Train To Busan ❉ Chapter 1
SPOILERS! DO NOT READ IF YOU HAVE NOT (PLAN TO) SEEN TRAIN TO BUSAN!
Member(s): Seok-Woo x Reader
Type: Zombie!AU (Violence/Fluff/Angst/Eventual Smut)
Plot: A simple trip to Busan seems to be a lot more than it’s worth.
The soft, delicate rays of the sun shined through the window, highlighting the room in a perfect pattern. The old fan that sat in the corner of the room humming with discontent, drowning out the sound of quiet snores. The large, puffy, white bed that had more blankets and pillows than necessary safely cocooning the couple burrowed inside.
The candle on the vanity flickered again and again, the flame dulling with each passing second. As time went by, it had died out along with the last breath of the burnt wick, taking the soothing sandalwood scent along with it.
Seok-Woo was the first to wake, scared by the blaring squeal that came from the alarm clock on the small wooden table beside him. You groaned from beside him, softly kicking his leg to shut it off. He silently laughed, placing a small kiss on your temple as he climbed out of the bed.
It took him no time to get ready. The usual shower, style his hair, and changing into the suit he’d done everyday for many years.
With another fleeting kiss to you, this time on your lips, he left the room. Quickly stopping to check on Soo-An before rushing out of the house.
The same blaring alarm went off an hour later, notifying that it was now your turn to get up and get ready. Your strong dislike for mornings was hitting hard in that moment, and you wished she could just throw the alarm away.
By the time you had left bed, Soo-An was already at the dining table waiting for her. “Is he coming today?” Soo-An asked as she caught sight of you. You and glanced at the girl, unable to give her an answer, especially the one she wanted. You’d asked Seok-Woo the same thing the week before and didn’t get a proper answer.
“He’s going to try, sweetheart.” was the only response you could give. “Now eat and get ready. You have a big day ahead of you!” you smiled.
“Are you coming?” she’d asked again.
“Of course I am.” You grinned. You knew how nervous Soo-An had been about the recital. You’d helped her rehearse the song for weeks, the girl’s dedication to impress her father being the only thing that made her stick to it.
You had dedicated yourself to driving Soo-An to school since you’d moved in with Seok-Woo. It was almost a given since your office was just a few streets away. Luckily, Soo-An was only against the idea in the beginning, when she resented you with every fiber in her body. It made an awkward car ride.
The two of you bonded rather quickly. Mainly because of the fact that Soo-An desperately missed her mother and you were the motherly figure in the house. Seok-Woo had hated that at first. He’d never really bonded with his daughter, but you made it seem so simple. No matter how hard he tried he couldn’t win the girl’s heart.
“So you’re taking her to Busan?” you asked as you sat down on the corner of the bed. Seok-Woo shuffled inside the closet and she heard him sigh.
“Yes we are. That’s what she wants.” he replied, shutting the closet door and walking to stand front of you. He grabbed your hands in his own, bending his knees to crouch in front of you. “You’re coming too, right? She’ll want you there.” he questioned.
You pushed your forehead against his for a moment. The silence in the room going awkward as you lost yourself in your thoughts. You knew that Soo-An would want her there, but there was an awkwardness of meeting your boyfriend’s ex-wife that threw you off.
“You should spend time with her, and you should talk to your wife.” you spoke sadly. As much as you hated it, you knew Soo-An would be better off if her parents were to reconcile. Their divorce was hard on her. Her dad bringing a new woman into it did not help either.
“We aren’t doing this again. She isn’t my wife anymore, and I don’t want her to be. I’m with you now, and that is how it’s going to stay.” Seok-Woo explained, pushing his head away from yours and opting to sit next to you, his hand laying on your thigh.
You looked at the man guiltily. That conversation always upset both of you, but you both knew it was true. Soo-An was a little girl that just wanted both her mother and father.
“Her recital was today. She was upset when you didn’t show.” You sighed, glancing at the video camera in the middle of the bed, “I’m going to start dinner.” you added, standing up from the bed and leaving in a heartbeat.
Seok-Woo was quick to grab the camera, the first thing on it being Soo-An standing in front of her class. She started singing, her eyes glancing around the room before beginning to hesitate. Her words coming out slower until she finally quit singing overall.
Seok-Woo felt a sudden rush of guilt. Maybe because of the recital, or maybe because of how upset she’s been. That was when he made his decision.
He’s going to take her to Busan.