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[tlouxkrystal-blog]

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@tlouxhyuna

[ hyuna // krystal ]

Krystal and Hyuna had been friends, long before Krystal’s own world had shattered around her, leaving her a mess, leaving her a pile of broken pieces. It was before they had realized that there were sides in this world, before they realized that they were living in dreams.

But it was exactly that, dreams.

When Krystal became a Firefly, she was no longer drifting aimlessly in that dream- she had chosen a side and had woken up; she wasn’t neutral anymore. By becoming a Firefly, Krystal was able to witness firsthand why exactly the word ‘Military’ shook people to their very core. 

Her mentors, her superiors, had told her to be careful of those in the military, no matter how young and how close she was with them. After all, they were still Military, and Military was bad news.

But Krystal owed Hyuna more than that. They had been there and saved each other more times that she could count. 

Perhaps Hyuna felt it too, felt that both of them were growing up, and that they now had responsibilities. 

Their relationship was distant now, but they still cared for the other. It was shown in the little deeds, in the worried looks they shot each other after a horde had chased them, after one of them had gotten wounded.

Krystal sighed, scolding herself for getting lost in her thoughts again. They were supposed to be scavenging, finding supplies, anything really. 

“Hyuna, do you think this granola bar is still worth eating?” Krystal held up a lone granola bar she had found hidden behind empty boxes. 

[tlousana-blog]

“you survived because of me.”

Sana’s eyes were on the ground for only a moment before she looked up blankly at the other woman.

What had just happened?

She still couldn’t believe this had happened to her.

Still on the ground, the young woman looked up atHyuna with a frowned expression on her features. She liked to believe she wascapable of taking care of herself. That was exactly what she had always thoughther entire life. Even with her family around her, Sana had always thought thatshe could take care of herself and take care of the ones around her. This time,the biochemist had needed someone to save her instead.

Trying to catch up her breath, she blinked inconfusion for some seconds before she breathed out only two words. “Thank you.”

[jiyongxtlou]

➳;; the wrong victims.

@tlouxhyuna​

   Jiyong sighs, high up in his perch, sharpening his knife in relative silence. Though his hands are busy his eyes are like a hawk, scanning his surroundings, ears perked for any sound other than the soft scrape of his knife. His only movement is that of his hands, otherwise sill as a statue and tucked away out of sight. In all honesty he’s bored; he’s been almost completely still for nearly an hour now, waiting on some poor idiot to stumble their way into what he’s deemed his territory for the evening.

   He doesn’t have to wait much longer.

   His hands stop their repetitive movements and the first sound of voices, the first sound of footsteps, and slowly slides his knife back into the holster at his thigh. He shifts positions, making himself smaller, readying himself to move as soon as he needs to.

   He can’t see them, not yet. So he sits in silence, just as he has been, as ten voices turn to five and the volume of their footsteps lessens (do they not know a god damn thing about stealth? it makes things easier, at least).

   Just a bit longer now.

[247hyeji-blog]

“hands in the fucking air!”.

She didn’t lower her bow even after hearing the words comingfrom the girl in front of her. Not when the person who kept her locked for so longwas standing near her again. She wished she could shot the woman right at thatmoment, however, an unpleasant surprise awaited for them first. She could letthe infected end with Hyuna’s life, it would be much easier and faster, therewouldn't be any speeches just the sound of her screams. She looked so focusedon aiming in Luna that she didn’t notice the danger literally standing behindher.

But she shot, by the expression Hyuna had in her face, shemust have thought that the arrow was for her, but instead, she hit the infectedright in the head, “I couldn't let ainfected take all the fun to itself."

[tlouxkrystal-blog]

“You don’t need to worry about me".

Krystal’s brows furrowed, eyes narrowing at the girl in front of her. Did she really just have the audacity to say those words?

“What the hell do you mean ‘I don’t need to worry about you’? Of course I do. I’m not letting you die on my watch.” Her voice grew angry with each syllable, and she pointed almost accusingly at the blood on Hyuna’s arm.

“Hyuna, that’s a fucking cut. It could get infected or worse. You need to be careful.”

Angrily, Krystal dug around in her pack for some bandages and what little of the disinfectant she had. Dressing the other girl’s wound, Krystal wanted to just reach out and pull the older into a hug. 

“Don’t think you’re not important to me,” She whispered, so softly she wasn’t sure Hyuna could hear it.

[tlousana-blog]

— ❝ daddy issues ; kdh&mhn

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There is really nothing special in the way Kim Dahyun met Moon Hyuna. It had been through their fathers. It was a simple answer. Hyuna’s father was a general for the military and Dahyun’s father had been a very famous writer and doctor once upon a time, but now, he was only a scientist, running against the time to find the cure for the infection. That was how Dahyun and Hyuna met and if someone asked her, Dahyun wouldn’t say that she knew the other female very well. Or at least, that was what she believed.

It was already late when the biochemist left the laboratory. Some members of the military had brought her to her house, but she didn’t stay there for long. Her brother still hadn’t arrived, so Dahyun decided to not stay with their guests as she left the house as soon as she got there, only bringing her jacket with her. It was one of her mother’s old jackets - dark, dirty and with a few holes on the sleeves. It was better than nothing and at least, it was very warm. The winter was coming and warmer clothes were a need now, even if there weren’t many.

With caution, the young woman went toward the gym with the purpose of visiting Hyuna. Even without the military around her, Dahyun actually felt safe. The chance of meeting an Infected now seemed to be very small. Plus, she also had her pistol in one of her pockets. Nothing could go wrong. However, this wasn’t entirely true and she found about this in the worse possible way when she arrived at the gym.  

Dahyun decided to not call for Hyuna, in case the latter was busy with something important. She walked toward the gym as she let her dark eyes wander around, while searching for the other woman. That was when she heard a strange noise. Frowning slightly, the biochemist stopped suddenly. Instead of getting inside from the main entrance, she decided to use the backdoor. Walking in tiptoes, Dahyun walked inside, trying to not make any noise as she hid in the shadow.

What was going on? That was what she really wanted to know.

Before she could take another step forward, she caught the glimpse of the other woman and of her father.

[jin-ahxtlou]

I'll Help You, But I Won't Like It ;; Jin-ah x Hyuna

Idiot.  Stupid, fucking idiot. 

She didn't dare move, watching as the shadows in front of her hiding spot in an old janitor’s closet pass by at, what felt like, a painstakingly slow rate.  Jin-ah took notice of her surroundings, gripping her knife tightly as she looked for anything else in the room that could help her in case she wasn't able to make it out on pure luck—which didn't seem likely.  As she quickly scoured through the empty tubs, with the exception of one full of old, dirty mop heads, she realized that the high school she found herself trapped in didn't have anything worth raiding or saving. 

The building had been abandoned for years, but no one would have guessed that it had been taken over by a group of bloodthirsty bandits—not even Jin-ah, a bandit herself.  Though her thirst for blood was not quite that of the bandit inhabiting the building, her desire to live overwhelmed the part of her brain that was telling her to give up.  Closing her eyes and gripping her knife tightly, she did a mental check of how many arrows she had left and made sure her bow was securely strapped in place before opening her eyes and nodding once in affirmation, more to pump herself up than anything else. 

Jin-ah opened the door slowly, carefully peeking out to make sure the coast was clear before making a bold dash down the hallway, knife out and at the ready.  Seeing the doors, she gave herself a mental fist pump as she hurried towards her exit—only to be stopped by a number of bandits who were suddenly blocking her only escape.  Scrambling to an abrupt halt, she stared at the group in front of her before making a quick turn to run the other way but only to be blocked by three or four more bandits. 

“Shit,” she cursed under her breath.  Is this a fucking party or something?

Even though she knew she was outnumbered, she quickly reached for an arrow but only to have her wrist grabbed midair by a bandit she hadn’t seen yet—there was then a sudden blow, a searing pain at the back of her scalp, before it all turned to black.

She wasn't sure how long she had been out, but judging by the pale light coming in through the window, she knew it must be sundown.   She winced as she opened her eyes, a pained grown escaping her lips as she sat up and rubbed the back of her head with a scowl.  She took in her surroundings quickly and it didn’t take her long to realize that she was still trapped in the school.

Awesome, she thought.  Good luck getting yourself out of this one.

As she stood up on shaky legs, it was then that she realized with another quick glance that she wasn't alone in this room.  

[tabloxtlou]

Once again {Tablo/Hyuna}

It was another depressing afternoon when he was walking through the streets, he was going inside different abandoned houses, searching for some blankets and other useful stuffs, it was something normal in his day after day, he knew that anybody would come back or at least he didn't care at all, he needed to stay safe and alive so he was ok with being a hunter and doing that, after all, what else he could do?

He held his gun firmly once he walked inside of one of the houses, his eyes examining everything, his five senses awake and alert, he felt like he could walk around without any problem once he realized the house was empty, he walked to the kitchen first, opening the shelves and looking for food but he couldn't found anything to eat so he kept examining the house, walked up the stairst and the first thing he found was one of the room's doors open, when he was inside he could see it was the room of a child but also noticed blood on the walls, the cradle almost destroyed... a cradle, that means a baby and immediately he started thinking about Haru and the memories filled his mind in seconds.

He was swimming in memories and couldn't feel that one infected was inside the house until he heard it too close, when he wanted to react was too late, the infected was inside the room, he took his gun and when he was about to shot, the infected jumped over him and gun flied to the other side of the room, this infected was different, he was a stalker, stronger and ready to destroy him, he was in danger, once again, he was trying to take the monster away to get his gun but was having some problems, he didn't wanted to lose this battle, he survived for months, he was ok, so why now? he needed help but anybody was around to save him like the last time.