~TAEHYUNG POV~

It's my turn to visit Namjoon this week.

We only get weekly visits in this place which sucks but at least I get to see him this week. I've missed him despite what happened back home. He's still my brother and this is the longest we've been apart. Its been taking some getting use to.

But I passed through security no problems and waiting in my assigned seat where my brother should show up on the other side of the window. Honestly I'm a little impatient to see him, its been a while and I'm excited to see him again.

Bouncing my foot off the floor I couldn't help but constantly look around the room at everyone else that has shown up today to visit their loved ones in this place. It seems that now that some laws have changed, more people have ended up in prison than we're use to.

There was only three other people in this room with me, waiting like I was but they seemed more relaxed compared to me. One guy was even busy tapping away at his phone while another just blankly stared at the wall on the opposite side of the glass. The third guy just sent me a small smile which I returned to him.

Actually it didn't take long before a buzzer went off and the single grey door on the prisoner side opened up in one swing. One guard stepped out first just to step aside and gesture for the prisoners to follow in.

One by one three men I've never seen before in red jumpsuits walked out with their hands cuffed by their wrists in front of them. Each standing in front of their visitors just for an guard to take turns to uncuff their chains around their wrists before sitting down.

I was too busy in watching these other men that it took someone to knock on the glass in front of me to gain my attention. I whipped my head to that direction just to grow a smile to see my brother standing there in front of me, raising a brow as a guard was in the middle of taking off his cuffs and instructing him to sit down.

"You came to see me yet you seem more interested in those other people." Namjoon

Rolling my eyes I just let out a small chuckle and yet pulled my seat closer to the counter separating us as well as this window between us.

"Hello to you too."

"Hey." Namjoon

He chuckled, shaking his head finally taking a seat. It was nice to see him smile even if it was barely noticeable. But that was when I took a closer look at his face. Squinting my eyes at him and leaning over the counter almost to the  point I was pressing my nose against the glass.

I could see a small yellow mixed patch around his left eye and yet there was also a cut above his lip. He also had messy hair and bags under his eyes. Namjoon looked exhausted.

"What are you staring at?" Namjoon

"Your face. Have you been fighting?"

I asked him now glancing down at his fists clenched on the counter which he quickly retracted to hide under the counter. But that didn't help any because I already saw the light pink scar marks on his knuckles.

"No." Namjoon

"You're a bad liar Namjoon. You have been fighting."

Namjoon only sighed, slumping back into his chair and smoothing his thumb over his left knuckle after bringing it up close to his face for inspection.

"Sometimes I don't have a choice. In this place you have to show you wont take shit from others other wise your bait." Namjoon

"I hope you're not the one causing the problems Namjoon. It'll extend your stay here of you're the cause."

He shook his head, gazing down to his lap after dropping his hand back down.

"No I don't start it. It's just some of these guys like to pick on others and sometimes it's me but I put them in their place. Hopefully they've learned to not do it again." Namjoon

I saw the way he threw a glare to the side of him before clearing his throat and straightening himself.

"But never mind what goes on in here. Tell me about what's been going on out there." Namjoon

I nodded because I understood why he would want to change the subject.

"Well we had the golden gala last week."

"Ah, yes I remember Hoseok telling me about that. How did it go?" Namjoon

Crossing his arms over his chest protectively and staring back at me.

"It was okay. Just boring like it is every year. But Byeol took a liking to Y/n."

His face lit up with surprise and that had me grinning at him.

"Really?" Namjoon

I only nod at him.

"Yeah in her own weird way of course but mom introduced her to Byeol and she really likes Y/n."

Namjoon nods with a soft hum, stroking his chin as he gazes up at something above him.

"That's interesting. It would be good for Y/n if she was close with Byeol. Y/n could be an influence on Byeol and Byeol could talk to General Lang. Well that's good." Namjoon

Again I nod but watch him carefully as his expression changes from intrigued to more soften features. Dropping his arms to rest his hands on this lap letting out a small sigh and pouting lips.

"Just say it Namjoon."

I chuckled at him which caused him to raise his brows at me and look at me cluelessly.

"Say what?" Namjoon

"Well just ask about Y/n. I know you want to."

He only but sighs, rubbing the back of his neck as he timidly looks away refusing to meet my amused gaze. He knows I caught him out on that one.

"How is she?" Namjoon

I crossed my one leg over the other as I grew a smug grin on my face.

"She's perfectly fine. You should of seen her at the gala Namjoon, she was breath takingly beautiful. Jungkook couldn't stop staring at her and even made him trip up over his own feet."

I giggled at the memory because it was funny. Jungkook isn't one for getting flustered like that but yet in the matter of seconds Y/n made Jungkook do that. It's not something I'll forget that easily.

"That's nice. I don't doubt that she wasn't beautiful, she always has been." Namjoon

I nod at him.

"The baby is fine too. She had an appointment yesterday and Jin said she could of found out the gender but she didn't want to know so he respected her wishes not to."

I watched Namjoon press his lips into a thin line, a firm nod coming from him as he again crosses his arms over his chest again.

"Well that's her decision. Is Dr Go still decent with her?" Namjoon

Another brow raised on his hard expression caused me to gulp under his red glaring eyes before I nodded.

"Yeah. Y/n actually likes Dr Go a lot."

"Good. Otherwise I would of asked you or someone to deal with him personally like the other asshole." Namjoon

I burst into a fit of laughter. Recaling the memory in my mind of what he did to Dr Chu. I may not have seen it because I was waiting the limo pissed by the doctors behaviour but when we got home Namjoon did get into detail what he did so it's a fond memory.

"Don't worry Namjoon. Y/n is well taken care of. Even Haru hasn't been able to get to her."

He nods and finally grows a small smile to his face.

"Good. Thank you." Namjoon

I just waved him off at that. He doesn't have to thank me because Y/n is also my soulmate just as well as his. I'm starting to really like her even if at the start I didn't want anything to do with her but the longer Y/n has been around, I've found myself drawing more and more to her.

"Actually Namjoon, there is something we've all been talking about and I think you should know."

"Oh?" Namjoon

I nod leaning back in close to the window as he did the same.

"We need to discuss what will happen to Y/n after this baby is born and the ten year contract is finished."

My brothers and I at home have talked about it and we've come to an agreement about that but we as a family need Namjoon's input too. This is a group decision.

Honestly I don't want her to leave us. Ever.