflating and surrendering. "Okay. We'll come in and wait."
You step aside and let them cross the threshold into your house and you lock and board the door back up.
The soldiers stand in the kitchen, Yunseok and Mira anxiously peer at them through the blanket fort, all you can see of them is their anxious eyes.
"I'm Sergeant Daniel Carter." The first soldier tells you, holding his hand out for you and Jin to shake which the both of you do. "And this is Private Eli Brooks." The sergeant nods to his partner who also then proceeds to shake the both of you's hands.
"I'm Y/N Jung, this is Seokjin Kim. Mira, Yunseok, come greet these soldiers please! They don't bite." You call for your kids who obey and slowly come out of the blanket fort and into the kitchen, gazing up at the two suited up men.
"This is my daughter, Mira, and my son Yunseok." You introduce them, placing each hand on both of their shoulders.
"How old are you guys?" The sergeant asks.
"I just turned 10." Mira says.
"Wow. Just stepped into the double digits. How about you, buddy?" He tells Mira then turns to Yunseok.
"Eight and a half." Yunseok speaks shyly.
The camouflaged man smiled. "Eight and a half, huh? That's important."
Yunseok nodded and Daniel glanced toward the living room. "Pretty impressive setup you have." He tells them.
Yunseok brightens a little. "Yeah, it's zombie proof."
Daniel raises his eyebrows. "Really?"
"Mhm." Yunseok nods.
"What if they come through the roof?" The soldier points out and Yunseok gasps then goes deep in thought for a moment.
"They don't climb." He says, crossing his small arms.
Daniel nods carefully. "Good point." And Eli cracks a smile.
Mira glances at Eli's keychain. "Is that a dinosaur on your keys?"
The private softens and looks down at it and nods. "Yeah, my little sister gave it to me actually. As a good luck charm."
Mira nods. "It's cute."
You all sat together in the kitchen, you got the two soldiers some of the scarce water you had saved. Everyone sat around, just waiting for Hoseok.
As everyone interacts and talks, the storm is still raging outside. Yunseok ended up falling asleep on Jin's shoulder out of exhaustion.
Mira got you to unboard one window to watch for Hoseok, and she just sat there, watching the street and rain.
You stood there, watching with her, and the two men shared doubtful looks between them.
The rain only seemed to grow heavier. It drummed against the roof so heavy the television noise was almost completely unaudible.
Mira pressed her forehead against the window glass. "I can't see very far anymore."
You rested a hand on her shoulder. "He'll come through."
She nodded, hoping you were right.
Another roll of thunder shook the house, and Yunseok unconsciously curled into Jin, holding onto him in his sleep.
Daniel glanced down at his watch before looking up at the window. "How long has your husband been gone?"
You thought for a moment. "About an hour."
The sergeant's expression remained sternly neutral. "The food bank's only a few blocks away, right?"
"It is." You reply.
Daniel nodded slowly. "They've probably got a crowd because of the storm."
Eli looked down at the floor, and then Jin butted in, quietly as to not wake Yunseok, but loud enough to get a word in. "It's Hoseok. He probably started helping people carry food."
You couldn't help but smile, because yeah, that was your Hoseok. "That does sound like him."
"Exactly." Jin says.
"He'll come walking through the door and apologize for being late and worrying everyone."
You knew he was right, but silence settled over the house.
You stared at the door, expecting it to open at any second.
It didn't.
Another five minutes passed.
Then another.
Tick.
Tick.
Tick.
Mira never took her eyes off the street outside.
Yunseok woke up, in a sleepy daze he looked around. "Dad home yet?" He blinked sleepily up at Jin.
"Not yet, bud." Jin told him.
He simply nodded and settled back onto Jin's shoulder. "Okay."
Daniel checked his watch again. He checked the weather, then quietly spoke to Eli. "We don't have much longer."
You looked up anxiously, you paced around. You refused to leave without Hoseok. Where was he?
Another flash of lightning lit up the room. Thunder cracked so loud it almost shook the house.
Daniel let out a slow breath before turning to you. "Mrs. Jung…"
You already knew what he was going to say. Your heart had been in your throat.
"We really need to leave."
"No." You immediately answered.
"Ma'am-" The soldier attempted.
"I said no." You spoke sharply, then turned to face him, desperation in your eyes. "My husband is out there."
Daniel's expression softened. "I know."
"Their father is out there." You tell the two, pointing towards Yunseok and Mira.
"I know."
"If we leave," You swallowed hard. "What if he comes home and we're gone?"
No one answered. Even Eli looked away.
Jin stood, keeping Yunseok cradled to him as he did. "She's right."
Daniel rubbed a hand over his neck, sighing and torn. "If he comes back, we'll arrange for someone to come get him and bring him to the safe house."
"You can't promise me that." You say, shaking your head.
There was silence, because you were right. He couldn't.
"Okay. We'll wait five more minutes, then we have to go." Daniel says sternly.
You pace the kitchen, chewing on your nail as you and Mira stare insanely hard outside.
Your heart hammered in your chest, you fidgeted with whatever you could. You could feel your heartbeat in your throat as your eyes stung with anxious tears.
Then, it was up.
Five minutes had passed.
Nothing.
Daniel walks towards you. "Ma'am…"
You're crying now, desperate scared tears layered on your face. You took a shuddering breath in. Mira still won't move from the window.
"I'm sorry." Daniel frowns.
Daniel reaches for the front door, to unboard it. You turn your back, hand over your mouth as your lip quivers and tears flow down your face.
Mira squints as she looks out the window then slowly sits up straighter. "Wait…"
"I see someone."
Your heart hammers in your chest and you rush to the window. A shadow moving quick in the downpour as it got closer and closer.
A backpack.
A familiar jacket.
"Hoseok."
You don't wait for anyone's permission, you unboard and unlock the door and throw it open and into the rain.
Hoseok is drenched head to toe. He's covered in mud and breathing heavy. Carrying a backpack full of food. When he sees you, his tense shoulders relax.
You throw your arms around him immediately, holding him tight to you, which he does the same. Within moments, the kids run out too.
Yunseok almost knocks Hoseok over and he laughs, Mira holds onto him tight.
The moment is bittersweet, thankful and grateful.
"What happened?" You ask him.
Hoseok simply looks behind him, and across the street.
His expression grew darker.
Everyone follows his gaze.
Harrison.
He was across the street, standing in his yard. Soaked by the rain and unaturally still.
No banging, no noise.
Just… standing.
Facing your house.
"Daddy.. what happened to Mr. Harrison?" Yunseok asks anxiously.
"We got separated." Hoseok says, avoiding eye contact with Harrison.
"He… he was bitten."
You look across the street again. He hasn't moved from his yard.
Mira quietly whispers, "Is he sick?"
Hoseok swallows. "Yeah."
Daniel interrupts. "I'm sorry."
Everyone turns.
"We have to leave. Right now."
Harrison moves, not towards the house but he slowly turns his head. Another zombie appears down the street.
Then another.
"Everybody inside the truck. Now." Daniel commands and the five of you climb into the back of the truck while Daniel and Eli sit up front.
You all buckle in and can finally relax. You hold onto Hoseok, not wanting to let him go again.
Everyone made it. And in one piece.
Mira holds onto your hand, Yunseok is squeezed against Hoseok, and Jin is eternally grateful everyone made it.
The ride was seemingly peaceful despite the raging storm outside, and the fact you could be possibly leaving your house to be demolished by zombies and/or the storm.
Finally, you all arrive at the safe house center. You all made it.
You unbuckle and all get out of the truck to head inside the clean organized center. It was safe and had actual power and water.
A woman with a clipboard meets you at the front desk. "Children, this way please." She smiles politely.
You smile back. "We're all together."
The woman hesitates and slightly stutters. "I'm sorry… adults and minors are housed separately."
Everyone is confused. This must be a misunderstanding.
"No, they're with us." Hoseok assures.
"Children are being housed in the pediatric wing." The woman says.
"No." You veto.
"It's for their safety." The woman counters.
"The children's section has nurses, teachers and security." Daniel tries telling you, putting his hand on your shoulder. You immediately shrug him off.
"There has to be another way." Jin argued.
"They're not taking my babies." You refuse.
Hoseok holds your shoulders. "Listen to me."
"No!"
"We don't have a choice!" He exclaims.
"We'll make one!" You argue.
Hoseok's voice cracks. "If we fight them, what happens huh?"
You don't answer.
"They'll drag us away anyway." He says.
He hates saying it, you hate hearing it.
Hoseok kneels infront of the kids. His hands are shaking, you can see it, but he's trying not to let them see it.
"Hey…" He speaks softly.
Neither child says anything, they're staring at the floor.
Hoseok cups Yunseok's cheek. "You remember what we always say? At the end of each day?"
The little brown haired boy sniffles before quietly replying, "What's one good thing today."
"Yeah." Hoseok nods. "Tell me one good thing."
Yunseok looks between the two of you. "Dad came home."
Hoseok laughs with watery eyes, holding onto Yunseok before directing his attention at Mira. He sniffles and takes a shaky breath. "And…?"
"Uncle Jin came." Mira nods, Jin smiles softly behind the two of you.
"When do we come back…?" The girl asks, scared.
The woman that works there answers honestly. "As soon as you're cleared for reunification. It shouldn't take long, promise."
You fix Mira's hair and straighten Yunseok's shirt. Then you reach out and hug them so tight. Your heart aches, you couldn't believe this. This felt insanely unfair. You held them tight.
"I love you." You tell them, trying not to break into tears.
"I love you too, Mommy." Mira sniffles and Yunseok says the same.
"Take care of your brother." You tell Mira.
She nods immediately. "I will."
Then they slip away, they pull away from you and start walking with the nurses, you watch as they go and the doors close behind them. Your shaky knees give out and Hoseok catches you before you fall.
Hoseok holds onto you as you stay there. You felt as if you could throw up, you wanted your babies back safe with you. You held him tight to your chest.
"We can get you guys roomed." Eli offered, and you, Hoseok, and Jin nodded, just wanting to be safe and sit down.
The private leads you up stairs and into separate rooms. A condo that has two rooms, Jin having his own private one, and you and Hoseok having yours, but they were right next to each other.
When you and Hoseok were alone, the grief hit you strong. You two just sat there on the couch in silence for a minute. The clothes and supplies the people there supplied you with, sat on the kitchen counter. You just stared at it. Not curious to go check it out, not right now.
You're devastated. Your mind is running a mile a minute. Hoseok silently sits, he's carrying the guilt from Harrison getting bitten as well as the kids being took.
"You told me we'd keep them safe." You speak shakily, angry tears burning your eyes.
"I know." Hoseok quietly replies. "They are."
"Safe? They're not with us." You snap.
"I know." He says.
"No." You shake your head and stand up abruptly. "Don't tell me you know."
"I do."
"You don't."
Hoseok's jaw tightened. "I watched those doors close too."
"But.. you just… accepted it." You tell him, borderline pacing.
"What was I supposed to do?" He asks, his voice slightly rising. "Fight the soldiers? Get us thrown out?"
"I wanted you to do something!" You yell.
"I did!"
"You let them take our babies!" You pointed to the door, voice cracking, angry and deeply hurt tears spilling over.
"They were going to take them whether I fought or not!" He tells you, his voice echoing.
Silence follows. The room was very empty other than you two in it, just the sound of heavy breathing and you sniffling.
Hoseok drags a hand over his tired face. "I couldn't stop them."
"You… you didn't even try." You say, breath hitching, arms crossed over your body.
His head snaps up towards you. "You think I didn't want to?"
"I just want everything to be okay." You say defeatedly, sitting down next to him in defeat. Bringing your knees to your chest.
"I can't promise you that anymore, baby." Hoseok says, wrapping an arm around you.
You stare at him, he's quiet for a second. A storm brewing in his eyes, you can tell. You just stay silent, waiting for him to speak.
"I couldn't save Harrison." He swallows.
"And then… I watched strangers walk away with our kids while I stood there." He laughs bitterly through tears.
"So don't tell me I accepted this."
His voice breaks. "I've never felt more useless in my entire life."
Your anger evaporates quickly. He was hurting.
"Hoseok…"
He shakes his head. "I was supposed to protect all of you."
"You have." You tell him, your voice soft. Turning to face him and take his hands in yours.
"No." His eyes finally meet yours, exhausted, sad, and hurt swirled in them. "I couldn't protect Harrison."
Silence stretched before his breath hitched. "I couldn't protect Mira and Yunseok."
"You did." You wipe the tears from his face.
"I didn't." He shakes his head.
"You got them here though." You tell him.
"They're not with us."
"They're alive." You assure him.
"So is everyone else in this building, they're still our babies." He says, eyes watery.
"I know." Your voice breaks, your tears spilling as soon as his do. You wrap your arms tight around him and he returns the gesture. You two sat there for a long time, holding each other tight and crying.
After time passed, you two finally decided to get up and look around. There was finally an actual working shower with soap and shampoo. So you showered, and then Hoseok showered after you.
You laid on the bed, skin still damp from shower, and Hoseok walked out, towel still around him. He laid down beside you. You turned your head to look at him. He was still as gorgeous as the day you met him.
After a moment, he turns his head to face you too. Catching you staring. "What?"
"You look terrible." You joke, deflecting from the fact you were just thinking how he was still so gorgeous.
"Excuse me?" He says, cracking a small smile. "I almost died today."
"I know. Don't do that again." You tell him, rolling over to lay your head on his chest. He kisses the top of your head.
Silence settled for a minute before you looked up at him. "You didn't get hurt while you were out did you?"
"I think I'm okay physically. It doesn't hurt to check though I guess." He says.
You sit up a little, checking his face with gentle hands, you trail down, eyes trailing down his bare chest, looking for any type of scratch or wound, the touch was gentle but electric. Hoseok swallowed hard.
You feel the shift in him and you look up at him, scolding. "Hoseok."
"What? God forbid a man is still attracted to his wife." He tells you, which makes you snicker and shake your head.
You patted down his chest and arms, but he caught your wrists.
You looked up at eachother, eyes locked on eachother.
The air was electric. The tension was heavy.
He pulls you in, kissing you for a long moment, which you return.
You stay there for a long moment, just kissing him deeply, he pulls at you, and you climb on top of him.
As you kiss him sweetly, he moves his hands that were on your face, down to your waist. You hold his hands there.
"Tell me you're mine, Hobi. Please. Tell me you're not gonna leave me behind again." You whisper against his lips.
"You knew I was yours the day we got married. And as for the other part, I'll do my best to make that happen." He tells you.
"I can't lose you." You tell him.
"I know. We won't lose each other, pretty girl." He promises you, kissing your neck sweetly, which makes you shudder and you feel him smirk against your neck. "Still works."
You take his face in your hands and kiss him a bit more hungrily this time, he returns the heat, it'd been a while since you two did this, and you were certainly frustrated and worn out and scared, you needed to be as close as possible.
As the heat rose, you took your shirt off over your head and Hoseok handled you so carefully, like you were something that might break. He took hold of your waist and lifted you up, laying you down on the bed.
He hovered over you, pinning your wrist above your head. Your breath hitched, you just wanted him so bad. Your body temperature rose so much you felt like you could burst into flames.
He kissed down your body, each kiss intended and delicate. When he got to your pelvis, he carefully slid down your flannel pajama pants and kissed downward. Your breath hitched, moaning softly you reached forward to tangle a hand in his wet brown curly hair.
He looked up at you through his lashes, a smirk forming on his lips as he carefully kissed downward and onward until he reached your core. He put your legs over his shoulders and flicked his tongue precisely over the sensitive nerve.
You nearly whimpered, you two hadn't had enough time alone to do things like this anymore, especially since having Mira and Yunseok. And especially since the apocalypse happened. It was… nice.
He worked his way carefully, he still knew every inch of your body, what exactly made you tick, what made you squirm and respond just the way he wanted you to. He kissed and sucked right between your folds. You felt embarrassed from how wet he could get you.
"Hoseok-" You whimpered, hips twitching up into his mouth, he pushed you down back on the bed, both his hands on your hips as he kept them pushed down and you let out a defeated needy whimper. His nose brushed against your clit and you gripped his hair so hard he grunted.
He doubled down on his effort, flicking and moving his tongue to help push you closer to the edge, and just when you tensed up and moaned, gripping his hair, he pulled back.
You let out a frustrated and defeated whine, laying back and looking down at him, eyes glazed over with need. He kissed the inside of your thigh and chuckled at your desperation.
"Some things never change." He chuckled to himself before pumping himself for a moment and aligning himself with your entrance.
"Shh. Relax." He whispered, intertwining his hand with yours and you nodded. He pushed in gently and you whined since it'd been a minute.
"Fuck, so tight." He grunted, just letting himself rest there for a minute to let you get adjusted. "Just breathe."
You nodded, holding onto him, both of your breathing was heavy. After a few minutes he asked if you were ready for him to move, and you nodded.
He carefully thrusted in and out of you, careful not to hurt you. But you were so used to him, it felt good. Especially the more he went, the more he hit right on your g-spot.
Tears welled in your eyes and you moaned, holding onto the back of his hair, he could feel you clenching so tight around him and it was pushing him closer to the edge.
"Fuck, just like that. Taking it so good. Fuck-" He groaned, biting his lip hard as he pushed in and out of you. "Doing so good for me, baby."
"I'm-" You moaned, your grip on him so tight your knuckles shook. "Right there-"
He kept just the pace he was at, and reached down to rub your sensitive bundle of nerves in a perfect circle. Your eyes fluttered and you clenched around him as you came.
"Fuck, baby-" He moaned as he could feel you around him and it kickstarted his orgasm. He spilled into you and groaned, you both laid there, trying to catch your breath.
The air was heated and all that was left to hear in the room was the sound of the AC and the sound of the both of you guy's heavy breathing. After you sat there for a minute as the aftershocks passed, he rolled off of you and pulled you to his chest.
"Do I still got it?" He asked playfully and you swatted his chest, making him grin.
"Something like that." You answered.
As time passed, you knew now the both of you were safe in this house. Even if it was only temporary.
And you two had each other. As for what tomorrow brought? You just had to wait and see.
But for tonight? This. This was enough.
I’m watching Hobi’s Weverse live rn and I swear to fucking God if he leaves cause ppl keep asking for other members, I’m gonna kill someone. I can’t go through this again😭
Soft Places to Land | MYG pt 15
SUMMARY: After the world learns BTS can actually have soulmates, shy interpreter Ellie Parker joins the U.S. leg of BTS’s Arirang tour unaware that Min Yoongi recognizes her instantly as his soulmate. As growing public attention and a dangerous fan obsession threaten Ellie’s fragile sense of safety, Yoongi becomes the quiet place she keeps finding herself drawn back to. This is a slow-burn story about learning that love can be gentle, protective, and safe enough to finally stop surviving.
WARNINGS: past emotional abuse, anxiety, panic responses, stalking, invasion of privacy, obsessive fan behavior, toxic family dynamics, emotional manipulation, Contains heavy angst, hurt/comfort, and discussions of trauma and healing throughout.
Masterlist
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