LOCKED in love -YOONMIN

A deer surrounded by wolves.

Jimin arrived at Kaddy prison, he looked at the faint brown brick building which had guards in tall tower blocks and guards scattered all over, he gulped as was escorted inside by guards as each side of him. Jimin went through the check point and went through all the necessary procedures before he was taken deeper into the prison.

Walking into a large room space when many prisoners sat around tables and stood against walls, Jimin stood frozen as many eyes landed on him along with disgusting pervy smirks. The guard slightly pushed Jimin signalling for him to keep moving, they came to some stairs and as they were about to walk up and bold older inmate called out, "hey pretty boy, once your settled come find me" winking as his mates around him laughed, Jimin's blood ran cold and he just put his head down before walking up the steps ignoring the comment.

"Most of them are just all talk, but I would get a 'daddy' soon" the guard to his left spoke as he looked at Jimin pitying the young boy.

Jimin lifted his head and slight tilted it in confusion, "daddy? What's that?"

The guard's eyes softened at the younger boy's native cuteness, "A daddy is someone to protect you, I know it might sound cliche but a lot of men in here do capture the cute ones for there needs.." the guard's voice trailed off but then quickly spoke again after seeing Jimin face pale and his plump lip's open in shock, "that's doesn't always happen but I saw you getting quite a few stare's so... anyway you're daddy doesn't necessarily need to be a sex partner, some are like big brothers or partners in trading".

Jimin was trying to process what the guard was saying put all he could think was how deep in shit he was, he was soon pulled out his thoughts by the sound of steal banging on more steal. Jimin realised they were stood outside was he guessed was his cell.

"This is your new home" the guard was hadn't spoke until now point inside.
Jimin looked round the small room, a sink in the corner next to a toilet that had no privacy from outside the cell, which made Jimin roll his eyes because what was he expecting? He's in jail for gods sake, but then he eyed the bunk beds, the top bunk had bedding on and Jimin slightly saw someone brown under the pillow.. 'a note book?' He thought. Jimin turned the the nicer guard asking, "I'm guessing I already have a cell mate and so I'll take the bottom bunk" he smiled a little.

The guard stiffed before clearing his throat, "yeah, you'll meet him later, it's leisure time now so he's some where a round so for now you can either stay here or go wonder round, dinner is in half an hour then lock up, someone will bring you bedding before then so we will see you round kid." The two guard left the cell.

Jimin just stood there not knowing what to do with him self, "Well I guess that's that, no welcome package or guild book I guess" he muttered to himself with a little laugh trying to lighten his mood. He looked around the room and walked over to the sink that had a mucky mirror above it, he turned the cold tap then collected a handful of water in his small hands before splashing it onto his face. Jimin looked in the mirror and signed.
'Well this is my lift now, no point moping around, I'll take a quick look around' he thought as he looked around the room, he noticed a little shelf with a toothbrush and bathroom items like shower gel and stuff, he spotted a towel next to them, ' I guess that's my cell mates, I haven't got mine yet so I'll quickly borrow his to dry my face then put it back and he won't knowing any the wiser'.

Jimin walked over and grabbed the towel then placed his face in the towel patting away the water.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?...." Jimin jumped out his skin at the sound of a very mad deep voice, his face still in the towel he heard... "that's mine you fucker".

Jimin quickly pulled the towel away from his face and turned to see a man a little taller than Jimin with mint green ruffled hair, milk white skin, deep set brown eyes and long dark lashes, a small nose and think but nice lips. Jimin folded the towel placing it back on the selfs before turning to the angry man who was still staring at him with a blank expression.