Opia

Meji - 2

A heavily tatted ravenette was sat on a cafeteria table, his back straight and his eyes sharp, surrounded by his group of followers. The male stared idly out of the window as the men around him chattered away, only bothering to join the conversation when he was eventually addressed by a smirking mint-head.

"Yo Jeon, I heard a little something interesting today "

Jungkook tilts his head albeit his expression remains unchanged. He flicks his wrist and motions for the mint-head to continue.

The mint head grins wider, clearly enjoying the attention of the group. He leans in closer, his voice lowered to a whisper as though about to spill a conspiracy theory.

"Word on the street is that we're getting fresh meat soon. And not just any fresh meat. I hear he's a big shot so you might not be top boy around here for much longer"

The other men around the table snicker and jeer, clearly enjoying the idea of Jungkook being challenged. Jungkook's expression remains stoic, but his eyes flicker with irritation.

The room is now filled with the sound of the men's jeering and taunts. But the Jungkook speaks. His voice low and husky, his words cutting through the noise of the cafeteria.

"Enough"

His followers fall silent, all eyes turning to Jungkook, he scans the crowd and then, his voice still sharp, he continues.

" I don't give a fuck who this new arrival is, I own this fucking prison and everyone in it so go suck hobi's dick Min or whatever the fuck you do in your free time." Now sporting a malicious smirk on his face, Jungkook walks away as the room falls silent once more, leaving Min slightly amused.

"We're gonna have so much fun when the newbie gets here." Min chuckles eyeing the direction Jungkook stormed off to.

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In the tallest skyscraper Seoul has to offer, sat a slim figure, staring gloomily outside the window, watching as the rain terrorised the inhabitants of the surrounding area.

The office itself is grand and opulent, with floor to ceiling windows offering a panoramic view of the city, The male busies himself by opting to observe the outside.

"Taehyung please" said male turns his head around to glare at The president of South Korea also his father, raising an eyebrow at the desperation in his voice.

"Do realise how much you're asking of me ? You want me to go to prison for six months, I haven't committed a crime so why the fuck should I go to jail ?! You told the entire fucking media that it was for charity but that's not all it, is it ?"

The president leans back in his chair, his expression stern. "No you're right, this isn't just about charity, it's about getting a better understanding of the struggles people go through, I'm worried about you Tae, you're becoming too reckless and you're spiralling. Perhaps it's because you're so privileged so this will be a good experience for you."

Taehyung reels back, expression disbelieving, "So you think that sending me to prison to be with hardened criminals is a gonna be good for me, I'll end up dead the next day dad, you can't do this to me."

The president sighs, his expression softening slightly. "I understand your reluctance but this is not something I'm just going to let go. I've already made the arrangements and frankly you don't have much of a choice. This is happening."

Taehyung stares at his father with something akin to disgust. " you already made arrangements? Without asking me first ? What we happened to all that parents love their kids bullshit ? It's fucking funny, for the president so loved the world that he gave his only begotten son so that whosoever is evil enough may kill him in prison. Hallelujah"

"Taehyung enough. I understand that this isn't the best situation for you but it's already been publicised so I can't take it back, prepare yourself son, you're going in tomorrow morning."