"Lunch break, lunch break, time to go to lunch break~" Guess Monster was walking down the prison garden, swinging a bento in his right hand. He could see the inmates working in the gardens, actually. Hmm. "Hey, six-inches! Stop staring at seven-point-seven inches over there and get to work!"
The blonde he was talking to flushed a bright red while Kuroo simply shot a grin over at Guess Monster. "Hey, you got it right this time. Nice one, Tendou-san."
Guess Monster made his way into the prison and into the corridors, feeling pleased with himself. He'd get to eat his lunch with Wakatoshi and try to see how the stoic man felt about him. God, it's ridiculous. He just can't stop thinking about Wakatoshi.
"Hey." Suddenly, Guess Monster was yanked back into a different corridor. The person who had grabbed him let go, causing Guess Monster to stumble right up into a wall. The bento dropped out of his hand. "Why haven't you handed in your resignation yet?" Oikawa was standing there, wearing a dark glare on his face. Tendou couldn't help but be shocked by the look on Oikawa's face. He'd worked alongside Oikawa for thirteen years and he'd never once seen him look like that.
"I have no idea what you're talking about," Tendou responded.
Oikawa grabbed him by the collar and pushed him up the wall once again. Tendou's head thwacked against the wall, but he didn't complain. He'd experienced worse.
"You know what you did," Oikawa snarled. "You're sick. The state you left him in... you're a fucking monster."
"Shouldn't you be drooling over your Iwa-chan?" Tendou had a mocking grin on his face. "And I know. The inmates call me Guess Monster."
"I told you that you needed to hand in your resignation by Sunday. It's Monday and your rapist ass is still walking around. What's the deal, huh?" Oikawa let Tendou's collar go and took a step back. "If you're thinking about going to the staff room, don't bother. Iwa-chan's telling them all about what you did to Hinata as we speak."
"Wait... Wakatoshi, too?" Tendou's eyes went wide. The amount of times he'd moaned that name while using that orange-haired man as his toy... what if he'd told Oikawa that? And what if Oikawa had told Iwaizumi that, the same Iwaizumi who was telling the staff what he'd done? "You can't. You can't."
"You had your chance, Tendou." Oikawa was sickened by the fact that a correctional officer could do something like that. He wouldn't mind if it had just been flirting, but you don't touch the inmates like that. You never touch the inmates like that. Especially when they don't want it. Every time he looked at Tendou, all Oikawa could think of was the Hinata he'd seen, covered in bruises and cuts. Limping when he walked, barely unable to stand up for more than a few minutes. He'd looked like a walking corpse. And Tendou was the man responsible for that.
Tendou wasn't listening anymore. He grabbed his bento from the ground and sprinted off in the direction of the staff room.
"Hey! Get back here!" Oikawa began to run after him. But, Tendou was faster. In a matter of seconds, he'd made it to the staff room and was practically tearing the door apart in his haste to get in and see Wakatoshi. He didn't want Wakatoshi to be ashamed of him. Please, no.
There were three people in there. Iwaizumi, Icicle... and Ushijima. They all turned to face Tendou upon his hasty entrance. Oikawa was stood behind him, but he quickly realised that there was no point trying to stop Tendou from doing anything. The looks he was receiving from the three men were probably killing him.
"Tendou." Ushijima walked towards the red-haired guess monster, whose face had drained of all colour. "Is it true that you took advantage of the inmate?"
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When the Sun Stops Shining
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