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Run // 1

Pairing: Kihyun x Reader

Words: 3.3k

Genre: Zombie apocalypse AU (Contains mild gore, cursing and hopefully a whole load of angst :’))

Part: 1 // 2 // 3

A/N: This is a super suuuuuuuuuper late birthday request for @laviette :D and my submission for Kihyun’s day of mxweek. I’ve been trying to write this for ages, and only recently did I kinda realise where I was going with it. I was going to write this as one extremely long fic, but I wanted to do my bit for Kihyun’s day so here it is lol

Run.

That word had been on repeat in your mind for the last two weeks.

‘Keep running. Always moving. Don’t ever stop.’

That was how you lived now, always moving, never letting your guard down. Your life was at stake at all times and you could never forget that.

But you’d been moving for 5 days on and off, and you were so tired. So when you came across a small house at the edge of a seemingly deserted town, you figured it would be okay to rest for a short while.

The house was in shambles. The windows were smashed and the front door was hanging off the hinges. But once you went inside and looked around, you noticed that there was exits on either side of the house meaning you could make an easy escape if anything were to happen. You also had a long range view from the ground floor windows, so you should be able to see if anyone, or anything, was coming.

Those little things convinced you that it was safe enough to close your eyes for a short while, but mostly it was the exhaustion. You decided on a spot on the concrete ground at the back of the house, where you figured you were safest. The ground was cold but you did your best to wrap yourself up in the dirty hoodie you had on, and curled up into a ball on the ground. You pulled your hood up and over your face and clutched tightly onto the rusted crow bar you’d been carrying around for days.

Once slightly comfortable, you closed yours eyes and tried to relax. But your heartbeat wouldn’t stop hammering, and your stomach was so empty that you couldn’t settle. So you resorted to resting your eyes while thinking back over everything that had recently happened.

That day marked 5 days since your world collapsed around you. 5 days of pure torturous hell.

Everything in life had been going so well recently, and the day itself had been perfect, up to a point.

After all the recent rain, there had finally been a cloud free day. The sun was shining, the flowers were blossoming, and you’d been getting ready to collect one of your friends, Kihyun, from the airport. He had been the only one of your group to move away for college, which wasn’t a common occurrence in your small town.

The place where you grew was a small remote area, a place that modern technology had forgotten. There was no high rise buildings or speeding motorways, just a few scattered apartments buildings, the basics in education and health, a few old factories and a transport station which worked both as a bus and train stop.

Many of the young residents were orphans, like yourself, due to a factory collapsing several years earlier. The company was accused of not having taken the proper measures when building the factory, so they were forced to payout to the surviving families. In an attempt to save face, and money, they instead agreed to provide for the orphaned children for the foreseeable future. Bills were paid for, and food was delivered every week, but no money was ever seen which meant we were all stuck here.

Considering the lack of money in the town, many people never left, even those with families. But Kihyun was the smartest, most dedicated person you knew, and all his hard work and studying finally paid off when he got offered a scholarship at a top college. Which unfortunately happened to be located over 500 miles away from where you all lived.

It had broken your heart to watch him leave that day, not that you’d have ever told him. Kihyun is the type of person who would have dropped everything if you had asked, so of course you kept your mouth shut.

But it was all supposed to have gotten better that day. Kihyun had finished his first year of college early and was on his way home for the summer months. You had offered to collect him, seeing as as the rest of your friends were tied up until later.

Shownu and Wonho had both decided to begin working after graduating, not wanted to pursue further education. They had both been working multiple jobs, meaning they often wouldn’t come home till late at night. Jooheon and Changkyun, the youngest of your friends, had been finishing their last year of high school, and you always insisted they stayed to study after class. That left you, Minhyuk and Hyungwon who had all been in first year in the local community college, which is where most people with any ambition went. You had been the only one whose classes finished early that day, so it had been left to you to meet Kihyun, not that you’d been complaining.

It was just as your were stepping out of your apartment door, that you heard the first screams. You remembered seeing people running down the streets, screaming and crying, with panic etched on their faces. They all seemed to be running in the same direction, towards the transport station. You had tried to stop someone on the street, but no one would listen to your questions. They’d all just repeated the same thing.

“Run.”

So you had.

You weren’t one to blindly follow a crown but you also weren’t stupid. You’d known there had to be something seriously wrong if all the villagers were moving away from one side of town. You had just hoped that your boys were running with them.

It wasn’t until you had almost reached the station before you ran into someone you knew. Shownu had appeared, running from the direction of the factory, and you moved him, thankful that you’d found someone you knew. When he had noticed you approaching, he rushed to meet you halfway, and enveloped you in a hug.

If you had known how things were going to go after that, you might have cherished the hug a little more instead of pushing him away and demanding an explanation for all the craziness in the town.

“Zombies,” he’d said, as he continued to drag you towards the station “It’s actually happening. We’re all going to die if we don’t get out of there.”

You didn’t believe him at first, it sounded too crazy. People always joked about these things, and you never truly believed it could happen. You might never have believed it if you hadn’t seen it with your own eyes.

The small station that Shownu had been dragging you towards was built on top a high slope at the village edge, giving all its occupants a bird’s eye view of the village. It was there that you’d first seen the zombies.

Even from a distance you had been able to tell that the human shaped creatures that were following behind the townspeople, were in fact not human at all. Aside from their blackened skin and rotting flesh, they moved like nothing you’d ever seen before. The myth that zombies moved at a slow pace and walked as stiff as a board were in fact lies. These zombies moved at an abnormally fast pace, limbs flying out at inhuman angles while they scurried up the streets and even over buildings. They were able to climb like nothing else and the sight had reminded you of something like a swarm of spiders on the attack.

“Quickly,” Shownu had said as he had dragged you through the station. His strength had made it easy to push through the hordes of frantic people. There’d been one train at the station, and people were climbing over each other to get one.

Shownu had pushed through until he’d gotten to the front of line, and shoved you onto the train.

“Shownu! What about you?” I’d shouted after him as he had turned to walk away from the train.

“I need to find the guys. I’ll be back I promise.”

But he never came back. The train had started moving and there’d been nothing you could do to stop it. You’d screamed and cried at the conductor, begging him to wait.

“There’s already too many people on board. The best you can do now is pray for your lost friends,” was all he’d said to you.

You’d ran up and down the train, as quickly as you had been able with the amount of people, and scanned every seat for anyone of your friends. But none of them had been there.

After that you had just sat and cried as the train moved further and further away everything and everyone you knew. You couldn’t believe what had happened, that you’d just left all my friends behind and didn’t know if you would see any of them again.

By the time you had reached the next station, the word had already spread and people in the town had begun to panic. People had tried to force their way onto the train, where as you had tried your hardest to get off it. The doors were totally swarmed with people, so you had taken an alternative route and shimmied yourself through an open train window. One side of your body still held the bruises you’d sustained when you’d fallen out and onto the concrete platform.

Getting out of the station had been easy. Everyone had been crowded at the entrance, but there was no one by the exit. People hadn’t even given you a second glance, as you’d ran down the streets in what you thought was the right direction. Your head had been spinning and all you could think of was the need to make it back home to your friends. The town the train had stopped in wasn’t that far away, you had thought you might have been able to walk it.

But the next thing you’d seen had stopped you in your tracks.

You’d just gotten to the edge of the town when you’d started to see the smoke in the distance. The sky above your town had been black with it, and you’d faintly been able to make out the sight of flames in place of your old home.

It was a sight you’d never forget.

You’d dropped to your knees as the tears streamed down your cheeks. That had been the final thing to send you over the edge. You thought you had nothing left. The town had been destroyed and your friends were probably gone with it.

You still remembered the sense of loss you’d felt at that moment. You’d never forget it for as long as you live. But you’d also never forget what happened next.

Through your tear blurred vision, you’d noticed a splash of a familiar pink color from the corner of your eye. It was such a vibrant color that your tears had temporarily stopped, and you’d gotten up to walk towards it.

It being a pink flower, sprouting from between the cracks in the pavement. As you drew near, it was like something clicked in your mind and you remembered where you’d seen that same shade of pink, remembered that you still had something to live for.

Kihyun.

The last time you’d gotten a letter from Kihyun, he’d included a picture of himself from a school event. You hadn’t taken much notice of what was going on in the picture, aside from the fact that Kihyun’s hair was a bright pink color. The same color as that pink flower that’d drawn your attention.

‘If you ever decide to come to college, never agree to any bets’, Kihyun had written in the note accompanying the photo. You and the guys had laughed for days over it, but now you think it might have been a bit of a blessing.

Seeing that same shade of pink reminded you that Kihyun hadn’t been home when the zombies attacked. He’d been at the airport, some place which you could only assume, and hope, was safe.

But that assumption had given you the push you needed to get up, rather than let yourself succumb to the grief that was threatening to overwhelm your entire being.

There was a high chance that Kihyun was alive, and you needed to find him. He was all you had left to live for.

So you’d gotten up and began walking around, an idea forming in your mind as you scanned the building surrounding you. You’d been looking for some sort of general store, some place were you could stock up on supplies. It hadn’t taken you long to find one, but the place had been ransacked, which meant there hadn’t been much left for you to take.

You’d found a piece of torn cloth on the floor, and bundled up what pieces of food you could find. You hadn’t known how long it would take you to make your way to the airport, so you’d made sure to take everything. Once done, you’d tied up the piece of cloth, and looked around for some sort of stick to hand the cloth off of.

Outside the smashed store font, you’d found a crowbar on the ground. More than likely it had been used to smash in the windows, but you were thankful that whoever had used it, had left it behind. Not only had you been able to attach the cloth packed with food to hang off it, but it made for a good weapon too.

You’d placed the crow bar over your shoulder, like how you’d seen homeless people carry their belongings before, and set off in the direction that you believed the airport to be. You didn’t bother trying to get back on the train, you’d known it would’ve been over crowded, and chances were it had already left and wasn’t returning.

So you walked. And walked. And walked.

For 5 days you did nothing but walk, resting only for short moments when you felt your legs were about to give out beneath you. You’d walked until arriving where you were now, in this abandoned village.

Your food supply had finally ran out this morning, meaning you were weak on top of being tired from lack of sleep. These facts all contributed towards convincing yourself to take a rest here.

You didn’t think you’d be able to fall asleep, not with your heart racing as fast as it was, and your stomach growing from emptiness.

But you did. Or at least you must have, because one minute there was complete silence, and the next there was a shuffling sound coming from nearby.

Your eyes shot open.

The sound, it was one that you’d heard before, and it was coming from inside the house. But you had checked the house when you got inside, which means it had to have gotten in from the outside. It had to have opened the door, which would’ve made noise. Which means you fell asleep, and didn’t hear it. You didn’t hear the telltale shuffling sound of the zombies, as they made their way into the house. The creatures were fast, when they had a target in front of them. But when they were roaming around, with nothing in their view, they were known to move at an extremely slow place.

All these thoughts raced through your mind as you tried to asses the situation.

‘You idiot, you absolute idiot,’ you thought to yourself as your tried to move up off the ground and into a crouching position. 'You’ve been so careful all this time, minding your back, and you take one stupid break and it’s gonna be the end of your dumb ass because of it.’

You fought back the tears that were threatening to overflow. Tears from all the anger and exhaustion you felt.

You had let your guard down for a few hours, even though you’d been nothing but overly careful for the last 5 says, and it was going to cost you your life.

'Stupid, stupid, stupid.’

The shuffling sound was getting louder.

Your eyes darted around the empty room your were in, assessing your escape options. It sounded as though the noise was coming from the room to the right of you. The back door was to your left, not too far, but it would put you in the line of site to the room where the zombie supposedly was.

Your hand tightened on the crowbar you were holding. You needed to go now, there was no time for deliberating. Once they got their eyes on you, they’d jump. You had to get out the door before they had time to cross the room.

1, 2, 3.

Go.

Using what energy you had left in your legs, you sprinted across the short distance to the door. Your shaking hands grasped the lock, trying to twist it open.

Behind you, the shuffling noise had stopped. You didn’t dare turn around. You knew by now that they would’ve seen or heard you, which meant you’d be dead in a matter of moments if the door didn’t open. You gripped the lock with all your might and tried your hardest to get the door to open.

But it wouldn’t budge.

Something must have been stuck behind the door, or the hinges must have been rusted, because it wasn’t opening as easily as it should have. Not having much time to think, you braced yourself and threw your shoulder into the hardwood.

You could hear snarling sounds from behind you, signalling the the creatures had indeed noticed you, and were on the prowl. You didn’t allow it to deter you, continuing your assault on the door. There was no time to turn around, no time to run. Only one way out and this was it.

When the door finally moved an inch, you could’ve cried. But there was no time. You forced your fingers into the small opening, wishing you could shrink down small enough to fit through. With all your strength, you attempted to pry the door apart, drawing blood from your fingers as you dug them into the wood.

But you weren’t quick enough.

A burning pain spread from your shoulder as you felt one of the monsters come up behind you and bite down into it. You couldn’t help the scream that followed as the pain registered in your brain. A sensation unlike anything you’d ever felt before spread from your shoulder as you cried out. It was so intense that your legs gave out and you collapsed forward, the zombie coming down with you.

The door fell open with the force of yours and the creatures weight hitting it. It was ironic that your path was now free but you couldn’t go. You might have laughed had you been able. You hit the ground full force on the side of your injured shoulder and you thought you’d pass out from the pain.

‘Maybe it’d be easier this way’, you thought as you rolled onto your back, and dark spots danced across your vision.

The force of the fall seemed to have dislodged the zombie from your shoulder, because you could now see it out of the corner of your eye as it lay facing you, blood covering its mouth. Up close you could see the true horrors of its face. Where once there would have been a face of skin, was now covered in a green mold, which had eaten away at the soft tissue. Instead of a nose, there were two empty holes in the middle of its face. Its lips had been peeled back, and eyelids disintegrated, so it seemed to be staring right at you, with a big grin on its face. You’d never forget the sight, nor the smell from its breathe as it heaved in your face.

You barely rolled over in time to empty your stomach’s contents onto the floor.

The bile you spat up mixed into the red blood pooling on the floor. The zombies teeth in your shoulder had acted as an unwelcome stopper in the wound, but now that it was unplugged you could feel the warm blood gushing from your shoulder.

Distracted, you hadn’t heard the other zombie that had been in the room as it crawled over to you. But you felt it as it sunk its teeth deep into your ankle. You didn’t have the energy to let out another scream, but a whimper escaped your mouth as you felt the zombie dragging your body back into the room you’d tried to escape from. You were being pulled along like an animal would its food, and there was no fight left in you to try struggle free. With the wound in your shoulder bleeding out and the lack of sensation in your foot from the zombie’s bite, you knew you wouldn’t make it if you tried to run.

Black dots danced across your vision and you knew this was it. All the running and fighting you had done, and now your were nothing more than a piece of meat for the zombies to feed on. You were never gonna make it back home, never going to find Kihyun. All the unspoken things you wish you’d said, ran through your mind as the world around you faded away.

“Kihyun, I’m sorry…”

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