The sun pooled into the room, caressing the surface of the wooden desk before settling onto Jimin's chubby cheeks. His nose scrunched up as the light glared down at him, pinching at his exposed collar bones and forcing his eyes to flutter open.

A yawn tore through Jimin's sore throat, making his face scrunch up. He peeled his eyes open, only to flinch when the light, from the window, shone into his eyes. Jimin pressed his knuckles against his puffy eyes and rubbed the crust out of them. His eyes adjusted to his surroundings as he slowly sat up, immediately focusing on the wide window in front of him, displaying the view of the sunrise.

A soft baby pink mixed and danced together with a dark orange, only to be wrapped up in a hug by a rich lavender colour. The colours fell on Jimin's face, making his skin glow. The lavender haired mochi looked away from the sunrise, his brows knitting together in confusion as he shifted in the leather seat, only to hiss at the stinging sensation in his lower back.

"You okay?"

Jimin's head swung around to look at Suga, who was leaning against the desk behind him. He was wearing his jeans from yesterday and a white dress shirt, that he had found in the office. Suga was holding a phone between his veiny hands, his fingers tapping against the screen as he texted someone. His eyes left the screen to look up at Jimin, who blinked back at him with swollen eyes.

At the sight of Suga, everything that happened a few hours ago, crashed down on Jimin. His eyes widened and breath hitched in his throat, he hid his blushing cheeks behind the chair and avoided eye contact with Sug- wait...Yoongi? Jimin remembered that he had told him to call him Yoongi, was it his real name? Fuck it, Jimin will call him Yoongi.

"Yoongi?" Jimin asked, peering around the chair. Yoongi's eyes flickered up at him and he hummed with a raised brow, "Nothing, just wanted to see if it was your name." Jimin mumbled quietly, brows still furrowed and eyes squinted as Yoongi's lips quirked up.

"It is." Yoongi pushed off of the desk with a sigh, stuffing his phone into his pocket before approaching Jimin. He grabbed the back of the chair and twirled it around so that Jimin's curled up form would be facing him, "How are you feeling?" He asked, eyes dancing along Jimin's body.

Jimin gulped and looked down at himself, only to see Suga's large shirt wrapped around him and his uniform pulled up to his waist. The torn sleeves of the uniform were tied around his waist to hold up the pants, and the white shirt pooled around his hips.

"Did you dress me?" Jimin's eyes widened before snapping up towards Yoongi, who was staring down at him with a raised brow. He had never expected for Yoongi to actually dress him or even hold him like he had done after they had sex. The only people that did aftercare was Jin, Taehyung and Jungkook, who had asked him if he wanted to take a shower before cuddling him to sleep. The other few one night stands he had, consisted of men turning away from him and immediately falling asleep, allowing Jimin to slip out of the hotel and head home.

"You were shivering, couldn't allow you to sit there with your ass out in the open." Yoongi rolled his eyes with a scoff before reaching out and placing his hands underneath Jimin's armpits. Jimin yelped as he was pulled up from the chair and set down on his wobbling feet.

A ripple of pain tore through his lower back, making him wince with a hiss. Yoongi kept his arm locked around his waist as he guided him towards the small closet, making sure to roll the chair back into its place. Jimin's hand curled around his bicep as he limped after Yoongi, his face scrunched up into a grimace from the pain.

"I cleaned up the office a bit, made sure only we would know." Yoongi sent him a wink, a smirk stretching his lips apart. Jimin hummed, eyeing Yoongi's gummy smile before looking over his shoulder at the office.

All the papers and documents were placed on the desk, just like they had been when they came into the office. Jimin didn't see anything out of place or one splatter of cum on any of the surfaces.

"One of my men informed me that the ward has already arrived." Yoongi spoke up, opening the closet door and gesturing for Jimin to climb in. Jimin eyed him with confusion, stepping into the closet and watching as Yoongi stepped in after him, shutting the door behind them, "One of them is gonna create a distraction, so that we could get out of the office after the ward unlocks it." Yoongi whispered, smirking down at a flustered Jimin.

Jimin nodded while swallowing thickly, his heart pounded in his chest and mind filled with flashbacks of the night before. He stared at Suga's chest, refusing to look up at him due to the fear of repeating what happened yesterday. His arms remained pushed into his chest as his tongue slid over his dry lips, only for his eyes to widen when he felt something wet slide out of his ass.

"Ew." Jimin gasped, his face scrunching up in disgust and eyes snapping up towards Yoongi, "I can feel your cum leaking out of my ass!" He hissed, slapping his hand against Yoongi's broad chest, making him snort and grab his wrist to prevent him from landing more hits.

Yoongi leaned down towards Jimin, his eyes piercing through Jimin's honeycomb ones and hand curling around his waist, "What do you want me to do? Lick it out?" Yoongi purred through a smirk, his veiny hand grabbing a fistful of Jimin's bubble butt, making him gulp and glare.

"If you're offering." Jimin muttered quietly, his free hand slithering up Yoongi's chest until he reached his collar. He grabbed Yoongi's shirt and pulled him towards him, crashing their lips together.

Their lips immediately moved against each other, caressing and brushing gently. Yoongi's hand loosened around Jimin's wrist, allowing him to pull it back and press it against Yoongi's chest. Jimin parted his lips, allowing Yoongi's tongue to slip into his mouth and caress the walls of it. Their tongues danced together and lips continued to move in sync until they finally pulled away for breath.

Jimin's soft pants brushed against Yoongi's spit covered lips, making him tilt his head to the side and place another kiss on his plump lips. A pink blush spread across Jimin's cheeks and he looked down at his sneakers, shuffling on his feet awkwardly.

"We-"

Jimin was cut off by the office door pushing open and the ward stumbling inside. His phone was pressed against his ear as he hissed something into it, trying to pull off his coat. When the ward began to shuffle towards their closet, Jimin's eyes grew large and his hand immediately latched onto Yoongi's dress-shirt. Anxiety and fear were the most distinctive emotions Jimin felt at the moment- knowing that if they got caught, their plan would be shattered to pieces and they would even have to kill the ward, which would raise suspicion.

With every step the older man took, his voice became louder and Jimin's heart began to pound harder. He could feel Suga's hand inch towards the back of his waist and grab something as the ward stopped in front of the closet. Jimin's breathing began to pick up and sweat began to build between his brows, only for Yoongi's hand to press against his mouth to silence his heavy breathing.

"Shhh." Yoongi whispered into his ear, his warm breath caressing the shell of his ear. A shudder shook Jimin's body before he released a deep breath and took a step back, pressing his back into Yoongi's chest. Jimin stared through the slits in the door- eyes running over the ward's wrinkle and pimple covered face, and even the smal scar on the corner of his lips.

The ward reached his hand out, the tips of his fingers touching the door handle, only for the office door to burst open. Jimin shut his eyes in relief, allowing his head to fall back against Yoongi's chest as The ward immediately spun around to face a panting Chanyeol. The guard's face was pale and covered with sweat, and his eyes were wide and frantic.

"The hell you want?" The ward spat, pulling the phone away from his ear.

Chanyeol swallowed thickly, eyes dropping down to his shoes as he stuttered out, "Theres a fight..a fight in your hallways! I don't know how they got in her but they're-

Chanyeol couldn't even finish speaking because the ward brushed past him and ran away with a red face. Chanyeol was quick to run after the ward- eyes wide and face covered with sweat.

"Let's go." Yoongi uttered, quickly pushing the door open and grabbing Jimin by his wrist. Jimin stumbled after Yoongi as he was pulled out of the unlocked office. Both of them eyed the empty hallways before sprinting through them back to their cells.

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Jimin blinked a few times, his expression blank and body motionless as he stood in the middle of his cell, staring down at the ground blankly. He couldn't wrap his head around the fact that he and Yoongi had sex. He couldn't fathom the fact that he had slept with a gang leader and actually survived.

Jimin slept with a gang leader.

Jimin had sexual intercourse with Suga.

Jimin and Yoongi had sex.

Jimin's plump lips suddenly spread into a wide grin and his face lit up before a small squeal bubbled through his throat. He bounced on the heels of his feet, stumbling towards his bed and jumping on top of Baekhyun, who was sleeping in his bed.

"Oh my god!" Jimin exclaimed, mind flashing to last night, filling with the images of Yoongi fucking him over the desk before he rode him, "Oh my god." He breathed out, eyes going large as he suddenly came to a realisation that Yoongi's dick was in his ass and they had sex, "I had sex with Yoongi!" Jimin squealed, his voice bouncing off of the falls of the cell as he jumped up and down Baekhyun's body.

The thought of having sex with someone so dangerous and untouchable, was exciting and thrilling to Jimin. He couldn't believe that he and Yoongi had sex, but moreover he couldn't believe that Yoongi was so caring and thoughtful towards him, even going so far as to tell him safe words and cuddle him to sleep. For the love of god, Yoongi even dressed him because he was cold!

"What!"

A loud shriek filled the air before Jimin was flipped over and got slammed against the bed. A sharp gasp fell past his lips and his face scrunched up in pain, only for his face to go slack and body to go limp after noticing Baekhyun hovering above him. Jimin gulped, blinking up at Baekhyun as he slammed his hands down on either side of Jimin's face, "What did you just say?" Baekhyun breathed out, a horrified expression on his face.

Jimin blinked up at him, lips still parted in surprise before he shook his head and shifted on the bed awkwardly, "I had sex with Suga." He muurmured, tilting his head to the side as he eyed Baekhyun's pale face, "Whats wrong with your face?" He whispered to himself with a scrunched up nose, not really asking Baekhyun.

"Jimin." Baekhyun exhaled sharply, his voice growing serious as he grabbed Jimin by his shoulders and began shaking him, "Listen to me, don't sleep with Suga again. Do you hear me? Don't sleep with him again, it's gonna end badly." Baekhyun spoke slowly and carefully, not breaking eye contact with Jimin as he spoke, "Trust me." He uttered lowly, not blinking or looking away from an uncomfortable Jimin.

"I...what? No! His dick was good and I want it to pound my ass again." Jimin huffed, pressing his hands against Baekhyun's chest and pushing him off of himself. He ran a hand through his sticky hair, cringing when he felt how sweaty it was from last night.

"No, Jimin! Listen to me!" Baekhyun quickly sprung up from the bed, pacing around the cell. He pressed his hands against his face and spoke through them, making his words come out as muffled, "Please don't sleep with him again, you have to trust me."

"Why?" Jimin spat, a pout tugging on his lips as he sat up on the bed, eyeing Baekhyun in confusion, "Why? Are you jealous or something? Do you like Suga? I thought you liked Chanyeol." Jimin huffed out, his eyes rolling around and nose scrunching up in distaste.

Jimin was confused by Baekhyun's sudden outburst, not understanding why he was acting like sleeping with Suga, would suddenly make them boyfriends. Yes, the sex was good and Jimin would like to do it again, but he didn't feel anything towards Yoongi and for Jimin, it was only sex. He still knew how to separate business from pleasure.

"No!" Baekhyun's cried out, plopping down on the bed next to Jimin. He took Jimin's small hand in his and caressed the tips of his fingers against the back of his hand- his eyes wide and pleading as he spoke, "I don't like Suga, just....just be careful around him. Don't let your guard down and don't get attached, please, Jimin." Baekhyun pleaded softly, staring into Jimin's cold eyes.

And at that moment, as Jimin stared into Baekhyun's sad eyes and heard the desperation in his voice, he realised something wasn't right. And Baekhyun knew what.

"Why? Tell me why should I." Jimin gritted, his heart pounding in his chest and throat going dry.

But when Baekhyun kept quiet and shook his head, uttering a quiet, "I can't tell you." Jimin's face hardened before he ripped his hand out of Baekhyun's and sprung up from the bed.

"You're not gonna tell me what you know? Fine, then mind your own business." Jimin spat at a wide eyed Baekhyun, grabbing his white towel and spare clothes before scoffing and stomping towards the door, "I'm going to take a shower." He gritted before slipping out of the cell.

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Running a hand through his wet hair and tugging on a few strands, Jimin pushed open the cafeteria door and sauntered inside. His face was scrunched up into a heavy scowl and his eyes were squinted into a dangerous glare. Jimin's whole demeanour screamed stay away as he dragged his feet through the cafeteria and walked over to Taehyung.

Jimin noticed that the puppy eyed boy wasn't sitting at Yoongi's table but rather a table near the middle of the room. The table was empty, except for a smiley Taehyung, who was happily eating scrambled eggs and bacon.

"Pup." Jimin greeted through a heavy sigh, plopping down on the plastic chair next to Taehyung.

Taehyung spared him a small glance, eyeing him and choking on his eggs as he noticed Jimin's appearance. Taehyung and Jimin had slept enough times for him to know when Jimin has had sex.

"Who?" Taehyung gasped with wide eyes, his lips parting to display the half eaten eggs resting on his tongue.

Jimin's face scrunched up and he shuddered, reaching out to push Taehyung's mouth shut with the tip of his finger, "Swallow first." Jimin murmured, watching as Taehyung chewed, before grabbing a piece of bacon on Taehyung's plate and biting into it.

The bacon crunched as Jimin chewed, slouching in his seat and crossing his arms over his chest, "Suga." Jimin whispered, a smirk tugging on his lips as he heard Taehyung choke again.

"No...." Taehyung whispered with wide eyes, staring at Jimin like his words were dripping with gold and his skin was made out of marble, "Oh, woah."

"Mhhmm." Jimin hummed, wiggling his brows at Taehyung, who's lips suddenly stretched out into a devilish smile, "His dick was good too. Maybe we'll have a threesome one day." Jimin sent Tae a wink before they both burst out into giggles.

The two eventually stopped giggling and Taehyung resumed eating his breakfast, while Jimin leaned against him and shut his eyes, listening to the chatters of the cafeteria.

"How are you, Tae? Is everything okay?" Jimin asked with his eyes still closed, yet his hand curled around Tae's left arm and a yawn tore through his mouth, stretching his lips apart.

Taehyung hummed with his cheeks full of food before swallowing and giggling under his breath, "Hoseok is so nice, Jiminie. He showed me his drawings, they're so beautiful, he's so talented." Taehyung smiled slightly, looking down at the table to hide his blush and the sugary smile, "And then he taught me how to draw a puppy! It was so cute!" Taehyung gushed and perked up, sitting up straighter.

Jimin blinked up at Taehyung with furrowed brows, eyeing his blushing cheeks and the smile on his lips, "Do you...like Hoseok, Pup?" Jimin asked softly, hand trailing down Taehyung's arm to brush his fingers against Tae's knuckles.

Tae's eyes widened and he snapped his head down towards Jimin, "No!" He immediately whispered, fear slightly visible in his eyes as he shook his head, making his blonde locks bounce around, "No, no, n-"

"Shhh." Jimin sat up, shushing him gently by running his knuckles over Taehyung's cheekbones. Jimin frowned as Taehyung looked away and curled into himself, pouting down at the ground, "It's okay to like someone."

Taehyung immediately snapped his head up towards Jimin, his eyes growing large at what the mochi said, "But...but." He stuttered quietly, not looking away from Jimin's honeycomb eyes.

"No buts." Jimin huffed, fingers curling around Taehyung's chin so that he won't be able to look away from Jimin's piercing stare, "You can like whoever you want, Tae, and if Hoseok makes you happy, then I'm gonna be happy. I don't care how dangerous it could be and I don't care how this will end, because even for a second, someone made you smile like that." Jimin mumbled, referring to the smile that danced along Tae's lips a few seconds ago, "You enjoy it until the very last second and don't think about what ifs."

Crystalline tears gathered on the corners of Taehyung's eyes as he stared up at a smiling Jimin with wide eyes and a wobbling lip. Taehyung released a shaky breath and wrapped his arms around the smaller one, pulling him into his chest. Jimin returned the hug with a smile, shutting his eyes and allowing himself to slouch against Tae's chest as he enjoyed his warmth.

"Thank you." Taehyung mumbled into Jimin's neck, making the mochi smile widely.

"Anything for y-"

"Park Jimin."

Jimin and Taehyung immediately broke away from the hug and turned to look at the guard towering above them. It was the same asshole guard who put Jimin and Yoongi in isolation ward. His brows were furrowed, causing a crease to form on his forehead and his lips were tugged down into a scowl. Jimin's eyes traveled down to his chest and he noticed 'Officer Doh' stitches to his chest.

"How can I help you, officer?" Jimin's tongue slid across his bottom lip before his lips stretched out into an innocent smile.

Doh's scowl deepened before he leaned down and grabbed Jimin, ripping him off of his seat. Jimin yelped and stumbled towards him, while Taehyung quickly stood up from his seat and slammed his hands down at the table, making the bottle of water fall over and roll across the table.

"Let him go." Taehyung growled lowly, making sure that they'd be the only ones hearing him speak. The soft spoken, wide eyed puppy was nowhere to be seen, being replaced by a dangerous aura and a cold gaze. The onlookers shivered, noticing the silent threat and danger looming around Taehyung's frame. It practically oozed out of him, filling up the whole cafeteria and threatening to burst through the concrete walls.

"It's okay, Tae, he probably has something important to say.." Jimin smiled reassuringly at a glaring Taehyung before turning his gaze on the guard, "...to be acting like this." He muttered, pursuing his lips and dragging his eyes down the length of the guard's body.

The guard huffed, "We don't have time for this, let's go." He snarled and dragged Jimin out of the cafeteria.

The smaller tried to keep up with the guard's long legs, only to occasionally stumble and trip over his own feet. Annoyed huffs and puffs left Jimin's lips, but as they came across the sight of police officers dragging a screaming and kicking ward out of the prison, Jimin's eyes grew large and his footsteps faltered.

"Let me go! I didn't do anything! I didn't do anything!" The ward screamed, legs swinging around and pants falling from his lips as he was dragged away by two officers.

Jimin's eyes were wide as they followed after the ward, before a rough tug on his arm, snapped him out of his daze. Officer Doh was glaring down at Jimin before stepping closer and bending down to his level, "You thought you're so smart, huh? Thought we wouldn't find out about your little deal with that scum?" Jimin's eyes were still large and he made his lower lip wobble, causing the Officer to scoff in his face, "Well we did find out, it wasn't so hard when you have proof."

"I..I didn't." Jimin stuttered, eyes falling onto his sneakers and hair falling into his face.

"Save it, we know everything." The officer spat, tightening his hand around Jimin's arm before tugging him forward roughly. Jimin gasped and stumbled into him, only for the officer to push him away roughly and lean down to snarl into his face, "Now there's someone, who you won't be able to buy, in charge, and that someone, wants to meet you." Doh's lips curled into a malicious smile before he continued to drag Jimin through the prison.

As soon as his back was turned, Jimin's lips stretched out into a pleased smile and he giggled under his breath- allowing his eyes to bore into the guard's back. Jimin wanted to skip after the guard to keep up with his quick pace, but he quickly realised that he had to look scared and confused, so he allowed himself to stumble after Doh.

The guard led him throughout the prison until they reached the ward's hallway. Jimin could immediately sense the change in the atmosphere- the eerie silence was replaced by people walking and running around, the ward's door was wide open and officers were grabbing boxes and taking them outside, and most of all, Jimin could hear a male command everyone and demand they redecorate the office.

As Jimin passed by the onlooking detectives and officers, and came closer to the open door, the voice became louder and clearer. Doh pushed him inside the ward's office, allowing Jimin to see the male commanding two officers.

"Take out everything, so not a whiff of that pig would be in this office." The lanky Male placed his hands on his hips- his voice stern and hostile as he commanded the exhausted officers. The two nodded obediently before brushing past him and exiting the office, but not before eyeing Jimin with judgemental eyes.

"Mr. Tuan, I brought what you requested." Doh spoke up, pressing a hand against Jimin's back and shoving him forward harshly. Jimin huffed and steadied himself on his feet before looking at the Male in front of him with a growing smirk.

The lanky Male quickly whirled around, revealing familiar coffee brown eyes and a taunting smile, "Mr. Park." Mark greeted with a sly smirk, leaning against the desk behind him and crossing his arms over his chest as he eyed Jimin, "You may think you can walk in here and get everyone to bow down to you, but I assure you.." Mark ran a tongue over his lips before huffing out a mocking laugh, "That's gonna change now." He pushed off the desk, taking a few large steps towards Jimin so that they'd be face to face, "This is my prison now." Mark murmured, sharing a dark smirk with Jimin.

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Hi, I just wanted to say that commenting things like 'update' or 'i need an update' won't give me the motivation to do so, it will actually put more pressure and stress on my shoulders.

I get that you want me to update, I do too, but sometimes I have no motivation to write and I can't physically do so, other times I just want to rest from updating and writing so much, and other times I'm just busy. You have to realise that I have a life outside of wattpad too, and I'm human too, so I can't spend all my time writing books because it's exhausting and stressful. Especially when you know people are counting on you to update but you can't write, and then they ask for an update, making it even more frustrating for myself because I feel like I've failed y'all.

I'm sorry, please refrain from comment things like 'update' because I will ignore comments like that from now on. You can actually motivate me and ask for an update in another way- 'I'm excited for the next update!' Or 'The next chapter is gonna be BOMB'. These are just examples but they are different from just asking for an update. I will give you an update, and if I don't, I do have a reason for it. Thank you, have a nice day!