Kookmin/Jikook oneshots

Behind Bars pt1

Jimin sat alone in his dimly lit cell, his mind racing with thoughts of survival in this ruthless prison. He knew that with his delicate features and slight build, he would become an easy target for the predatory inmates. The mere thought of the dangers that awaited him sent shivers down his spine.

Desperation filled Jimin's heart as he searched for a way to protect himself. And then, a plan formed in his mind. He had heard whispers about the infamous ex-mob boss, Jungkook, who had recently been incarcerated. Jungkook was known for his cold demeanor and unwavering power, and Jimin knew that no one in the prison would dare harm his lover.

Jimin decided to use his seductive charm to win Jungkook over. He started small, making casual conversation whenever their paths crossed. Gradually, Jimin's flirty remarks turned into lingering touches and suggestive glances.

Jungkook, at first, remained distant and cautious. He had spent his life building a reputation and had no intention of being anyone's prison bitch. But as Jimin persisted, slowly breaking down Jungkook's walls, he began to see the genuine vulnerability beneath Jimin's seductive facade.

One evening, after lights out, Jimin found himself in the prison yard, sitting alone on a cold bench. The sound of footsteps approached, and he knew it was Jungkook. He could feel the weight of Jungkook's gaze before the man even spoke.

"What do you want from me, Jimin?" Jungkook's voice was laced with both curiosity and caution.

Jimin looked up, his eyes filled with a mixture of longing and desperation. "I need your protection," he whispered, his voice barely audible.

Jungkook's features softened as he took a seat beside Jimin. "Why should I risk my own safety for you?" he questioned, his tone probing.

"Because I can offer you something in return," Jimin replied, his voice laden with meaning.

Their eyes locked, and for a moment, time seemed to stand still. Jimin knew that he had finally reached Jungkook's guarded heart.

Days turned into weeks, and Jimin and Jungkook's relationship blossomed within the confined walls of the prison. They shared stolen glances, whispered secrets, and moments of intimacy that only they could understand. Jungkook became Jimin's protector, a shield against the dangers that lurked in every corner.

However, their newfound love did not come without conflict. There were inmates who resented Jimin's position, whispering snide remarks and spreading rumors. They wanted to challenge Jungkook's dominance, to tear them apart.

One evening, as Jimin and Jungkook walked hand in hand through the prison yard, a group of inmates surrounded them. Their leader, a towering figure named Namjoon, sneered at the couple.

"What's this, Jungkook? Found yourself a prison bitch, have you?" Namjoon's voice dripped with disdain.

Jimin's heart raced, his grip on Jungkook's hand tightening. He could feel the stares of the other inmates, waiting for Jungkook's response.

Jungkook's eyes narrowed, his protective instinct flaring. "Watch your mouth," he warned, his voice commanding.

Namjoon chuckled darkly. "You're no longer the feared boss out here, Jungkook. You're just another inmate, playing house with your pretty little toy."

Jimin's body trembled with a mix of fear and anger. He stepped forward, placing himself between Jungkook and Namjoon.

Jimin raised his chin defiantly, his eyes blazing with determination. "I'm not just a toy," he declared, his voice steady. "I'm his partner, and you won't disrespect either of us."

Namjoon's cronies chuckled, their laughter filling the air with a menacing tone. "Oh, look at the little prison bitch trying to act tough," one of them sneered.

Jungkook's grip on Jimin's hand tightened, his expression turning deadly serious. "You're all making a big mistake," he warned, his voice low and dangerous.

But Namjoon seemed unfazed. He took a step closer to Jimin, invading his personal space. "I don't care who you think you are," Namjoon spat. "In here, you're just another target."

Jimin refused to back down, his seductive nature transforming into sheer defiance. He met Namjoon's gaze head-on, refusing to cower under the pressure.

Suddenly, a loud voice boomed across the yard, capturing everyone's attention. It was Officer Min, a seasoned prison guard known for his no-nonsense approach.

"What's going on here?" Officer Min demanded, striding towards the confrontation.

Namjoon smirked, clearly enjoying the chaos he had created. "Nothing, Officer," he replied casually. "Just having a friendly chat with these lovebirds."

Officer Min narrowed his eyes, assessing the situation. "I don't want any trouble in my yard," he warned, his voice firm. "Disperse now, or there will be consequences."

Reluctantly, Namjoon and his cronies dispersed, casting one last glare towards Jimin and Jungkook before retreating.

Officer Min turned his attention to Jimin and Jungkook, his expression softer now. "You two need to be careful," he advised, his tone filled with genuine concern. "The prison can be a dangerous place, and there are always those looking to cause trouble."

Jimin nodded, appreciating the guard's warning. "Thank you, Officer," he replied, his voice sincere.

With a final nod, Officer Min walked away, leaving Jimin and Jungkook alone once again.

Jungkook pulled Jimin into a tight embrace, his arms providing a sense of security amidst the chaos. "Are you okay?" he whispered, his voice laced with worry.

Jimin buried his face in the crook of Jungkook's neck, breathing in his familiar scent. "I'm fine," he murmured, his voice muffled. "As long as we're together, we can face anything."

Their bodies pressed together, the weight of their shared struggles and unspoken fears creating a bond that nothing could break. In that moment, they knew that their love transcended the confines of their prison cells.

Days turned into months, and Jimin and Jungkook weathered the storms of prison life together. They faced constant challenges, but their love remained unyielding, a beacon of hope in the darkness.

While whispers and rumors continued to circulate, Jimin and Jungkook stood strong, refusing to let their detractors dictate their happiness. They found solace in stolen moments of tenderness, hidden beneath the watchful eyes of the prison walls.