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Today, however, was different. There was something pressing she needed to address. As she reached the top of the hill, she spotted Saans already there, scanning the base for any signs of nearby threats. His attention never wavered, his sharp eyes always alert. Despite her arrival, he acknowledged her presence but kept his focus on the task at hand.
Saans was known as Y/N's spy-everyone in the base knew it, but it was part of the delicate balance of survival. Y/N pulled her horse to a halt, dismounted, and walked over to a nearby rock where she sat, letting the warmth of the morning sun wash over her.
Saans turned towards her after a moment, his voice steady but expectant. "What's today?"
Y/N sighed, her eyes still fixed on the horizon. "No missions today. But it's been weeks. What about the scavenging runs? You know, the ones after me? Who's going out for them now? It's been almost a month and a half since I passed you the supplies. I made sure they would last for a while, but the month is up. Any updates on who's going out, or am I just going to keep bringing in supplies as usual?"
Saans paused for a moment, scanning the horizon before responding. "I think, till now, no one's noticed that the supplies are running low. They've been focused on the lookout and scouting within the walls. The survivors are keeping an eye out for threats but haven't ventured far, so they probably haven't realized the shortage. It's always been you bringing supplies, and maybe it just slipped their minds."
Y/N nodded slowly, taking in the information. "Alright. Keep watch, Saans. I'll come back by evening and check in. Don't stay here if anyone notices the supplies running low and someone volunteers. Tell them not to worry. There's a stash at the hideout nearby-one Y/N made specifically for emergencies. It's meant for the base. I'll bring supplies from there if needed."
Saans gave a silent nod, his sharp gaze still on the base as he made a mental note of her instructions. "Understood. Stay safe, Y/N."
With that, Y/N turned and began walking back toward her horse, the weight of the situation still pressing on her mind. As she mounted and urged her horse forward, she knew there was little time to waste. The clock was ticking, and the survival of everyone in the base rested on how well she managed the delicate balance of secrecy, supply, and safety.
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As expected, it was Jin, suho and Hobi who first noticed the scarcity of supplies at the base. The three had been keeping watch over the stockpiles and realized that something was amiss. The supplies were running low, and the tension in the air was palpable. Without wasting time, they made their way to Minho, who had been the one handling most of the base's operations. They shared their concerns, and Minho immediately took note of the situation.
For the past week, Minho had been unusually quiet about the matter. He had been keeping it to himself, waiting for the right moment to bring it up with Y/N. Minho had been thinking about her constantly. It had been too long since she last came to meet him. The town where he had gone for supplies had run dry, and he knew it was only a matter of time before things got worse if Y/N didn't show up with the much-needed supplies. The long wait had begun to weigh on him. He understood Y/N had been busy with something, but it didn't make the silence easier to bear.
Minho knew that the others were unaware of the secret communications between him, Y/N, and Hyungsik. The survivors at the base only knew that Y/N had been out there, miles away, and hadn't met with them in the past few months. They were starting to feel the absence of her presence, and the strain was becoming more apparent with each passing day.
Minho had learned to trust Y/N's judgment and knew she had her reasons for the silence. But now, with the supplies running low, he couldn't wait much longer. He hoped she would show up soon, so they could finally discuss the dwindling supplies and find a way forward. The weight of the situation was growing heavier with each day she remained out of sight.
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In the afternoon, the group gathered at the terrace of the school building, an unusual but welcome spot for them to take a break. It had been a while since they had come here, but today, the warmth of the winter sun was too inviting to ignore. RM, Suga, Jin, Hobi, Jungkook, Jimin, Taehyung, Sehun, and Jiwoo all stood together, their breath visible in the chilly air as the sunlight bathed them in its brief, precious heat.
The cold wind of winter had started to bite, but the sun managed to offer a rare moment of comfort. Everyone was bundled up in warm layers, but the warmth from the sun felt like a reminder of something familiar-a small luxury in a world constantly on edge. They didn't often get the chance to relax like this, but today, there was a brief calm.
As the group settled on the terrace, the atmosphere was calm, yet there was a sense of unease beneath the surface. Jin and Hobi exchanged a look before they spoke up, their voices low but clear, knowing this was something that needed to be addressed.
"RM, Suga, Sehun..." Jin started, glancing at each of them, "We've noticed the supplies are getting low. We've been keeping track, and it's clear the stockpiles aren't going to last much longer, especially with the winter biting hard now. It's been almost a week since we told Minho about it, but we still haven't heard back from him. We're starting to get worried about what's going on."
Hobi nodded in agreement, his brow furrowed in concern. "We passed the message to him, but nothing's changed. He hasn't said anything, and we have no idea what he's planning. We're running out of options, and we don't know how much longer we can keep going like this."
Sehun listened quietly, his expression unreadable as he absorbed the information. His gaze shifted to RM, then to Suga, waiting for their thoughts on the matter. It was clear that everyone was on edge, and the looming supply shortage was only adding to the pressure.
Meanwhile, Jiwoo, Jimin, Taehyung, and Jungkook sat together, listening closely. Jiwoo's face remained stoic, but she seemed deep in thought, perhaps weighing their options. The others were clearly concerned, but they too had learned to mask their worries, at least for now.
The group fell silent for a moment, the weight of the situation settling in. No one spoke, but the uncertainty of what lay ahead lingered in the cold winter air. Everyone knew they couldn't wait forever, and they needed a solution, fast.
At the midst of the tense silence, Jiwoo let out a bitter chuckle, breaking the stillness. Her tone carried a hint of frustration and weariness, a reflection of the pressure building in the group.
"You know," Jiwoo began, shaking her head with a half-hearted smile, "it's always Y/N who goes out and brings back the supplies. Even when we're stocked up, she's the one going out again, bringing more-always making sure we have enough. Now, it's been weeks since she showed up, and we're running out... I can't help but wonder if we've been too reliant on her all this time."
She paused, her eyes lingering on the ground for a moment before looking up at the others. "I mean, it feels like we've all just been waiting for her, doesn't it? She always comes through, no matter how bad things get. But now, it's like she's disappeared, and we're stuck here, waiting for a miracle that might not come."
As Jiwoo spoke, her words seemed to echo in the quiet atmosphere, and the rest of the group listened intently, the reality of the situation becoming more palpable. Her bitter chuckle hung in the air, but it wasn't just her frustration that filled the space. The others began to respond in their own ways, acknowledging the difficult truth.
RM was the first to break the silence. His expression was thoughtful, his tone calm but laced with concern. "You're right, Jiwoo. Y/N's always been there for us, pulling through when we need her. We've relied on her more than we've realized."
Suga nodded slowly, his usual calm demeanor now carrying a weight of unspoken worry. "She's been a rock for all of us," he said, his voice steady but heavy with the reality of the situation. "But even the strongest rocks can erode if they're always expected to carry the burden."
Sehun's voice broke through the tension, his usual calm demeanor not hiding the hint of worry in his eyes. "We can't wait forever. We all know Y/N's not invincible, but we can't forget how much she's done for us. We owe it to her-and ourselves-to keep going, even when she's not here."
Jin, ever the optimist, sighed, but a small, rueful smile tugged at his lips. "I've never doubted Y/N's ability to survive out there, but... yeah, I've been wondering the same thing. We've been taking her for granted a little, haven't we? She always comes back with supplies, no matter the risk. Now it's like the world's turned upside down, and we're stuck here with nothing but the wait."
Hobi, standing close to Jin, gave him a supportive glance before speaking. "We know Y/N will come back. She always does. But maybe it's time we start thinking about how we can help ourselves too. She's not invincible, and we're not helpless. We can't just be waiting for the next shipment from her."
Jimin leaned forward, his eyes narrowed in thought. "I hate to admit it, but Jiwoo's right. Y/N always carries the weight of everything. It's like we've become dependent on her. It's not fair to her, and it's not fair to us either."
Taehyung let out a soft exhale, his gaze fixed on the horizon. "Y/N's strength is something we all admire. But we need to be ready to step up and take charge, too. She might not always be there. We can't just wait for her to save us every time."
The group fell silent again, the weight of their thoughts heavy in the winter air. They all knew it was time to prepare for the worst, but each of them had a sense of respect for Y/N and the sacrifices she had made for the group. Now, it was their turn to step up, not just out of necessity, but out of respect for everything she had done.
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As the sky shifted toward evening, hues of orange and pink spread across the horizon. Taehyung stood alone on the terrace, his gaze fixed on the distant hill. The wind had picked up, rustling his hair, but his focus remained unwavering.
The others were scattered below, unaware of his quiet watch, but he didn't mind the solitude. He was used to it. His mind was focused entirely on one thing: waiting.
It was almost sunset, and the cold winter air began to nip at his skin. The terrace had become his vantage point, his place to wait and watch. He hadn't told anyone about this. Something told him it was better to keep his watch to himself for now.
It had been 16, maybe 17 days since he last saw her. She had left the base without much notice, only informing Minho a few months ago. Her absence had weighed heavily on everyone.
Every day since then, Taehyung had come to the roof, binoculars in hand, scanning the horizon, hoping for a glimpse of Y/N.
His eyes were fixed on a familiar spot-a tree on the hill where Y/N often went to survey the area or simply take a moment to herself. Today, however, something felt different.
There she was, perched on her usual branch, eyes scanning the landscape below. But what caught his attention wasn't just her presence-it was the exhaustion that seemed to radiate from her. Y/N, always sharp and alert, now appeared tired, worn down. It had been days-four, maybe five-since he last saw her, and her absence had weighed on him more than he cared to admit. Even from this distance, her fatigue was evident. She hadn't been sleeping, and it was obvious.
He'd grown accustomed to her comings and goings, but this time, something felt off. He had come up to the terrace every day, peering through the binoculars, hoping to catch a glimpse of her. Today, he finally saw her. A sense of relief washed over him, but it was quickly replaced with unease. She was alive, she was back-but something wasn't right. Her stillness seemed unnatural, and the exhaustion on her face made her appear more vulnerable than ever.
What really caught his attention, though, was the sight of her horses. Rebel, Astra, and Orion stood below the tree, grazing as if waiting for her to finish her work. That wasn't typical. Why would she need all three horses if she was just scouting? It didn't make sense.
As his concern grew, Taehyung didn't dare share his worry with the others. He knew Y/N would return when she was ready. But today, seeing her like this, something didn't sit right with him. She was too tired, and the presence of all three horses told him this wasn't a normal trip.
With a quiet sigh, he lowered the binoculars and tried to calm the unease in his chest. He would wait, as always, until she was ready to return, to whatever place she had gone. Perhaps back to the base, perhaps somewhere else-he wasn't sure.
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Y/N sat on her branch, utterly exhausted, her body heavy with the toll of the past few days. She had just come from the town where her base was located, a place she had chosen for its abundance of supplies and the relative safety it provided. There were no immediate major threats, just the usual presence of the undead lurking in the shadows. It had been quiet, but she knew that would change soon enough.
Her trip had been long and tiring, as she had spent days searching for more evidence related to her work. It was something she had to do, but now, the weariness weighed heavily on her. She wasn't keeping watch as she normally would-today, she simply didn't have the energy for it. Still, she was alert, listening for any sound that might indicate danger.
She had brought back vital supplies for her base, all loaded onto her three horses, who were now resting near the base of the tree, grazing quietly. The supplies were carefully placed by a rock, secured and hidden from prying eyes.
Saans had already been to the location when she arrived, but he hadn't expected her to take this long. He had already made one trip, hauling back a quarter of the load, and he would return with another horse to carry the rest. Y/N knew this, and as her eyes closed, she allowed herself a brief moment of rest, though she remained acutely aware of her surroundings.
She knew she had to stay vigilant until Saans reached the base with the supplies. Only then would she feel the burden of the task lift, and she would head back to her own base. There was still time before the sun dipped below the horizon, but Y/N hoped she wouldn't have to spend too much time alone in the tree with the horses. If the darkness came, she would have to assess the situation and figure out her next move.
For now, she waited, eyes half-closed, listening to the soft rustling of leaves and the quiet sounds of the horses. Everything seemed still, but she knew better than to let her guard down completely. She had to be ready for whatever the night might bring.
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Taehyung stood frozen, his mind blank, his mouth slightly agape as the scene unfolded before him. His binoculars were still in his hands, but his focus was lost. What he had just witnessed made no sense. His heart raced, but the words wouldn't come.
He had been watching, as usual, when he saw Saans approaching Y/N. From the distance, it seemed like a typical interaction, Saans likely coming to discuss something about the security of the base, or so Tae thought. But as the situation played out before his eyes, he quickly realized it was anything but ordinary.
Saans began taking the supplies that Y/N had secured earlier, placing them onto the two horses he had brought with him. Tae's eyes narrowed. Why two horses? The supplies were more than enough for that amount. There was no way that much could fit on just two horses if Saans was to ride one of them. It didn't add up.
Then, Y/N did something unexpected-she handed over Astra, one of her trusted horses, to Saans. What was going on? Was she seriously giving him Astra just to haul the supplies back? Tae's mind raced, trying to make sense of it, but nothing fit. Y/N wasn't just giving him Astra for a quick trip-she was preparing for something bigger.
Y/N then moved to a nearby rock, her posture tired, her gaze distant, as Saans made his way back toward the base with now three horses. The weight of the situation finally hit Taehyung. It was then that he chuckled in disbelief. How could Y/N know the base was running low on supplies? How had she managed to gather so much and return with it? He shook his head, amazed by her. Even after all this time, she still managed to surprise him.
He looked at her, exhausted yet focused, and finally muttered to himself, "You're unbelievable, Y/N." A soft smile tugged at the corners of his lips. Typical Y/N-always one step ahead, always doing what needed to be done, no matter how much it took out of her.
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