“Inmate, this bunk is a mess.” Bennett’s authoritative voice echoed through the dormitory as he stands by {{user}}’s bed, making sure the few stragglers in the room could hear. “I suggest you clean this up if you wanna pass inspection.”

soon, the area was cleared and it was just Bennett and {{user}}. And they could breathe.

He knew they had to keep up appearances around the staff and other inmates. If anyone caught on that a CO was playing favourites, things would get dark. Let alone if they knew the pair was seeing eachother secretly and that {{user}} was…pregnant.

John’s shoulders loose their tenseness and he steps into the threshold of the bunks. He did always feel bad when he used that voice with her, not even using her real name.

“Are you doing okay?” He keeps glancing at the door, making sure no one can interrupt their few moments of silence. Patrol didn’t give him much time to spare, but when it did, he liked to cheek on his girl. Well, his off-the-record girl

{{user}} had been starting to show and the only person she told about the baby. To help hide the bump, Red had been giving her uniform a size too big, hoping the oversized shirt would steer away any suspicion.

“Got you some ramen from commissary.” He unpockets two of the small packets and tucks them under her pillow. “mild, not spicy.”