Heart Stabber - Vmin

3.

Jimin's POV

I watched as Taehyung ran his hand through his long, messy brunette hair in front of a broken mirror.

"Did you break it?" I asked while standing up to stretch my legs.

Taehyung looked at me, then around the room, trying to figure out what object that was broken that I was referring to.

"The mirror." I hummed while making eye contact with him.

"Oh." He gasped while looking back at the mirror.

"No. There were others in this cell before me. I presume they were quite violent." Taehyung responded.

Does that mean Taehyung isn't very violent?

There was a buzzing sound in the hallway, followed by the cell door mechanically opening as it must have been on a timer.

"Great food time. Come on short stuff." Taehyung teased while walking in front of me, leaving the cell.

My hand balled up in a fist, but I followed behind Taehyung.

My heart rate increased, seeing prisoners from other cells leaving their cells.

I'm among prisoners that have done many unthinkable things.

I silently followed Taehyung who for some reason grabbed me and him a tray before lining up to get food.

Maybe he didn't want to watch me getting confused with how the system works?

Other inmates' clothes smelt rotten, their bodies seeming unclean with cuts, scrapes and dirt.

Sloppy potato and steak in a brownie green stew got spooned onto my tray by men in white clothes that were behind glass.

I scrunched up my nose but took it, following Taehyung because it won't get much better than this.

"Aye stud, you're back!?" I heard a voice call.

And of course Taehyung was the one to respond.

"Couldn't leave you again that quickly cunt." He laughed while walking over to a male who appeared to be younger than us.

What does he mean by leaving him again? Has Taehyung offended before?

Taehyung sat down before looking over at me.

"Oh right, ah this is, wait what's your name again?" Taehyung muttered.

"Jimin." I answered.

"This is Jimin, he's my roommate." Taehyung told the other male.

"Dude you can have a seat with us, you don't have to be shy." The male with Taehyung hummed.

I took a seat on an old looking metal bench beside Taehyung that was strapped down to the ground with a metal chain.

The other male sat opposite us.

"So what are you here for?" The younger male asked while eating a spoonful of potato.

"I wouldn't ask him that question, it didn't get me very far." Taehyung hummed while my eyes scanned around the room, two guards watching everyone eating.

There were many older males at other tables, and bigger men with more muscles showing through their ripped prison rags.

"Wait why, are you a pussy or it's too fresh to talk about?" The male gasped.

"A bit of both and my trial outcome hasn't been concluded so I'd rather not speak of the crime for now." I replied.

"Wait, you have access to the outside world!?" The male across from us gasped.