#stealing my blueberry bagels all the damn time

[mixedbag-o-beans]

so my dead best friend had the weirdest fucking cooking habits. she could make curry like a god and cut up bell peppers in one piece like she was on chopped. but she was also known to eat moldy food and open any old canned food, heat it up, and just eat it straight out of the pan. i’m not talking soup, deadass a can of tomatoes, no seasoning or anything, just down the hatch. this happened several times.

last night we had a little memorial for the anniversary of her passing and i decided i was gonna eat a can of tomatoes straight out of the pan in her honor. tell me why it genuinely SLAPPED. i’ve been giving her shit for this for years and it’s actually good as fuck

[idolimagines]

Mad: Part 11

“We’re all a little crazy on the inside, some are just better at hiding it than others.”

Warning: Contains smut, violence and tense situations in some chapters

Teaser  Part 1  Part 2  Part 3  Part 4  Part 5  Part 6  Part 7  Part 8  Part 9  Part 10  Part 12

Walking out the double doors you found yourself in the courtyard – gazing amongst the numerous prisoners in search for two certain men. You felt like meeting Jackson and Jaebum during their afternoon break had become a daily ritual now as it was the only way the three of you could get together and freely talk.

Still staring out ahead, you took the last bite of your blueberry bagel before surprisingly seeing Jackson and Jaebum sitting together at one of the tables. The odd sight caused you to stop chewing for a moment as you paused and blinked a few times – wanting to make sure it was in fact them as you couldn’t believe your eyes. For once they weren’t throwing punches or shouting at one another but instead they were acting civil – talking casually as if they had been long time friends.

Not bearing to wipe the wide smile across your face you nearly pranced as you made your way over to the table in a delighted manner. “Wow I never thought I’d lived to see the day,” you teasingly announced – standing at the head of the table as you eyed the two men with a smug smile. Upon seeing you Jaebum’s usual intimidating expression quickly changed as his lips curved up into a small smile.

Despite recognizing the difference in Jaebum’s expression, Jackson decided not to say anything before turning his attention to you as well. “The day?” He repeated in a questioning manner – tilting his head as he eyed you. “Yeah,” you replied. “The day I’d see you two sitting here together and there’s no blood involved.”

Jaebum laughed at your comment, finding your optimism rather cute before slyly popping your bubble. “Don’t get too excited doctor. There was nowhere else to sit.” He stated, causing you to snicker before glancing around the courtyard again – realizing he was actually right as there were a bunch of guards lazily hanging around his favorite spot under the tree.

“Doesn’t matter – you’re still sitting here together.” You added with a final huff before bringing your body around and sitting down next to Jaebum. You bumped shoulders with him as you crossed your arms, shooting him a little scowl as he smirked at you. “So doctor…” Jackson eagerly began, placing his elbows on the table leaning in closer to you from the other side. “You got any good news for us?”

You could hear the small ounce of hope within his voice as he spoke to you – talking in a seemingly careless tone but actually praying for a positive answer in return. “Actually I do,” you answered with a confident smile and his eyes went wide, staring at you as if you were his saving grace while you continued. “I have an ex-guard on our side now. He’s going to help me expose this place for what it really is.” You announced in a hush whisper, making sure only Jaebum and Jackson heard.

Jackson quirked a thick brow in response, the hopeful glint in his eyes suddenly disappearing as he looked confused by your answer. “An ex-guard…?” He slowly repeated. “You mean he doesn’t work here anymore? How is that going to help us?”

“His name is Yugyeom,” you announced, ready to explain as you were expecting this type of reaction. “He was there when I discovered the prisoner had escaped and threatened the warden about exposing this corrupt place.”

“He knew too much so the warden had to get rid of him,” Jaebum spoke up beside you – looking just as disturbed as Jackson about all this. You nodded your head in response, agreeing with him before Jackson suddenly leaned back and chuckled. “Threatening the warden huh – I like this Yugyeom guy already. The warden is a total asshole,” he finished with a scoff.

“Yeah,” you replied. “I don’t like him either but I need to find some evidence so Yugyeom and I can run to the authorities and reveal what’s really going on here.” You added before both men snapped their heads at you. “What – like the police?” Jackson blurted out defensively. “I thought they’re in cahoots with this place though?”

“Which is exactly why we’re going to the federal government instead – someone who is higher than the police.” You assured and a pleased smirk came across Jackson’s face. “Damn I’m so ready to get out of here,” he honestly revealed – taking a deep breath and staring ahead at the large fence that kept him trapped here. “…I miss my brother.”

A brief moment of silence surrounded the three of you and you shifted in your seat for a moment, realizing what he just said as you suddenly had this itch to ask the burning question before finally speaking up. “Jackson – how exactly did you end up here anyways?” You carefully asked, causing the man to turn his attention back to you.

Jackson’s cheerful face had now turned to stone as he recalled the painful memory. “My older brother and I grew up without much and relied on the little food we had.” He answered with a grave tone, taking his eyes off you as he spoke. “…and one day I was so hungry I was caught stealing food at a market – next thing I know I’m stuck in the police car and suddenly dropped off here instead of the station. When I arrived I tried fighting back and that was the first time they injected that serum into me,” he explained.  “When I woke up I was in a cell and labeled a psycho.”

“Since that day I never got to see my older brother again.” Jackson further added, staring down at his entwined fingers while he sat deep in thought. “But as soon as I get out of here I’m going to find him.”

As he said those last few words, you couldn’t help but feel a sense of responsibility weigh on your shoulders as you knew you were the only one who could free them out of this awful place. You knew such a challenge was dangerous but at this point you knew there was no going back as you had fully devoted yourself to this mission – wanting to see it out till the end. “Don’t worry Jackson – I’ll make sure you’ll see your brother again soon.” You promised – wanting to give him strength with the encouraging words as not only his psychiatrist but also a friend.

“I hope so,” he admitted with a weak smile before going quiet again for another long minute. Realizing just how solemn he was looking, Jackson instantly concealed his emotions with a small light-hearted laugh – breaking the temporary silence and pretending to be okay on the inside as he didn’t want to seem vulnerable to anyone. Looking around, he soon spotted a group of prisoners playing cards at a nearby table before speaking up. “Um…I’m going to play a few games,” Jackson announced. “Those guys always lose against me,” he added while quickly jolting out of his seat and leaving in a rush – leaving you and Jaebum alone as a result.  

As soon as Jackson left Jaebum turned to you, not wasting any time as he wanted to get straight to the question. “So how exactly are you going to get evidence?” He firmly asked in a shrewd tone – eager to know your answer as he already had an idea of what you were going to say.

With a small yawn, you casually rested your arms on the table and laid your head down as you wanted to use this free time to relax for a moment as you began to explain. “I’m going to sneak into the warden’s office and search around-”

“No you’re not.” Jaebum’s deep voice harshly interjected, causing you to sneer in response.

“Excuse me?” You hissed – daring him to repeat himself as you suddenly lifted your head off the table and straightened your posture out.

Jaebum seemed unaffected by your death glare as he shot you one of his own, determined not to let you make reckless decisions. “It’s too dangerous I don’t want you going in there.”

“I can handle it,” you easily assured as you ignored his warning. “I’m only going in there for a quick minute while he’s on his late lunch break. You don’t have to worry about me Jaebum. I’ll be in and out of there in no time – the warden won’t notice anything.”

“And what if he comes back and finds you? What will you do then?” Jaebum demanded. “I know you want to help but I don’t want you putting yourself at risk for our sake.” He added, motioning towards Jackson at the other table. “It’s not worth it.”

“Yes it is,” you bluntly argued – almost offended that he would even dare to say such a thing. Whether he knew it or not Jaebum meant a lot to you and at this point you were willing to do anything for him. “Jaebum I told you this is the only way I’ll be able to get you out of here,” you urged.

“He’s dangerous Y/N,” the brunette snapped as he looked at you with worried eyes. “I don’t give a damn about getting out of here if it means risking your life. You’re all I have,” he admitted.

You stared at him, slowly taking in the sweet words as you weren’t expecting such an answer from him. “Jaebum-” you slowly spoke, trying to find the right words before you suddenly caught sight of Brooke in the corner of your eye. She had barely begun to walk out to the courtyard and you were glad you had spotted her so soon as she had not seen you sitting with Jaebum yet.

“She’s finally come back to courtyard duty,” you groaned before snapping out of your seat and away from Jaebum, leaving him confused at the table before he looked ahead and found Brooke too. “I’m your patient though, can’t you be seen with me? I mean we’re out where everyone can see us-” Jaebum suggested before you shook your head in response.

“Yeah but I think she suspects something more between us.” You admitted, putting emphasis as Jaebum had quickly understood you were talking about your relationship. Taking another look ahead, you saw Brooke coming further out into the courtyard and the panic began to settle in. “I have to go now,” you declared in an attempt to start running off before Jaebum grabbed your hand and stopped you.

“Promise me that you won’t go lurking around,” he stated with a troubled gaze.

You looked at him and swallowed the lump in your throat. “Alright I promise,” you assured, squeezing his hand tightly before letting go and hurriedly rushing towards the double doors before Brooke could see you.

Upon entering the building you found yourself walking down the hall and past your office and feeling guilty as you knew exactly where you heading instead as you made another turn. Before you knew it your feet had carried you to the Warden’s office and you felt your heart pound through your chest as you caught sight of him walking down the empty hallway. He had just left his office and was going in the opposite direction of you as you could see him continue further out – presumably for his usual late lunch break as he held a brown bag in his hand. Standing near the door of his office you began to have second thoughts as you remembered your promise to Jaebum just moments before.

You didn’t want to go against your word but at this moment you felt like this was your chance as you had noticed the door was beginning to lock shut and in seconds you rushed over and stopped it with your foot. The rush of adrenaline had taken over your body and your guilty thoughts were soon ridden as you could only think of your mission to find evidence and get Jaebum out of here.

Taking another glance around the empty hallway, you began to slowly creep into the room, leaving the door cracked open to hear any footsteps coming nearby. The warden’s office was large and he had a large desk filled with stacks of files and papers.

You could feel your heart began to pound as you walked further in, not knowing where to start as everything seemed so messy and cluttered. Scanning amongst the papers you found an old picture near his computer. Carefully picking it up your eyes widened as you recognized the face to in fact be Julius Swintek. The picture simple looked like a family portrait as Julius was standing with Mr. Swintek and a woman who you presumed to be his wife.

Now glancing between the faces you could see the strong resemblance between Julius and his father as they shared the same distinctive features and piercing eyes.  After looking at the picture you kept searching through the papers, desperate to find anything about BamBam and the accident before you heard footsteps outside.

Taking quiet steps, you slowly made your way back towards the door – hoping it was just a nurse passing by while you further opened the door and snuck out.

But just as you did, your eyes enlarged as you were suddenly faced with Mr. Swintek. By his posture you could tell he had been standing there for a while – almost as if he was creepily waiting to see who would come out.

A sharp gasp left your mouth as he slightly stooped down to meet your height, staring at you with red veiny eyes and a scowl across his face. “What are you doing in my office,” he darkly asked.

“I – I had just come to look for you. Your door was open and I thought you were inside but remembered you were on a lunch break.” You lied through your teeth – trying to look away from his intimidating gaze until he made a nasty growl from the depths of his lungs.

Before you knew it the warden had caught you up by the throat and slammed you against the wall with a loud banging noise. “Help!” You shrieked as you felt the back of your head harshly collide against the brick and soon you began gasping for air as the warden squeezed onto your neck tighter. Loud gasps for air left your mouth as your hands were swinging at him, trying to hit him so he could let you go before you suddenly heard Jinyoung yelling to you.

His face had gone cold as he saw what the warden was doing and in an instant he started shouting at the man, demanding to let you go as he started charging down the hallway towards you, causing the warden to look at the doctor before snapping his head back to you.

The warden’s hand squeezed onto your neck a little tighter, giving you one final ounce of pain as he said, “If I find anything missing from my office, you’ll get much worse next time.” He whispered against your ear before letting go.

As soon as he dropped you – you fell to the floor, continuously gasping for air as he went back into his office and slammed his door shut while Jinyoung ran to you, “Y/N!” He called out, running to help you up as you stayed on the ground. You felt like you were dying, trying to grasp a breath of air as wheezes and pants stemmed from your mouth instead.

Jinyoung tried helping you up until you pulled away from him. “Get away from me!” You hissed, yanking yourself away. “Y/N let me help,” he insisted, trying to help you up before you yanked your arm away again. “Come on let me take you to the nurse’s office,” he urged.

“No!” You shouted. “I can’t trust anything you say,” you snapped, struggling to stand up on your own. “You’re corrupted just like him.”

“Like who the warden?” Jinyoung asked, staring at you in shock as he stood back. “I’m nothing like him!” He tried arguing before you ignored his plead and left, stumbling down the hallway alone.  

But as you did you ran into Jaebum, who was just walking inside from the courtyard now. He had a smile when he saw you but that smile soon faded as he saw the wrecked state you were in. He started shouting to you and with a fight he broke away from the guards - rushing to you as you collapsed onto the ground before everything went black…