TR | MW [✔]

09.

Ji looked at Wonwoo expectantly. "Well?"

"I haven't heard anything else."

"It's been a month since we last visited."

"I know that," Wonwoo sighed.

A month of playing chess with Mingyu. A month of watching him strip off for bed. A month of taking his clothes off under his watchful gaze. A month of waking up to Mingyu and trying not to steal glances at him as he stood in all his naked glory, morning erection bobbing as he got ready for the day.

"So what have you been doing?" Ji asked.

"I eat, I sleep, I play chess, I exercise in the gym, and I go to art class."

Ji slammed his fist down on the table. "This isn't some holiday retreat!"

"You've been here eight weeks now," Lee muttered.

She paced back and forth in the small room. "Surely you've got something more for us. Kim Mingyu wants revenge, but we didn't need you to tell us that. You're in here to find out what form this revenge will take."

"I've been getting closer to him."

Lee stopped and tipped forward as she laughed. "Oh, really, getting closer?"

"Not like that."

"Sure," she smirked, "not like that." She rolled her eyes and then averted her gaze.

"I'm serious," Wonwoo snapped, "I know what he is, I know what he's done. I'm not gonna use my body to get closer to him."

"Then what did you mean by getting closer?" Ji asked.

"Sort of... like friends, I guess."

"Friends with Kim Mingyu?"

"I'm hoping he'll open up to me, and tell me what he's planning on the outside."

"It was a waste of time coming today," Lee mumbled.

"Do you really not have any new information, anything at all?"

Wonwoo frowned at his lap and lifted his head. "He's got a phone."

Lee rushed forward and braced her hands on the table. "See, that's the kind of stuff you should be telling us."

"I haven't heard him use it though, and I don't know where he hides it."

"We need that phone," Ji said. "I'll talk to the governor, and get the guards to search the cell."

"What if he doesn't keep it in the cell?" Lee asked.

"Then it'll be up to Wonwoo to find out where he does. It'll have contacts, messages. We need that phone, understand?"

Wonwoo nodded. "Yeah, I understand."

*****

Beomgyu was waiting at the gate. He grinned when Wonwoo stepped back on the wing.

"How was your uncle?"

"Fine."

"So, Captain's already in the gym."

"Eager to get going?"

Beomgyu nodded. "Hell yeah. I beat you yesterday."

"You've been training with Captain longer, and remember, I was stabbed."

"Yeah, you said that yesterday, a lot, especially after I got you in that headlock."

"It wasn't my finest hour, and it didn't make me feel any better when Jungkook gave you a standing ovation."