#so if Vice could handle things better in five minutes than the Warden could in fifteen years

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Sunshine Institute story?? ‼️ OH OH I’M EXCITED-

Built so much for this silly story and in the end it's an oc x canon 🫶 cowardly old bald man filled with regret and a longing for something more, doomed by the narrative and forced to conform to the will of a god who is no longer himself... meets a tired soul who has spent his whole life in the shadow of those above him, sent below the bedrock, submitting to the will of the universe with no real idea of what he had just done... only to once again be placed second in the ranking, an even darker shadow cast over him.

It's ok tho they're just silly billies !!

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You’re Not Evil

Warnings: A very short, probably mediocre scenario featuring everyone’s favorite squish. Two mentions of drugs. Mafia AU maybe? 

Characters: Kyungsoo

Word Count: 1.7k

She had the same routine every Sunday. She would wake up at 9 a.m, make a small breakfast for herself, watch a few of the Sunday morning TV shows, and then she would get ready to go visit Kyungsoo.  She spent every Sunday for the past eight months doing this.

Kyungsoo had been arrested eight months prior. He and a few of his friends were caught up in a drug deal that had gone bad, and the police busted them. They all escaped, all except for Kyungsoo. After he was arrested, it took one month for them to sentence him to five years in prison. In the past eight months, he hasn’t spoken a word to her. He barely even looked at her, he just sat in the metal chair across from her and listened to her speak. He also couldn’t handle physical contact at all. Albeit before being arrested, he wasn’t a fan of skinship that much, but now even holding his hand wasn’t something that could be done.

She couldn’t begin to understand the mental war that was going on in Kyungsoo’s head. The people whom he thought were his best friends left him behind and let him take the blame for their doings. Kyungsoo was too sweet of a person to turn his friends in, so he took the fall. The only reason Kyungsoo was involved was because his family needed the money, he wouldn’t have ever messed around with things like drugs if it were not for his family.

When she entered the room where they met, she gasped at the bruises that lined Kyungsoo’s arms. Many bruises had shown up on him before, but every new one made her afraid for him. She knew prison was rough, and she knew that the other prisoners did hurt him on multiple occasions but what could she do? The prison warden wouldn’t do anything to fix it, it was as if he didn’t care what happened to his prisoners.

“Does it hurt?” She asked as she sat down across from Kyungsoo who once again had his head down and focused on his lap. It would be an understatement to say that him not speaking or even looking at her hurt her. Every failed attempt at communication chipped away at her heart, but despite that, she still came every Sunday. She could never handle not being able to see him so she would always come, even if he wouldn’t have any form of contact with her.

“Do you remember the night you asked me to be your girlfriend? When we were 17?” Kyungsoo still didn’t lift his head or show that he was listening, but she continued,”I do. I remember your mom saying you spent hours cooking the ‘perfect meal’ for me, and for a good half of the dinner you couldn’t look me in the eyes because you were so nervous.” She chuckled at the memory from when they were teenagers. He was such a shy boy in high school, she is still surprised that he managed to ask her out.

“I also remember two weeks later you said I should break up with you because I deserved to be with someone that complimented me better.” She and Kyungsoo had met in the library to study for their finals, and he randomly blurted out how she deserved to be with someone better than he and that he didn’t compliment her like a boyfriend should. It took her fifteen minutes to get him to stop arguing with her about what she did and didn���t deserve. “I remember telling you that I deserved someone who made my heart feel at peace and that someone was you. I deserved someone who would keep me grounded when I was losing touch with reality and someone who would float off into space with me when I became too serious about something. I deserved someone who could bring out the best of me and vice versa. I deserved someone who I could mean just as much to them as they did to me. I deserved someone who would make me feel like they had built the entire universe in their backyard, just for me. I deserved you, no one else. I didn’t and I still don’t want anyone else.

You were there for everything, no matter good or bad. I’ve had some of the best moments of my life with you. You have no idea how much I love you, Kyungsoo.”

She could tell that his facial expression faltered, he seemed to be thinking hard about something. This was the first change in his expression that she had seen since coming here, so she once again continued, “What I’m getting at Kyungsoo is, I’m dedicated to you. I can’t imagine spending my life with anyone other than you, and I don’t plan on it. I will be here every Sunday until you’re released, and in five years and two months when you’re released, I will be standing there waiting for you. Nothing about this changes my feelings for you. I am still as hopelessly in love with you as I was before. I don’t know why you won’t speak to me or look at me, but I don’t care. As long as I get to see you I’m fine. I will keep coming here until you’re ready to speak to me.”

For the first time in eight months, Kyungsoo finally spoke.

“Do you think I’m evil?” He kept his head down, but the fact that he spoke was a breakthrough.

“Are you serious?” She scoffed, unbeknownst to her he thought his worst fear was coming to life, “Kyungsoo, you are the farthest thing from evil. Do you know why you’re in here? You’re in here because you would do anything it takes to help and save your family. You’re also here because you didn’t turn your friends in when the police asked. You’re a noble man, if anything you’re a little too noble. You are so considerate of others, you neglect yourself in the process.”

Once again, for the first time in eight months, Kyungsoo finally looked at her. He raised his eyes to meet hers, an unreadable expression on his face. He had thought that she saw him as evil and that she wouldn’t want someone as evil as he is. Yet, she said he wasn’t evil. She said he was… Noble.

“I’m afraid that I will become evil after staying in here… The things that happen in here, the things I see and the people I meet are living nightmares. I don’t know if I can come out of here in six years and still be the same. I-I-I’m,” He faltered, “I’m scared.”

“Kyungsoo,” She whispered. He wasn’t normally one to show such vulnerability like that. He had such a petrified look on his face, it made her scared herself. He was so scared about prison changing him, it was heart-wrenching. “No matter what happens, I will always be right beside you. You’re a strong person and you have a true heart, you won’t get swept away so easily by the atrocities that are in this place. Yes, you may be impacted slightly because of it, but even so, I will never leave you. I promise you that.”

She stood up from her seat and went around the table to him. She pulled him to a standing position and wrapped her arms firmly around his shoulders. He buried his face in the crook of her neck and snaked his arms around her waist. “I don’t know what I would do without you,” He admitted.

She ran her fingers through his hair, letting her fingernails gently brush across his scalp. “I should be saying that instead,” She then kissed the top of his head, “Even at the unstable place your life is in right now, you can count on me to be the one stable thing through it all.”

She cradled his head in her arms, he murmured her name and how much he loved her. She didn’t know if it was the lack of contact for eight months or if his mental state just so happened to fall to a low point, but no matter what the reason was behind his actions, she was just happy to have him back again.

“Will you still love me when I get out even if I have bruises and scars like this?” 

She lifted his arms up and peppered kisses along the bruises, “You’re still the most handsome man in the world to me, no matter what changes about your looks.” She even kissed a faint scar on his neck that he had gotten within the first two months of being there. 

“You make my soul feel so… Complete.” He couldn’t think of what he did to deserve such an amazing girlfriend in his life. She was going to be what kept him going through this whole experience. But what of the future? His mind wandered back to thinking about what he will witness between now and his release, doubt began seeping back into his mind. Would he really be able to stay sane in a place like this? It’s only been eight months and he already felt as if he was losing it.

“Soo, stop thinking so hard, please.”

“But what if-”

“You are not and will never be evil, my sweet little prince. I love you.”

His nickname made the tips of his ears redden. She hadn’t called him that since before he was sentenced, but hearing it once more settled the fire he could feel in his heart. It gave him a sense of hope, and it made him doubt the thoughts he was having only moments before. If she believed in him, then he should believe in himself as well. “Say it again, please.”

“My sweet prince,” She grabbed each side of his head with her hands, “You,” She kissed this forehead, “Are,” Then his nose, “Not,” And finally his lips, “Evil.”

“And I never will be.”