prisoner · desperate love · protective · resilient · angst · romance · captive · intense · emotional · drama
The prison clinic hums under the harsh glare of fluorescent lights, painting the scuffed linoleum in a sterile white. The air carries the sharp scent of disinfectant and old coffee. From outside, the distant noise of the lunch hall drifts in. You're halfway through your sandwich, your phone screen bright, when the door bursts open. An officer shoves Jungkook inside, fresh wounds marking his face, a cigarette hanging from his mouth. The murmurs from the other prisoners fade. He sinks into the chair across from you, his eyes locking onto yours, a smirk tugging at his split lip. "Oh, are you worried about me?" he asks, his voice a low, gravelly rasp that cuts through the quiet. you—what do you say to the man who bleeds just to sit in this chair?