my seductive cellmate 》taekook

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A/N: sorry for the late update my phone broke and I lost all of my written chapters so I have to write them all over again... but I hope you all had a lovely Christmas for those who celebrate it <3 ALSO LOOK AT TAE IN THIS PIC HE'S SO ADORABLE I JUST WANT TO HUG HIM AND DSKLAGJ

Everyone was seated in the cafeteria, Jungkook and Taehyung sharing a meaningless conversation as they awaited for the seconds on the clock to tic again and again. They were both picking their forks at the 'food' that was served. It wasn't like Taehyung's mother's cooking but it was sort of eatable enough, if you tried to not breathe in the smell that is.

Not two minutes later a guard walked up to the table the two males were sitting. He scraped his throat to earn the males looking at him.

"Jeon Jungkook, I need you to come with me."

The said male clashed his brows, but obeyed anyways as he stood up from the table and followed the guard. Leaving Taehyung looking back at them, silently sipping his water as he looked down.

A certain male in the room saw Taehyung sitting alone at a table and took his chance by walking up to him. He sat down silently across the other male, Taehyung not acknowledging his presence yet. The black haired male placed two fingers under Taehyung's chin, making the male look up at him in shock.

"Hello again." The male said with a grin as he retreated his fingers.

"Where are you taking me?" Jungkook asked as they were walking down the hallway with hasty steps.

"The phone cells." The guard grumbled as he kept a steady pace towards the other halls.

Jungkook's curiosity grew as he remembered he got a missed call a few days ago. Could it be the same person? Why did anyone want to contact him at all? He had no relatives left who could contact him, so Jungkook really saw no one else who could be interested in his wellbeing.

"Who called?" Jungkook asked curiously as he looked up to the guard who looked grumpy and had his lips in a straight line.

He did not answer, resolving into Jungkook rolling his eyes as he quickened his pace as well.

When they finally arrived Jungkook was greeted by a muff smell, and red, old phone cells. The phone cells were close to the visiting room, really it was just two rooms with a big glass window separating the prisoners and the visitors.

He walked to one of the non-occupied phone cells and followed instructions from the guard as he stood from a distance, giving him some space as the phone rang a couple of times.

As soon as the call got picked up a voice greeted from the other line. Jungkook's breath hitched as his eyes were threatening to fall out of its sockets. He stood frozen, not daring the breathe as he heard the voice on the other side of the call.

"H-hi Yoongi." Taehyung stuttered as he stared at the male in front of him, his black hair glistening in the daylight, shining through the dirty windows.

Yoongi chuckled. "How old are you anyways, Taehyung?"

"I-I'm (9+10) 21." The latter answered carefully. Yoongi chuckled as he leaned forward, making the other latter lean back a bit.

"I'm 23 so that makes me your hyung. Use the correct honorifics from now on, okay?"

Taehyung nodded silently as he bit his lip nervously. Yoongi looked so intimidating, he got that feeling of being so small again, just like when he first got here. Yet there was something so soft about him, he couldn't quite put his finger on it, but he was curious to find out.

"So how did a cute, small boy like you get here?" the male asked intrigued.

The two males sat in a biting silence after the aforementioned question was asked. The younger was scared to open his mouth, vague flashbacks entering his mind as he stood frozen, thinking about his regrettable, traumatizing past.

Yoongi leaned a little closer to the other, making Taehyung almost falling off the bench. "You know Taehyung.. I like that mysterious side of you, but I do want to know-" He paused for a bit, making sure the other male was looking at him directly in the eyes. "Are you into guys? Cause I know my limits, but if you're uncomfortable, I want to know."

Taehyung nodded with his head down, his ears turning red. Yoongi grabbed the younger's thigh from under the table, smiling, as he softly started to knead it. 

"I can make you scream my name, making you feel so fragile under my touch, not being able to walk for days. Boy after I'm done with you, Ariana Grande's 'Side By Side' will be your national anthem."

Taehyung was out of breath, he was lost for words being put into a complete trance. Even though he was completely out of it by the unique form of a pick up line, he felt discomposed again, but it wasn't the annoyed, irritating feeling of discomposure. No, he kind of liked it. He liked how he felt so small and tiny compared to Yoongi. It felt... fulfilling.

Yoongi suddenly stood up as he whispered some last words into the flustered male.

"Think about it, princess."