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Seungmin dashed through the overgrown city park, the fog breaking under his feet while the sound of loud screeches came from behind, every way he looked there were more infected coming his way.
Cold, unsteady breaths left his lips, barely being able to make out where he was even running due to winter fog taking over the park, leaving him to wish himself luck and guess which way to go next.
“Ah!” he yelped out with a curse, a stinging pain shot through his stomach, looking down to his waist seeing that a sharp end of a tree branch had left a deep cut across his waist, now slowing him down, holding onto the wound, unsuccessfully trying to stop the bleeding as the blood ran between his fingers, leaving himself easier for the infected to get to.
Whispering curses and prayers under his icy breath while continuing to run,
not letting the wound slow him down, he found a small alleyway and quickly took a sharp turn into it, leaving the park and stumbled onto the ground of the alleyway, seungmin grabbed a handful of stones off the ground and tossed in another direction in which distracted the infected, taking them a different way, just missing him.
A tear fell down the stressed the boy's cheek as he rested against the stone wall, covering his mouth, keeping breaths quiet while a crowd of infected ran past
Seungmin’s eyes wandered trying to find a door or somewhere to hide.
Grabbing onto nearby bins, struggling to stand up with the deep cut and tired legs, Seungmin walked down the alley, quietly trying each handle of every door he went past but with no luck on each one he continued to search.
His free hand rested over his gun which was tucked into his belt, soon finding a door which was unlocked.
trying to push it open, it was jammed, Seungmin sighed in frustration as he painfully kept trying to open the jammed door, grunts leaving his lips as he struggled.
“Please…please open” he mumbled quietly,
thrusting his back shoulder harshly against the door, causing something on the other side to slam down, echoing through the city, a shiver of panic sent down Seungmin's spine as he tried to open it faster.
“Open you piece of shit” he accidentally yelled in frustration, upon realisation,
The sound of dead feet dragging across the floors filled the street,
panic filled his body before backing away from the door and ran back towards it with all the energy left in him, now flying into the dark room but he wasn't safe yet.
The infected had already found him, low groans came closer, Seungmin turned around to see them getting close to door, rushing back over he slammed to door shut just as one reached inside, with a bit of struggle and force he shut the door, causing the rotten, fleshy arm to snap off into the room.
Seungmin looked around and found the problem, a pile of crates were piled against the door, pushing them back against the metal door as the infected slowly stopped banging.
Panting heavily, seungmin dropped to his knees in pain and tiredness, his legs shook with weakness as he took his jacket and backpack off in a struggle, his vision became blurry before collapsing onto the floor,
eyes began to shut even though he tried to fight it without success his exhausted body gave in and fell asleep while the wound dripped blood onto the cold floor which started to dry up beside him.
Hours , and hours passed, and seungmins eyes started to flutter open, his vision a blur but slowly coming back to normal as he felt a cold, stinging feeling on his wound.
Soon coming back to consciousness , a mysterious figure kneeled over Seungmin, tampering with his wound, widening his eyes.
Seungmin yelled before crawling backwards and away from the strange man.
“W-what the fuck! Who are you?” he raised his voice in defence while reaching for the gun in his belt before whipping it out, pointing it to the now scared other,
Seungmin's terrifying eyes met a pair of fearful ones.
“Woah woah hey, p-put that down, i-i was just t-trying to help…” the mysterious man tried to explain while lifting his hands up in defence.
Seungmin furrowed his brows before looking at the others set up, bottles, cloths and bandages, then looked down at his nearly cleaned up wound.
His breath became steady before slowly lowering his gun, slipping it back into his leather belt.
“Right, well don't just…touch some random guy while he's sleeping next time” he coldly stated before hesitantly moving back to the other as he nodded
“Yeah…uhm s-sorry, you were asleep f-for like 6 hours now a-and it just looked really bad…uh im H-Hyeonjun by the way, Han Hyeonjun” Hyeonjun stated gently with a soft, anxious smile as he grabbed the cloth
“Right, yeah thanks. Nice to meet you Hyeonjun, Seungmin” Seungmin answered back,
still in his cold manner before slipping off his shirt to make it easier to tend the wound,
revealing his sweaty, dirty , scratched and scared torso, he snatched the cloth from the stranger before soaking it in medicine and cleaned his wound while hisses slipped through his teeth in pain making his hand movements more hesitant.
“Hey let me-” Hyeonjun tried to offer while leaning to grab the cloth before Seungmin quietly refused and turned away from him slightly before continuing to struggle to clean his wound, especially with trying to reach the back part.
As a few awkward minutes passed, seungmin gave up and tossed the cloth at the boy before leaning against a wall
“Fine. do it” he mumbled in frustration as he looked at Hyeonjun
Hyeonjun caught the cloth before smiling a little as he nodded,
Moving closer to the other before careful pressing the cloth against the wound, cleaning the leftovers and dried blood as Seungmin tried to contain his groans and hisses of pain,
“N-Nealy done…y-you know, you scared the shit out of m-me earlier, i t-thought you were an infected, but e-even if i knew it was a person i would still be scared, e-especially since now i've met you…you are q-quite intimidating” Hyeonjun yapped to the other as he finished cleaning.
Hyeonjun grabbed a new cloth and soaked it in some bubbly water but his wrist was grabbed before it could touch seungmin
“Whats that?” he questioned with furrowed his brows
“J-just soapy water, i-i found some s-soap a while ago luckily, c-cant you see how clean i am” Hyeonjun said as he flared his hands up , trying the lighten the cold air
Seungmin just silently nodded and let Hyeonjun clean his torso before wrapping the bandage around his waist to cover the wound.
“Also it's fine, I wouldn't have let anyone in either.” Seungmin said reassuringly as he grabbed his shirt, sliding it back on before standing up with a big stretch and yawn,
He really needed that sleep, he hadn't slept properly in weeks.
The room filled with silence as Hyeojun packed everything away and Seungmin went to his bag, rustling in it as he grabbed out a small waterproof pack, he sat down quietly while opening it, taking out some food and a pack of cigarettes which he rarely smoked, mainly due to the fact that they're difficult to find now.
shutting his bag before walking to a different side of the room from Hyeonjun and sat down with a groan,
Slipping the cigarette in his mouth before lighting it, shoving the lighter into his pocket, he sat there peacefully while snacking on some beef jerky.
Hyeonjun watched from afar as he just sat there quietly, fiddled with his fingers nervously.
“S-so how did y-you get…here?” Hyeonjun's voiced filled the silence as he slowly walked over to Seungmin who finished his cigarette, putting it out into the ground as he looked over at the nervous Hyeonjun with a sigh as he rubbed his face, not wanting to talk to some stranger
“Just because, my old place was taken over and I've been on the run for like two weeks now or something” Seungmin explained, acting like he didn't care, like it was just a small inconvenience that happened.
Hyeonjun nodded in sympathy as he sat down with other,
“I see…I'm s-sorry that happened, d-did you have a group?” he questioned
“Uhm kinda but it's whatever” Seungmin said, starting to sound more annoyed by each question, not wanting to think about what happened.
“What about you? How long you've been here then” seungmin now questioned back
“Oh I've b-basically been o-on my own since the s-start now, ive met p-people but only temporarily, s-sorta by choice…some did like d-die but some of us j-just seperated, i don't mind” Hyeonjun explained as he sat comfortably next to the intimidating man but yet he easily started to yap to him, even with the coldness around seungmin there was an undertone of warmth to him,
Seungmin slowly started to recognise the timid boy’s stutter, trying to figure out if it was because he's nervous or just his lack of communication over the years.
“8 years on your own? Wow…how old are you?” Seungmin questioned while looking over at the other
“Y-yeah well, even b-before this i-i was a bit of a loner i g-guess, but im 23 now , n-nearly 24 so i g-guess ive grown used to it by now” he said with a gently chuckle as he fiddled with his fingers
“Oh yeah? We’re the same age, surprised, we were like 15-16 when this all started…i havent met that many my age if im honest” Seungmin spoke , his tone started to soften as his guard slowly started to go down, the two now sat back in awkward peace as they did their own thing.