The small meal delivered by Minseok sits in front of him like a grave; it's just simply so still and reminds him of tragedy. What is the tragedy in this situation? Soojung being locked up that cell.
Gripping the sides of the tray with his trembling hands, Jongin gets out of the seat of his desk and forces himself to take small steps towards her quarter of the "room".
Jongin can sense that she's curled up into a small ball like a hamster, trying to keep in all the warmth she has. He sets the tray down and takes his link of keys out from his sweatpants' pocket.
He jiggles the silver key into it's destiny and pushes the cell door open; the sound doesn't even bother Soojung. She's just laying there, staring at the blank wall in front of her eyes and trying to stay awake.
"Aish, so hard to see..." he mutters and lifts the the tray of food into his hands. At least the door of her room is a metal barred-door unlike the rest of her 'cell", which is just a normal room with enclosed walls.
Soojung rolls over onto her side and tries to make out with her dry eyes what the food is.
"It's just rice and two pieces of tofu..." Jongin feels pain just saying this aloud. It's not like he has a choice, though. The kitchen worker was forced to make this for Soojung by Kim Jongun's orders. Even so, Jongin feels like he was the one who made this small portion of food for her.
Soojung sits up onto her butt and slides out of the bed onto the freezing ground. "Thank you for the meal." She whispers as he sets the meal in front of her face. Picking up the chopsticks, she holds them like they're going to break easily.
"Eat well... I'll go get your prisoner pajamas and we'll go shower and get changed, okay?"
"Prisoner pajamas...? We'll go shower?" Soojung almost chokes on her rice just hearing that last sentence. Even though she feels like a corpse, her mind is still alive and thinking of it the wrong way like a normal female would.
Taking a shower with Jongin? Is what she thinks in her brain right now.
"N–no. Th–That's not what I meant." He makes that "no" motion with his hands and swallows his saliva.
"Oh, that's a bummer." She mutters and stuffs herself with a piece of tofu. Evidently, Jongin hears what she says and almost has a heart attack from the pumping of his blood in his cheeks.
"Pardon?"
"I mean, I had high hopes for... something." Soojung secretly smiles and continues eating the rice + tofu.
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Rebellion (KaiStal f.f)
FanfictionInstead of killing her like his leader had asked him to do, he dropped the gun and waited for her to pick it up to shoot him. She did not pick it up.