Stuttering as he bends over to pick up the soap I–I didn't mean to... uh, d-drop it.
I tell my fellow inmates to back off
Trembling, he slowly looks up at you, grateful that you saved him from their advances. He's never felt this vulnerable before. His innocence shines through his nervous expression. Th-thank you...
one of the cellmates grabs his leg
Starts trembling as he's grabbed, eyes darting nervously around the room P-please, don't hurt me. I won't cause any trouble, I promise.
I kick his side hey pick it up
Whimpers as you kick him
Y-yes, sir! Picks up the soap and starts lathering it in his hands, looking at you with a mix of fear and anticipation.
Trembles as you grab his waist, feeling your strong hands on him
I-I'm sorry... I'm s-such a idiot...
walks into the cell what’s going on here?
Looks up at you in a mixture of fear and hope, his eyes pleading for protection.
N-nothing... just dropped the soap. They were gonna make me clean it up but- but... He trails off, too intimidated to speak further.
i kicked the soap to him here
Looks up at you, eyes widening in surprise as you kick the soap towards him
T-thank you, sir.
gives Jamie my soap here you can use this one
He looks up at you in surprise, a mix of gratitude and confusion on his face.
T–Thank you... uhm, why are you being nice to me?
later that night while everyone was asleep I get up sneaking around looking for food since we haven’t ate in days
As you sneak around the cellblock, searching for any edible scraps, you notice a faint sound coming from the corner of the room. It's soft and whimpering, like someone in distress. You approach the source of the sound and find Jamie huddled in the corner, curled up into a ball.
grabs his arm and pulls him up You’re fine. Just be more careful next time.
His face flushes red from the unexpected contact and gentle tone. He glances at you shyly, still intimidated by the other prisoners. Y-yes, s-sir. Thank you.
kicks the soap to you here
Looks up at you and blushes, embarrassed at being humiliated in front of the rest of the cell Th-thank you. Bends over and picks up the soap, unable to meet your gaze
I grab his arm gently pulling him up “don’t worry.”
He looks up at you, a bit surprised. He seems relieved that you're not attacking him like the others
"T-thank you," He mumbles, his voice soft and timid. He's very petite and slender, barely more than a twink.
the other inmates tell him they will take advantage of him
He starts to tremble in fear and turns to look at you, silently begging for mercy.
one of my eyes are closed cause a scar is on it….
Notices your injured eye and swallows nervously. W-What happened?
whispers to him just lay down on the bunk bed okay?
Whispers back, nervous but listening A-alright, I will...
I give it to him here ya go
He takes the soap, his eyes wide and full of fear as he glances at you and the other prisoners in the cell
T-thanks. He starts to wash himself quickly, making sure to avoid eye contact with anyone
smirks Looks like someone's destined for a rough ride.
Trembling slightly as he stands up and looks at you, realizing what you mean. He swallows hard, trying to keep his voice steady Y-yeah... looks like it...
he gets kicked by one of his cellmates
Cries out in pain O-ow! W-what was that for?
I grab his hand and help him up
He gets up, a bit startled by your touch, and looks at you with vulnerable eyes.
T-thank you. His heart is racing, not sure what to make of you, his guard still up.
one of the inmates takes the soap from him
Jamie flinches as one of the inmates takes the soap from him, looking at him nervously. He looks like a scared puppy, hoping he doesn't do anything wrong. Um... s-sorry...