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Started April 16, 2021 by @someone_who_occasionally_writes_

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After a solid 5-10 minutes, Majima immediately began to worry, so decided to walk out of the cell holding, where some were eating in the cafeteria. He swiveled his head towards the calling room, looking into the hard glass window on the door, only to see Jason wasn't there. He particularly remembered Jason saying he was going to come back, which suddenly turned Majima into an angered panic as he looked around the cafeteria, that gut feeling coming back to linger.

Majima ran to the courtyard outside, looking at the other Prisoners to see if Jason was anywhere. Taking his tank-top off so he didn't overheat in the mildly warm weather. Majima was absolutely livid, not only with himself but with Jason ever so slightly. He didn't know what was going on, and the fact Jason said he would be back put him into a stunted panic.

"Hey, You."

Majima snapped his head around to stare at a guard from the courtyard looking at him, the guard had his baton in hand, and he was walking towards Majima. He looked ready to hit Majima because of how Majima was acting, a few guards also scattered around looking at him.

"What do you want." Majima sneered, pissed as all living hell. He was half heaving, his hands forming fists as some of the prisoners nearby also turned to look at what was going on. He was ready to fight at any given second.

Jason bounced to and fro between consciousness and unconciousness, he was being carried somewhere, but he wasn't sure where he was. His head was pounding with an intense pain that could only be described as hell.

He opened his eyes long enough to see that he was being carried where the laundry was done. He attempted to thrash a bit, but was to weak to do so. He heard the person carrying him say something, but his hearing was too muffled to tell what it was.

Jason looked over and saw a fire alarm on the wall, in an instant, his brain flipped into what motion it was able to do in that moment. He would be killed, he knew that, but it wouldn't be conventional, it would be torturous and long. He was too weak to save himself, and Majima had no clue where he was. That and the guards were probably bought off. His only hope was to trigger the alarm.

He reached out his hand and pulled it, a brain piercing sound sent him back to the blackness.

Majima's head snapped up, the guards around him flung into a panic. The people near him also looking around. Majima had a stone-cold feeling, dark cold. 'This is Jason, isn't it.' He thought, swinging his head to the loudspeakers to listen.

"Reported Fire in: Laundry. Please move to the Courtyard immediately."

Majima's heart and head suddenly began to pound. He made a run for it, when the guards tried to stop him, he yelled at them.

"Sorry, but there's someone near Laundry I have to save."

After hearing Majima's words, a single guard decided to follow Majima into the area. After a solid minute or two, running completely shirtless, his fists still bawled, he saw a guard walking down the hallway where the alarm had been pulled. He didn't smell any smoke, but he saw a figure in the guard's arms.

"You, Stop!" Majima said, running towards him until he stood a solid 6-8 feet away, noticing Jason was in the guard's arms. He made the risky decision to jump and tackle the man, absolutely pissed.

Majima's aura was filled with total rage, his body tense, his fists quivering ever so slightly. He was prepared to take bullets for Jason right now.

Jason felt his body hit the floor and he grunted. He saw Majima tackle the guard that was taking him out and the only thing he could manage was a small smile.

"You came."

"Of Course I did, dammit." Majima snapped, after tackling the guard, he grabbed the guard by the shoulder, not caring about his life right now, and using a move he hadn't used in a while. A move that would wrap his arms around the guard's head, and sn/p his n/ck.

https://michibiku.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/08/goro-majima-3-800x445.jpg (TW: Viol/nce, N/ck Sn/pp/ng)

The guard standing behind the two was in a panic, he didn't understand what was going on, nor why Majima was attacking the Guard he didnt know. That guard didnt want to die, so he ran to get more backup. He would be back in about five to ten minutes.

"J-Jason." He suddenly focused his attention on Jason, throwing the guard in his arms against the wall, and throwing his own body on the ground near Jason, and supporting his head and chest in one of his warm arms. His other hand lay on Jason's chest to make sure he was okay.

Jason smiled as much as he could under the circumstances, "I'm fine idiot, just some chloroform."
He laughed a little bit, joking of course, but his head was pounding.
"Thank you Majima." He said, blacking out soon after.

Majima knew he was going to be in some shit with the guards for this, but hopefully that guard that was carrying Jason wasn't an actual guard. He slowly, and carefully picked up Jason, walking carefully down the hall as to not hurt Jason any more than the bruises and chemical intoxication. He soon emerged from a hallway near the cafeteria, the guards from before seeing him, and immediately taking attention to Majima.

"Prisoner, what happened?" The guards were cautious, but understanding considering that he hadn't escaped, and only went to get another prisoner. "Some guard was carrying him down a hallway into the laundry. If there is a fire, that means that was an attempt to murder him. I did not smell any smoke though, so It might've been a false alarm." Majima replied, looking at Jason with genuine care. "You'd have to ask him what really happened, because I don't know myself, but that guard is 'unconscious' in the hallway there. -He paused, looking up to the guard and then back at Jason.- Ill take him back to our cell. If some of you want to follow me because you don't trust me, go ahead."

Majima was fairly simple with his words, and after a minute of conversation between the guards, they sent two with Majima to the holding cells, while others investigated the fire and the downed 'Officer'.

Majima's mood turned to anxious worry as he walked into their cell, and laying Jason down on his bed, and sitting next to him there. His body was a mix between hot and cold, but shifting both ways. His heart was pounding, his body slightly covered in goosebumps. He hadn't killed someone in a long time, and he wasn't prepared for the chance of punishment. He wouldn't be punished if it was a call of self-defense, but in this case, Majima was just defending his friend, his best friend even. He had only known Jason for a day, but that gut feeling leads him to trust and confide in Jason as he felt Jason confided in himself.

"Im going to stay here and keep you safe, no matter what happens." He mumbled, setting his left hand on Jason's head and ruffling his hair. "It'll be okay."

Jason opened his eyes, seeing Majima, and he smiled. His head was suddenly much clearer, but still a bit foggy. He hadn't had a lot of time to really process what had happened. Flashes of the near kidnapping flooded Jason's head, and he shivered.

'I'll never be safe.'

A tear slicked down his cheek and he wiped it quickly. He attempted to sit up and make light of things.
"Well, at least I know now that I have some fans."

It was Jason's way of coping, joking. If he could make it funny, it wasn't as scary. With all the years this has almost happened to him, you'd think Jason would be used to it, but he was in prison, somewhere that was supposed to be safe. And Tony, Tony was dead.
And it was his fault.

Majima sighed, putting a hand on Jason's shoulder as he sat up, trying to get Jason to look at him.

Majima's eyes were the same color as warm coal on a fire, his hand somewhat warm itself. He slowly inched his way closer to be in front of Jason and leaned up to hug him suddenly, his body still slightly covered in goosebumps.

"I don't hug often, so just know that whatever just happened to you, Im here for ya'." Majima mumbled, his head craned over Jason's right shoulder.

Maima's emotions were mixed, very mixed. He felt anxiety for Jason's physical health, but comfort for his mental health. He was feeling all cuddly for no reason, only because he wanted to make sure Jason was okay. He had such an odd bond with this guy, it almost reminded him of the unique bond between him and Kiryu, just… Warmer.

Jason smiled and leaned into the hug a bit before pulling away. He wiped his cheek and sniffed, laying back down.
"My head is killing me." He said, unsure how to take the feelings he was feeling. Something warm and sticky flooded his chest. He wasn't sure before what it was, but he had connected the dots a little bit, and the thought scared him.

He looked at the man that had protected him when no one else would, and he, for the first time in a long while, felt safe.

Majima got back over and sat on the edge of Jason's bed, setting his hands at his sides and stretching out his legs.

"You alright..?" Majima asked, looking at Jason in his eyes again, also looking his forehead and chest over to make sure he was okay physically. He was overall just over-worried and scared sick for the guy. "Are you cold?"

Majima seemed to be acting more 'fluffy' than usual, his body heat generally warm and comforting, guided with his overall just protective carefulness that leads him to be so open with Jason in that exact moment.

"Yeah I am a little bit, but I'll be fine. Why hasn't the guard come yet? They've been infiltrated, this might happen again and next time, next time you-you might not be there and I'll die." Jason sat upright in his bed and looked around nervously, "I wonder who is listening right now as we speak."

Jason's paranoia suddenly became a lot worse. He was used to being followed, used to being attacked, but he always had something to fight back. Here, he was defensless.