my seductive cellmate 》taekook

11

Everyone got set up with their partners, Taehyung and Minho's first greeting began with Taehyung showing a friendly smile, hoping Minho wasn't an extremely dangerous guy.

Minho however introduced himself along the lines of: "Dibidibidis, my name is Minho." The young male was confused by the rather odd introduction, but he liked it. Taehyung didn't have to fear him, he had a flashing smile and beautiful, harmless eyes.

They both soon realized, after talking during their punishment hours, they actually had a lot in common. Both boys were flamboyant and liked to make friends, despite the fact that they completely forgot that they were in prison and not some fun meeting place. Not to mention they both committed horrible crimes, one worse than the other.

Taehyung thought back at why he was in prison in the first place. The thought made him frown and look down upon the most regrettable thing he had done. It wasn't like he would actually purposely want to harm anyone. He did however earn something in return, something that Jungkook hadn't noticed yet, but something Taehyung couldn't help but flap out. (A/N: I'm dropping hints since the first chapter, I'm wondering if someone already has a clue.)

Jungkook was set up with Kim Namjoon and had to work outside, because now that Taehyung wasn't his partner anymore, he got the punishment he actually deserved. Considering the fact that Namjoon wasn't there for something as a simple bank rob.

Their conversation started with a manly nod, walking up to each other, followed by a heart to heart fist bump-hug. Or more well known by the younger generation as a "bro-hug." They've known each other for a couple years now and they both had the same things in common

"So, who's the hottie that keeps following you?"

Jungkook looked up and shared a glance with Namjoon, pondering on how he should describe Taehyung.

"He's my new cellmate. He's a nice guy so go easy on him." He said with an almost protective tone in his voice, threatening to come out.

Namjoon chuckled a little, clearly noticing how tense Jungkook was about his question.

"Why?" He made eye contact with Jungkook. "Is he your fucking boyfriend or some shit?" He looked with an almost disgusted face.

Jungkook's brows clashed together at the question. A boyfriend... He hadn't had an official boyfriend in a long time. Past memories crept up in his brain as they continued to fuzz around creating bewildering thoughts. However he continued his work as he answered with a sneer.

"Pfff, no. I don't do boyfriends remember?" He really tried to sound convincing, avoiding eye contact as Namjoon stared at him with a distrusting look. He did say he wouldn't get any boyfriends anymore a couple years ago. Just having sex and that's it. Just to have a little bit of fun. However now that this sudden pretty sunshine came into his life, (or cell, if you will) he became a bit distressed. 

He laughed breathily. "Of course. That's the guy I know!" The two laughed together while Namjoon slapped him on his back playfully, although Jungkook's laugh sounded unassertive.

"So I'm assuming he's your play toy for now right?" Namjoon asked with a devilish grin, followed by a chuckle. "I mean, I know how you are Jeon."

The other male dryly swallowed. He didn't think of that yet, but Namjoon was right. Jungkook always played with guys, flirting, having sex a couple times and nothing more. That's how he always did it. He didn't want any more relationships or any commitment for that matter. Not after he got hurt. He wouldn't allow it.

Jungkook just hummed, not completely answering Namjoon's question as he just carried on with the hard work that needed to get done.

Taehyung and Minho continued to wash clothes as they chatted on about the most random topics. Until the older male let a name fall that took the younger of the two off guard.

"So, you're Jeon Jungkook's cellmate right?" he asked, sounding a bit hesitant.

Taehyung smiled. "Yeah, what about him, hyung?"

Minho asked himself if it was a good idea to go further into this topic, but he needed to know.

"Have you guys...uhm, done any intimate things yet?" he continued, being careful with his choice of words.

Taehyung looked at him, his features expressing a confused and surprised look. "We- yeah.. how did you know?"

Before he answered, Minho shook his head disappointedly and sighed. He inhaled and exhaled slowly before locking eyes with Taehyung and placing a hand on his shoulder softly.

"Then I'm sorry, Taehyung."

"For what, hyung?" Taehyung asked, utterly confused by this point. Why would Minho feel sorry for him already bonding with Jungkook and being close to him?

"I guess you'll find out sooner or later.." Those words were the last spoken by Minho as he exited the little washing room. Leaving Taehyung behind, who was frowning, trying to think what he meant by it. Soon afterwards, retiring back to his own cell, left in a state of confusion.