𝐋𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐎𝐮𝐭 || JILIX

"Let me out! Please, I promise we won't tell anyone. We just want to go home!" Jisung screams at an unknown being. There are cameras somewhere in here, he knows the sick freaks would love to see them. Jisung is just tired, and all he wants to do is go the fuck home.

Felix on the other hand...

Felix rolls the sleeve to his hoodie- well, Jisung's- up, digging his long nails into the soft, scarred, pale flesh of his wrist. "If you don't let us go, I'll fucking kill myself!"He waves the scarred flesh around the room while Jisung sits there and stares at him.

"Get inside of the room, we are not going to tell you again." It almost makes Felix cry, and Jisung just wants to comfort his best friend, but he knows he fucking can't. He won't give them the sick relief they want by grabbing his boyfriend and calming him down. Not here, at least, not when he doesn't have a say in anything else.

If he can figure out a way to escape. He's going to do it. Right now, all he and Felix have to do is play the part. And they know they can play the innocent, sweet boy act real fucking well.