They thought it'd pass and that everything would return back to normal in a couple of years, just like covid-19 pandemic. But it didn't. 93% of the human population died the moment the virus entered their body and 30% of those came back alive. No. Not alive. They were still dead but walked. crawled. Ran. They hunted the people who survived. They feasted on their flesh and drank their blood. But it's all in the past now. Though it took many long years, the government or atleast what's left of them, finally showed up with their machine guns.. annihilating almost all the vile creatures they called zombies. Almost. And the outposts were formed. With a promise of rations every month, the army left a single armed soldier in every outposts and the survivors gathered at the shelter. Jungkook was a survivor. Even though the world was still in ruins and it can never go back to the way things were 50 years ago, Jungkook never knew what starvation is.. and what about the zombies? Those are long gone and he'd never seen one apart from hearing about those monsters from the old people who survived the outbreak. Everything was going perfectly up until an uninvited guest from another outpost came to ask for their help. 'Taehyung' the new guy said his name. And that's the exact moment Jungkook's world came crumbling down. His dreams... the one he never shared with anyone before, the one that's hunting his peaceful nights.. Kook feels like this new guy has something to do with it. [Author: Please read Author's notes before starting to read the story. This story contains Violence and blood, Harsh language, Angst, Slow-burn, Enemies to Lovers, A little bit of Smut And lots of Love ❤️ Disclaimer: This is simply a imaginary fan-fiction story. Nothing related to reality or our idol's personal life. This story is mine and i am writing this solely for own entertainment. All the pictures and gifs belongs to the rightful owners.]
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