daisy

Seth shook his head as he let out a rare lighthearted laugh upon seeing the pout on Daisy's face, silently complaining about having to go with him.

"Stop pouting, little kitten," he said, rubbing her side as they walked.

"Do I have to go with you? O-Owen was going to teach me how to play chess." She whined with pleading eyes directed at him.

They were going to the prison gym and quite frankly, Daisy was terrified. A gym in general was the last place she ever wanted to be, let alone a testosterone enclosed room with sweaty prisoners. But unfortunately, her boyfriend was adamant in keeping her close to him at all times.

"I have to work for this body that you love so much." He smirked, winking at her.

Heat rushed to her cheeks knowing that her appreciation for his perfectly sculptured body wasn't as subtle as she thought. "I don't love it." she mumbled weakly.

Thankfully, he let the topic go when they arrived at the gym, probably in fear of her finally breaking to pieces with all the embarrassment he subjects her to. A person can only take so much.

Eyes followed the couple as soon as they entered the room, all pausing their actions just to gawk at them. The room wasn't a particularly large one with the amount of people and equipment all cramped together. A musky scent of sweat made Daisy wrinkle her nose in disgust while she hid her face in Seth's arm, attempting to feel less exposed.

It was only after Seth glared at the silent room that people carried on with their activities and averted their eyes from them.

A few prison officers stood by the walls but their wary looks at her boyfriend didn't make her feel any safer.

Seth led her to a small rusted bench in the corner of the room and gestured for her to sit, which she did. "You stay here and keep your eyes on your little book. I'll be right over here. Okay, angel?" He asked caressing her cheek with his finger was a gentle expression, much to shock of some of the prisoners that failed to mind their own business.

Too afraid to speak, she quickly nodded her head and opened her book with shaky hands. She heard him sigh, which was followed by a loving kiss on her head. "You'll be okay." He assured for the last time before going to lift weights .

Daisy chanted his words in her head like a mantra, unable to focus on her book at all. Despite having gotten used to being surrounded by dangerous criminals and knowing that many of them were actually not as bad as she once thought, the odd threatening looks some still gave her caused fear to return to her all over again.

She breathed slowly out of her mouth and closed her eyes tightly to calm her frantically beating heart. Usually Seth would be right by her side to comfort her with just his presence but he was otherwise preoccupied.

Since meeting him, they hardly had any time apart unless he had important and very suspicious meetings with other prisoners or prison officers. She wondered what he had been doing before she was there and figured he was most likely spending his time in the gym.

Daisy felt extremely guilty to disrupt the normal routine that he was use to for four years so she forced herself sit through the next half an hour.

Just after a few minutes however, Seth strode over to her with a murderous look in his eyes and held his hand out to pull her to her feet with surprisingly gentle actions. His hand went around her waist when her legs wobbled with nerves.

When she quietly asked him what was wrong, his possessive hold tightened around her while she desperately sought comfort in him after the anxiety she felt just moments before. She nudged him for an answer as the silence lengthened.

"They were staring at you." He growled through gritted teeth and then grumbled more quietly, "and you also looked terrified."

"Thank you for looking after me, Seth." Daisy smiled appreciatively at him and stood on her tip toes to kiss his clenched jaw. "You r-really don't have to worry so much. You'll die early."

His lips quirked up in amusement as she looked down at her white trainers and fiddled with her fingers shyly. "I'm sure there are plenty of other things that will kill me before stress does."

She hummed in agreement. "It's a good thing you quit smoking," she mused, before adding with a guilt heavy voice, "s-sorry you didn't get to have your gym time."

Keeping a hand on her lower back, which effectively made her skin heat up a little as his thumb rubbed repetitive circles, he noticeably relaxed since leaving the prison gym. "Well now I've got you, I don't really need to go anymore. You'd still like me with a pot belly, right?" He nudged her teasingly as they both looked down at the area of his top that concealed his abs.

Daisy pouted and mumbled, "I guess so."

He rolled his eyes at her playful smile but nonetheless kissed the top of her head as they headed inside the cell she weirdly called her home.

She watched him curiously when he got a thin blanket and laid it on the ground. Despite neither of them cleaning the concrete floor as regularly as they were expected to, it was definitely better than Owen's cell. It wouldn't have surprised her if Seth had someone clean their cell for them.

"Lie down." Her boyfriend said.

Daisy looked at him in confusion but just decided to do as he said and laid on the blanket he set down for her. She played with her thumbs as her eyes wandered around the ceiling, waiting for further instructions.

But then her view was obstructed by Seth carefully laying over her, holding him self up with the hands he placed on the ground on either side of her head. She sucked in a breath at his unexpected actions. "W-what are you d-doing?" She questioned, stuttering as she spoke with pink tinting her cheeks and the tips of her ears.

"Working out." He smirked and then proceeded to casually do push ups over her, pecking her lips each time he went down. Daisy giggled as he did so while pausing to pout her lips for a kiss, eagerly lapping up the affection.

"Silly," she laughed childishly whilst his muscles caged her in place. If he wasn't kissing her, she was sure she would've been completely distracted by his arms as his veins became visible under his tattooed skin every time they tensed. There was something else pressing into her leg that was also very distracting but she chose not to focus on that.

He kissed the tip of her nose, unfortunately causing to hold her breath and desperately hope she wouldn't sneeze on him. "I don't see you complaining, Angel," Seth said in a deeper than usual and huskier than usual voice as he looked down at her thighs that were very noticeably rubbing together.

Humiliation flooded her immensely, leading to the rest of the time being in silence. As weirdly as it sounded, she just stared into his blue-green eyes, not even realising how creepy it would be. All Daisy was aware of was the adoration that shone clearly through the way he looked at her back. A simple look had her in awe, much more than any affectionate action could.

Most of the time, Seth wasn't conscious of the doting expression he'd give her yet a burning warmth would erupt in her chest every single time. She would never doubt his feelings for her because they were as clear as day for everyone to see, whether deliberate or not.

And she really loved him because of it.

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After waking up from a short nap and seeing that Seth had placed her in their bed with a cocoon of blankets wrapped around her, she found him reading her book and looking extremely attractive as he did so.

Unfortunately, it was a crime story and he ended up ranting about his annoyance with the leading character. Clearly he had some experience in crime.

They were now asking each other questions. Getting to know each other while cuddling in the freezing cell was basically the only way to past the time that appeared to expand every day.

"When's your birthday?" Daisy asked the question that seemed to be a overdue considering they have known each other for months now.

He brushed away the wispy baby hairs that were irritating her face, before saying, "28th of July. What about you?"

The girl frowned as she tried to remember what day it was. "It's already gone past," she said sadly, recalling that she was imprisoned at the beginning of August. "What did you do for it?"

A piece of her heart broke when he laughed as if it were the most ridiculous question she could've asked. "Nothing." He stopped laughing when he saw the sorry look she gave him. "Don't look too sad. I got you for a birthday present."

She blushed and slowly nodded. "I wish I could've gotten you something b-better."

"There's nothing better in my opinion." He stated, giving her a look that told her not to argue with him.

Daisy broke eye contact and curled herself into his chest with her head tucked under his chin. "My birthday is the 14th of February," she told him.

"Valentine's day. Very fitting." He commented.

"How?"

"Well, you're just a little love bug aren't you. My angel is such a cutie." He said as he tickled her side, which was followed by her squirming off his lap as she laughed at the torture. Though her time away from him was only brief as he pulled her back to him non too gently. Luckily, her Seth was a comfy person and he cushioned her fall.

"I'm so excited for Christmas!" Daisy squealed with a sudden burst of excitement. She gazed out of the small barred window and saw snow falling from the sky as it had been doing continuously for days now.

After Seth heard her story about snow days at home, he stole some cups from the canteen and balanced them on a ledge outside of their window. A few days later when she was extremely depressed about being cooped inside, he surprised her with three cups full to the brim of fluffy white snow. It was a little bit of the outside brought into their miserable grey room.

That was the reason they had a partially melted snowman on the edge of their window.

"They don't really do anything here y'know. Just some carol music instead of the classical sh*t they put on now." He said tiredly, laying down with his arm over his eyes.

"Let's do something then. W-we can decorate the cell. Oh please can we decorate the cell?" Daisy asked, getting more and more excited with the idea as she straddled him and patted her hands on his chest as if it were a drum.

He grabbed her wrists with his eyes still closed. She thought he had fallen asleep until he said, "you can decorate the cell. I'll take a nap."

Delighted, she immediately got off and went to the little desk where she stashed the coloured paper and pens she took from the common room, which of course she asked a prison officer before taking. Ideas flowed in her head as she felt more and more ready to turn the drab room into a magical winter wonderland fit for a Santa's grotto.

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"I can't believe you made Christmas cards." Seth grumbled in her ear while they walked to the canteen for dinner.

It seemed that her boyfriend couldn't believe anything that happened after he woke up with paper chains and paper snowflakes hanging from the ceiling. Their room wasn't very high as well so Seth was made to bend his neck to avoid the decorations she created. He had obviously learnt his lesson after seeing her teary eyes when he walked into a snowflake chain and broke it in pieces.

With the limited space she had to decorate, the decorations didn't take as long as she thought and because Seth was still asleep while the creative juices were still flowing in her brain, Daisy decided to make some Christmas cards for her friends. They were flimsy and poorly designed but thought that it was better than nothing.

Daisy only grinned at Seth's grumpiness as she clutched tightly onto her cards with both hands. She felt both excited and nervous, knowing that her art skills were nothing to be proud of.

"I'm sure they'll love them." Seth said encouragingly when he saw her look at the cards for the tenth time since leaving the cell.

"I h-hope so." She whispered.

They lined up for their meal as usual and as soon as Daisy reached Mrs. Patel, she shoved the card in front of her and over the boiling hot carrot and sweet potato soup. "I-it's from Seth too." She added, ignoring Seth's scoff.

The dinner lady's eyes widened in surprise and confusion before she cautiously took the folded piece of paper. Once her eyes landed on the green Christmas tree, her face melted as she awed. "Oh goodness, this is beautiful. Thank you so much, pet. Here, have extra soup. Oh you're such a sweetheart." She gushed, pouring the soup into her and Seth's bowl. The lady seemed to get more emotional as she looked at the girl while she dabbed her eye with the bottom of her apron.

Daisy smiled bashfully and waved goodbye. Now she definitely didn't regret making her cards, especially if all the reactions were going to be similar to Mrs Patel's.

The couple walked to their table with a tray full of food and a pile of cards still left to give out. Nate and Levi were already eating their meal when two cards were thrown in front of their trays and a grinning brunette sat next to them with an expectant look on her face.

"What's this, cutie?" Levi asked with a raised eyebrow.

"C-Christmas card." She smiled sheepishly.

"Thanks," Nate said, smiling slightly while he read the words she wrote in the card.

"I meant what's this thing you've drawn."

"Don't be so f*cking rude." Seth snapped beside her.

She looked at the brown blob with antlers on the paper he held. "R-Rudolph," she admitted. The doubt in her own words was obvious.

"It's sh*t," Levi said but as soon as Seth went to stand up with the intention to hurt his friend, he quickly added, "but it's beautiful and I love it. Thanks so much, cutie."

Daisy quietly responded with an embarrassed, "you're welcome." She placed a gentle hand on Seth's tense arm in hopes that he would relax, which he did when he saw her give him a genuinely happy smile.

"I think mine's great." Nate commented.

"Yours is two circles and a smiley face." Levi looked at the snowman card, before tossing it away from him and shouted, "hey! Why does he get a kiss in his card?"

Seth's head snapped to hers with a glare. "Why are there kisses in the cards?" He growled lowly.

"It's a British thing?" She responded with a meek smile.

He huffed childishly and murmured, "your kisses should only be for me."

Daisy laughed nervously at the look Nate and Levi gave their boss. "Oh look, there's Dave. I'll be back." She kissed Seth's cheek and speed walked to the prison officer before he could stop her.

Dave graciously took his card, saying that he would hug her if he could as he too got a little emotional over the small paper. She also had to give him two other cards for both the Governor and the blonde haired prison officer.

She found that the Governor was really friendly and genuinely cared about the prisoners. Every month, she'd be sent to his office to talk about her time in the prison and if there was anything that he could do to help. She thought he deserved a card and made sure to give him the one with Santa drawn on the front labeled with 'Governor'. Daisy thought it was funny.

Despite having spent some break times standing with the blonde haired prison officer, she didn't know his name. They never talked but when neither Seth nor her friends or Dave were there to protect her, the guard's presence offered some comfort in a room full of criminals.

She returned to the table after feeling Seth's gaze burning into her back throughout the conversation. He wasn't happy but with the smile plastered on her face, he let it go and kissed her softly on the lips.

They finished their food with a pleasant aura surrounding the table. Although, Daisy hadn't forgotten about the cards she had left. She found Owen in the common room and though he was nervous with Seth by her side, he didn't run away immediately. He instead awkwardly took the card from her with a shocked thanks.

"Happy now?" Seth asked as she settled herself on his lap, feeling exhausted from the day they had.

She yawned and nodded her head. "I've still got one more to give." Daisy gave him the last card she took the most time in decorating. It really tested her art skills but she hoped he would appreciate the effort. "This is for you," she whispered, laying her head on his chest.

"You didn't have to make me one, Angel." He said in astonishment as he gently touched the small pieces of paper she glued on to look like snowflakes. "I don't deserve you."

"Read it," she mumbled into his chest.

"Dear Seth, I hope you have a wonderful Christmas (especially with me). Lots of love, from your angel (Daisy). P.S. I'm really glad you're my boyfriend. XOX"

She turned a shade of red when he read it out loud but was too tired to care. Daisy faintly felt arms holding her close to a warm body and a pair of lips kissing her fingers and the top of her head. The last thing she did with her remaining energy was whisper, "I really mean it," before falling into a comfortable state of unconscious in the arms of the only person she loved.

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