Yoongi grunted; the rays of sunshine snuck through the cracks in the walls. He covered his face as he dragged his lifeless body out of bed. Last night he was just thrown in jail, no court case. Wow, shows how the justice system cares.
A female officer banged on his cell door, "Rise and shine, chow time Yoongi."
The prisoner ran his fingers through his hair, "Nice to see you still have a stick up your ass, Nancy. How's your divorce going, huh? Cats keeping you company or what?" Officer Nancy rolled her eyes.
"I wish you were on the electric chair."
"Ouch, Nancy, just asking how you're handling yourself alone. I'm a criminal. Not a heartless monster."
"Just get out your cell for breakfast, maggot."
"Alright, alright. Don't get your granny panties from Walmart in a twist, geez."
Yoongi shoved his hands into his orange jumpsuit pockets and strolled out of his cell. The cafeteria was loaded with the scum society chucked away. He grabbed his plastic plate and shuffled into the assembly line of people. An old hag with snow white hair sneered at Yoongi. He waved and smirked at her, "Hey Gladis, long time no see, sweetie." Gladis grunted and slapped a spoonful of mystery slop on his plate. Yoongi winced at it, he just saw it wiggle around. He walked away to sit at a table, all by himself. He'd used to sit with Hobi and only Hobi. But...everything changed.
As Yoongi poked at his mystery slop, a gang of prisoners crowded around him.
"Well, well, well," one of them said, "look at what the cat dragged in. Heard your partner committed suicide at your heist. What a pussy move. " The crowd chuckled at what he said.
"What did you say?" Yoongi inquired.
The other prisoner spoke up once more, "You heard me man. Your little boyfriend is a big ol' pussy. He ain't no real man if he can't last in this place. " Yoongi slammed his hands on the table. He grabbed the other prisoner by his neck, pinning him against the brick wall.
"Listen, you don't know what Hobi's past is like. I'm all he had. He was all I had. I fucking love him, okay?! And I will kill you and everyone in this room if it means I could hold him one last time. Let this be a warning to you. " Yoongi tightened his grip on his throat. Nancy and two other officers pulled him off. He was sent to his prison cell, no breakfast. As per any other inmate that broke the rules, he was forced to clean the toilets as punishment.
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