BOUND & BROKEN | JEONGCHEOL AU FF

CHP 2: HE WHO IS UNTOUCHED

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Seungcheol didn't know what got into him. He just wanted to scare the frail-looking boy. He just wanted him to know his place. He did not even know whythat thought crossed his mind in the first place.. it's not like he's ever done it before with a man. Everybody knows sex slavery is a thing in prison. For the strong ones, it's a boost of their pride, for the weak ones, it's a means of survival. Regardless of where one finds himself in those two categories, it's mostly just to warm up the cold nights in prison.

Seungcheol, however, is one of the few who refuses this practice. Sure, he's asked guards to bring in women for him from time to time in exchange for a catch, but that's it-- no prolonged commitment, just a scratch to an itch. He respects the practice, but he just simply cannot find the appeal.

He wanted to blame his outburst on the intimidation he felt from his cellmate. There was something about him-- despite his soft, gentle aura, his frailty, his vulnerable aura-- his eyes reflected cleverness,

Impulsivity and even authority. Seungcheol knew he had to become aware of the other's tendencies, he has to be careful around him.

"So did you talk to him at all, hyung?" Soonyoung asked as they ate lunch.

Seungcheol shook his head, "Not much, I just wanted him to know where he stands."

"You do know you have to be careful, right? Jihoon said. "Seungkwan, did you get anything about the new fish?"

"None. Even the guards know nothing. It's fishy." Seungkwan said.

"I'll try to find something else today too, hyung. I'll ask around." It was Seokmin this time.

"Alright. Just remember to keep it in the low. Minghao, just to be sure, maybe you should run it with your contacts? See if he has anything on the international scale?" Seungcheol said as he ate his kimbap.

Damn kimbap.

Everyday is a fucking kimbap torture.

"I'm on it. By the way hyung, there was an increase in our assets last night. There are two additional chinese accounts backing us. At this rate, we'll be able to hit the target amount earlier than we originally planned." Minghao said. 11 heads bobbed up and down in acknowledgement. Seungcheol never knows how Minghao deals with all of these even inside the prison, but however he does it, he leaves it to him. He didn't need to know the process. He only needs the result.

As they ate, a figure near the food table caught his eye. It's his cellmate.

He saw him wander around looking for a table to settle himself into. "Are you planning to claim him?" Jihoon asked him. Seungcheol's eyes widened, understanding what his friend meant. "You know I don't do that."

"Then why did you ask him that yesterday? You were the one who brought it up."

"W-what.. how did you know that?" Seungcheol stuttered.

Jihoon smirked, "Prison has thin walls, dummy."

Awkward silence.

"Well you better get on it because we both know someone that looks like him will be in trouble soon enough if he remains unprotected." then Jihoon stood up and left.

Seungcheol searched for his cellmate again and almost choke when he found him seated with one of the members of the senior gangs-- Taemin of Shinee.

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"So! How's your first day going so far?" this overly friendly blonde man asked him.

"It's okay." Jeonghan tried his best to be polite.