The Apocalypse

Chapter 47

"Aah," someone yelped.

Sounded just like Jungkook, I must really be hallucinating.

I ran my hands through my hair, Namjoon now leaned against the walls of the tower, hiding his crying face. Taehyung still wailing as he rocked in place.

Everything begun to spin again.

I wanted to comfort them both, tell them its okay but it's not okay and quite frankly I was barely holding in the tears myself.

Clarissa and now him in the same day.

Water begun to blur my vision. No, don't cry, don't cry. Taehyung and Namjoon have it way worse than I do, I should be there for them as a friend.

To comfort them, like how Taehyung did for me when Clarissa...

"Aaah hyung!" The person from the sky called again, but this time louder.

Taehyung looks up, mouth gaping.

"Gguk!" He shouts.

GGUK!

Everyones heads dart up.

Taehyung POV:

I swipe my sleeve across my eyes, not believing what I'm seeing.

I don't know if I should laugh or cry.

At the top of the external staircase stood Jungkook, cornered by girls?

He held out a floppy rubber chicken toy at them, wielding it like a sword to protect himself from the girls that squealed at almost everything he did.

"Hyung they're calling me oppa!" He yelps, looking down at us with big scared eyes.

"Oppa-" one of the girls began.

Jungkook squeezed the toy in her direction, a high pitched squeak errupted from it, cancelling out the end of her sentence.

...once the maknae forever the maknae.

Namjoon hyung peeled himself off the wall, laughing and crying mixed together as he stared up at the situation before us.

"Hello, uhm, I'm sorry but could you please give him some space," Namjoon hyung tried to reason with them.

"Nuh-uh," the new girl, Ruth, butted in "you don't have to be sorry," she gave Namjoon a sympathetic glance before returning back to the 3, no 4 girls that cornered Jungkook "move away from the golden maknae. He is small and precious and you lot" she points her finger up at them with narrowed eyes "are scaring him,"

While the rest of us stood planted on the ground (y/n) had already made it halfway up the stairs within seconds. My feet move on their own as I practically flew up the stairs, Namjoon hyung wasn't too far behind me either.

"Have you no sense of respect for personal pry-v-ass-see¹?" She sounded exasperated as she weaved through them to get to him.

The 4 of them, stood by the side in embarassment as the 3 of us lunged towards Jungkook.

"Gguk how did you? Why are you up here and why are your clothes different?" Namjoon hyung fired questions at him while all 3 of us trapped him in our arms.

"Oh, it all started with doughnuts and a crate of rubber chickens...

Jungkook POV:

I tried to hold up the mighty rubber chicken in my hand to show them but the three of them were squeezing the life out of me, I could barely move.