(Completed) Officer/Yoonmin

037

Everyone I used to know gets up, wonder and awe on their faces.
I watched as Namjoon came up to me, giving me the biggest hug ever.

I return it, feeling his muscles through his tight t-shirt.
I pull away, really looking at him. He looked the same.
I looked at Jin and Hoseok, seeing their hair colors different, purple and red.
Their hands were intertwined, and I raised an eyebrow.

Oh?
"Jimin!"
I get pulled into a hug, smelling the familiar flower smell.
"Jungkook." I say, tears coming to my eyes.
I pull away, seeing his muscles and black hair.
"Where have I been....."
I whisper.

"Prison." He says, and I glare at him playfully, not really believing that I was back.
I take a glance behind me, looking straight into the eyes of Yoongi.

His emerald eyes still held slight danger, but more happiness than ever.
He walked over to me, and I immediately pulled him into a kiss.

I pull away slowly, looking deep into his eyes.
Before I could say anything, Jungkook said something.

"How are you out of prison so early Jimin?"
I look away from Yoongi, my hands losing grip on his shoulders as I turn to face Jungkook.

"I got three years in prison."
Jungkook looked at me confused.
"They said you got eight."
"Who?"
"The police department."
I rolled my eyes. Of course.

"No wonder, I thought you guys abandoned me. I only got here today because it took eight hours from Busan to Seoul."

"You were in Busan!"
"You walked!!"
"Damn, we really missed out on the important information."

"But, at least you're back." Taehyung said, a wide grin on his face."
"I got two years and 11 months of probation, it ended a month ago."
I turn to Yoongi, pulling him into a hug.
"I'm so glad you're alright."

I tell him.
"You too." He whispers.
"What happened to the police department?" I ask Namjoon.
"Taehyung quit, and so did most of the officers you know. There was a tragedy where lots of people died and they couldn't handle it. I now have a bunch of newbie officers though."

I nod, turning to Jin and Hoseok.
"The mafia Yoonsik was in control of crumbled, but we still have our gang though. It's not anything serious, so you don't have to worry. We don't do killing as much as drugs."

"Still kind of bad, but great." I say, a smile on my face as I fully embrace the fact that I'm out of prison.

"So Jimin, how was prison? Yoongi went to a special kind of prison for people who're mentally disabled or physically, so it was more of an asylum."

Yoongi nodded in agreement.
"I really wondered why they didn't put me in a regular asylum. I mean, there wasn't really a difference except that the nurses and guards were nicer."

I was relived that Yoongi didn't face the same shit that I did. I'm glad that he had it better than me.
"Well, as you can see I have more muscles."
As I flexed Jungkook grinned, while the others rolled their eyes playfully.

"Speaking of my appearance I need a fucking hair cut. This shit long."
As I said this Yoongi looks me up and down, giving me a coy smile.

"You look sexy."
I blush, flustered by the unexpected comment.
"My God you really haven't changed except for appearance wise." Namjoon said with a grin.

"But, back on topic, it was horrible. The people, food, treatment, it was horrible. I don't want to go into further explanation since I want to forget, but just know, to survive prison you have to be the top dog, or else you'll get stepped on and/or will become someone's step stool."

"Yeah, I thought so. I've never been there, but from the many convicts that's came after the police station after they were released, they must've had so much anger inside them from the experience."

"Yeah," I comment, agreeing with Namjoon whole heartedly.

There was a small silence, before Taehyung decide to speak up.

"Now, lets get you a shower and some clothes!"

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Lynn~~