Institution for the insane

S I X

The next morning you struggled to get out of bed, however the coffee and jam in the car helped energise you.

Upon greeting everyone you were handed a stack of papers. You looked at Dave. "What's all this?"

"Well I was meant to give you papers when you first started working but you were always busy or I had forgotten, so I thought I'd give it to you now so you can get it out the way. Sorry about all," he eyes the thick stack of papers, "that."

You sigh but smile. "It's okay, it needs to be done. I'll get straight to it."

You stroll and place your bag in a locker, walking into the outside court area as the sun was shining down nicely.

You from the corner of your eye noticed a familiar face.

Hoseok.

He seemed to notice you too, watching you curiously with the stack of papers sitting at a table.

You decided to ignore him, if you made eye contact he'd probably take that as an opportunity to come sit with you.

"Hey y/n."

Without looking up you speak back. "Not now hoseok."

The man laughs and you finally lift your head. "Oh...jungkook. Sorry I thought you were someone else." You mumble, returning back to signing papers.

He laughs quietly and sits opposite you on the table, his knees brushing your own. "That's a lot of paper."

"Yeah, tell me about it." You say, filling out your personal details, not even giving a second thought to save it for later when you're alone or cover it up. This is where you would later realise you fucked up, badly.

Jungkook begins counting the number of papers. "1,2,3,4,5,6,7......33..34!" His voice was actually making you sleepy, you yawn.

Jungkook notices, peaking over to the paper to inspect your information. Address..where's the add- ah hah!

The boy repeats the house address in his mind so he can write it down later and tell the rest. He can't- won't forget it.

"Well, you have fun with that." He grins, waving you goodbye. You yawn again in response, lazily raising a hand as a wave.

"Too easy." Jungkook snickers to himself. He wants to commend you for being so stupid. No more hiding. We've won this round. You better run little y/n.

"Hyung." Jungkook nods to jimin.

"What are you smiling about?" Jimin eyes him suspiciously.

"*your address*" Jungkook speaks.

"You've lost me." Jimin sighs, shoving his hands in the orange jumpsuit pockets, he grimaces and takes them out immediately after feeling the mold inside.

Inmates had a specific time to wash up but Jimin would take that time to search for other ways to escape, so hence his uniform being disgusting and unsanitary.

"Jimin." Jungkook grabbed the blonde by the shoulders, staring into his eyes, letting go when he is scolded at by a guard. "Ugh anyway, so you know y/n?"

"Yes, of course I do. What about her?"

"Dumb bitch wrote her address down in front of me."

Jimin connects the dots. "She didn't!" He laughs at your idiocy. "Good job. We'll tell the others later."

"You realise how good this is? We can easily escape here, go to her house, threaten her to let tae out.." Jungkook leads on.

The older's lips curve up into a sinister smirk. The group had spent many months figuring out the safest way to escape and get taehyung out unnoticed. You were simply the key to it all. You would be their main source of succession.