A dark-skinned palm reached out and smacked against a puffy cheek. A string of drool dripped down the corner of the plump, parted lips and raven brows crinkled together. A deep groan rumbled in the pit of Taehyung's chest, followed by him huffing and turning around on his side.

Taehyung's ankle was grabbed in a tight hold before he was ripped out of the bed. His back slammed into the ground and the back of his head smacked against the edge of the bed. Taehyung's eyes snapped open and face scrunched up into a grimace, he pressed his hand against the back of his head and rubbed the aching spot there.

Obsidian black eyes shot up to the black woman looming over him. Michonne was dressed for the day- wearing her sleeveless, leather vest and brown pants, a katana was strapped to her back with the strap going around her chest. She was the opposite of Taehyung, who still had crusted drool sticking to his cheek and eyes swelling up with the caresses of sleep. Taehyung's once long raven curls, that reached his jaw, were now cut off to his brows and grown out longer on the back of his neck.

"What the fuck." Taehyung grumbled through a yawn, stumbling up to his feet and stretching his arms above his head. His black shirt slipped up his stomach, displaying the happy trail leading up to his belly button and the bottom of his toned stomach.

Judging by Michonne's attire and how rudely he was awoken, she had allowed him to sleep in. It has been three months since Taehyung slept on an actual mattress - too used to sleeping in the middle of a forest or in the corner of some abandoned store. It still felt a bit weird for him not to sleep in the same cell as Jungkook since the pair used to have a few moments where they would snicker and talk shit about the Woodburians in Korean. But Taehyung is hoping to either make up with Jungkook or just deal with the changes.

Taehyung dropped his hands to his sides and shuffled towards his clothes, his hand found its way under his shirt and scratched at his ribs. Michonne rose a brown, leaning against the doorway of the cell with crossed arms, "Rick and Carl invited you to go out and see the pigs, they thought you'd be excited to do that. Probably because you resemble a pig." Michonne snarked lightheartedly with a small smirk.

Taehyung snorted at her, pulling his shirt over his head and dropping it to the ground. Lines of ink were scattered across his body and moved along his skin as he bent down and grabbed a black, skintight shirt and slipped it over his head. The shirt pressed against his muscles and engulfed his waist, it stretched around his broad shoulders, allowing everyone to see his body as if he had nothing on.

Michonne raised an eyebrow at his choice of clothing, yet Taehyung merely ignored her with an indifferent shrug. He grabbed his thigh harness and wrapped it around his left thigh, not surprised that some of his knives were missing - leaving behind only five out of eight.

"Okay." Taehyung spun around to face Michonne with a boxy grin spreading on his lips. He sauntered towards the door, but not before grabbing his gun and pushing it into an empty spot that once belonged to a throwing knife. Taehyung brushed past Michonne and cheered silently, "Let's go see the pigs!"

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"Is the pig dead?"

The warm breeze ruffled Taehyung's locks and swiped away his smile. His hands were planted on his hips and gaze was narrowed at the motionless pig on the other side of the fence. It was laying in a puddle of dirt with its back pressed against the wooden fence, its eyes were sealed shut and shallow breaths rocked its chest up and down.

"She's not dead, Tae, I think she's sick though." Rick muttered and walked past Taehyung. He entered the enclosure with a bucket of old vegetables and worms hanging off of his fingers.

Taehyung stepped forward and laid his arms loosely over the top of the fence. His eyes lingered on the sick mother pig before flickering over to the small piglets squealing at the sound of Rick dumping the food into their food holder. They dashed out of their small hut and scrambled towards the food, their stubby legs were shaking from excitement and tails were wiggling as they shoved their snouts into the food and began to gurgle it down.

A small chuckle brushed through Taehyung's lips, he watched the piglets with amusement and a growing grin, "So cute." He breathed out under his breath, drumming his fingers on the fence and setting his chin on top of his crossed arms.

Rick smiled along with Taehyung and stepped back, he pushed the bucket higher onto his elbow and stepped outside the pigpen. Their snorts and oinks mixed together with the sound of Rick shutting and locking the gate.

Taehyung kept watching the pigs scarf down the food until Rick placed his hand on top of his head and ruffled his messy locks, "Love the new hair." Rick referred to the new haircut Maggie had given him - the hair was trimmed short and brushed back to reveal his forehead and the undercut.

"Thanks." Taehyung purred through a smirk and turned towards Rick to send him a flirtatious wink. Rick rolled his eyes and nudged him away before placing down his bucket and walking towards Carl.

Taehyung turned around to spare a fleeting glance at the pigs before pushing off of the fence and following after Rick. He lifted his hand and ran it through his freshly cut locks. It felt a bit weird to go back to having short hair after walking around with a man bun for three months. But Taehyung got bored of the hairstyle and too many times he was nearly a victim to a walker grabbing him by his hair. The feeling of the wind on the back of his neck and forehead felt great too, so he couldn't really complain.

The sun glared down at the prison- drying out the water sprinkled across the crops and nipping at the exposed skin of the prisoners. Taehyung's skin-tight shirt stuck to his chest and a droplet of sweat began to form between his brows. Taehyung easily swept the sweat away with the back of his palm and moved his muscular legs quicker to catch up with Rick.

He had to almost jog in order to walk side by side with the leader - their path going directly towards Carl and Michonne, who were standing by a horse and playfully bickering with each other. Taehyung watched them with a small smile, knowing that Michonne had become fond of Carl. What made it even better was that Carl had taken a liking towards Michonne too and both of them seemed to form a bond of some sort - a bond of bickering and playfulness.

"Do you plan to ever get back into action?" Taehyung asked quickly before they could reach them. He twisted his head in Rick's direction, only to see Rick giving him a weird glance, combined with a glare, "What?"

"I don't think my love life is any of your business." Rick grumbled awkwardly, shaking his head and turning away. His forehead glistened in the sun and muscular forearms clenched as he raised his hand and brushed away a strand of curly hair.

A snort zapped at Rick's eardrums, making him turn to face Taehyung. Droplets of smugness touched Taehyung's features and dust of mischief got sprinkled over his lips. Taehyung turned away from Rick with a huff of amusement escaping his nostril, "I was talking about your open spot in the council, but sex is good too." Taehyung spoke through a ghost of a smirk.

After they had defeated the governor and taken in the Woodburians, Rick officially stepped down as a leader and allowed the rest of the group to form a council that would make the decisions from now on. The council consisted of Hershel, Glenn, Carol, Daryl, Sasha and Jungkook, but Rick's spot had always been open for him in case he decided to join. The leader refused for unknown reasons and Taehyung was curious about why Rick had buried his gun and chosen to farm crops instead.

Rick's boots brushed against the green grass and chest rose as he exhaled a deep sigh, "The Governor is no longer a threat and I know they can handle everything by themselves. The prison is thriving under their care, and I don't feel as pressured to make all the decisions and deal with the consequences of them on my own." Rick shrugged and without facing Taehyung, pushed his lips up into a smile, "Almost feels normal."

Taehyung shook his head at Rick and sucked in his cheeks, "You can lie to yourself and tell yourself that the threat has passed, but we both know it's a lie. Michonne came with me to find the Governor because he's still missing and he could be doing anything right now-"

"And why did you go?" Rick stopped walking and rotated around to face Taehyung. The look on Rick's face wasn't judging or angry, he seemed to be rather curious and understanding towards whatever reason Taehyung would tell him.

Taehyung's expression crumbled into a pool of voidness, he gritted his teeth and pressed his fingers against his brow, "We're not talking about me." Taehyung huffed under his breath, dropping his hand to his side and spinning around to face Rick. The sun glared at him from over Rick's shoulder and stabbed into Taehyung's eyes, making him squint and shield his irises from the bright light, "I understand that ignorance is bliss but telling yourself that that.." Taehyung shoved a finger over Rick's shoulder and pointed at the gates, "...fence will stand forever, is a lie."

Taehyung's raven locks shook along with head, he moved his jaw around and peered at Rick through squinted eyes, "One day that fence will be gone and when it falls, these people will need something more than the council. I think you're the person that can give them that, you always have been." Taehyung's expression softened a bit and he took a step back, turning away from Rick's gaze, "I don't mean to pressure you, Rick, I'm happy that you're happy. But don't lie to yourself by telling yourself that the apocalypse is out there and not in here. I think you've forgotten that people are a threat too. And right now one of those threats is the Governor, who's still alive."

Rick lifted a hand and rubbed his forehead, he hooked one hand around his hip and lowered his head to the ground. Taehyung glanced at him, waiting for the leader to respond. He watched as Rick dragged his mind over the thought swarming his head before exhaling a sigh and shaking his head.

"He could also be dead and you know it, the fact that you haven't found him could mean that he's either long gone by now or that he's dead." Rick stated firmly, giving Taehyung a firm look that meant that he believed that they shouldn't venture out to find Governor any longer.

Taehyung sucked in his cheeks and gave him a simple nod, the pair turned to face Michonne and Carl, and began to make their way over to them. Just as Taehyung's eyes tied together with Michonne's, loud gunshots sliced through the air and thumped against their eardrums. Taehyung's head flew towards the prison and body froze, his breath had been knocked back into his lungs as another round of gunshots cut through the air and echoed through the horizon. All it took was a loud scream and Taehyung jumped into a sprint with Rick following behind him.

Panic spread through Taehyung's stomach and slithered up his chest. Harsh pants escaped his lips and a coat of sweat began to build on his skin as the vines of fear wrapped around his heart and squeezed painfully. Taehyung wondered what had happened, was it an attack? Had walkers breached the prison? Had one of the Woodburians started a revolution to take over their home?

Taehyung reached the edge of the courtyard and flung the gate open with Rick only a step behind him. The door to the cell block D burst open and two small bodies dashed through. The two young girls ran towards the group with horror painted across their soft features and loud shouts bouncing past their lips.

"Help! Help, please, come quick!"

Taehyung was quick to slow down and reach the girls just as the door to their cell block opened and Sasha, Tyreese and Daryl ran out, "Walkers in D!" Sasha called out to Rick as she ran past them towards block D.

Taehyung's eyes followed Sasha and flickered over to Daryl, he looked down at the two girls gripping onto his clothes and forced a comforting smile on his face, "Hey, everything's gonna be fine. How about you go and stay with Carol, alright?" Taehyung's voice dripped with honeyed softness that made them feel like they were wrapped in a cocoon of warmth. He ruffled the blonde locks of the young girls and nudged them in Carol's direction, who grabbed them with a nod.

"What about C?" Rick yelled back at Sasha and Tyreese, looking up at Taehyung to meet his eyes. The worry in their gazes clashed before it hardened into a look of determination. Both men pulled out their weapons and followed after the group to get as quickly as possible to the source of the screams.

"It's clear!" Sasha said, grabbing onto the metal door and ripping it open with a groan, "We locked the gates of the tomb." She informed Rick and entered the dark hallway that led into block D.

Taehyung followed after Sasha and entered the dark, stuffy hallway. The echo of screams and throaty growls made the bony fingers of anxiety cling to his neck and squeeze until his breath had been knocked out of him. Taehyung's eyes readjusted to the darkness of the hallway and ears stung from the loud noises, his muscles clenched with each slam of his feet against the ground and fingers tightened around his throwing knife.

The screams became louder and louder and just as they reached the metal bars of block D, Taehyung realised something.

Where's Jungkook?

A body slammed against the metal bars of the door in front of them. The blood that dripped and smoked through the white shirt of the man was fresh. Its stomach had been ripped open and its intestines were hanging out, it shoved its pale hands through the bars and pressed its face into the door. The features of the walker were still humane, the only thing that gave away that it was a walker, was the guts hanging out of its ripped stomach and the deep rumble of growls emitting from its throat.

Taehyung pushed past Sasha and stomped toward the walker. With a swift movement, Taehyung shoved its flailing hands away and plunged his knife into the walker's skull. Its growls were cut off and the bloodthirsty glint in its eyes turned into a lifeless glaze. The body slumped against the door and Taehyung immediately pushed against the bars to slam it open.

Taehyung slipped through the slit in the door and took in the scene in front of him. The Woodburians were running around with walkers stumbling after them. They tried to escape the horror of the horrific scene by running into the cells, only to be greeted by another walker hiding and munching on the dead bodies laying in the beds. Taehyung even caught a glimpse of children screeching in horror in the arms of their parents, they tried to avoid the scene by pushing their heads into the crook of their parents' necks, but nothing could silence the screams of agony from the people being eaten alive.

Taehyung pushed forward and grabbed the back of the first walker he saw. It was leaning over the dead body of a woman and chewing on a piece of her face. Taehyung killed it by pushing his knife into its head. He quickly bent down and slammed his knife into the head of the half-eaten woman before she could wake up and join the rest of the walkers.

Rick grabbed the gun from one of the Woodburians who tried to shoot at the walkers, only to miss and hit the walls. He raised the gun and effortlessly shot at the walkers stumbling after a group of Woodburians, "Come here! Leave, leave!" Rick lowered the gun and stepped aside, giving them the opportunity to run past him and leave the cell block.

Daryl was shooting his crossbow at stray walkers, he grabbed a sobbing kid on his way toward one of the cells and pushed the child into the open arms of Karen before turning away and shooting at another snarling walker.

Splatters of blood flew through the air and tainted Taehyung's tan skin. He swung the knife at walker after walker, effortlessly killing each one and littering the concrete floor with their bodies. His gaze lifted and zeroed in on the second floor of the prison, only for his eyes to fall on Jungkook.

Blood dripped off his skin and stained his shirt, the sweat coating his skin dampened his hair and caused it to cling onto his face. His muscular arms bulged as he dashed down the metal steps with a screaming child in his arms. The blond boy was clutching onto Jungkook's neck and sitting on his hip, his teary eyes stared at the walker dragging himself after Jungkook.

Taehyung's eyes widened as he saw the walker try to walk down the steps, its foot stumbled on the steps and body fell forward. Just as Jungkook reached the first floor, the walker slammed into the ground behind him and lifted himself to grab onto Jungkook's leg. Taehyung moved forward to kill the walker before it could bite him, only for a walker to slam into him and push him against the cell behind him.

A grunt of annoyance left Taehyung, he was quick to press his hand against the walker's throat and plunge his knife into its skull. The body was shoved away and Taehyung's head swung around in the direction of Jungkook. A part of him was scared of what he would see- knowing that he was too late to reach Jungkook and the walker could've bitten a chunk out of his leg.

But taehyung's worries were brushed away by the sight of Jungkook whirling around, raising his foot and stomping his boot down on the walker's skull. The skull caved in easily and its brains splattered against the ground. Jungkook rolled his eyes and walked towards Karen to give her the child before he pulled out his gun and shot the remaining few walkers.

With the last thump of a body slumping against the ground and the shell of an empty bullet hitting the concrete floor, the cell block was submerged under the waves of tense silence. Everyone was standing still, trying to wrap their heads around what had happened and what could've caused this - possibilities rushing through their minds like colonies of ants.

Shallow breaths rocked Taehyung's chest up and down, a stray bead of blood connected with a ball of sweat and dripped down Taehyung's temple. He raised his bloody knife and wiped the blood onto the sleeve of his shirt before pushing it into its place. Taehyung eyed the pools of scarlet blood on the ground and the trails of ruby red on walls of the block D. The dead bodies of the Woodburians he had seen walking around yesterday made him almost flinch away, yet he kept his gaze locked on their lifeless faces and half-eaten corpses.

"Imma check the upstairs."

Daryl was the first one to break free of the shackles of shock and silence. He pulled out a green arrow from the head of a walker and pushed it into his bow. Taehyung's eyes stayed glued to Daryl as he rolled his shoulder around and tried to ignore the pain in his injured bicep. He moved his feet towards the metal steps to follow after Daryl and check if there were any walkers left.

"Tae." A weak brush of air carried his name to Taehyung's ears. He stopped walking and turned around to face Jungkook.

The expression on Jungkook's face bounced along the lines of concern and emptiness. It seemed as if Jungkook was trying to act indifferent and like he didn't care, but Taehyung could see through the cracks in the mask he put on. Jungkook was concerned and scared, and those emotions were directed toward him.

"Yes?" Taehyung pivoted around to face Jungkook, his boots hit the ground as he approached the younger boy with confident strides. Their eyes didn't break eye contact until Taehyung was standing in front of him and they were entangled with the buzz of tension between them.

Jungkook's adam's apple bobbed and gaze dropped down to Taehyung's chest in order to avoid eye-contact. Taehyung could see that it was hard for him to push out his words - judging by the way he was shifting around from foot to foot and chewing on the inside of his cheek. Taehyung didn't try to pressure the younger or seem annoyed by his struggle to speak, he stood patiently in front of Jungkook and chose this as his opportunity to take in the tiny changes to Jungkook's features.

Another handful of seconds dripped out of the palms of time, Jungkook finally seemed to gather his words and wrap them with a thread of sentence, "I...are you...alright?" He spoke quietly, glancing around to see if anyone had heard him ask that.

The edge of Taehyung's lips lifted into an amused smile, he tried to mask the expression by swiping his tongue against his lips and exhaling deeply, "So, now you want to talk to me? After our lives were in danger?"

Jungkook's head snapped up and eyes narrowed, he straightened out and leaned forward in order to hiss at Taehyung, "Just because I'm angry at you, doesn't mean I want you dead!"

And with that, Jungkook tried to brush past Taehyung with a slam of their shoulders. Taehyung was quick to shoot out his hand and pull Jungkook back before the younger could leave. Their gazes clashed again and a mixture of emotions traveled through them between the bridge of their eye contact.

"I'm okay, are you?"

Jungkook's face almost seemed to crumble at Taehyung's words. His eyes flickered down to the ground and teeth nipped at his lower lip, "I knew these people, I saw and talked to them yesterday. And today...I...I watched them eat each other, I had to...kill them." Jungkook's whisper was cut in half by his stutter.

Taehyung's heart clenched painfully and eyes softened, he glanced around the prison- momentarily making eye contact with Karen who was standing in one of the cells and guarding the remaining people behind her. Taehyung turned away and peered down at Jungkook, "Do you want a hug?" Taehyung asked gently - not wanting to lean down and touch Jungkook without his permission. He didn't know what Jungkook wanted in this distressful situation, so he opted on asking him.

Jungkook seemed to ponder on the offer, yet eventually looked back at Taehyung to meet his eyes, "No, I..I'm good, thank you. And I like your hair, by the way." Jungkook quickly pushed out before turning away and climbing up the steps to the second floor.

Taehyung's feet spent a few more seconds glued to the ground before he began to move towards the steps with a shake of his head. The tips of his fingers trailed along the railing and boots slapped against the metal steps. A dead body greeted Taehyung as soon as he reached the second floor, making him exhale a sigh and glance over his shoulder at the rest of the group following after him.

Taehyung approached them and stood next to Jungkook, his eyes flickered towards the younger, but the boy was staring down at the dead body with a scowl, "That's Patrick." Jungkook spoke up, capturing the attention of the rest of the group.

Rick nodded grimly from his place next to the dead body of Patrick, "He had no bites, no wounds, he just died." The leader murmured, eyeing the blood streaks trailing down Patrick's cheeks, starting from his eyes and even from his nose.

Taehyung rose a brow and squinted at the blood, "Maybe he suffocated on his own blood, judging from the blood on his face." He extended his finger and gestured at Patrick's bloody features.

Rick hummed thoughtfully before looking up at the group, "I've seen it before, on a walker outside the fences." Rick waved his hand in the direction where the fence was located outside.

"Could it be a virus?" Jungkook spoke up, crossing his muscular arms over his chest. His gaze lingered on the dead body before he looked up at Rick and Daryl- purposely avoiding Taehyung.

Daryl shifted around and pushed the strap of his crossbow over his shoulder, "How can someone die from a cold? He was fine yesterday, eating barbecue with the rest." Daryl grumbled gruffly, staring down at Patrick.

"I had a sick pig, it died quickly. I saw a sick boar in the forest too." Rick informed the group and stood up, he hooked his hands around his hips and raised his brow at the rest of them, "I think we should get Hershel and Caleb to look at the bodies. They're doctors, perhaps they can tell us what was the cause of death."

Taehyung hummed in agreement, pulling his thigh harness higher on his thigh. He sent a fleeting glance at the dead bodies littering the ground and the blood staining the concrete, "And what if it is a virus? All of us were exposed now, maybe we should isolate this entire block and the people who interacted with Patrick."

"Almost everyone has been in contact with Patrick." Rick spoke up and shook his head at Taehyung, "That could only infect those who hadn't been infected. We should talk to Hershel first, maybe it's not a virus at all, let's not panic."

A rush of air pushed out of Taehyung's lungs and escaped through his nostrils, he eyed the group and gave them a firm nod, "Alright."

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Taehyung was sitting in his cell with a book pressed between his palms and eyes skimming over the page, when Jungkook stepped into the doorway and blocked the sun. The scenery painted behind his eyelids by the words on the page crumbled as Taehyung tore his eyes away from the book and turned to peer up at Jungkook.

"Hershel said it's a virus, they're turning block A into quarantine. Karen and David from the Decatur group have been already put into isolation because they've been coughing." Jungkook informed Taehyung and shuffled into the room, he eyed Taehyung's new cell - taking in the wooden cabinet on the opposite side of the bed and the mirror hanging on the wall.

The cell was quite bland and empty compared to the other ones since Taehyung didn't have enough time to make it more homely. He thanked Rick and Glenn for at least grabbing his things and placing them inside a new cell before Jungkook could drag them out into the courtyard.

Taehyung snapped the book shut and threw his legs over the bed so that he was sitting on the edge of it. He placed the book on top of the pile of books next to the bed and followed Jungkook with his eyes, "I thought that was classified information, perhaps you should be beheaded for spilling these things to someone outside the council." Taehyung teased lightheartedly, trying to swat away the tense air between them.

Jungkook's brows furrowed to create a crease and lips pursued to release a breath, "Why'd you leave?" He questioned as he crossed his arms over his chest and leaned against the dresser.

"I knew you didn't come here to spill gossip about the prison." Taehyung chuckled drily, pressing his palms against the mattress and leaning his weight on them, "I left because of what happened today."

Jungkook's head snapped towards him and he offered him a small sneer, "There's no way you knew this would happen."

Taehyung straightened out and clenched his teeth, he eyed Jungkook's tense body and guarded eyes before huffing out a small laugh, "Not this specifically, but something was bound to go wrong and you know it." Taehyung muttered and tilted his head to the side as he stared into Jungkook's eyes, "You, Rick, everyone here seem to think that this place will stand forever. But it won't. And once it falls, we'll be outside there once again - no warm beds, bellies full of food, showers and fences to keep out the walkers, there won't even be a roof over our heads. We'll be cold and hungry, paranoid about every sound we hear and it's going to be hard to get used to it after all this." Taehyung lifted his hand and waved around them, "I refuse to sink into this fantasy and then be knocked out of that dream when reality tears this place down."

"You can't keep living like this!" Jungkook pushed off the dresser and hissed back at him, "You think I'm not scared too? You think I'm delusional for trying to make this work and having hope that it will? You think I'm stupid for enjoying what we have here, for enjoying these moments because clearly you know just as well as I do that it won't last forever, so why don't we enjoy it while we can?" Jungkook rambled with a vicious glare, looming over Taehyung's sitting form.

The raven-haired Korean bit back a bitter smile and pushed off the bed to stand up, he met Jungkook's glare with one of his own and leaned down towards him until they were nose to nose, "You're not stupid, Jungkook, but I just don't understand why you would trade your survival instincts to become a farmer for some people you don't know."

"Have you ever realised that I know these people?" Jungkook spat back, "The time you spent running around with Michonne chasing the past I spent bonding with the people, I built a home here - for them, for us, Judith, Carl, all of us deserve a home. Have you ever thought about the fact that maybe we're tired of being scared and paranoid? Have you?" Jungkook whispered and tilted his head to the side with a bitter smile, "Of course, we're the stupid ones for trying to build something and for hoping that it will stand, but have you ever thought about how when you're out there you also sink into this fantasy because if something goes wrong you'll know you'll have a a safe place to return to."

Jungkook sucked in a deep breath and pushed his tongue against his cheek, staring at Taehyung's face and watching as his defensive anger was replaced by a wall of emptiness, "Don't tell me I'm stupid or delusional, not when our efforts here give you a home too, not when you got injured out there and our medicine will end up healing that cut on your arm. Yeah, I noticed that, where would you heal that if we were out there?" Jungkook pointed his finger down at Taehyung's arm, making the latter tear his eyes away from Jungkook and look at the wall next to them with a scowl.

Jungkook licked his lips and only stared into the side of Taehyung's face, the silence stretched out between them and made them both skim over the words hanging in the air between them. Jungkook waited for an answer yet once he realised that Taehyung wouldn't give him one, he huffed and brushed past him to leave the cell. Jungkook grasped the bedsheet hanging in front of the door and pulled it back, only to pause and peer over his shoulder at Taehyung.

"The excuse you just use was bullshit and we both know it, if you don't want to say the real reason you left, that's okay, but don't lie. Not to me."

And with those words Jungkook left the cell, allowing Taehyung to plop down onto his bed with a shaky sigh.

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It's future bitch here, you may notice a change in this scene hihi, yes more angsty, I feel like we shouldn't clear Shit up so easily bc it was a bit sloppy. So I rewrote the scene between Taekook and I hope you like it lol