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The loud laughter filling the canteen works the guards on their nerves, every little thing can snap one inmate out of their cheery mood and make them lash out at each other. Jeongguk can't help holding back a little smile, getting reminded that these people are normal human beings too. Human beings with feelings and emotions, well some of them. The male snaps his head to the left side of the canteen, his attention getting drawn by the blissful sound of specific laughter. A mop of blonde hair and tan skin attracts his eyes and the male fails to hide his smile. Kim Taehyung and Park Jimin are joking around with Min Yoongi, an older male.

Jeongguk's head snaps back to the right when a piercing yell sounds through the room, an inmate just tackled another inmate, his hands are locked around the others' throat.
"Back off!"
Jeongguk sprints towards the duo, making his way through the crowd of people surrounding them. Before the male knows, another piercing scream and a thud is heard through the canteen. The male takes the inmate into a headlock and speaks through his radio, calling for backup. Another guard backs up the mass of people surrounding Jeongguk right now, yelling at him and the other two inmates. Jeongguk sees Taehyung jumping onto the inmates back and pouncing his fists into his back.

A scream and gasps makes the male loosen his grip onto the inmates neck, immediately sprinting towards Taehyung, who now had a sharp object inserted into the side of his stomach. A smirk is displayed onto the culprits face, watching how a crimson red stains the white fabric of his shirt before a warden tackles and cuffs him to bring him to the hole. Jeongguk quickly lifts the bleeding male up and glances towards his superior who only nods and points to the exit. Jeongguk nods back and runs off, calling for a nurse while on his way to the clinic.

"Get a bed ready!"
Two nurses start rushing to set a bed and help the inmate with his stabwound. The male coughs once, twice, and blood squirts out of the wound. A light trace of the crimson red fluid can be found on his lips, eyes roll back and breathing slows down.

"You are not going to die on me, Taehyung."

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