✔️ 𝐒𝐍𝐎𝐖𝐏𝐈𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐄𝐑 × 𝘫.𝘫𝘬

2 : Past's devils

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- omniscient pov -

"Last morning they stayed longer, it's our window" argued the light brown haired man. He relieved his stress by bitting his plumped lips.

"If we're all here, we can beat them. Women and children would stay behind that's all" Added Hongnul while all the men had formed a circle. Impulsive reactions followed his words, they felt ready for it. The gaze of the young man looked through the group to end in the corner of the car.

"Aren't you going to say something?" He asked Jungkook, who was the closest thing to a friend for him. He sat on a little stool, he was sharpening a blade, not interested in the group talk which took place besides him.

After his friend's call out, everyone went quiet. He finally looked up.

"Why would it matter, Jimin?" he answered with one eyebrow raised.

The so called Jimin shrugged, looking for visual support. "I don't know, more brain and more fists to fight their soldiers for example?"
He answered with sarcasm in his voice.

Jungkook snorted while shaking his head slightly. "Y'all look like you already made your decision so why would my voice matter"

Jimin frowned and got up. "Jk, you're the only one who knows mechanic, have seen behind this door and we all know you can fight. You're not going to let us down are you?!" tens of eyes stared at Jungkook, waiting for his answer.

His black eyes hidden behind his hair, he frowned. Remembering his first week here, the reason why he saw behind the door. His hand started to shake, he held the knife to make it stop.

- Flashback -

It was the second night since the world ended.
Light steps echoed through the car train. Jungkook succeeded to sleep for once, but strong arms stopped him to scream, and breathe. Panic filled his body but soon, everything went black.

Jungkook woke up searching for air when a bucket of cold water was thrown to his face. He coughed multiple times, before having his voice back.

"Let me go you fuckers!!" he screamed at the four guards next to him, before feeling a warm hand on his shoulder. He was already triggered by a simple touch, his body tensed.

"Well, I'm not trying to scare you here." Hansul appeared in front of him. "My dear ex son-in-law" he added, seeing Jungkook this vulnerable made him smile.

Jungkook tried to move but they tied him tightly to the chair, his wrists were already bleeding. But he didn't care for the pain.

"I'm just trying to hurt you. That way, you'll remember to keep your mouth shut, and to never try to enter the other car train" the dark gaze of Hansul made Jungkook laugh nervously.

He couldn't take anymore shit, the last week on Earth broke him.

"Kill me then, I don't want to think about you and your bitch daughter anyway" he spat with a cocky tone.

At this point, he didn't even know why he came on the train. Survival instinct? Despair? Love?

Hansul tilted his head to order one of the guard. He punched Jungkook until blood came out of his mouth.

"In fact, you got a point, only a bitch would agree to sleep with you" Hansul shrugged, walking casually around Jungkook.

He couldn't help but feel like an electric shock hearing this. His emotions were all over the place but he translated everything into anger, spitting his blood on Hansul's shoes with a daring gaze.