Prisoner// jjk ff [completed]

3. Wednesday ✨

You couldn't help but be excited for Wednesday to come around, you didn't know why but to see jungkook was the only thing you had in your head. From the day you left him you had been planning your outfit, writing up conversation starters and other questions. He made you curious about everything. How many tattoos he had, his favourite colour, where he grew up. But there were other not so easy questions that ,unfortunately, had to be asked. You didn't want to see the look on his face when you asked him about his sisters death, but it's your job... You have to, for everyone else's benefit, even if it meant hurting him. Usually you didn't care but something about Jungkook, he didn't look innocent but he was just a child, he couldn't have done something like that, could he?

~Time skip~

When Wednesday came around you were less enthusiastic. All these worries came flooding into your mind, how would he react, what would he say, what would he do? You sighed before looking at yourself in the mirror, your outfit choice was... interesting. After your last conversation with jungkook you decided to try the criminal colours and it didn't look half bad.

With a black oversized hoodie gifted from one of your male friends. You looked sexy and you couldn't deny, if you were a criminal you could 100% pull of those colours. After smiling contently at your outfit for a good 2 minutes you grabbed your things and hopped in the car.

~Time skip~

You pulled up outside and parked before making your way in. After being pat down and escorted through the first 3 doors you turned to a guards and asked, "Can I go into Mr. Jeons cell?" The question obviously took him by surprise because he physically jumped, "I'm sorry mam, I'm new here. Me Jeon doesn't even let us in his cell, I don't know if he'll-"
"I'll ask him, thank you though." You said before entering your usual room. You mouth dropped when you entered, there were 3 guards all holding Jungkook up against a wall.
"WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON!" You screamed. All heads shot in your direction, but no one moved.
...
"WELL?!" You stood there with your hands on your hips. "Miss y/n he lashed out at us because you weren't in here, he thought-"
"I thought you left me." He said through a croaked voice. You sighed, "I spend 2 minutes looking in the mirror and all hell breaks fucking loose because I'm late," you look at your watch, "3 minutes! Really Jeon, you are inpatient, noted." You went and sat down in your usual seat and waited...
"Why does no one have any fucking independence in here, do you have to be commanded to do everything? Let him go, and leave." You ran your fingers through your hair. There was shuffling behind you then a clack was heard, followed by a series of groans. You turned to see one of the guards on the floor, with a face covered in blood," That's for hitting me with a fucking bat, in my face." You looked up to see Jungkook with a black eye, busted lip and an open cut over his right brow.
"WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE! ALL OF YOU OUT, NOW!" You watched as they hauled out the now unconscious guard and shut the door behind them. Jungkook came and sat in front of you, "Don't think you get off Scott free either Jeon." He raised an eyebrow, "what are you gonna do princess?" You stood up, and walked to his side, so he had a full display of your outfit. "I could make your life a living hell more than it already is, so you better listen carefully." You undid your hoodie zipper ever-so slightly the enough so he could see that you were wearing only lace beneath. "I want 3 things from you: Number one, your cooperation in everything I do for you. Number two, I want to go in your cell."
"WHAT?"
"And number three, as much as I said I wasn't an interrogator, I do need to know your side of the story... the full story, what went on before how you were feeling all of it. It's the only way I can help you, but you have to let me in. Tell me your whole life story if it helps, but Jungkook- I need to know." You said in the softest voice you could.
"Number one may take some work but sure, whatever. Number two, what the heck yeah. But don't touch my shit unless I say u can and number three, fuck it. I may as well tell someone but it's gonna take time." He said not looking at you.
You eyes lit up, "REALLY?" You ran over to him and ruffled his hair. "Hey, what do you think your doing." You stopped immediately, "oh I'm sorry, it's a habit when I get excited I do thing spontaneously." He gripped you by the wrist, "I don't recall telling you to stop." A smug grin wandered onto your face as you hands made theirs way back to his dark locks.
"Scariest criminal Jeon Jungkook likes having his hair played with."
"Care taker likes being told what to wear by scariest criminal." You moved your hand from his head and went to your seat.
"I wear what I want, I just took your... creative insight, into consideration." You fully unzipped your hoodie and smirked.
"You see the top should be white... not black." You watched a bead of sweat trail over his Adam's apple as he gulped, before gripping the sides of the table.
" wearing something like that in here, should be illegal." You grinned.
"Then punish me Mr. Jeon." You whispered.
...
"JUST KIDDING!!" You gathered our stuff and left a shocked man at the table.
"See you Wednesday Jungkook. I'll come in your cell, Okay?" You winked before leaving the room.

3rd person p.o.v

Jungkook sat in t he middle of the room, hands still gripping the steel table. He had another erection, you looked so sexy. The way the lace help your breasts perfectly in place was too much for him, how small your waist looked, the gold jewelry contrasting with your skin. To him you looked ethereal and pretty things are meant to be protected, that's what he wanted to do... protect you.