desire, BONTEN X READER

°˖✧˚ ♡ʚ thirty-seven ɞ♡˚✧˖°.

"I want drugs."

Sanzu's expression was serious, his eyes dimmed with exhaustion, the shadows of the night adding a menacing cast to his features. His back was pressed against the cold, hard prison wall, hands curled into fists at his sides. The night sky above was dark and clear, the stars shining brightly, but even in the stillness of their surroundings,

Kokonoi's voice was calm and soft, a stark contrast to the tension in the air. "Well, it's your lucky day, Sanzu. We're leaving tonight."

The prisonyard was almost devoid of any activity, with only a handful of inmates scattered about. The bitter cold of the night was unbearable, but Bonten was left with little choice but to remain where they were, waiting for their plan to come to fruition.

Mikey's words suddenly broke the tense silence, surprising everyone with their abruptness. He spoke in a low voice, his eyes cast downward. "I want dorayaki."

It was Mikey's first spoken sentence in what seemed like ages, and everyone's eyes turned to him in surprise. Sanzu snorted. "Don't worry, Mikey. I'll get you a bunch once we leave this nasty ass prison." His voice was casual, but it carried a sense of genuine reassurance.

Ran sighed, his hands crossed over his chest, his stance exuding an almost aggressive level of sass. He was not in the mood to wait, his impatience clear in the way he held himself. The tension in the air was palpable, each minute spent in the prison seemingly stretching into an eternity. "Okay, Takeomi's taking too long," Ran muttered to himself, as if he was running out of patience.

"You're getting touched tonight," Rindou blurted out, with a smirk. Ran turned to him, a look of pure disgust on his face, "You're gross."

Kakucho rolled his eyes at the exchange, his body language conveying that he had had enough. "I'm just glad we're leaving soon," he said, a slight shake to his head. "I want to take the longest shower ever." The statement had a sense of finality to it, as if he was finally able to see a light at the end of the tunnel. It was clear in their interactions that the men were ready to move on from their current situation, and each one of them had their own ways of dealing with things.

"Same, but with sex, I'm raising japan's pregnancy rates this week." Ran replied, his hand resting on his brother's shoulder which he gave a soft squeeze in an affectionate manner. They both let out a cackle, as if this was the funniest joke he had ever told.

The wind was cold on this night, and it cut through the prison yard like a knife. The crisp, chill breeze nipped at their skin, as if it was preparing them for what was to come. It was as if it had foreknowledge of the events that would take place this night, and it was a harbinger of the pain to come. The air was heavy with tension, and even those who were trying to hold their composure were feeling it. This night would be one that was remembered for years to come.

The bulbs flickered, casting long shadows across the prison yard, before suddenly going dark. The darkness was complete, leaving only the sound of their own breaths to fill the empty space.

"About damn time."

The wait for something to happen was excruciating, the air was thick with anticipation and uncertainty. All of a sudden, the smell of burning filled the air, followed by the sound of a fire alarm. The sudden change of events left the prisoners confused, whispering to each other in a mixture of fear and hope. No one knew what to expect, only that something was about to happen, and the wait was almost too much to bear.

The prison was virtually empty, the guards nowhere to be seen, as they were all busy with the expanding fire. The silence was almost deafening, but the sound of the fire alarm made it seem as though it was a sound that would never end.

Kokonoi smiled "Sanzu, move," he said, his tone serious. "What?" Sanzu replied, a look of confusion crossing his face.

"I said move. Now." Kokonoi's voice was sharp and commanding, not giving Sanzu a chance to argue or even question the order. He moved aside, allowing Kokonoi to make his move. Kokonoi's eyes were fixed on the wall, scanning for any vulnerabilities or weakness.

The sudden explosion was like a burst of light and sound; the shockwaves filled the air, and everyone covered their ears, trying to protect themselves from the sudden onslaught. The dust and smoke filled the air, making it hard to see or breathe,

"Hey, wassup?" The man with the cigarette inquired, a mischievous glint in his eye and a sly grin on his face. "No time for chit-chats, let's leave now," Rindou responded nonchalantly, already moving through the hole in the wall, inspiring the others to follow suit.

"That's what I get after making y'all escape?" Takeomi attempted to sound upset at the hasty departure, his fake sad tone only adding to the air of humor, a smirk on his face.

"You took too long, either way," Kakucho responded curtly, his tone serious. A row of sleek and sleek sports cars were parked in front of the prison.

Sanzu stretched, his muscles taut as he took a deep breath of the cold, fresh air. He let out a sigh of contentment, his teeth glinting in the moonlight. "Ah, finally.~" he whispered, a mischievous grin on his expression. "Now that's the Sanzu I know," Ran remarked, before turning around and walking away.

The cool night air was alive with urgency, the sound of yells and running footsteps echoing in the distance. The guards had finally caught on to what was happening, and they were rushing towards them, desperate to stop them from escaping.

But it was too late, the Bonten members were already in the cars, revving their engines and drifting away. The sound of the powerful engines was so loud it seemed to shake the earth, the sound of freedom and escape.

There was a feeling of excitement in the air, the adrenaline pumping through their veins as they drove away from the prison, leaving the chaos behind them.

Bonten is back.