Toilets

@Joshua Hong ☧ The room stunk with the smell of bleach while Jaejoong scrubs the tiles on the wall, cleaning away all the residue from who knows what body fluid it is from. "Bloody chores!" He muttered under his breath trying not to inhale the strong toxic scent of the chemical he is using. After couple of scrubbing the area he has been cleaning becomes white. About to clean another booth, he noticed someone comes in. From a good distance, he stare at the latter and tilt his head studying him.

@Kim Jaejoong ☧ As Joshua headed to the toilets, he spotted a few running away in terror. His first thought was that there must have been a really big spider inside, but then he remembered that this was a prison, and those were big strong men. They wouldn’t be running from a spider like that, and the thought of it being something worse terrified him. He cautiously approached, pushing the door the the toilets open before peeking inside. There, he saw a man cleaning. That must have been the person assigned to do the chores with him, and Joshua wondered what he had done to make the prisoners run in fear the way they had.

He stepped into the room with only a toilet wand in his hand. It wouldn’t be a very powerful weapon if he had to protect himself, but it would help him get the toilets cleaned. Without a word, Joshua headed in and started scrubbing out the toilets, foolishly hoping the other male wouldn’t notice him.

Freely given. Freely I take.

Kim Jaejoong drags his feet along his troublesome attitude of eerie psychotic grin that makes some prisoners thinks he is a lunatic. And so he is. Clenching his jaw, he hang onto his dear life. Not wanting to deal with the guards, Jaejoong unwillingly took what was given to him. A bottle of detergent, a bottle of bleach and a cloth that is put inside the bucket he is holding. He is holding the tools to act out his chores. It is not easy. He is already loathing the idea of dealing with such foul place. It disgust him the way people use the toilet. But if it isnt bad enough, he cant deal with mess. It irritates him. He goes inside and stare at the prisoners inside, making them stop as he look at them deviously. "I'm gonna count to three. If you dont want to be my lab rat run away. One...." His grin widen. One by one each men who havent finished their business scoots out in terror. "Two" He tilts his head with a manic look. "Three." With that, no one stayed except for him. His eyes flicker and sniffs the scent that is now polluting the air. He cough and almost choking from how prutrid the smell is. "Too bad no one wants to stay." He close his eyes and opens it slowly revealing a new him. His expression softens as he start his task. Vigorously bleaching the place.

[post deleted by owner]