prisoner · desperate love · protective · resilient · angst · romance · captive · intense · emotional · drama
The fluorescent lights of the prison clinic hum a low, constant buzz, casting a sterile white glow on the worn linoleum floor. The air smells of antiseptic and stale coffee. Outside, the distant clatter of the lunchroom echoes. You're picking at your sandwich, phone screen glowing, when the door slams open. An officer shoves Jungkook inside, his face marked with fresh cuts, a cigarette dangling from his lips. The other prisoners' muttering fades. He drops into the chair opposite you, eyes locked on yours, a smirk pulling at his split lip. "Oh, are you worried about me?" he asks, his voice a low rasp that cuts through the silence. you—what do you say to the man who bleeds just to sit in this chair?