For what it's worth || Sope

Facility

Two boys silently walked down the street together, thinking.

Thinking about whether they were gonna make it.

Yoongi knew he was closer to the edge than Hoseok thought, but it's not like he could fall to his knees and cry, and let everything he kept hidden out for no reason.

"Yoongi, I want us to be fixed. I don't want to be broken anymore."

Hobi spoke softly as he let his arms go limp after sliding them into his pockets, his head stayed looking down at the sidewalk, occasionally glancing at yoongi's feet to see any change.

Im living inside of a fucked indie movie, for Christ's sake.

The short boy thought to himself.

But he also thought about another, dark, depressing demon.

Did he want to be happier?

He hadn't really thought about it lately, it was never his drive.

He had recently only been existing to save Jin Woo, and be with Hobi, which he recently made piece with leaving Hobi, as he wanted better for him.

What he didn't realize was Hoseok believed Yoongi was better.

They walked continuously until they reached familiar territory.

Just a few streets from yoongi's home.

||Jin Woo||

Jin Woo sat in the unstable chair, leaning on the arm rest in the dark, cloudy room.

Loud noises were all around him, and he knew it was almost time.

Time for him to be sent into his emotionless labor work.

He stood up and tiredly shuffled to his wardrobe, a rickety rack with one dark, dirty white t shirt, equally unsanitary brown baggy pants, and matching brown vest.

He changed quickly and sat on his bed, waiting to be gotten by the patrol man of his part of the building.

There weren't too many other children in the facility, but it didn't matter.

Jin Woo still got it the worst, not only from staff and his own father, but from the other kids.

They had all despised him once they found out who his dad was, they all believed he was a spy or something.

The kids never saw how badly he had gotten it behind closed doors.

The rest of the kids had gotten portions reduced slightly, had to share beds, had to wait a week for clothes to be washed unless they got in trouble; in that case they had to wait up to a month.

Jin Woo got beaten intensely.
He was given no food for up to a week.
An employee would sometimes be sent to wake him up, just to fuck with him.
He was also sexually harassed.

He was slowly becoming an empty pit of nothing, and the idea of suicide on the job crossed his mind daily now.

The door to his room was aggressively shoved open, and in peeked an unusual character.

"Eh.. Jin Woo- is it?"

"Yes."

Jin Woo spoke in a soft, shy tone.

"Ah, okay. This way, work time."

"Okay."

Jin Woo followed and walked in his boxy walk that he had been used to, because the other workers had extreme expectations.