Hold Me Close (Spec Ops Guy/Tank x Reader)

Chapter 10

//; two chapters only tonight again, but i promise tomorrow's chapters will be spicy- i'm super sleepy

"Jocelyn Davidson!" "Here, ma'am." "Stefani Dawkins!" "Here ma'am!" Scales rolled her eyes as she heard the woman reply cheerily. "Ugh, such a try hard, and for what? Is she expecting to get less jail time than she already has?" She scoffed, making you chuckle. "Y/N L/N!" "Here." The female checking the names stopped briefly at your shared cell, as if going to look at you in disappointment, but shook her head. "Scales?" The brunette waved her hand as she popped a bubble with her gum, earning a scoff from the woman. "Alright, well, if we're going to escape, we need a plan. How about we think later tonight, considering we'll have to do shit instead of lay in here all day," Scales whispered, popping another bubble. "Oh, for crying out loud, stop with the bubbles!" The counselor shouted from the end of the hall in annoyance. "Nope! Anyway, hopefully we don't get split up, cuz I'm not ready to hang around people I don't know."

The rest of the role call was too long, and you didn't bother paying attention. Instead, you sighed as you waited for breakfast, tapping your foot out of habit. "Whats got you so uptight?" Scales asked, eyeing you worriedly. "Hmm? I'm just hungry." 'Just a few more minutes, and she'll be done with calling names.' The two minutes you waited felt like an eternity, so when you heard the, "Get up! Breakfast time!" message, you were excited. "Finally! I've been so hungry ever since I woke up yesterday, Jesus.." you mumbled to yourself, and the counselor opened the cell, letting you and Scales go to eat breakfast. You grabbed a lunch tray and moved to get into line. The cafeteria didn't have many lights, but it wasn't too dark to see. You looked at other prisoners before you noticed a familiar giant standing at the beginning of the line. This caused you to gasp. 'Tank! He's alright!' you thought to yourself, and smiled gleefully, until the lunch lady barked at you to hurry up. "Jesus, MY BAD," you mumbled to yourself, watching the ladies pour grits, eggs, and bacon onto your plate. One chuckled as she watched your mouth water, before adding two sausages. "Here you go, baby, a little extra for you," she graciously smiled.

Once you were sent into your cell once more to eat, you started eating with delight. Your first day here, and you were already getting treated! Scales looked down at your plate before pouting, clearly noticing you'd been given more food than her. "What's the matter?" You asked as you ate a spoonful of grits, before she pointed at your rather larger amount of food. "You got more food than me!" "You want me to give you some?" "A sausage, you can keep the rest. What'd you get to drink?" "I got apple juice, why?" "Bleh! I got OJ!" She scoffed, holding her cup out to trade. "Man, you're pretty hard to satisfy," you replied while handing her your cup, taking hers in place. "I think you'll find out that that's not true later tonight," she winked, and you rolled your eyes in a teasing manner. "Whatever you say, baby girl."