Death Row || YOONJIN

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"Yoongi... How are you doing?"

"Hurts more than yesterday," Yoongi sighed, laying his down onto the almost brick-hard pillows.

"I think I might have to talk to you about this later then, when you're feeling better."

"No— no, tell me."

"I... "

"Tell me!" Yoongi growled, ferociously trying to get up but failing. He tried to smack Seokjin, something he would never have done before.

"Your house is absolutely wiped out and your dog is dead, okay? Happy now?"

Yoongi laid back down and didn't get back up again.

How had he lost everything so quickly?

His family, his house, his best friend, his freedom, and his will to live were nowhere to be found and he felt like just giving up. He had almost been raped in the dirty shower of a prison and his back was hurting so bad that he felt like it was on fire.

He began to sob, his body shaking as he cried his heart out. He curled in on himself.

Seokjin watched.

"Fuck!" Yoongi screamed in pain when his back accidentally rubbed against the rough, hard concrete wall. "Just— Just fucking kill me!"

Seokjin wanted to help, but he didn't know how.

"I want to die, God, I want to fucking die— just kill me—"

"Yoongi, can you lay down for me?"

Yoongi ignored him and continued to cry to himself.

"Yoongi. Please, lay back. I have something to show you,"

"S-something to sh-show me?" That got Yoongi's attention. "Wh-what is it?"

Seokjin held out a piece of paper.

Yoongi stared. Again, he whispered, "What is it?"

"It's a coupon, Yoongi. It's for ice cream. Do you like ice cream?"

"Y-yeah," Yoongi whispered shyly, hiding his tear-stained face away.

"What's your favorite kind, hm?"

"I— I like strawberry the best... " Yoongi's eyes glittered.

"I can bring some for you tomorrow if you promise to try and stay happy for me."

"I think— I think can do that... I don't know... "

"Good b— Good. That's good, Yoongi. Hey, I brought your dinner tray. It's pasta, celery, and apple juice."

"Not hungry."

"Eat this and I'll bring you strawberry ice cream and some chocolate tomorrow. Do you like chocolate?"

"I love chocolate," Yoongi murmured.

"Then eat. No one gets strawberry ice cream and chocolate tomorrow but you and me."

Yoongi ate. The food wasn't good, but tomorrow, he would have a taste of his old life back, even if it was briefly from the hands of a kind stranger.