"Do we really have to pick them up?" Jin whines as he and Jungkook head towards the car.
Today, was the day that Namjoon and Taehyung are being released. Jungkook reluctantly agreed to pick them from the prison after Namjoon complained about not having a way to get them home.
"They need a ride." Jungkook shrugs, looking at Jin with apologetic eyes.
"Besides, this would be a good time to discuss the deal we agreed to."
Jin starts the car, pulling out of the company parking lot and towards the prison. Jungkook digs into his brief case, pulling out the employee contracts he typed and printed out yesterday.
"Besides, we can discuss these with them." Jungkook says, shaking the thick papers.
He admits that the contracts were a little excessive, but Jungkook has no clue what guidelines were appropriate for personal bodyguards. He couldn't ask Jin to make them either because, knowing Namjoon and a little bit about Taehyung, he's the only one who knows what kind of rules they need. He won't let Namjoon take advantage or manipulate him, not again.
The ride to the prison was relatively quite, leaving Jungkook to overthink what seeing Namjoon outside of a prison uniform would be like. He's sure that Namjoon has worked out while in prison. That's all his father said people did in there when they're not playing games or fighting one another. He hasn't had the opportunity to see just how muscular Namjoon became through the baggy prison uniforms, leaving lots to Jungkook's imagination. He hates his traitorous heart for beating wildly at the thought of Namjoon. He shifts around in his seat to loosen the growing strain in his pants, rubbing his leg to ease the tension he feels. He's thankful Jin is a responsible enough driver to keep his eyes on the road ahead of him and not see how worked up he's suddenly getting.
By the time he has calmed down, Jungkook looks outside his window to see the familiar metal fences surrounding the orange building. The cloudy day added to the overall dreary atmosphere the prison creates.
Jin parks right in front of the desk, sighing as he raises his eyebrows in question. "You ready?"
"Yeah, lets get this over with."
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You're the reason (my life began)
FanfictionJungkook doesn't say anything, so Namjoon keeps going, "You're a very pretty boy, hm? Pretty boys don't fare well in this world alone, and it seems like you are, with your pops talking like this behind your back to a bunch of inmates. So, I have a p...
