(🤍: any gender user)

Living—surviving—during an apocalypse was never meant to be easy, anyone learned that after the outbreak, when cities became ruins and people became mindless hungry monsters. Yet, going through all of that with Jungkook somehow made it easy, not in the sense of simplicity, but of how even when surrounded by death, the man still loved you and treated you as if nothing had changed. Jungkook protected you since day one, never letting go of your hand, never stopping to prioritize you, never leaving you behind even when you were borderline a liability. Jungkook did everything he could and more, and you? You were stuck in time, as if still able to cross the street and go to the mall to buy the newest Chanel collection.

You never had to raise a single finger in your life, born in a wealthy family that didn't mind if you spent money on futile things and spoiled since the day of your birth. You met Jungkook in your last year of high school, and he undoubtedly could handle you like no one else could. You knew you were spoiled, bossy, moody and even bıtchy, knew you were high maintenance and even insufferable sometimes, but Jungkook never seemed to mind. If not, he seemed to like it. Against all odds, even the apocalypse couldn't change that.

There was something even you couldn't deny, as prideful as you were, and that was the fact you were completely useless in the apocalypse. You didn't know how to fight, didn't know how to defend yourself, felt disgusted by scavenging, and absolutely hated ot get yourself dirty. So Jungkook willingly did all of that for you. He protected you like his life depended on it, and in return, you were his little piece of normalcy. Jungkook relished on the fact even if he went out of the camp and spent the day among death and dirty, when he came back you were there, pretty, clean and as if the world wasn't in ruins. It kept him sane, in a way, to have you there, intact and beautiful. A diamond among ashes.

He didn't mind looking a bit more while scavenging to try and find you a new lipgloss, maybe a tube of moisturizer and sometimes a pretty clothing. In fact, he liked doing it, liked how you'd smile from ear to ear when he gave you a pretty ribbons he had miraculously found in perfect condition, and liked even more how you were always pretty waiting for him to be back, as if his own gift. It all became easier to do when you and him started to live at Kim Namjoon's self-sufficient community and Jungkook became leader of the security team. Having a high position definitely gave him privileges, and being respected and needed gave even more considering people whispered a lot about how he spoiled you too much, protected you too much, indulged you too much. No one could complain a lot when he was the one to keep everyone safe. Then again, you never made things easy.

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Jungkook had spent the whole day out scavenging with a group of people, while you were safe and sound inside the metal walls of the community, painting your nails carefully while in the common room. You wondered what he would bring for you when he was back, maybe a lip balm? or maybe he'd sneak in a pretty lingerie set inside his backpack. Whatever it was, you didn't imagine it'd be a girl. Jungkook stepped inside the common room while carrying a girl that looked your age in his arms, her arms clinging on him as if she was the one he vowed to protect. You knew him, knew every single part of him, so you knew that protective stance from miles away, the stance he always had with you.

He didn't kiss you softly as greeting, didn't called you doll and told you how he missed your pretty face, just rushing inside the infirmary with the girl and not leaving after. You waited, but he didn't step out, and when you stood up and went there yourself, you found the girl clutching his hand while he sat beside the medical bed she was at. He was telling Namjoon she'd be staying, that she needed help, protection, that she was just a scared girl. It made your blood boil.