The Inmate's Play Thing

Nine

(Short update I'm sorry😭😭)
Y'all, oh my god I looked away for five minutes and now we're at 12k reads
I highkey want to draw these characters just so you can get a better idea of what they look like but I'm shitty at drawing so,
I'll work on that
But like holy fuck,
I dunno what to do with this new accumulation of people who enjoy my story but thank you! And I might post a new one on here soon (it's gay too so don't worry). It's about a trans guy getting sent to an all male boarding school and he may or may not have a gay roommate that helps him out and they have sort of a love hate relationship and it's great I love it
But like I'm lazy as fuck so that'll be posted like in the summer at some point? And don't blame me, I've been busy😂😂 it's finals week and I'm kinda dying so I'm procrastinating here,
(also there's gonna be a little bit of Spanish in this chapter, if you'd like me to add translations on the side in the next chapter please tell me :)) )
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The prison cells were cool at night, too cool to keep your feet sticking out from the blankets and definitely too cool for me to sleep on top of the covers like I usually would.
Although, tonight I didn't have to worry about that. As the night cooled down and the sun rose in the sky I was kept warm, snuggled up to Santiago's chest.
I couldn't get to sleep in his embrace, I was too fond of watching him in his sleep. I felt a little embarrassed and guilty, I mean it's kinda weird to watch someone in their sleep but I couldn't help it. The way his broad chest slowly rose and fell, the way his hair was tousled and splayed across the pillow, the way his long eyelashes adorned his sleeping face so beautifully.
He looked like an angel to me.
Also there was the fact that he mumbled cute things in Spanish in his sleep when you didn't expect it.
He sighed softly in his sleep and mumbled out something, his body barely putting in the effort to make it coherent.
"Daisy.. silencio.."
I felt a little jealousy bubble up in me, wondering who Daisy was. Santiago seemed to talk a lot about her in his sleep and I was curious. She didn't seem like a friend, maybe a loved one?
She sure seemed important.
My gaze drifted down to Santiago's beautifully sculpted chest and I pressed my cheek against his warm skin, relaxing against him, my eyelids weighing down heavily.
Whoever Daisy is, I hope I can meet her when we get out of this place.
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•Santiago•

I groaned and shielded my eyes with my hand, growling softly at the stream of light that shone in my eyes early in the morning. I pulled whatever was lying next to me closer and out of habit gently scratched their head and kissed their forehead.
"Buenas dias , Daisy girl.."
Daisy giggled and when I opened my eyes heat rushed to my face.
"Oh, shoot, I'm sorry-"
Jackson had a soft blush on his cheeks as well and I soon forgave the sun for shining down on us so early as it made Jackson look like an absolute angel.
I saw a little jealous spark in Jackson's eyes.
"Um, who's daisy though?"
Ohhh fuck that's why, god I'm such an idiot, he probably thinks I have another little or something.
I chuckled awkwardly.
"Daisy is my husky, she's absolutely gorgeous and she's definitely a daddy's girl, still thinks she can sit on my lap. Mi tonta chica~"
(I apologize for any imperfections in my Spanish, I've been taking Spanish for around three years so um, I hope it's okay)
Jackson's eyes lit up at the fact that Daisy was my dog.
"You have a puppy?" His eyes were sparkling and I hated to tell him that Daisy was two years old and just passed her puppy days.
But in my heart she would still be a puppy at 15 years old.
I grinned and ruffled his soft morning hair.
"Yeah, Daisy is my puppy."
I placed a tender little kiss on his forehead and he blushed, melting a little into my touch.
My heart swelled and I beamed, glad that he was comfortable and felt close enough to me to lean into my embrace. I felt important and loved.
I pulled him into my chest so that my lips could gently graze his earlobes and I felt him shiver. I gently ran a hand down his back, whispering sweet nothings to him. "Te quiero tanto, amor~"
He curled into my chest and leaned into my embrace a little more and I could tell it took him a moment to try and translate what I said. He looked up at me with a soft, loving look and mumbled
"I-I took French."
I tried not to laugh but I just couldn't help it, he looked too cute.
"I love you so much, baby~" I translated for him, pressing a soft kiss to his forehead.