no. don’t. ( a hand grasps out at wu—jin, feeling a burning sensation inside of his chest; god this hurt; unlike anything in his life ever. )
don’t go.
( talking like he could change wu—jin’s mind. his own mind was clouded. )
( those words brought heartbreak over his features but he could nearly feel the infection spreading, feel it taking over )
i know... i know but . . . you already have...
( taking a few steps back, hand on the door not ready to risk any of their lives )
“i. . don’t know. but 𝔀e’re safe. that’s what matters in this moment.” he quickly gets up, running over to the door to check outside; it was clearing out, and fast. “we need to start moving back to the others soon. wherever they are.”
his head fell back against the wall behind him with a small curse, letting the adrenaline fade to aching bones and the full force of the fear.
“ do you think everyone else is safe? ” he kept his voice low, quiet. . . but even then the layer of fear and uneasiness was audible.
“fine. i’m fine.” answered quickly, he looks behind himself, at the door with zombies passing by the glass panes and sliding door that was shut and kept that way by a random item jammed between the door and the frame.
“ ye- . . . ” checking over self as well, a soft exhale of relief when he comes up clear, “ yeah… i’m alright. . . are you? ”
there’s a panic as his gaze started to scan over suhyeok’s body, looking for bites on exposed skin or through clothing with a racing heart.
su—hyeok was in the mix of catching his breath and check on wu—jin. his bloodied hands checking the others exposed hands and neck for bites and or scratches. a small huff; “are you alright, wu—jin?”
when wujin and @kickplode had gotten separated from the group, it was suhyeok who guided him into an empty room, a supply room in one of the classrooms.
the zombies who had been chasing had lost interest but wujin was trying to calm himself on the floor, knees pulled to chest.