alleyway ➳ a yoonseok one shot.

1:37am on april 26th

Hoseok wondered why he was still alive.

He was useless to the world. Nobody cared for him, not even his own family that happily kicked him out after he slowly drifted into the world of alcohol and drugs. But, it's whatever. That happened months ago and now, he's over it. He didn't need them.

He didn't need anybody.

Hoseok turns the corner and stumbles into the dark alleyway, taking a sip from his beer bottle. He nearly trips and lets out a small giggle before continuing to make his way home. He had decided to go out tonight with his friends, Jeongguk, Jin, Taehyung and Jimin, who ended up ditching him for their friends.

Hoseok didn't mind that they ditched him though. Afterall, they were trying to have some fun as well. He was just happy that he got to go to the bar and drink. He never does that anymore. He usually just sits at home and drinks.

Hoseok went to take final sip from his beer and then frowned when realizing there was no more left. He stopped and stared at the bottle for a couple of seconds. Then, carelessly dropped it onto the ground and continued making his way home.

Suddenly, he saw something moving in the dark. He stopped once again and squinted his eyes to see if he could make out who or what it was.

Then, a body slammed right into his so hard that he fell onto the ground. The body colliding on top of him.

He looked up to see the figure that had slammed into him was a boy. He could make out some of his features from the nearby streetlight; he had mint-colored hair, a black eye and wet tears streaming down his face.

The mint-haired boy and him lock eyes for a couple of seconds.

The boy looked so scared and Hoseok wanted to help him. He opened his mouth but before he could speak, someone had interrupted them.

"I'm not done with you yet, you fucking faggot!" A voice yells. This caused the mint-haired boy to quickly scramble off of him and run off.

Hoseok stood up and then somebody had grabbed him by the collar of his t-shirt. He was immediately face-to-face with an older man who looked around the age of his own father. He quickly removed the thought his father from his head.

"Where is he?!" The man shouted in his face. Hoseok winced at how loud he was.

"Where's who?" He asked.

The man glared at him, "Don't play dumb with me, boy! I know you ran into him!" Hoseok shrugged, "I don't know, nobody even passed through here." Seeing the man was getting more infuriated, Hoseok offered him a drunk, lazy smile and that's when the man slammed his fist into Hoseok's stomach.

This caused Hoseok to let out a groan and fall onto his knees, his arms wrapped around himself. "Fucking useless piece of shit." The man mutters and then walked off. Hoseok couldn't help but agree with the man; he was right. Hoseok is a useless piece of shit.

Hoseok suddenly felt the sudden urge to vomit. He looked around for a nearby trashcan and spotted one. He staggered over to it, lifting up the lid and threw up. After that, he wiped off his mouth and collapsed to the ground.