*20 years ago* ~yoongis point of view~
I woke up in my uncomfortable bed, looking out the window. "ITS SNOWING" I jumped around happy until he came. "Stop jumping around and get ready, we're going to grandmas" my dad said angry like. I got dressed and did my morning routine. I fearfully exited my room to see my father. He smelled of alcohol and cigarettes. " I'm ready Father" he chugged another beer and motioned for me to follow him. We got in the car and drove off to grandmas house.
I knocked on her door and waited. My Father trying to stand up straight. My grandma opened her door and let us in. "Ohh look if it isn't my mistake and his" she said loudly. I looked at my father fearfully, he kicked me in the house. "Ouch" I said in pain. "Shut up you little shit and tell your grandmother merry Christmas!" I fearfully stuttered " m-merry c-christ-m-as" "shut up mistake" she said sternly. She started setting the table but my father screamed "STOP STARING AND HELP YOUR GRANDMOTHER SET THE TABLE YOU LITTLE SHIT" I ran over to help fearfully and set the table.
I Ate my dinner like a pig, I never got fed this much, my dad usually only gives me a piece of bread and if I'm lucky some peas. "What a little pig" she laughed "yah, are you enjoying your food you fat pig" my father mocked. I looked up eating slowly the rest of the time.
"So, wanna open your presents" my eyes lit up, I have never received any gifts in years. I ran to open one with a smile on my face, it soon dropped when it was a rock that said - you shouldn't have been born- I cried my Father yelling at me to stop, but something grew inside me, anger, pain, and sadness, all of it together made me snap. I threw the rock at my father harshly. " HEY! WHAT THE HELL, he yelled. A smile plastered on my face. I ran over with the knife I hid in my pocket, and stabbed him he tried to stop me but I wouldn't, I laughed hestaricly. I stopped and saw my grandmother tried to run but she fell down pleading for her life. I stabbed her in the eye and the her face I sliced it of. I laughed and put it on my face. She was barely breathing so I stabbed her again laughing. Once they were all dead I realized that my grandmother had one of those emergency necklaces, I laughed and laughed, I then heard sirens. A man put a shot in me and I fell asleep with a smile plastered on my face.
~ present time ~ *hoseoks point of view*
Class finally ended and I asked my friend JungKook if he wanted to hang. " Aish, sorry hyung I'm hanging out with taehyung today" "oh that's ok junkookie, see you at work then"
I saw him walk off happily. I sighed, might as well go to work early today then. I walked into the same old building, sighing. I clocked in hearing screaming and laughing, the usual. I walked around heading into the bathroom changing into my uniform.
-Hoseoks outfit-
It was dinner break so I walked by the gates to the cafeteria and stood beside them. I saw one of them in particular wearing a mask and smiling creepily being wheeled around by seokJin. "Who's creepy" I asked. "Oh he's new he's escaped from every asylum in Daegu" "wow" I said in shock. "I guess I'll keep an eye on him" I chuckled slightly. The grey haired psycho growling at me while seokJin wheeling him in the cafeteria. I observed the grey haired male, he had beautiful white skin and a dark shade of hazel eyes, he had a petite figure that suits him. He was so fucking hot. I snapped myself out of my trance and focused back to the patients behavior.
A/U here's more what yoongi looks like.
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Psychopath-SOPE
FanfictionIn which Jung Hoseok becomes a guard at an asylum in Seoul.