#gkook

[mikkouille]

so casual at the Fnac booth asking the clearly metalhead employee if they will have the K-pop plushies in the physical store or only online BC their pics are of counterfeits so I don't want to online order them from them n need to See them

[jayemkay]

Jikook NSFW fic

TAGS: dacryphilia, hyung kink, top!jk bttm!jm, passing out during sex, rough!

i also posted this on twt and ao3 hehe

"Jungkook-ah!" Jimin cried as Jungkook's throbbing cock plunged deeper into his tight hole.

Jungkook didn't even seem to care about the fact that his boyfriend was overwhelmed and overstimulated after 3 orgasms were ripped from his twitching, pink cock. All that Jungkook cared about at this point was pleasing himself, and feeling that tight little body shake beneath him with each thrust.

Jungkook hooked his hands under Jimin's knees and pulled them up to rest on his shoulders, briefly pausing his hips to move Jimin around like a doll, a puppet. Jimin only whined, letting himself be manhandled. He didn't have the strength to stop him even if he wanted to.

But Jungkook's thrusts quickly started once again, forcing whimpers out of Jimin's raw throat. When they first started, Jungkook's hips had moved quickly and rough, making Jimin scream and barely giving him a chance to breathe. Now, nearly half an hour later, Jungkook's thrusts were slower. Not slow, mind you, he was still fucking him like a jackhammer, but was forceful about his thrusts, reaching the deepest parts of Jimin, and he would leave just enough time for Jimin to gasp loudly before his dick was in his stomach again.

Jimin thought he was going mad. The pleasure of his fourth orgasm of the night quickly approaching made his head spin, the feeling so good it was way beyond painful, and he made this known. "Jungk-kook-ah... oh!"

Jungkook raised his eyes to meet Jimin's crying ones and shoved himself balls deep and paused to listen to his boyfriend.

Jimin cried even harder at how deep Jungkook was in this position, hitting every spot that made him see stars. "Ju-Jungkook-ah- I can't, I c-can't cum again... p-please I caaaaan't," Jimin was squirming around with the cock deep inside him. He was using his hands to claw at Jungkook's shoulders, but when Jungkook tried to pull away, Jimin only pulled him closer. "Jung-gkook pleaaase, ngh! I c-can't it-it's too much, I can't I can't I ca-aaan't..."

Jungkook cursed and leaned as far back as he could, taking a moment to observe his boyfriend's fucked out body. One thing that Jungkook adored about having sex with Jimin was watching how worked up he would get. On stage or camera, Jimin was a princess. Mostly graceful, near-always kind, he never got too excited or too upset about anything. He would, for the most part, keep his composure, and he was exceptional at it.

Outside of the public eye, Jimin was a tease. He would purposefully wear tiny shorts and strut around the dorms, bending over to show his fat ass, and would touch on Jungkook like he just couldn't help himself. He would make bedroom eyes at Jungkook so openly, crawl into his lap and kiss his neck with the other members in the same room. Even when Jimin wasn't horny, which wasn't often, he would still tease Jungkook relentlessly. He would act like such a slut in front of everyone, the other members probably thought that Jimin would ride Jungkook until Jungkook begged for mercy.

But no, in bed, Jimin could barely take dick. He would cry and scream, beg for more, and promptly beg for less. He would tear up Jungkook's back with his nails. He was so sensitive and cute, cumming when sucking Jungkook's cock, cumming with Jungkook's tongue in his little hole, cumming when Jungkook would first push himself into Jimin's ass. His whimpers and whines were so cute and pathetic, his cock so tiny. His legs would tremble and he would gasp and blush like he was a virgin. Jungkook loved it, he couldn't get enough of it.

Now, Jimin was begging Jungkook to have mercy on him, to not make him cum another time. But Jungkook always got his way. "One more time, baby," He leaned down and whispered in his lovers ear. "Give me one more." Jimin didn't say anything, just sobbed out a whimper and squirmed a little more. Jungkook just let a sadistic smile spread on his face and he pulled his hips back only to snap them forward as hard as he could, relishing in the way that Jimin screamed, throat raw and body flushed. Jimin arched up into Jungkook's strong chest and his tiny hands scrambled around for purchase on his lover's shoulders. Jungkook took a moment to pause and observe again, watch his flushed and sweaty chest heave with his breath, watch the drool dribble down Jimin's chin. He looked at Jimin's eyes rolled back in his head, looked at his bruised hips, his shaking thighs. Jungkook briefly ran his fingers over the big NEVERMIND tattoo on Jimin's rib cage before leaning in to brush his lips against it. Jimin made him weak, and he wanted him to know how much he worshipped him. Jimin made a helpless, drawn out "oooh" sound and let his head flop uselessly to the side. Jungkook could see Jimin's stomach muscles clenching and releasing with anticipation of his next thrust, and he let a wicked smile pull his lips. He quickly yanked his hips back, relishing in the older's gasp, and shoved himself in as far as his hips would allow. Jungkook groaned at the clenching tightness of his asshole and plowed in a couple more times before leaning down to Jimin's bright red ear. "What do you call me, baby?"

Jimin whined before letting out a breathy "h-hyung..." Jungkook smiled. He absolutely loved when his boyfriend called him hyung, for a multitude of reasons. It made him feel even bigger than Jimin, made him feel stronger than him. He was so used to calling others "hyung" and hearing himself being called "oppa" that the word in reference to himself made his dick twitch. Besides that, Jimin's face would always burn in embarrassment when he called his dongsaeng the honorific, all the reason more to love it.

"Sorry, what was that baby boy? You have to speak up."

"H-Hyung!" Jimin could hardly see past the tears welling in his eyes, but he didn't have to, because immediately after Jimin spoke the thrusting began again. The older shouted and arched his back, began to try to squirm away from the relentless thrusts, but his wrists were held firmly in place. He cried, forced to lie there and take it like a good boy. "Hyung! Jungk-kook Hyung! Ah ah ah!" He felt the coil in his stomach tighten at Jungkook's loud groan that filled the space between them. "Hyung hyung hyung!" Before Jimin knew it, he was losing consciousness, the knot in his stomach bursting, cock twitching with a dry orgasm. Jimin let out a few more helpless sobs before his head lulled to the side and his eyes closed.

It took Jungkook about 10 seconds to realize that his boyfriend had passed out. He laughed and pulled out, straddling Jimin's chest and stroking his fat cock right over the older's sleeping face. Jungkook rubbed his thumb over his slippery cockhead, moaning as he remembered Jimin calling him Hyung. His wrist moved quicker and quicker, until he was shouting and cum was painting Jimin's pretty, pillowy lips, his wet, swollen eyelids, his chubby red cheeks. Jungkook got off of Jimin, rolled out of bed to go get a wet towel to clean them up. When he came back, his cock gave a weak twitch at the sleeping, fucked out, cum-covered Jimin, but he ignored it and got to work. As he wiped his face and chest clean, he thought about what ARMY would say if they knew how much of a slut their precious Jimin was.

[whitefoxgirl]

🦊Culture Shock🐰 A Jungkook Series Episode 2: Superheroes

Summary: Jungkook starts a podcast with his best friend who is a foreigner to discuss different topics they were shocked culturally about.

Author's Note: Hello my beautiful readers! I am thankful that this got so much love!~ As I mentioned, requests are open because I'm feeling uninspired! I wanna finish the Namjoon series with a BANG! And writing for others might get the wheels rolling~

Author's Note PS: If you'd like to be tagged, interact with this. I am tagging people who reblog, but if you wish to be tagged comment or simply reblog and I will add you :)

Pairing: Jungkook x BFF!Reader (not dating, just two best friends) Fandom: BTS Warnings: Brief mentions of suicide, cringy, full of crack moments. Genre: Fluff, crack, angst Word Count: 2.1k

Taglist: @7ndipity; @yoongimentita7; @ancoraesisto; @lovemeforeternity 🡸 Previous episode Next Episode➔

[PODCAST INTRO/THEME]

🦊: Hey guys welcome to "Culture Shock". They said... we wouldn't make it past the first episode and yet we're back. Jungkook: With Episode 둘! 🦊: Dos!~ Jungkook: Deux!~ 🦊: に!~ Jungkook: *long pause* 🦊: He's squinting his eyes. Jungkook: *chuckles* Together: TWO! Jungkook: OH MY GOD!~ Jinx! You owe me a soda. 🦊:*giggles* Jungkook: Do it after the podcast, we need to do this. 🦊: It's been crazy~ Jungkook: Fucking... INSANE!~ 🦊: I knew we were gonna get some love from the podcast because of you but- Jungkook: I told you people would like our dynamic!~ 🦊: Yeah, but you know ARMY loves to protect you. Jungkook: *chuckles* She says as if she hasn't been a fan since day one. 🦊: Oh my god, please, don't expose me. Jungkook: I would just like to say... Having a podcast with you is fun. 🦊: 레알?~ Jungkook: Yeah! I really like listening back to our podcast, which is something that I do with your voice messages sometimes, especially when I'm on tour. 🦊: *groans* Oh my god!~ Saying stuff like that will s- Jungkook: NO! Platonic! Platonic! 🦊: *in between giggles* stupid~ Jungkook: I don't think you guys understand. Y/N makes me feel like... at peace. But at the same time, I feel like I wanna bully them. 🦊: Oh my god!~ 🦊: It's giving siblings. Jungkook: Well!~ Someone said that in the comments. 🦊: *gasps* Really?! Jungkook: *chuckles* Yeah, that we give siblings vibe. 🦊: I saw someone say that they liked that you have a friend that's this close to you. Jungkook: Whaaaa~ 🦊: *deadpan/trying not to laugh* I'm his only friend. He's a loner. Jungkook: That's cannon though! 🦊: That's not cannon~ Miguel is LITERALLY on his way here because you're disrupting the cannon!~ Jungkook: *laughs* 🦊: *long pause* Actually!~ Keep disrupting it. I wanna see him~ Jungkook: *groans* We saw "Across the Spider-Verse" three times IN A WEEK just because of Y/N! 🦊: Miguel being a bilingual KING?! I don't know who would mi- Jungkook: His physic looks like Seokjin-hyung! 🦊: Yeah, Miguel has broad shoulders like Seokjin-oppa~ Jungkook: Yeah, all that's left is his butt. 🦊: But Jin is NOT Miguel. Jungkook: Oh, hell no! He's not Miguel! 🦊: Jin is very saggitarus. Jungkook: *snickers then laughs* WHAT?! 🦊: Yeah, my brother's a saggy-titty too and he acts JUST like Seokjin-oppa. Jungkook: 오? 레알? 🦊: Yeah, my dad's a saggy too. Jungkook: You're surrounded by fire *chuckles* 🦊: You're my only earth friend. Jungkook: Namjoon's also earth too. 🦊: I forgot that you two are basically twins. Jungkook: *chuckles* 🦊: That's why you heard the bells?! Jungkook: Maybe!~

🦊: Before we introduce the topic though, I would just like to say that I'm kinda glad that the podcast is not a video podcast, but I'm kinda sad about that too. Jungkook: Why?~ 🦊: Because I feel like it would be fun for us to dress up in every episode!~ Jungkook: *snickers* Like in Frenemies?! 🦊: Yeah!~ I mean, they were toxic as fuck but it was very entertaining to see their sibling vibe and their dressing up. Jungkook: Yeah, they had matching fits too. 🦊: Yeah!~ Jungkook: What would we dress up as though? 🦊: Well, it would be according to the topic. Jungkook: *gasps* That would be dooooooope! 🦊: RIGHT?! Jungkook: But we can't do that. We have to protect your privacy. 🦊: Yeah... Jungkook: And masks muffle up the sound. 🦊: For sure.

Jungkook: Today's topic, is one that I picked after watching "Across the Spider-Verse" for the MILLIONTH time. 🦊: *laughs* Jungkook: And it is!~ Sup- 🦊: SUPERHEROES!!! Jungkook: *long pause* *smiles* You're fucking annoying. 🦊: *laughs* Jungkook: *in between laughter* Like today they texted me if I changed my phone. 🦊: DUDE! Oh my god, it's becau- Jungkook: Leave my ph- 🦊: No~ Guys! *gets closer to the mic* *whispers* His phone is held together by DUCKTAPE right now. Jungkook: It's industry grade too. 🦊: You need to change it! What if you electrocute yourself? Jungkook: Who even thinks that?! *chuckles* 🦊 I'm just worried! How come you're a millionaire and you don't have quality of life. 🦊: Like, guys. His sock, RIGHT NOW, has holes. Jungkook: They WORK!~ 🦊: Okay!~ Stay broke~ Jungkook: *giggles* Okay!~

🦊: Okay but *laughs* let's get into it. Jungkook: So, my biggest culture shock is different countries liking different superheroes. 🦊: Oh!~ Jungkook: I was SUPER shocked. 🦊: That's a very good observation too, explain~ Jungkook: So, I don't know if you know b- 🦊: What? Jungkook: *chuckles* But!~ *tries to not laugh* Different counties like different superheroes. 🦊: Yeah? Jungkook: Like Korea is obsessed with Iron Man. 🦊: Can you confirm that? Jungkook: IIIIIIIII can confirm. I love Iron Man and I know like 85% of Koreans love Iron Man. 🦊: He has a bunch of Iron Man figures. Jungkook: I have to hide them because Bam is very hyper. 🦊: He knocks them down? Jungkook: Yeah. 🦊: That's cute~ But like, Iron Man is VERY popular in Korea. Jungkook: Yeah, I don't know anyone who likes superheroes and DOESN'T like Iron Man. 🦊: Is it because of the comics though, like? I don't get i- Jungkook: No, no, I think it's because of- Well, at least for ME it's because of Robert Downey Jr. He was soooo- 🦊: He was so good.~ Jungkook: Such good casting!~ 🦊: Didja know that the line "I'm Iron Man" in the end of the movie was improvised? Jungkook: Yeah, I knew. I'm a huge RDJ dick rider. 🦊: *scoffs then laughs* Are you aLLOWED to say that?! Jungkook: *deadpan/trying not to laugh* I own Hybe AND BigHit. 🦊: *smirks* The fact is BigHit and Hybe couldn't have- Together: -done it witHOUT ME!

*both laugh*

🦊: So, that's very interesting, since Korean culture WANTS to be what Iron Man is, you know? Jungkook: Yeah, like... We wanna be rich, known, charismatic- 🦊: But like, who doesn't, you know? Jungkook: Yeah, exactly. But it's like... Korean people strive for success. It's so big from the moment we're born. If you're not successful you're a failure here, even if you're happy. 🦊: Fucking sad... Jungkook: Yeah... That's why a lot of teenagers in school commit... uuuuhhhh... You know... 🦊: Unalive themselves Jungkook: Yeah, they unalive themselves because there's the pressure of not only the parents but also your neighbors, your community, your society, it- 🦊: It feels like if you fail, you're letting the whole country down. Jungkook: Exactly... 🦊: Is that why you were so rough on yourself when you made mistakes when you were younger? Jungkook: *long pause* *hisses thinking* *sighs* Yeah... Yeah, for sure. I did feel from time to time that me failing meant that I was failing my country. Jungkook: But more than my country, I was failing my hyungs. 🦊: Awww, that's cute~ Jungkook: *chuckles* Yeah, I felt like I was failing them and ARMY more than my country. I cared more about them and ARMY because those were my priorities back then. 🦊: Yeah... Jungkook: I think that's why I got attached to Iron Man so quickly becau- 🦊: He just had everything held together. Jungkook: Yeah, and even if he failed, he never really FAILED, because he learned from his mistakes. 🦊: Which is something that you're taking with you now. 🦊: You're not as cynical as you were before. Jungkook: Thank god I'm not *chuckles* 🦊: Legit~ I think if I had met you back then, I would have dated you. Jungkook: *groans in disgust* Ew!~ *in between laughs* why?~ 🦊: I like fi- *in between laughter* fixing things Jungkook: *gasps* *laughs* OH MY GOD! Is that why you lik- 🦊: No no~ He doesn't need fixing. He's perfect the way he is. Jungkook: *groans* Oh my god, you're such a simp~ 🦊: Getting back to it though. I didn't really notice it that much, but now that you mention it, it- Jungkook: It's impossible not to see, right? 🦊: Yeah, a lot of Korean artists have openly expressed their love for Iron Man. Jungkook: Exactly. My ratio is... 1 out of 2 idols likes Iron Man. 🦊: REALLY?! Jungkook: Yeah!~ I know A LOT of idols that just LOVE Iron Man. 🦊: Huh... Interesting... I hadn't really thought about that before.

Jungkook: What's a popular superhero on the Western side? 🦊: *hums thinking* 🦊: Spiderman, for sure! Jungkook: Really? Why? I didn't think *in between chuckles* that he was that popular. 🦊: Well... Okay, there's a lot of reasons. But I think the main one is that ANYONE can be Spiderman. Jungkook: *gasps softly* That's true. 🦊: Like... Not anyone can be Iron Man. Jungkook: Nooooo 🦊: You need to be a billionaire first, to become Iron Man. 🦊: But with Spiderman, anyone can be under the mask. Even um... What's his name? Jungkook: Stan Lee? 🦊: Yeah! He even said, "We didn't intend his suit to cover him completely, but by doing that, we designed him in a way that anyone can be Spiderman". Jungkook: OOOOOOOOOOOH!! Jungkook: And it's even more amplified by the fact that he- Together: He's completely average in everything. 🦊: Exactly. Jungkook: He's not mega smart like Tony. 🦊: Nope. Jungkook: Like he's smart, but he had to- 🦊: Make a huge effort, yeah. He's just an average kid. Jungkook: Yeah, and even with Peter Parker, his photography is so average that he works for a newspaper 🦊: Exactly. He basically paparazzi's himself Jungkook: *chuckles* Exactly! 🦊: And I would just like to add, that he's also the most flexible too. Jungkook: What do you mean? 🦊: Like I said, anyone can be Spiderman, but when it comes to Peter Parker, he's so average that anything can happen. Jungkook: Right. 🦊: Like... His life could be amazing or absolute trash. Jungkook: Oh! That's true! Jungkook: Is Spiderman your favorite in Marvel? 🦊: Oh yeah, for sure. Jungkook: Why? 🦊: Well... Now that Miles Morales exiiiiiists!~ Jungkook: *groans playfully* 🦊: He's a Newyorican!~ His mom is Puerto Rican, and his dad is African American from New York. Jungkook: Love it *chuckles* 🦊: The fact that he was created because of Donald Glover is everything. Jungkook: *gasps then laughs* I saw that! I saw that! 🦊: He just represents a lot of gente Latina. Jungkook: Is he the only Latinx Spiderman? 🦊: Uh.... You know what? Te la debo. Because Miguel is Mexican-Irish, but, without spoiling Miguel's origin story, he's not a true Spiderman. He didn't- Jungkook: *laughs* HE DIDN'T GO THROUGH THE FIRST CANON EVENT! 🦊: Nope!~ He wasn't even bit!~ Jungkook: *sighs in relief* Crazy how his logic works. 🦊: For sure.

Jungkook: What about DC? Together: Batman! 🦊: Batman is everything. Jungkook: Forever. 🦊: I wanna see Robert Pattinson's Batman with Cameron Monaghan's Joker. Jungkook: Oh, for sure! I wasn't sure about the "Gotham" Series when you made me watch it because I dislike people dying and coming back and the cycle repeating itself. 🦊: Oh, I hated that too! Jungkook: But that JOKER! 🦊: *moans playfully* 🦊: He channeled Heath Ledger and Mark Hamill Jungkook: It was amazing. I was so sad they couldn't actually put that label on him. 🦊: Crazy...

Jungkook: *smacks lips* I'm gonna listen to this tonight. 🦊: *laughs* Jungkook: Just us ranting about Marvel heroes 🦊: Iconic Jungkook: I wanna say thank you to everyone who liked the podcast. 🦊: Thank you so much. Jungkook: We did this for fun, so I was glad that everyone else is having fun with us. 🦊: I actually have a topic for us for the next topic! Jungkook: Really? What is it? 🦊: "@lovemeforeternity" requested us to talk about a few things, but the one that I know will be an awesome conversation is!~ 🦊: FOOD! 음식! COMIDA!!!! Jungkook: Oh my god! We have sTORIES! 🦊: We do!~ We do!~ Jungkook: We should invite Jimin for that one. 🦊: *gasps* SHOULD WE?!?! Jungkook: Comment below if you guys would like that to happen! 🦊: Again, guys, thank you so much for the love that you have been giving us!~ Jungkook: Remember to comment and tell us what you would like us to talk about and THANK YOU FOR NOT DOXXING AND BULLYING Y/N!~ 🦊: You should say the Spanish outro and I'll do the Korean one. Jungkook: OH! Uh.... *inhales and giggles* Okay okay!~ Jungkook: Hasta... La próxima, mi gente!~ 🦊: *in between laughs* 안녕히 게세요!~

[aphrodite1288]

The thing with Jennie and v we actually saw them together in Paris though

If they want they can:

You still didn't get my point sis.

Did anyone see them going together to Paris ?? That's the point. Did anyone see them before or after that moment? Did anyone see them traveling to Thailand? They traveled to a lot of places including south Korea they went to Jeju island ! Did anyone meet them in the airport? Nope! EXACTLY that's the point is that "THEY CAN DATE AND TRAVEL & DO THINGS WITHOUT ANYONE KNOWING" .

The thing is THEY ARE A STRAIGHT COUPLE the IT COUPLE! It's okay if they are seen together at the end they gave nothing to hide they're straight! And They wanted to be seen together! Jennie even posted photos after her date with V from the exact same day with the same day and exact same outfit to prove to all dululus who said it's not her with him ! She slapped them with the exact outfit she wore on a date with him . And V wanted to be outed with her to get off his constant 10 years old dating rumors with Jun/gkook, because simply he's had enough of the Tae/kook shippers ruining their friendship.

Many celebrities give their photos with their partners to their companies and ask them to out them by sending it all to media pages or even Sasaengs. Lol u didn't know that did ya?

Look at her! Literally POSING with the same outfit she wore with him on the date to shut the Delulu fans saying it's not her with him, is this a behavior of someone who wants to hide her relationship?

I hope now you know the difference btw a gay and straight couple in a relationship. You got it! Yes gay couples don't have these privileges they have to go the extra mile to take extra caution than the straight couples because they've got a lot more to lose than straight ones: Like "Their career & Life"

[jentlemahae]

I spoke with my a*** coworkers recently about this and they admitted that especially since d*namite the fandom has been past the point of no return and apparently n**joon j**gkook and t**hyung have all called them out on live in the last few months. my coworkers literally said the words to me "even the members of *** can't stand their fans anymore" so just something to think about lol

yeah i can confirm that that’s when things got Real Bad, that was basically the last *** cb i was around for :/ and tbh it doesn’t surprise me that they said something bcs things have escalated so much now, but i think saying sttuff in more recent times is like putting a bandaid on a bullet hole - they’re already off the rails and have been for a good while, so idt much can be done with just simple callouts during lives

[aajjks]

SilentCries!Jungkook -gkook, wake up.. Jungkook, wake up.. Hi.. Your alarm is going off.. I would have turned it off but I’m kinda of feeding our son.. You look tired. Baby, you didn’t have to stay here when you have work. I appreciate it though. You staying with me, with us. You need to get to work and figure out the mess that happened, your office was torn apart. I wonder who could have it out for you that badly. Here, burp your son. You didn’t piss anybody off did you? I’m just saying, you seem pretty good making enemies. Remember that waiter in Qutar? He hated you, haha. Come here, let me fix your tie. And your hair, geez. You look handsome though. Okay, there you go. Hey um.. Are you coming back? After you figure everything out or when you usually get off? Okay! I was just wondering. Good luck today! Call me if you need anything. I love you. Mwah, mwah!

“Baby I really don’t wanna go I’m exhausted… oh my God I look so scary with my red eyes… damn… Oh I’m sorry I’m being too loud…. Fuck… I just have to go to the office to check what’s going on and then I’ll come back. I don’t wanna stay there too long. I wanna be here with you and our baby…. Haha… I’m coming back after I figure out everything. Don’t worry about it and call me whenever you want because this time I’ll have my phone on me… I love you so much, can I have a kiss please? Aw thank you my love.. see you soon.”

[wooseokarchive]

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[theonlykwon]

Jimin Is The New Black | “Boring Hetero” | Part Nine

Genre: Comedy, Drama, Slight angst, Smut, Prisonau Rating: M Playlist: http://theonlykwon.tumblr.com/playlist Main Pairing: Vmin Minor Pairings: Namjin, GKook, Yoonseok, Lumin, Baekyeol, Krislay, Kaimin, Markson, Xiuho Synopsis: Yoongi hears the truths from the love of his life, but could another romantic prospect show itself? Namjoon is assigned by the Warden to find an inmate who has been posting...unflattering pictures of a certain body part on the internet, and he gets assistance from his best friends, Mark and Jackson Taehyung overhears something that breaks his heart into a thousand pieces. A/N: Yesterday was the anniversary I started writing this fic :-D I can’t believe I’ve been writing this for a fucking year, I love it so much!!

Prologue | Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four | Part Five | Part Six | Part Seven | Part Eight | Part Nine

Joonmyeon felt like today was going to be a completely shit day.

The previous night had been a complete train wreck. Minseok didn't realise he had asked him on a date, and the warden was forced to endure a night with three people he had absolutely nothing in common with, people who he had no desire to spend time with, and an oblivious, adorable, orange haired boy who had no idea about his feelings.

And so, today, the blonde had a deep, dark feeling that it wasn't going to go in his favour. His feeling was confirmed when a picture was suddenly thrown onto his desk. He looked up at the picture of what appears to be a hard cock before looking up at Jessica and her folded arms. Letting out a sigh, he turned back to his computer and continued to type.

"It's always nice to get a visit from you Jessica." He said. Jessica rolled her eyes and picked up the photograph.

"What the fuck is this?" He asked. Joonmyeon sighed and propped his glasses on top of his head.

"Jessica, I know I'm a man, but I don't feel comfortable explaining the male anatomy to you, but it's understandable how you don't know it." He told him, smug smirk on his lips. The woman rolled her eyes. Why this man was promoted to warden of this hell hole?

"I found this on the website named 'PrisonPricks.com' under our institutes name." She told him. Joonmyeon arched an eyebrow.

"I'm not even going to ask how you came across that website." He said. Jessica let out an exasperated sigh before returning to her original point.

"Our inmates are taking pictures of their dicks and posting it online. And you know what that means?" She asked. Joonmyeon blinked as he tried to find the answer to the elders question.

"...that...um..." His voice trailed off, staring at Jessica for some sort of indication of the answer she was looking for. Said woman rolled her eyes.

“It means, Joonmyeon, that they have the means of taking the picture and posting it online. What could give them that ability?” She asked. Joonmyeon blinked, eyebrows furrowing in confusion. Jessica rolled her eyes once again; she really didn’t have time for the wardens stupidity right now. She slammed her hands down on the desk.

“PHONES, JOONMYEON! THEY HAVE FUCKING PHONES!” She yelled. The younger brought a finger to his ear to try and lessen the harshness of the womans high pitched scream and closed his eyes.

“WHY DO THE INMATES IN MY PRISON HAVE PHONES? PHONES ARE CONTRABAND!” She yelled. Joonmyeon took a deep breath.

“I don’t know, Jessica.” He replied calmly. Jessica continued to aim her medusa like glare at him. Joonmyeon countered his icy stare with a smile as he sat up in his chair.

“I will deal with it.” He told her. Jessica stood up properly.

"You’d better,” she picked up her Frappechino from the desk, “Or will I have to tell Daddy about your little slip?” Joonmyeon sighed as Jessica sipped her drink.

Her father is the CEO of the company that owns the many different prisons in Seoul. On her twenty fifth birthday, he decided to give his over pampered, spoilt, bratty daughter, who hadn’t worked a day in her life, Bangtan prison. So she was Joonmyeon’s boss, whatever he does is reported directly to Jessica’s father and it means she has complete power over him.

Medusa flashed the warden a wide smile and turned, making her way out of the office.

The blonde sighed and ran a hand down his face. Talking to Jessica was always so difficult. He picked up the explicit picture and began to staring at it intently, as if he would recognise the inmates from his privates.

Who the hell would do such a thing?

“Ahh, my dick looks so awesome in this picture.” Kai said as he stared at his phone at his side. Taemin grinned and draped his arms over his boyfriends shoulders.

“Always looks great baby.” He said. Jimin frowned as he overheard their conversation as they stood in the line for breakfast and grinned as he turned to the two.

“Do I want to be part of this conversation?” He asked. Kai chuckled.

“Aww Jiminie, don't be like that, you know you love my dick.” He told him. Jimin arched an amused eyebrow and turned to the brunette.

“Are you sure? I don’t think I do.” He replied. Taemin pouted.

“Don’t worry baby, Jiminie’s a boring hetero. Your dick is perfect.” He tells him. Kai chuckled and the blonde placed a quick kiss behind his ears. Jimin grinned, shaking his head at the labeling of ‘boring hetero’. It was amazing how none of the security guards had noticed Kai's phone hidden by his side. Siwon usually has a good eagle eye.

Kai frowned. "Hey, weren't you gay once? You used to go out with that hottie Taehyung right?" He asked. Jimin smiled and nodded to the boy, though he'd rather not think about the . Taemin reflected his boyfriends frown.

"Why would anyone purposefully chose to be straight?" He asked. Jimin chuckled, before Taemin began to continue, "Join us Jimin! Join the dark side!"

Kai grinned and turned to grab his boyfriends ass cheeks, eyes not leaving the petite raven haired boy.

"One of us, one of us, one of us." He said as he repeatedly squeezed the blondes ass. Taemin giggled and Jimin just grinned at their usual behaviour as he reached the front of the line and turned to the cafeteria worker serving food.

“Hey Jimin-ah.” Jimin froze as the familiar voice spoke out to him. He didn’t need to look back to know Yoongi was right behind him, most likely staring at his ass. He didn’t want to speak to Yoongi. It was bad enough when he was stealing his stuff and trying to kiss him constantly. But pissing on his bed sheets was the last straw. Jimin finally reached the end of the line and smiled widely to the dinner server.

“Can I have some toast please?” He asked, completely ignoring the man behind him. The arsonist rolled his eyes.

“Don’t ignore me Jimin-ah.” He told him, tone dark. Jimin puffed out his cheeks and tapped a rhythm of his thighs before smiling at the server again.

“And some scrambled eggs please.” He added. The server nodded and piled the food on the raven haired mans plate. Yoongi’s patience was being tested.

“Is this about what happened yesterday?” he asked. Jimin pointed to the carton of orange juice among the apple and cranberry juice. Yoongi rolled his eyes.

“I’m sorry Jimin-ah! I needed to let you know not to hurt me like that.” He told him. Taemin and Kai were just watchng silently, enjoying the drama unfolding and glancing to each other with amused smirks on their faces every so often. Yoongi pouted and wrapped his arms around the boys waist.

“Please forgive me baby. I hate it when you’re mad at me.” He said.

Jimin rolled his eyes, and as the elder placed a kiss on his shoulder, he snapped.

He turned around sharply and forced Yoongi’s arms off of him.

“Yoongi, I’ve had enough. I’ve told you so many times, I don’t want you to touch me, kiss me or even talk to me. I’m done. You are crazy, deluded and I am not your fucking boyfriend! I’m engaged to a beautiful, perfect woman who I love more then the entire world. Do you hear that, I am ENGAGED! I don’t want you. I’m not your boyfriend! I don’t care if you beg me, assault me, stab me, I don’t want to be your boyfriend. I don’t love you, and I never will love you. So stop harassing me! You psychopath!”

By the end of his rant, everybody was quiet. Taemin and Kai stared at the boy with jaws to the ground, as did his group of friends sitting at a table not so far away, everybody else just watched like it was some kind of drama. Except for Jiyong, who sat back trying to hold back his laughter at the entire situation, Jungkook pocking him in the ribs to try and tell him he was a dick for laughing.

Jimin should’ve felt bad about speaking to someone like that, being so harsh to someone who only wanted affection and love, he should’ve felt scared for yelling at someone so dangerous who could easily stab him for ‘disrespecting’ him and rejecting him, but he didn’t. He didn’t feel a tiny bit of remorse for ripping someone’s heart out. Instead, he turned around and grabbed the tray of his breakfast, making his way to the table full of his friends. He sat down with a thud and continued to frown as he began to dig into his breakfast.

The entire room was silent still, and all eyes slowly turned from Jimin to the second most dangerous man in Bangtan. Yoongi blinked a few times, eyes stuck on Park Jimin.

Was this what it feels like to…have your heart break?

Without a word, he raced out of the silent cafeteria and out of sight. The voice began to appear one by one a few moments later, all murmuring, like Yoongi would come in and kill anyone who decided to open their mouths.

“..bit harsh Jimin.” Namjoon told him. Jimin glared up at the blonde.

"I don't care. He deserved it."

Hoseok sighed as he made his way to the sink and began to wash his hands. He had managed to make his way out of the awfully stuffy cafeteria, making his way to the bathroom as an excuse to escape the suffocating atmosphere.

Jimin's outburst was founded, yes, but of course it was very VERY stupid to talk to someone with so much aggression and violent tendencies like that. 

But Jimin was obviously not the smartest person in the prison, he was new, so he could be excused for having such a death wish.

As he checked his light brown hair in the mirror, Hoseok suddenly noticed a sniffling sound behind him. He frowned, the bathroom was empty right now, right? Everybody should've been in the cafeteria. His eyes quickly noticed a man sat in the stall behind him, staring at the tissue in the hands in his lap.

Yoongi looked so...upset. It was rare to see him show this kind of emotion, especially due to another human being. Jimin is the only person the pyromaniac had felt feelings more then aggression towards, and now he was crying over him. Hoseok had no idea how deep Yoongi's feelings for him actually were.

Sighing, he turned and walked over to the boy, kneeling before him and grabbing a dry, untouched tissue from the dispenser.

"Please don't listen to Jimin, he was too harsh." He said in a soothing voice. Yoongi glared at the boy, giving him the look that has fightened many away and struck fear into the hearts of everybody who was on the brunt end. But Hoseok didn't seem to recoil at all, continuing to wipe the tears on his face away.

"I don't need your help." He spat. The younger rolled his eyes.

"Look, you're upset, It's fine, what Jimin said was pretty harsh, but I'm just trying to help you and make you stop crying." He told him. Yoongi pulled his eyes away immediatly, shut up completely.

"...I'm not crying...I don't know what this is..." He mumbled. Hoseok blinked and continued to wipe his eyes. Yoongi ran hand through his black hair, leaning back.

"Why did he say that stuff? What did I do wrong?" he asked. Hoseok sighed.

"Well...you were sweet. I mean, the poem you wrote, the rose, they were nice." he told him. Yoongi blinked, locking eyes once again.

"You think?" He asked. Hoseok smiled brightly and nodded. "How do you know about them?" He asked, frowning. The younger grinned.

"Uhh, I actually...found them when I was...going through Jimin's stuff..." He told him. Yoongi's eyes widened and a grin spread across his face.

"You went through his stuff? Why?" he asked, slightly amused. Hoseok held his hands up in innocence.

"I just thought he had my straighteners! And then I found those things you sent him. They were sweet!" He told him. Yoongi smiled at his lap.

"Really?" he asked. Hoseok grinned and began to wipe the dampness on the elders face once again.

"Of course. But...it's just the...other things...like the...stalking and the...kissing and the...pissing on his bedsheets." He told him. Yoongi sniffed, and Hoseok dabbed at the tear he hadn't even realised had fallen.

"I couldn't help it...I wanted him to love me and I was so angry when he didn't...I'd never really...felt that way before. And when he was nice to me and actually didn't treat me like a freak. Nobody helped me and wanted to be my friend like he did and I got a little...carried away." he said. Hoseok tutted. He sympathised, he really did. He knew what everybody thought of Yoongi, he felt that way himself. But, at the end of the day, we're all human, and we all need somebody to love. Just look at Jungkook and Jiyong.

"I understand, Yoongi, I really do. He was wrong to speak to you the way he did, but maybe the next time you find someone you like, try to be able to tell the difference between the toilet and their bed." He told him. Yoongi chuckled and sniffed once again, he dragged his eyes up and met the youngers eyes. They were a deep brown colour and sparkled, and the wide grin on his face was welcoming and warm, brighter then the sun, and as he stared at it, he felt his heart repairing.

"I don't believe we've spoken before. I'm Yoongi." He replied. Hoseok nodded.

"I'm Hoseok. Jung Hoseok." He replied, taking the elders hand in his. Yoongi smiled, and the brunette pulled his hand back and wiped the elders tears away once again.

"Don't worry, you'll be ok. Everybody has somebody to love. Everything will work out in the end," He stood up and lifted the raven haired boys chin with a hooked finger, "You'll see."

He flashed one more wide smile before turning and walking away.

Yoongi sat in the same place, not moving an inch as the sound of the door closing echoed through the bathroom. Hoseok's touch tingled, and a smile stretched across his face.

"Hoseok-ah." 

Namjoon knocked on the Wardens office door and poked his head round the door without so much as a response. He is met with the sight of the blonde warden with his head lying on the desk, his arms cushioning him.

“Um…Warden Kim?” He asked. Joonmyeon lifted his head, eyes squinted like he had just woken up.

“What?” he asked. Namjoon smiled and wandered into the office, closing the door behind him.

“Um, I’m leaving in a week, and I just wandered what time the van is coming and if I’ll be given some new clothes or something?” He asked. Joonmyeon sat up properly and ran a hand through his gelled hair.

“Ahh, yeah, sure, have a seat.” He replied. Namjoon nodded and sat down opposite the warden. Joonmyeon logged onto his computer.

“Let me find the details.” He said. Namjoon nodded. As Joonmyeon scrolled through his computer, The younger blonde sat awkwardly in the chair, and it wasn’t long till he noticed the picture of a hard cock on the desk. His eyes widened and darted to the Warden. His lips twitched up into a taunting smirk.

“Hot.” He said. Joonmyeon’s eyes widened as he turned to him.

“Excuse me?” He asked. Namjoon looked down at the picture on the desk. The warden followed his eyes to said picture. When he realised, his eyes bulged and he grabbed the picture and screwed it up into a ball. After violently throwing it into his desk bin, he sat down and flattened his gelled hair casually. He cleared his throat and bravely met the inmates eyes. Namjoon’s smirk remained on his face accompanied with an arched eyebrow.

“…It’s not mine.” The warden told him. Namjoon nodded overdramatically.

“Sure, Warden Kim.” He replied. Joonmyeon rolled his eyes.

“My boss brought it in earlier.” He said. Namjoon frowned.

“Why would they do that?” he asked. Joonmyeon sighed. He probably shouldn’t be telling this inmate about the current situation, for all he knows, it could be the blondes wang on that website. But, as he continued to think about it, an idea popped into his mind. An inmate knows what other inmates are thinking, all the nooks and crannies where they could be hiding all the contraband. A confident smile grew on his face as he leaned forward.

“For something you can help me with actually.” He told him. Namjoon frowned suspiciously.

“Ok, Warden Kim, I’m not taking a picture of my dick, my boyfriends dick or anybody elses dick for you.” He told him. Joonmyeon rolled his eyes.

“That’s not what I was going to ask, inmate.” He told him. Namjoon’s eyebrows shot up, a smirk grew on his face.

“That picture was taken by one of the inmates in Bangtan.” Namjoon’s eyes widened.

“Who?” He asked. Joonmyeon leaned back in his chair.

“That’s what I need to find out. Obviously they have one thing they shouldn’t that allows them to take photos and post them online.” He said. Namjoon frowned, looking as lost as when Jessica asked him earlier. The warden rolled his eyes.

“Phones. They have phones, inmate.” He told him. Namjoon nodded.

“And you want me to…” He asked. Joonmyeon smiled.

“I need you to find the phone and any other contraband that has made it into my prison and I also need you to tell me who the phone belongs to, so we can deal with the culprit properly.” He told him. The younger frowned.

“Yeah, but everybody has a phone, how am I supposed to find it?” He asked. Joonmyeon raised his eyebrow.

“Everybody?…does that include you?” He asked. Namjoon blinked.

“You’ll have the phone as soon as possible.” He told him. Joonmyeon smiled and nodded, but then Namjoon remembered something.

"What’s in it for me?” he asked. The warden rolled his eyes.

“Fine, 50,000 in your commissary if you find it and give me a name.” He told him. Namjoon sat back in his chair, shit eating grin on his face.

“Hmm. Bangtan’s a big place. It’ll take me longer. I’ll need more motivation for that.” He said. Joonmyeon rolled his eyes.

“Fine, I’ll give you time off of your sentence for good behaviour.” He said. Namjoon raised an eyebrow.

“How much?” He asked. Running a hand through his hair, Joonmyeon shrugged. It wouldn’t make much of a difference to let someone off when they only have two weeks left in the prison anyway.

“I don’t know. I’ll arrange the van tomorrow if you want.” He said. Namjoon’s eyes widened.

“Tomorrow? Are you serious?” He asked. Joonmyeon nodded.

“If you find the phone and culprit, you’re golden.” He replied.

Without another word, Namjoon jumped up and practically ran out of the office.

Taehyung sighed and sat down in the visitation room. He was meant to be getting a visit from Jonghyun today.

They had spoken on the phone earlier and arranged it, but he had gotten a message telling him he would be late due to the fact he had been doing jobs in Busan the night before. But Taehyung didn’t mind, he knew he wouldn’t be long since the train had just arrived. So, he was sat aimlessly in the visitation room waiting for his friend. As he looked up from the table, he noticed Daehyun and Seulgi making their way into the room.

Both looked uptight and rich, but Seulgi still looked so beautiful. He could see why Jimin fell for her, she looked exactly his type, beautiful, innocent, successful. Everything Taehyung wasn’t.

The two didn’t even spare the blonde a glance as they wandered over and took the seats at the table behind the blonde. Taehyung shook his head. Of course rich, stuck up people wouldn’t notice him. Seulgi sighed.

“I’m so nervous.” She said. Taehyung’s ears pricked up. “Should I tell him?” She asked.

“No. I don’t think he’s ready yet. Jimin’s already going through a lot. You’ve got a whole before you need to tell him.” Daehyun told her. Taehyung frowned as he eavesdropped.

“He should know though. I want to tell him as soon as possible. It is his child” Taehyung’s heart stopped. 

Wait…what? .

“I’m just so nervous about how he’s going to react, he’s got so much on his plate right now, he doesn’t need my pregnancy on him as well” Taehyung blinked, absorbing the new information. Seulgi…was pregnant…with Jimin’s child…

Suddenly, he stood up and turned, walking out of the visitation room with fast footsteps. Jonghyun was on his way, but he couldn’t deal with this right now. He was ten seconds from having a complete breakdown and he didn’t want everybody to see him, especially not Seulgi and Daehyun.

The tears pricked in his eyes and began to stream down his face at a fast pace as soon as he was out of the room, his throat was constricting, making his desperate search for oxygen even harder. His head thumped, making every racing thought hurt more then the last.

 It was over.

There was no way he could win Jimin back now. Seulgi was pregnant, there was a kid involved.

Taehyung had a possibility to hold his own against Seulgi, it was a slim possibility, but it was there. Now, his chances had been cut completely.

Any hope of getting back the love of his life were now 0.

His heart broke more as he spotted Jimin walking towards him, obviously on his way to visitation. It took a moment for the older to notice him, but when he did, a wide smile spread over his face.

“Hey TaeTae.” He greeted cheerfully. Taehyung didn’t look up at him, he couldn’t let him see the tears running down his cheeks. Jimin’s smile dropped immediately as he noticed the tears.

“Tae?” he asked. The blonde didn’t say anything, if he said anything he would’ve cried even more. He walked straight past him. Jimin frowned and watched him until the blonde disappeared around the corner.

“Remind me what happened again?” Namjoon rolled his eyes at Marks question as they sat in the rec room, the eldest boy leaning into Jackson’s chest as their hands were entwined. Namjoon had chosen to tell the two about it in hopes they would help him, but it was more difficult to explain then he thought apparently.

“Somebody’s been taking pictures of their cock and posting it online. The Warden found out and he wants me to find it and then I’m outta here by tomorrow. I need you two to help me.” He explained again. Jackson scoffed.

“And what do we get?” he asked. Namjoon shrugged.

“I’ll put in a good word and get 50,000 in your commissary.” He told him. Jackson and Mark exchanged glances, eyebrows arched, before turning back to the blonde.

“Bit risky, Joon. Everybody has a phone, and I don’t wanna get shanked for taking someones off of them and sending them to solitary.” Jackson told him. Namjoon nodded.

"I know, but if theres anyone I can trust to find this disgusting perpertrator, I know you two are the ones who can help me take him down and put an end to the battle of cockgate." He told them. Mark's eyebrows furrowed as he nodded, trying to work out what he means, but Jackson was all too familiar with Namjoon's cryptic mind, so he just accepted it. Mark shook himself out of his thoughts.

"Ok, we're on board." he said. Jackson nodded, mind taken up by the idea of having more money in his commissary. Namjoon grinned in relief, at least he wouldn't have to search high and low by himself. He sighed and scanned the fellow inmates in the rec room.

"Now, lets gather the suspects." He said. Mark and Jackson joined him in looking through the group of inmates, and their eyes all landed on the same person - Jo.

The hairdresser had just wandered in as they were looking for suspects and managed to capture all three mens attention with his wide smile and perfect hair. The three exchanged glances, all thinking the same thing as a silence came between them.

"...It couldn't be Jo...right?" Mark asked. Jo was always so candid with anything to do with sex, and he was actually very sexually oriented person, telling the guys whenever they would come in to get their hair done of the latest porn he watched or the many men he was talking to on messenger, so...it wouldn't be too much of a stretch to think he could be one to do such a thing, could it?

"It's a start." Namjoon replied. The blonde turned to the couple and leaned in. "Ok, heres the plan." He said.

After they quickly discussed the plan, the three stood up, Namjoon going first, Mark and Jackson delaying a little bit before making their way forward. The blonde forced a smile onto his face and held a hand up to the brunette.

"Hey Jo-hyung!" He called. Jo turned to Namjoon and smiled.

"Hey Namjoon, what's up?" he asked. Mark and Jackson made their way past the hairdresser, the latter being too distracted by Namjoon. Unbeknownst to the brunette, the couple stopped right behind him.

"So...I was thinking of getting my hair done. You know, cause I'm getting out in a few days? I want to look my best you know?" He asked. Jo nodded.

"Sure, come round any time and I'll fix you up, k?" he asked. Namjoon nodded, and as he saw Jo was about to leave, he quickly held a hand out.

"Wait, could you give me a rundown of the stuff you do? Just so I can plan what I want?" he asked. The brunette nodded, confusion flashing over his face for a breif moment, but, Namjoon had managed to gain his attention and stop him from leaving.

"Sure, umm, well, I do all the standard stuff, trims, blow drys, I could re-shave the sides of your hair for you as well," behind him, Mark was reaching out to the boys jumpsuits back pockets, where the lump of his phone was very evidently placed, "and we can also give you a complete re stye---"

Suddenly, Jo felt a hand on his ass and turned to see Mark with his hand out, eyes glued to his ass. The red head quickly noticed the elders slightly confused glare and immediatly retracted his hand, displaying a wide grin that came out as the guiltiest look he could have given. Jo looked the boy up and down before turning back to Namjoon.

"I could also bleach your hair blonde again if you would liket." He told him. Namjoon nodded, noticing the way Jackson, more sutibly reached and managed to grab the phone from his back pocket. It's strange how Jackson was a drug dealer, he seemed more suited to the pickpocket proffession.

"Ahh, ok, sounds good." he said. Jo smiled and nodded.

"Ok, so just come down and let me know what you want and I'll do it for you." He told him. Just as he was turning, Jackson had managed to unlock the phone in his hand. Namjoon grabbed his arm once again, causing Jo to sigh and sutibly roll his eyes.

"I was thinking of a purple? Would you think that would suit my skin tone?" he asked. Jo put his hand on his hip and smiled.

"Sure." He said. Namjoon hummed.

"Or like a dark brown? With a perm? Would that be cool?" he gasped, "OR RED?!" 

As Namjoon went through the various colours of the rainbow, Jo giving not so enthusiastic hums and 'yeah's every so often, Jackson and Mark went through the pictures on the elders phone. But, there was not a dick pick in sight (which was kinda  a relief), just many many many many pictures of selcas of himself doing the peace sign in EVERY SINGLE PHOTO!!!

Jackson sighed and looked up, Namjoon glanced to the blonde as he continued to suggest different hairstyles, and the younger shook his head. Namjoon continued to speak until the blonde managed to successfully put the phone back in it's original place in Jo's ass pocket. As soon as Jackson held up both of his thumbs, the blonde immediatly stopped.

"But, I guess we'll see later, thank you for your help Jo-hyung!" He said with a wave. Ignoring the confused expression on the older boys face, Namjoon Mark and Jackson retreated out of the rec room, continuing the search. Jo blinked, bewildered.

"...Ok then?"

Jin sighed and he held Taehyung in his arms. The boy had wept non stop for about three hours. The elder rocked him gently, trying to sooth the blonde who hadn’t been able to say a word due to his frantic crying. Nobody knew what had happened to Taehyung.

One minute, the boy was his usual happy self, bidding them all goodbye with his rectangle grin as he wandered off to visitation, the next he was collapsing into Jin’s arms, enough tears streaming down his face to rival the Atlantic Ocean. He shushed soothingly into his hair, allowing Taehyung to cry his heart out.

“Oh, Taehyung.” The elder said. He had never seen Taehyung like this before. He was completely broken. Jin stroked his hair and placed a kiss on the top of his head. Luckily he had been in this position before, he knew how to deal with people crying their hearts out. He knew he wasn’t going to get anything out of him when he’s like this. But it had already been three hours and Taehyung had still not calmed down. It was quite the opposite actually. Taehyung’s state had grown worse as the hours went by.

"Can you please tell me whats wrong, darling?" He asked. Taehyung tried to speak, but what he said translated to total nonsense to the elder. 

"Taehyung, I can't understand you. Can you please calm down babe?" He asked. Taehyung sniffed, trying his hardest to keep his tears in long enough to speak. He sat up, turning to the elder, who brushed the hair from his face.

"S-Seul-gi's pre-pregnant with Ji-Jimin's child." He told him. Jin's eyes widened.

"His fiancee is pregnant?" He asked in disbelief. Taehyung sniffed and nodded and suddenly, his breakdown had begun to make sense to the pink haired man. He knew how much Jimin meant to Taehyung, and he knew how much Taehyung meant to Jimin, no matter how much they both tried to deny it to anybody else. The elder sighed.

"I'm so sorry Taehyung, I can't even begin to imagine how you're feeling." He told him. Taehyung burried his head in his hands. You have no idea, Jin hyung. 

Oh how he wished he could get rid of his feelings, how he wished he could just forget ever having fallen in love with Park Jimin. But he just couldn't. Every single time, he found himself going round in circles. He wanted to forget Jimin, he really did. And he really thought he had everything under control the last time he spoke to Jo, he had a game plan, slowly work his way back into the boys life and remind him of how much they meant to each other, but now there was a child, A FUCKING CHILD, involved.

He knew it was selfish, Jimin had always wanted a family, a life where he could just settle down, live a normal life with someone he was completely in love with, and now he was finally getting that, but he didn't want him to have that, at least not with anybody other then him, especially if it's someone Jimin wasn't even sure he was right for, which he had heard from the boys own mouth. Sure, he was high when he said it, but nevertheless He needed Jimin.

As cheesy at it sounds, he was nothing without Park Jimin.

Jin watched Taehyung break back down into floods of tears once again and sighed. This whole thing was such a mess.

"Does Jimin know?" he asked. Taehyung sniffed and lifted his head.

"I d-don't know, the-they were wande-ring whether to t-tell him." He replied. Jin shook his head and leaned forward, pulling the blonde into another hug.

"Please stop crying, Taehyung. Everything seems so messed up now, but things will work itself out. If two people are meant to be together, fate will bring them together again, trust me." he told him. Taehyung clung to the boys jumpsuit and pulled away, wiping his eyes 

"How though? He's gonna have a kid! I can't e-ever get him back now! If he has a family, he won't want to be with me, I can't even give him the family he wants! Seulgi can give him everything and even if he did ever want to be with me again I can't take him away from his wife and kid!" He told him. Jin sighed.

"I know. But, maybe it'll work in your favour in a different way. Maybe this'll give you the ammunition you need finally get over him, find someone who you'll love even more then Jimin? This could open a new future for you where you're not haunted by your ex?" he asked. Taehyung buried his face in the elders shoulder once again.

"But...I don't want to..." 

Mark and Jackson both exchanged glances before making his way into the abandoned bathroom in the east wing of the prison without so much as a warning of their entrance.

As they walked in, he was met with the sight of Daesung and Taeyang playing cards at a table place where the old cubicles used to be before they got taken out, Jiyong was combing his hands through the ebony hair of his teenage other half as Seunghyun stood protectively behind him. Jiyong lazily saluted to the guests.

"Hello you two. How can I help Bangtan's sexiest couple today?" he asked. Jackson chuckled.

"Came for some...treats?" he asked. Jiyong arched an eyebrow, but it was evident by the smirk on his face that he knew exactly what they were talking about.

"Of course, are you having it in or taking away?" he asked. Mark smiled.

"In." He said. Jiyong grinned.

"Perfect. Have a seat my friends." He replied. Jackson nodded in thanks and the two took a seat next to the orange haired man who took the three joints from Seunghyun and passed two to the new guests and kept one for himself. The three didn't waste any time smoking them, letting out satisfied sighs.

"I don't know how you do it Jiyong, but this stuff is soooo good all the time." The blonde said. Jiyong chuckled.

"It's what I'm here for." he said. A silence took over as they just enjoyed the drugs, but Jackson and Mark were also searching his brains for a good way to approach hte subject they wanted so they get the information they were seeking. Jackson squeezed Mark's hand to let him know he has a plan.

Jackson chuckled, catching Jiyongs attention. "You know Mark the other day, I caught him taking a picture of his dick the other day." He said. Mark's eyes widened. So this is your fucking plan?! Jiyong didn't seem phased though, and surprisingly, neither did Jungkook or any of the other guys. 

"Awesome." He replied. Mark made a mental note to kill Jackson as soon as they get out there. Maybe he could get Jungkook to do it for him?

"Have you guys...ever done something like that?" He asked. Jiyong shook his head.

"Nope. Surprisingly. I know Kookie hasn't, he's very shy you know." He replied, grinning at the boy fast asleep in his arms with his face buried in his boyfriends chest.

"Do you know anyone who's done it before?" Jackson asked. Jiyong raised an eyebrow as he turned to the blonde.

"You seem very insistent. Why? You want to see my dick so badly?" He asked. Jackson and Mark's eyes widened simultaneously.

"No! No!" He replied. Jiyong tutted.

"You don't have to act coy Jackson, don't worry." He replied. Jackson gulped nervously, causing Jiyong to chuckle at the reaction.

"Don't worry, I'm only fuckin' with you. You guys are weird though." He replied. Jackson and Mark exchanged glances. Another fruitless endeavour, but, at least they got weed.

This cloud hanging over Taehyung's head hadn't disappeared since his visit to the visitation room, even though his tears were long lost. As he dragged his heavy feet through the halls, hands stuffed in his hoodie pockets, his mind was racing inside his head, making him feel dizzy and worsening the pounding head ache.

Maybe Jin was right, his plan to try and win him back wouldn't have worked anyway. Even if Jimin was unsure about his pending marriage to Seulgi (which was a extremely unlikely),  it wouldn't matter, he would never leave his kid. 

So what choice did he have? It was over. Done. He had no other choice then to finally get over Jimin.

"Hey Tae!" Taehyung stopped in his tracks and turned to see Jisoo's wide grin as the elder walked over to him. Jisoo smiled, but a confused grin grew over his face as he noticed the blonde's odd behaviour. Well, it was Taehyung, but he was acting stranger then usual.

"You ok? why are you looking at me like that?" He asked. Suddenly, Taehyung grabbed his arm.

"Come with me." He ordered. He didn't wait for a reply before dragging him through the halls, ignoring the raven haired mans questions. He pulled him into the closest bathroom, filled with inmates showering and shitting, and dragged the elder into an empty cubicle. 

Jisoo didn't have time to question his actions before Taehyung locked the door and threw himself on the elders lips, kissing him passionatly. Jisoo's eyes bulged out at the action, but quickly closed them and wrapped his arms around the blondes waist, returning Taehyung's kisses with as much passion as he was given. Taehyung pulled away and began to unzip the raven haired mans jumpsuit. Jisoo was at a loss, everything was moving so fast. He chuckled awkwardly.

"What the fuck is happening?" he asked semi-rhetorically. Taehyung pulled off his jumpsuit before getting to his knees.

"Shhh." he ordered. Jisoo had no time to process anything, and in the time he was taking to try to understand the situation, Taehyung had pulled down his boxers and took the mans dick in his mouth, taking no time to bob his head along his length. 

Jisoo gasped, eyes clamping shut. He groaned, trying to keep up with the blondes pace. He never believed this would happen. Sure, they flirted A LOT, but the last time they spoke about doing something like this, Taehyung had made it clear he had no desire to actually have sex, but now, here he was, being sucked off by the very blonde who had said he's not good at even physical relationships. 

Jisoo's groans and moans only grew louder at Taehyung continued to bob his head, suddenly, the blonde pulled back and Jisoo opened his eyes, only to have Taehyung crashing their lips together once again. Taehyung buried his hands in Jisoos black hair and pulled back to only pull off his own jumpsuit.

"Taehyung, what are you doing?" Jisoo asked as Taehyung took of his boxers and wrapped his arms around his neck.

"Just fuck me."

Four Years Earlier

Hoseok's head pounded, drawing him out of his dreams and pulling him back to reality with each thump. He held his head, groaning at the immense pain and rolled onto his back.

Jesus, how much did I drink last night?

He rubbed his face as he tried to remember the previous night. But all he could remember as he forced his memorys back was the pounding music playing, vibrating through all of Hanbin's house and the thousands of shots being poured down his throat.

He sighed and opened his eyes. But as he did, he jumped up, eyes bulging out of their sockets.

This wasn't his place. The white walls, long, net curtains and grey carpeting, nothing was familiar to him in the slightest. And it definitely wasn't Hanbin's room. So what was he doing here? Where was it?

He scanned the room, panic setting in, taking his mind off of his hangover, until something moved in the bed next him. He turned to see a blonde mop of hair sleeping soundly next to him, bare shoulders on show underneath the satin sheets. Hoseok gulped. I didn't...you know...with this guy...did I?

He wasn't a one night stand kinda person, he had never had a one night stand before, he didn't know how to deal with it. Should I just leave before he wakes up? He was at a total loss.

He looked at his naked chest, and the white satin sheets that was currently covering his lap. He lifted it slightly, and his chest wasn't the only thing naked. He immediatly covered himself back up. As he was turned, staring at the door, wandering if he could reach it in time, the boy shifted once again, this time letting out a small sigh as he rolled onto his back. Hoseok's eyes widened. This boy was gorgeous, with slightly chubby cheeks, flawless pale skin that looked like it would be softer then silk to touch and small, pink, heart shaped lips that looked so kissable. Suddenly, the blondes face contorted into displeasure and he grabbed the side of his head and groaned.

"Oh god..." he groaned and he ran a hand through his messy mop of blonde hair. Hoseok watched him, and it was like everything was going in slow motion as the boy sighed and opened his eyes, immediately taking note of the stranger staring at him in his bed. His eyes widened and he shot up, staring Hoseok dead in the eyes.

"What the...?" His voice trailed off. Hoseok gulped, staring back at the beautiful boy in front of him, who was also VERY naked. He couldn't help but let his eyes trail down to the boys petite, but toned body. The blonde took note of the way the stranger was staring at him and immediately covered himself up with his sheets. Hoseok stared down at his covered lap awkwardly.

"So..." the blonde began, "This is awkward..." 

Hoseok chuckled, running a hand through his disheveled hair.

"Yeah..." he replied. He looked back up at the boy, locking eyes with him. The stranger gulped.

"...Did we..." his voice trailed off once again. Hoseok exhaled.

"I guess..." he replied, "Hanbin's party was crazier then I can remember then." 

The blonde chuckled.

"Yeah, I guess so..." He said. An awkward silence took over, and the two stared at each other. After what seemed like hours just staring at each other, the two errupted into giggles.

"I'll get you some pills, if you have anything near the hangover I have, then you're gonna need it just as much as I do." he said. Hoseok nodded and rubbed his face, chuckling awkwardly to himself.

"Yeah, thanks." he replied. The blonde turned, preparing to step out of the bed, only to turn back with an cautious expression.

"Umm...I'm kinda naked here, so...do you mind...?" He asked. Hoseok's eyes widened.

"Oh! No! of course I don't!" he replied. He turned around, allowing the blonde to grab a pair of boxers and cover himself up.

"It's safe now." The blonde told him. Hoseok turned around to see the blonde in a his Calvin Klein boxers with a loose black, silk dressing gown slung over his shoulders. He giggled at the way the brunettes jaw dropped and his eyes locked on his body.

"I'll go get you some pills now. And breakfast, if...you would like some?" he asked. Hoseok closed his jaw and dragged his eyes up to the blondes kind smile. Without a second thought, he smiled and nodded.

"Thank you. I could make it if you want, I don't mind." He replied. The blonde waved a dismissive hand and made his way to the door.

"Of course not, I'm making it, you're my guest." he told him. Hoseok grinned at his lap as he scratched the back of his neck. Why was he so smitten with a boy he hardly knew and had a one night stand with? When the brunette thought the gorgeous stranger had disappeared out of the room, the blonde poked his head round the corner.

"By the way, I'm Jinhwan." He told him. Hoseok blinked before processing the boys words.

"I'm Hoseok." he replied. The boy - Jinwhan - grinned and disappeared once again. Hoseok chuckled and ran his hand through his hair. This is the stupidest thing he has ever done, but...he doesn't care.

When he had taken the pills Jinwhan had given him and gotten dressed into the clothes he wore to the party the previous night, he made his way out of the room and follow the humming into the kitchen, where Jinhwan, still wearing just his black dressing gown, was making breakfast for the both of them. Hoseok stopped and admired the boy from behind. The crazy blonde hair and the curves of his petite body, not to mention that nice ass.

"Enjoying the veiw?" Hoseok jumped as the blonde spoke out. Before he could stumble across a plausible excuse for looking at the strangers ass, Jinhwan turned and grinned at him cheekily. Hoseok dropped his gaze and could feel the red staining his face.

Jinhwan brought plates of the breakfast he had made over to the table with a smile.

"Come and have some breakfast." He said. Hoseok smiled and sat next to the blonde.

"Thank you." He said. An awkward silence fell between the two as they began to eat the breakfast that was admittedly delicious to Hoseok, both keeping their heads down, looking at the food on their plates. It was Hoseok who decided to break it.

"Sorry about this by the way, I'm not used to this." He said. Jinhwan shook his head.

"It's fine. I had fun last night...from what I can remember." he replied. Hoseok chuckled, causing the elder to chuckle as well.

"What do you remember?" Hoseok asked before putting some more food in his mouth. Jinhwan hummed.

"I remember drinking shots. A lot of shots. And I remember stumbling to the door and the rest I would tell you, but I'm sure you would blush." He told him. The brunette grinned and stared at his food.

"Don't worry, from what I can remember, you were amazing." he told him. It turns out the blondes theory was correct, because as he made that statement, Hoseok began to blush.

"Called it." he said, giggling. Hoseok chuckled and covered his face with his hands. Jinwhan chuckled. The two continued to talk all morning, even after they had finished their coffee and breakfast. The chemistry was so strong between them, and there were so many sparks flying between them, Jinwhan's house may have caught on fire. Jinwhan was cute and extremely sweet. They both shared the same strange sense of humour and had so much in common. It turns out Jinhwan is actually OLDER then Hoseok. Only by a couple of days, but the blonde didn't miss an opportunity to rub in his face.

But, after a while, Hoseok had to leave, fearing he would outstay his welcome. Jinhwan followed him to the door, giving Hoseok his jacket he had left behind in the living room. Hoseok displayed a sad smile as they stood by the door. 

"Well, thank you for last night and for breakfast this morning and the pills and...company." He said. Jinwhan grinned and unfolded his arms.

"It's cool, thank you for last night as well and I'm glad you stayed for breakfast, I've actually had a good time." He replied. Hoseok chuckled.

"Well, hopefully I see you again." he said. Jinwhan nodded.

"Yeah, I hope so too." He replied. Hoseok watched as the blonde stepped forward and leaned up, placing a soft kiss on his lips. It lasted only  a few seconds, but caused the youngers heart to race in his chest at such a fast pace that he thought he might have had a heart attack.

Jinwhan gave him a sweet smile as they pulled away. Hoseok returned it nervously before giving him a goodbye and turning to the taxi he had called. Jinwhan gave him a cute wave before disappearing back into his house. As the blonde was out of sight, Hoseok couldn't help but grin to himself.

"How was visitation Jimin?" Hoseok asked as they sat down for dinner. The black haired man smiled and picked up some more slop with his chopsticks.

"It went fine. Seulgi's novel idea has been accepted and she needs to bring in the finished book in a few weeks for them. She's really excited." He explained. Hoseok grinned, but Jin wasn't smiling.

"Did she say anything else? Anything else big happening in her life?" He asked. Jimin seemed confused by the elders question, but kept the smile on his face.

"Not really. She bought some strawberry's at the market with Daehyun today." He said. Jin nodded, but was unappeased by the response he got.

"Anything else?" He asked. Jimin's eyebrows knitted before he turned to Hoseok for some help, but he seemed just as confused.

"Since when did you become so interested in Jimin's fiancee hyung? Does Namjoon have competition?" Hoseok asked. Jin shrugged and continued eating his slop.

"Just wandering." He replied nonchalantly. Jimin and Hoseok exchanged glances once again, but lucky for Jin, Namjoon, Mark and Jackson arrived to take the attention off of the pink haired man.

"Hey guys." Namjoon greeted with a smiled. The three greeted the new arrivals.

"Joining us for dinner today you two?" Jin asked the two new arrivals to their group as they sat down.

"We have work to do, so we thought it would be best to stay together." Jackson replied. 

"Well then, thank you for joining us." Jin said. Mark and Jackson both nodded in acknowledgment. Jin had no idea what 'job' they had to do actually was, but what he did know was that it would be best for him not to ask because one, their answer would most likely not make any sense, cause, lets face it, it's Namjoon, Mark and Jackson, and two, because he would be best to have plausible deniability if anything goes wrong, and if Namjoon's involved that is almost always a definite.

Jimin gasped as he noticed a familiar, blonde mop of hair making his way over with his tray of food. He shot up from his seat and ran over to Taehyung, who looked dead on his feet.

"Tae!" The blonde looked up and smiled at Jimin like the raven haired boy hadn't been the ruin of his entire mind.

"Hey ChimChim." He replied. Jimin grabbed the tray and placed it on the table next to them before grabbing the boys hands.

"Are you ok? I wanted to talk to you earlier, are you ok? Why were you crying?" He asked. Taehyung shook his head. He should probably stay away from Jimin now, but he knew the elder wouldn't rest until he found the explination for his breakdown earlier, and, if he was honest, the feeling of Jimin's warm hands on his feels just too nice and wanted to allow himself this privalage, even just for a second.

"I'm fine, I just...freaked out...but I'm good now." He told him. Jimin frowned. When he last saw the blonde, he was in floods of tears, and now he's just miraculously ok? 

"Are you sure? Do you want to talk about it?" He asked. Taehyung shook his head.

"No, I'm good, I just...need to try and deal with some stuff." He replied. Jimin nodded.

"Do you need any help?" he asked. 

"No, this I need to deal with myself." He told him. Jimin smiled.

"Ok, but please remember that I'm always here for you, if you just want to talk, I'm here, if you need help with anything, then I will always be here for you. I just need you to know that. I want to be here for you. We are friends after all, and you mean a lot to me." The only thing Taehyung heard was the word 'friend'.

'We are friends'

He sighed deeply, and forced a smile on his face.

"I know, thank you." He replied. Jimin smiled and brought a hand to Taehyungs face. As he began to stroke the soft cheek with his thumb, smiling warmly as he stared into the blondes eyes, Taehyung almost lost himself, forgetting the vow he had made to himself to finally get over this guy. 

He needed to stop this.

He tore himself away from Jimin's eyes and pulled his hands back, grabbing his tray.

"Yeah, thanks." He said before walking past him coldly and sitting down next to Jin. Jimin watched him, and the confusion written on his face broke the blondes heart, but he remained strong and ate his food like he meant nothing to him. Jimin sighed and made his way back to the table, sitting back down next to Hoseok.

It didn't take Taehyung long to notice. It was like the most obvious thing, how could he not notice the way Mark and Jacksons eyes were glued to him as they whispered to each other. Taehyung blinked at them, mouth full of food. Jackson turned to Namjoon and began to whisper to him.

"Should we suspect Taehyung?" He asked. Namjoon stared at Jackson, and the younger turned to the blonde boy who was looking at them with an arched eyebrow. Namjoon followed Jacksons gaze to the younger. He grinned and leaned his head on his hand.

"Hey Taehyung." He grinned. Taehyung frowned and sat up in his seat properly.

"Yes." He replied cautiously. Namjoon looked down.

"Could we, like...see your dick?" He asked. Taehyung, Jin and Jimin's jaw dropped simultaneously.  Jackson hit the blonde on his arm for asking such a stupid question. 

"Hoseok-ah?" Hoseok turned and smiled at the raven haired man.

"Hey Yoongi." He replied. Sure, he may be a total hypocrite for reprimanding Jimin for being friendly with Yoongi, but after speaking with him earlier, he reminded Hoseok that he was only human that makes mistakes. He didn't treat Jimin right, taking things way too far, but people make mistakes. Yoongi just needed respect.

Jimin, however, had a dropped jaw at the way Hoseok was smiling at the man who harassed and stalked him for WEEKS. Was he FUCKING CRAZY?!

Yoongi stared at the item he had wrapped in a tissue.

"Umm...I brought you some cornbread, I wandered whether you would want it?" He asked. Hoseok blinked in confusion, but a grin stretched across his face.

"Sure! Thank you, that's really sweet!" He replied. Yoongi grinned and gave the brunette the food. Hoseok unwrapped the bread with a grin and began to dig in. Yoongi grinned in pride, seeing Hoseok happy made him happy. Hopefully he didn't screw everything up this time, he was good at that. But as he saw the glare aimed at him from Jimin's eyes, it reminded him: nobody would want him! Hoseok would never fall in love with him, no matter how much time they spent together, no matter how many gifts he gave to him, he would never fall for him. He just wasn't good enough.

Just as Hoseok was about to take a bite, Yoongi snatched it from his hands.

"Actually, it's a stupid idea, you don't want it, I'll just throw it away." he said. Hoseok blinked and watched the elder walk to the bin and throw it away before walking out of the cafeteria. He looked at his empty hands and pouted.

"...But...I like cornbread." he said. Jimin scoffed.

"Why would you want it? He's a fucking psychopath." He said. Hoseok rolled his eyes.

"What happened to 'he's really sweet when you get to know him'?" He asked. Jimin leaned forward.

"He stalked me and used my bed as his personal urinal is what happened!" He replied. Hoseok rolled his eyes and pouted as he folded his arms. Jimin shook his head.

"That man is fucking crazy and if you have any braincells, then I suggest you fucking stay away from him." He told him before stuffing his face with food. Hoseok sighed and stared at the door Yoongi had exited from. 

Namjoon kept his eyes on his unsuspecting prey from the distance, observing him, taking notes.

This was his last chance, and he thought he had finally hit the jackpot. He had worn himself out with asking almost every likely suspect in this mysterious case and his latest target was the most likely suspect. If not, he was totally out of ideas.

Baekhyun remained unaware of his impending doom, just listening to Tinashe and reading the latest Cosmo magazine while chewing on a red vine that was wrapped around his finger.

Namjoon slowly and silently began to make his way to the oblivious blonde. He leaned on the bars of the cell, keeping his hands in his jacket pocket as he smiled to the boy, showing off his gorgeous dimples that could charm anyone.

"Hey Baekhyun-hyung." He greeted. Baehyun looked up and smiled, taking out his earphone.

"Hey Namjoon-ah." he replied. Namjoon nodded and Baekhyun turned his attention back to the article explaining how to make your skin silky smooth with mayonnaise. Silence taking over, Namjoon looked the boy up and down. He needed a way to approach this, subtly and carefully.

He chuckled to himself. "Ahh, I took the best picture of my dick today." he said. Baekhyun frowned as he looked back up at the boy. His eyes flickered from the innocent seeming grin on the youngers face before glancing down to his crotch, and back up again.

"...Good...for you?" he replied cautiously before returning to his magazine. Namjoon internally screamed, this is ridiculous, he had never been so embarrassed in his life, but he needed to find information.

"Have you...taken a picture of your dick before?" He asked. Baekhyun looked up, mid red vine chew. After staring at the blonde's forced, seemingly innocent smile, he swallowed and let out a sigh and he sat up.

"Namjoon, do you want me to suck your dick?" He asked. Namjoon's eyes went wide.

"No! I was...I was just wandering whether you had before." He said. Baekhyun chuckled.

"You're asking a prostitute whether he's taken a picture of his dick before?" He asked. Namjoon nodded in thought.

"Good point. But...recently?" He asked. Baekhyun shook his head and sat back.

"Nope. Not since I was thrown in Bangtan." He replied. Namjoon sighed. He was officially screwed.

"Ok, thanks Baek, sorry for you freaking you out." He said. Baekhyun nodded and returned to Tinashe and Cosmo. Namjoon ran a hand through his hair and turned, making his way away from the cell. Mark and Jackson made his way over to him.

"Any luck?" Mark asked. Namjoon shook his head.

"Nope. I was so sure as well! How about you guys?" He asked. Jackson shook his head.

"No. Nobody has done it or knows anyone who has." he replied. Mark sighed and unraveled the picture of the mystery dick, scrunched up by Joonmyeon's embarrassment earlier.

"Ok, so if it's not Jo, Jiyong, Mino, Kris, Yukwon, Jisoo, Sehun, Key OR Baekhyun, then who the HELL is it?! At least someone has to have this dick!" he said. Namjoon shook his head. This was hopeless.

"Why do you guys have a picture of Kai's dick?" The three turned to the blonde felon chewing his red vines. Jacksons eyes widened.

"Kai?" he asked. Baekhyun nodded.

"Yep, definitely, I'd recognise it anywhere. He and Taeminie are regulars." He replied. The three processed the information and slowly turned to each other.

Had they just found their culprit?

Kai  blinked at the bright light in his face that contrasted the darkness that surrounded him. He had no idea where he was or why he was here, only that Namjoon, Jackson and Mark were all staring at him intensely.

"What the fuck is happening?" He asked. Jackson stepped forward, observing Kai's face at a close proximity with furrowed eyebrows. He turned to the other two.

"Shall we begin?" He asked. Namjoon nodded, arms folded. Kai couldn't help but let out a chuckle at the groups attempts at being intimidating.

"What the hell are you guys doing?" He asked. Namjoon stepped forward, unraveling the picture that was all too familiar to the tanned boy.

"You remember this?" He asked. Kai grinned arrogantly.

"Impressed?" He asked. Jackson scoffed. 

"This little stunt of yours nearly got all of us caught." He told him. Kai frowned.

"What do you mean?" He asked.

"The warden found this online and he has gotten us to try and find the person responsible, and I believe we just have." He told him. Kai's cocky smirk returned to his face.

"What was the warden looking at to have come across me?" He asked. Namjoon shrugged.

"I have no idea, I think he's a pervert or something," He replied, "But that’s not the point. By posting this online under our name, you nearly exposed Jiyongs operation, and also all the inmates who have gotten contraband from him. We were all nearly screwed." 

Kai chuckled, "Don't you think you're being a tad over dramatic?" he asked. Jackson grinned, but he looked anything but amused.

"Over dramatic? I suppose the warden was also being over dramatic when he found it. Thank god he asked us instead of the guards to find the culprit. You have put us all in danger." He told him. Namjoon stepped forward and leaned closer to him, so there was little space in between them, placing his hands on the arm rests of the chair Kai sat in.

"For your actions, there shall be consequences." He told him. Suddenly, the light wavered behind them and Namjoon rolled his eyes.

"For god sake Mark, keep the light still!" He yelled. Mark frowned, holding up his IPhone above him on torch mode, most likely to recreate the interrogation vibe but failing immediately.

"I'm sorry! My arm is starting to hurt!" He exclaimed. The blonde stood up properly, turning to the elder and putting his hands on his hips.

"Great, the atmosphere is completely ruined!" He whined. Suddenly, the light flicked on, reveling that they were currently in the south wing bathroom. Namjoon groaned as he facepalmed.

"Seriously! Can you not!?" He yelled. Jiyong held his hands up. 

"Sorry! I didn't know you guys were being all CSI in here, some people gotta pee you know!" He replied as he walked over to the urinal.

"Now he's not gonna take us seriously!" he said. Kai grinned and folded his arms.

"Don't worry, I didn't before." He replied. Namjoon glared at him, but it wasn't enough to wipe the boys smirk off of his face.

"Hush you." Mark said, pointing a stern finger at him. Jackson sighed and ran his hands through his hair.

"What now boss?" He asked. Namjoon sighed.

"I don't know, we take him to Joonmyeon?" He asked. Jackson shook his head.

"If we do that, he'll be sent to solitary." He said.

"Yeah, but he asked for the phone and the culprit and I won't be able to leave tomorrow and we won’t get our rewards." He said. Mark sighed.

"You know what it's like in solitary, Joon, we can't send him there." He said. Jiyong wandered over, his interest officially peaked by the conversation taking place between them.

"What's going on?" He asked. Namjoon glared at Kai.

"Albert Einstein here decided it would be a good idea to take a picture of his cock and post it online under our name. It got found by the warden and he asked us to bring him the culprit and the phone, giving us pretty good rewards in return, if he give Kai to the warden, he'll be thrown in solitary, but if we don't bring him Kai and just give him the phone, we won't get our rewards." He explained.

Jiyong nodded as he took in the information, and after a sufficient amount of contemplation, he ended the silence between them with a quick, "Send him to solitary." 

The three jaws dropped at the same time.

"We can't do that hyung! Do you know what it's like down there?" He asked. Jiyong rolled his eyes.

"No, Mark, I don't know what it's like in solitary." He replied. Mark gulped and nodded. Jiyong scanned the tanned boy in the chair, who had his arms crossed like a scolded child. "And if he's stupid enough to commit such a stupid act, risking my whole operation and not to mention every bit of contraband I have ever given you guys, don't you think time in solitary is an apt punishment for his stupidity?" He asked. Jackson shrugged.

"He has a point." He replied. Kai chuckled.

"I'm not going to solitary." He told them. The four watched silently as Jiyong slowly and lazily dragged his feet over to the younger and, in one swift movement, he brought his hand up and slapped the boys cheek, making a loud sound that echoed through the empty bathroom just as the four gasps did. Before anyone could say anything, Jiyong was grabbing Kai's brown hair and pulling his head back.

"You gave up all your rights to have a say in this situation when you took a picture of your cock and posted it online for the entire world to see," He growled, "you shall take the punishment for your stupidity and thank me for it. Stop being a pussy and take you punishment like a fucking man or the last joint you had will be the last one you ever have. I. Can. Burn. You." 

With that, he let go of his hair and turned back to the gauping men.

"You gonna take him to Joonmyeon or shall I?" He asked.

The three all jumped into action and grabbed the brunette, who didn't even bother to fight back anymore, and scrambled out of the room. Jiyong smirked to himself.

"I've still got it." He said.

Words could not describe how Joonmyeon felt as he placed the phone in front of Jessica. The brunette stared down at it with a dropped jaw. Joonmyeon smirked as he grabbed the Starbucks coffee cup sat on his desk and drank his latte smugly.

"I...you...how the hell?" Joonmyeon chuckled at the woman stumbling across her words.

"Looks like I'm not as bad at my job as you so claim," He smiled up at her, "what were you gonna tell Mr Jung again?" 

Jessica forced her gauping mouth shut and forced a sickly sweet smile on her face.

"And the culprit?" She asked.

"Already in solitary." He replied. Jessica nodded.

"Impressive. I want all the information you can get, or I really will have something to say to my father." She replied. Joonmyeon stood up from his seat and buttoned up his suit jacket.

"Of couse, I have my best men gathering information as we speak. Now, if you'll excuse me, it appears all this sloothing has had me working overtime." He told her. He grabbed his latte and make his way out of his office.

As he walked out of the prison, he couldn't get the perfect image of Jessica's dumbfounded face out of his head. This was the best day ever. 

He reached his car and unlocked it, but as he looked up, he couldn't help but notice the familiar mop of orange hair. But instead of being happy, he actually began to reconsider whether this was the best day, or the worst day, especially when Minseok leaned in and kissed his male companion on the lips passionately, kiss being returned immediately as their lips came together.

"Minseok?" Joonmyeon called out. The guard pulled back from the kiss, noticing his boss staring at him.

"Oh! Hello Sir--oh---Joonmyeon." He corrected with a giggle. He turned to the man stood next to him with black middle parted hair, a cheeky smile on his face and the most prominent cheekbones Joonmyeon had ever seen on a person. 

"This is my boyfriend, Jongdae."

Yep, the worst day of his life.

Jin knew better then this. He knew he was being stupid. He knew he would regret doing this.

But what other choice did he have?

When Namjoon came to him telling him that he only had one day left in Bangtan before he left to go live his life without him, he cracked. He knew it was bad, but he had no idea what he would do without the blonde.

He barged into Jiyong's hideout, not even knocking before coming face to face with the orange haired man.

Jiyong had his arm around Jungkook, whispering something (probably dirty) into his ear, but his attention was drawn away as the pink haired man stormed into the room, his face was the most uncaring, stoic poker face Jiyong and Jungkook had ever seen before. The orange haired man's lips twitched into one of his signature smirks and he looked their guest up and down.

"Well well well, look whats the cats dragged in," He said, bringing the cigarette to his lips, "How can I help you gorgeous?" 

Jin didn't wait a second to answer. Maybe he should've. If he had, maybe then he would've thought for a second, reconsidered the weight of what he was about to request. Maybe he would've realised what his actions would lead to. But, he didn't. He didn't wait for a second.

"I need you to get me something."

[chiveburger]

I kid you not... as much as I am prone to fleeting bouts of infatuation for celebrities, one celebrity that I still very much admire and love till this day is kim jong kook. I’ve liked him for so many years and everyone in my class in high school knew that. I watched everything with him in it and even till this day I’m still his shooter. 

[taehyungslefteyelid]

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[taeslovehandles]

I swear my head just works differently. I just woke up an remembered that I had a dream a second ago about how I was showing Taeh/yung and Jun/gkook which straps and sm positions look nice/are fun to do and T. got super shy and instantly wanted to get free again while the youngest was looking very intrigued. Next day we are chilling again and he comes over and whispers into my ear that he agrees, the new position and handcuffs do add a lot of spice and then Jim/in comes in with fucking marks on his arms and neck and the biggest fucking grin and I knew OHMYGOD.

The funniest thign? I'M NOT EVEN INTO SM MYSELF. WHY DID I SUGGEST THIGNS?? xDDD

Oh and then the government came an we had an old cowboy battle with pistols because Jung/kook wanted to quit being an idol and they refused so we ended up fleeing the country and then lived in some magic forest. I- no words. wtf hahaha.