Jailhouse Rock||Ambreigns

01

Dean

"Time to wake up, you have 10 minutes to wash and change before the guards come around to collect you before breakfast" I groaned as i heard the annoying women's voice through the voice control. I hate this place already, who the fuck gets arrested for fighting and drinking, and selling a few packets of weed?

I quickly got out of bed, stripped of my clothes, looking down at my body, still hot. The only good thing about prison is that i have my own cell, and they have a gym, and its free.

I washed and dressed, waiting by my cell bars to be collected. Im staving, I cant wait to eat, even if the food is shit.

'Ambrose, hands behind your back, so i can cuff you to walk you to breakfast' The guard said, coming around to get me. I mentally groaned, these cuffs are stupid.

Once I arrived at the cafeteria, I sat down, in front of me, sloppy porridge, I quickly ate it, so I could go back to my cell, I hated being surrounded.

The officer literally dragged me back to my cell.

"Oh yeah, you have your first therapy session in 30 minutes. And you better be on your best behaviour" The fat officer literally yelled at me.

I mentally groaned, I don't need therapy. All I need is to get out of this hell hole and back to fucking hot guys, yes, I said guys. Problem? No. Good.

Since I have to see this therapist every day, It better me a man, and he better be hot.

Roman

I prepped the room, Dean would be here any minute now, I set my notepad on the table in front of me along with the description of Dean. Hiding it under my notepad so he couldn't see it.

In walked officer Nick, with the inmate.

"Roman, here is Dean. You have 2 hours with him, good luck"

"Thank you officer Nick". I said back to him.

Nick walked out the room, as Dean watched with a stern expression on his face.

"You can take a seat, if you would like too" I said to him.

He sat down, just starting at me.

"So, would you like to tell me anything?" I asked him.

No answer.

"Do you know why your here with me today?" I asked.

No answer.

"Are you going to speak to me?" I asked another question.

3rd time lucky because he answered, "Yes, i know why im here, im not mental, I just like to fight, fuck hot men, and drink, no biggy' he said. I had to hide my blushed cheeks when he said 'fuck hot men'.

"So are you gay?" I asked him.

"Yeah, do you have a problem with that, because if you do I will beat the crap out of you" he said.

I chucked at that, only to receive a death glare.

"Don't look at me look, I'm gay too" I told him, glaring back at him.

"Well, this is going to make things more interesting" He replied, a smirk on his face.

A/N: and that's a wrap for chapter one, chapters will be around this length so i can update more often, hopefully a chapter a day. Please leave feedback, vote and share.