A K-pop Idol's Guide to Surviving a Zombie Apocalypse

"It's safe enough in here, at least," sighed Jin, pulling down the shutters with a rattle that made me jump. "Hopefully this will keep ... Them ... Out." He glanced back at us. "That okay?"

I nodded mutely, staring at the sheet of metal that glared back at me with full greyness.

"I'll take that as a yes," he grumbled, stretching and twisting open another bottle of water as he sat down besides Namjoon hyung, who was already nodding off next to Yoongi hyung (who had already fallen asleep, no doubt). Jungkook wandered around the back of the shop, Hoseok hyung was playing with the empty packets, and Taehyung was still pressed up besides me, shivering.

I nudged him. "You should go to sleep, Tae."

He shook his head, and I blinked. "Why? You okay?"

"I'll see them at night."

"See wh- oh." Nightmares. I paused. "Okay." What was supposed to do?.

"Guys, go to sleep," called Namjoon, after throwing a glance at the metal shutters only several feet away. "Try and get some rest, well be moving again in the morning." Jungkook looked up from his hockey stick. "Where?"

"... Up town?" Jin shrugged sleepily. "Don't worry. We'll figure something out in the morning ..." he yawned.

"Let's not bring along another person this time," I muttered, only loud enough for myself to hear. But judging by Taehyung's somewhat scathing look, he probably heard too.

Eventually, Hoseok hyung crawled over and fell asleep next to us, with Jungkook falling asleep on top of Tae's legs a while later. But as I felt the younger boy's head get heavier on my arm as he drifted off, I realised I was more awake than ever. I couldn't go to sleep.

Every time I closed my eyes, all I saw was those empty, milky white eyes of those creatures lurching towards me out of the darkness. And if I put my hands over my ears to block out the moans seeping through the doors and windows, all I could hear was the sudden shriek and the ... somewhat wet crunch that cut it off.

Somewhere in my brain, I registered than the Kimwoo guy had died.

Oh shit.

He's dead?

He got eaten, more like. I winced, the picture forming in my mind was not a nice one.

He got eaten ... Man. I tried to suppress flailing around like a lunatic.

He got eaten!!

Jesus holy goddamn christ friccity frakkity shit!!

Youre a bit late, another part of my brain - probably the sensible one - whispered. The other part of my brain told it, Shut up.

I'm definitely not getting any sleep tonight.

Why did we even go with him in the first place??? Because of the garage?? But still!! We could have a house - wait not like that house house ... Or maybe if we had a big house with high walls but then the zombies could burrow under ... What things can't be burrowed under? Not flesh eating zombies who WANNA EAT ME - or do they wanna eat me or do they just want my brain? Oh my god! Did Kimwoo get his brain eaten?? How didbthey get through his skull? Does that mean it has Kimwoo's mind now? What if it wants to kill me?? What -

I slapped myself on the cheek - hard.

Shut up, Park Jimin!

No!

Yes you idiot! Get over it!

HE F*CKING DIED

and so did another load of people be glad it's not you!

BUT STILL

I moaned and buried my face in Taehyung's hair, hoping that I could actually close my eyes before dawn came. Or I'll be a morning zombie too.

That wasn't a funny joke! We could all die!

SHUT UP!!!

Notes

.... Lmao