San's POV

Ok, so I know leaving with Yeosang without telling anyone wasn't a good idea but honestly, most of the other's are pissing me off. The amount of times that Jongho has lost his temper and upset Wooyoung, whether he shows it or not, is too many to count. I've told Hongjoong and Seonghwa to deal with the Maknae and find a way to get his temper under control, but they haven't. I'm sick of the arguing and yelling, so I wanna be petty and let them worry. I know, asshole move on my behalf, but I don't really care at the moment.

"Should we go inside," Yeosang asked quietly.

"Yeah, just let me do the talking cos they'll be pretty pissed," I nodded. I could tell Yeosang was anxious, as he was gnawing on his lip, but I know he won't end up getting in too much trouble because I'll take the full blame. I squeezed his hand one last time before letting it go and walking inside with him. Everyone was sitting in the living room, including Youngjay and Joonwon who had obviously been called. Wooyoung was on the couch, leaning back and looking unbothered. Classic Wooyoung, he probably knows that I will be fine. Mingi and Yunho were next to him, Yunho's arm around Mingi's shoulder as the younger looked worried. Jongho was leaning back against the bench and was looking down at the floor with a dark expression. Hongjoong looked nervous as he was watching a pacing and crying Seonghwa. Ok, I do feel a bit bad that he's crying. Youngjay and Joonwon were just watching.

"You should be doing more! He is practically our child. You sho-."

"Hyung," I said quickly, interrupting Seonghwa's rant. Everyone's head snapped towards the two of us. Seonghwa's eyes went wide and he sobbed, rushing over and hugging me tightly.

"Oh my god. Baby, you scared me so much," he said, holding me almost painfully tight.

"I'm fine Hyung, we just went for a walk," I squeezed out.

"Are you kidding me? You're gone for an hour without telling anyone and all you have to say is you went for a walk," Hongjoong said. Seonghwa kissed the top of my head before stepping back and wiping his eyes as Hongjoong walked over.

"Yeah. We got ice-cream," I shrugged.

"You sho-."

"Shut up Jongho, I don't want to talk to you," I said immediately. He looked stunned but he stepped back and stayed quiet.

"Don't be rude to him Sannie," Hongjoong said, making me scoff and roll my eyes.

"What has gotten into you San? You're not usually like this," Seonghwa said quietly.

"Yeah, cos I don't ever complain. You guys were arguing so Yeosang and I went to get ice-cream," I said.

"How did you even get out," Mingi asked. I glanced over at Yunho, not sure if I should say something because I don't want to throw him under the bus.

"They went out through my window," Yunho said.

"They what!? This whole time you knew where they were," Hongjoong said angrily.

"San gave a valid reason," Yunho shrugged.

"You've got to be kidding. Yeosang isn't allowed to leave and you just let him. For all we know, San could've had an episode an-."

"I DID HAVE ONE," I yelled, sick of not speaking up. I am about to go full rage on their asses.

"I HAD ONE, AGAIN," I said angrily. The other's looked shocked at my outburst and Hongjoong went to reply but I didn't let him.

"DO YOU THINK I ENJOY IT? HUH? DO YOU THINK I LIKE REMEMBERING MY FATHER BEATING ME, OR BURNING ME? DO YOU THINK I LIKE THAT," I screamed, clenching my fists closed.

"Of course not Sannie," Seonghwa said softly.

"Because I don't. I hate it. It hurts. Every time I have to remember it, it hurts. And none of you guys give a shit. You think just because I get all cute and cuddly that everything is ok," I said, fighting back tears. I don't want to cry in front of them, that's not going to prove my point.

"San, none of us think like that. We just want to look after you. We never bring anything up because we don't want to upset you," Wooyoung said.

"You aren't the problem Wooyoung," I said quietly, glancing at him quickly.

"Who is the problem then," Hongjoong asked.

"YOU ARE," I yelled. Hongjoong looked shocked and his eyes went wide.

"M-Me? What did I do," he asked.

"Not just you. Jongho and Hwa as well. The point is, you do nothing," I said sadly, not finding it in me to continue yelling.

"Baby, I don't understand," Seonghwa said softly.

"Wooyoung did nothing wrong today, and yet he got yelled at. From the maknae of all people," I said bitterly.

"It's ok San," Wooyoung said quietly. He may have said that, but I could tell from his expression that he was still upset about it.

"No. It's not. Do you know how many times you've upset Youngie, Jongho? He doesn't always show it, but your words hurt him a lot. And for some reason, it's always him copping the backend of your temper," I said, turning towards Jongho. He glanced over at Wooyoung before looking down.

"And you two. You're supposed to be teaching him, helping him. Or at least protecting Youngie. You're the Hyungs, you're supposed to make sure everyone's happy. Every time they argue, it doesn't just affect them. I am sick of having to relive everything because my messed up brain locks down whenever there's yelling," I said quietly. Before I could stop myself, the tears overflowed and begun to trail down my cheeks.

"Sannie," Seonghwa said quietly, stepping closer towards me. I quickly stepped back, ducking away from his outstretched hand. I saw his face crumple but I didn't back down.

"You guys can get angry at me all you want for leaving, but it was my decision. I dragged Sangie along so don't blame him," I said firmly, glaring as best as I could while tears were still falling down my face.

"Sannie, we're not blaming anyone for anything. You haven't done anything wrong darling. Hyung is sorry ok. Hyung is sorry that I couldn't tell how much you were hurting and that I didn't make you feel comfortable enough to tell me," Hongjoong said softly. My face scrunched up slightly as I tried to stop myself from sobbing and jumping into his arms. I can't give in that easy, no matter how much I want to.

"I'm sorry as well Sannie. I should've tried to look after you better. At least brought you away from the room so you wouldn't get scared or upset," Seonghwa said softly. That would've been nice. I sniffled, and finally let out a sob, shaking my head and trying to wipe the tears from my eyes.

"Sannie, do you want a hug," Wooyoung asked me. Yes, I would very much like a hug. I turned around to look at Yeosang who had been quiet this entire time. I whimpered and he looked over at me, raising an eyebrow before nodding and opening his arms. I immediately rushed forwards and went to go into them but I was tugged harshly back from behind by an invisible force.

"HYUNG," I screamed angrily, looking at Hongjoong as I sobbed.

"Sannie what the hell. Why would you do that," Mingi said quickly. I whimpered and tried to move but Hongjoong still had a lock on me.

"You could've gotten hurt," Hongjoong said. Before I could yell at him to let me go, Yeosang rushed forwards and grabbed Hongjoong's wrist, pulling it back. Hongjoong yelped and flinched back, but I know it didn't hurt, he just expected to. I immediately held out my arms and allowed Yeosang to pick me up, wrapping my legs around his waist and hands around his neck. He held me tightly and I sobbed into his neck, feeling exhausted from all the anger and yelling I did. He held me tightly and allowed me to bury my head in his neck as he rubbed my back soothingly.

"I've got you Sannie, it's ok," he whispered. I let out a small sigh, relaxing in his hold and letting my mind go slightly blank.

Yeosang's POV

I knew the other's were shocked and completely confused but right now I was more worried about the boy in my arms. I don't really understand what's going on in his head right now but I can tell he isn't in the right state of mind.

"You with me Sannie," I asked quietly. He hummed slightly and nuzzled further into my neck.

"He's nonverbal right now, he won't reply." I looked up to see Seonghwa walking over quietly.

"He get's like this sometimes when he's overwhelmed, it's his way of coping," he said softly.

"Yeah, I've noticed," I replied with a nod.

"Can you take him to your room for me please. Just cuddle with him and keep him comfortable. I think the rest of us need to have a bit of a talk," he told me. I nodded and carried San away from the room, taking him into my bedroom. I closed the door behind us with my foot and carried him over to my bed, laying down and keeping him in my arms. He snuggled down in my hold and I cuddled closer to him as well. I can't believe I can actually do this. I can hug him and cuddle with him, as well as the other's, and there's no risk of them getting hurt. It's so surreal.

"Sannie," I whispered. He hummed and moved back slightly, looking up at me with wide and glossy eyes.

"I'm really glad I met you," I whispered. His face broke out into a grin and he leaned forwards, kissing my cheek softly. I grabbed the covers from underneath us and maneuverered around so that the blankets were pulled over us and we were both laying down. My head was on the pillow and San's head was on my chest, our arms around each other's waist.

"Get some sleep alright," I said quietly. He nodded into my chest and tightened his grip around my waist. There will be a lot to talk about tomorrow, but for now, sleep. I let my eyes slip closed and slowly drifted off with the younger boy in my arms.

~~~~~

This is going to be an interesting conversation to have. I hope someone wrote down some notes or a plan of what to talk about, or else this will be all over the place. We were all currently sitting on the dining table, all 8 of us together as Hongjoong had woken everyone in the morning and said we need to have some discussions. On one side of the table was me, then San, then Wooyoung. The other side was Yunho, Mingi and Jongho and the two eldest were on the ends of the table.

"So, are we just gonna sit here and look at each other, or are we gonna actually you know, have a conversation," Jongho asked. I noticed San glare at him but he didn't say anything, choosing to remain quiet. Hongjoong cleared his throat, gaining everyone's attention.

"I think we'd all agree that we need to have a talk, given the events of yesterday," he said. Everyone mumbled in agreement.

"We're going have a civil discussion and everyone will be allowed to input their opinion and we will not argue with each other. Everyone's opinion matters," Seonghwa said sternly.

"What are we starting off with," Yunho asked.

"We're starting with Wooyoung and Jongho," Hongjoong said.

"We're starting with Jongho," San said.

"San," Hongjoong scolded.

"No, Wooyoung did nothing wrong. Jongho ble-."

"Sannie. San, it's ok," Wooyoung cut in quickly, grabbing the pink haired boys hand.

"As I was saying. Jongho and Wooyoung, you need to talk it out. We need to start with Jongho apologizing because while San was being rude, I do agree that Wooyoung didn't warrant your words," Hongjoong said.

"I'm sorry Hyung, I didn't mean to upset you. I know I shouldn't have said those things and I don't know why I did. It was so stupid and I regretted it the minute I said it. And it pained me that I made you cry. I am so, so sorry. I was just, I was worried and then I dunno I got angry and I took it out on you. You don't mess everything up, and you didn't mess anything up," Jongho said quickly. I mean, he really did look upset and sorry. In fact, he almost looked like he was about to cry. Wooyoung reached his hand across the table and Jongho immediately grabbed it and held it tightly.

"I know you're sorry, and I know you didn't mean it. But Jongho, it hurts, a lot. When you say stuff like that, I feel like shit and I really hate it," Wooyoung said.

"I know. I'm trying to stop but it's hard. I just don't know why I can't stop myself," Jongho said, a few tears falling down his face.

"It's in your DNA Jongho," Seonghwa said.

"What do you mean," Jongho asked in confusion.

"It's kind of like with me. I heal people, and with that, I always want everything tidy and everyone healthy. I can't help it, it's just what comes with my ability. With you, you have the strength but you've also got that added anger and aggression," Seonghwa explained. I guess that makes sense. Certain powers, influence different personalities and attributes sometimes.

"We don't completely blame you, however we do have to ask that you try to get better at holding it in. I know it hurts you to upset the other's that much so we need to work on this," Hongjoong said.

"I'll try harder Hyung, I promise. I'll go to Jihoon and see if he can help me a bit as well," Jongho said firmly.

"Good, I'm happy to hear that," Hongjoong replied.

"Is there anything else anyone would like to input on this subject," he added. I jumped slightly when an arm snake around mine and a head was rested on my shoulder. I leant my head to the side, resting it on top of San's and slipping my hand into his.

"Ok, now what th-."

"Later Mingi, we aren't up to that yet," Seonghwa interrupted.

"Can I just say something," Yunho asked quietly.

"Of course, this is an open conversation," Hongjoong nodded.

"Now, I don't mean to make you feel worse Jongho, but you need to know. Wooyoung will never tell you how much it hurts him, but it does, a lot. Every time you say something that rude, you make him second guess himself and wonder if he really is what you say," Yunho said. The table was silent for a few seconds before there was a screeching from a chair and Jongho was hurrying over to Wooyoung. Wooyoung chuckled and pulled his seat out, opening his arms and allowing Jongho to hug him tightly.

"I love you Hyung. I love you so much, you're my big brother and you always know what to do to make me feel better. I appreciate you so much and nothing I ever say will change that. I am so sorry," he said, holding him tightly.

"I love you too Jjongie. I always will, no matter what you say to me," Wooyoung whispered, kissing the side of Jongho's head.

"Do you wanna sit in my lap Youngie," Jongho asked. Wooyoung immediately grinned and nodded, standing and allowing Jongho to sit down before sitting back in his lap.

"Is there anything else anyone would like to say on this matter? San," Hongjoong asked. San huffed and turned his head away from them.

"Come on Sannie. If this talk is going to work, everyone needs to participate properly," Wooyoung said. San sighed and sat back up, moving away from me.

"I love Jongho, a lot. He's like my little brother. I also love Wooyoung, he's basically my soulmate. I just don't like seeing him sad, especially when it's one of us who caused it. We're supposed to protect each other, not tear us down," San said.

"I understand Hyung. I'm sorry for what happened. And for upsetting you and giving you a flashback. I shouldn't have been so loud," Jongho said softly.

"It's ok," San said quietly.

"Good. On to our next conversation. San, Yeosang. Leaving like that without telling everyone was a really silly thing to-."

"I was scared," San said cutting him off. I saw Hongjoong's face scrunch up slightly before he smoothed out his features.

"Why were you scared Sannie. You usually get a little bit upset and have flashbacks, but you don't ever get scared of us," Hongjoong said. I looked over at San to see him looking down, seeming sad.

"It's more than just a bit," San said, sounding choked up.

"It upsets me a lot and I'm always scared. I just know you guys are safe and would never hurt me, so I don't show it as much," he added.

"Baby, please come here," Seonghwa said softly. San looked up and immediately stood, hurrying over to Seonghwa. The eldest pulled him onto his lap and hugged him tightly, rocking him from side to side.

"It's ok baby, you're allowed to be scared. I just wish you would tell us these things, so that we could help you," Seonghwa whispered. San sobbed and nodded his head, clinging to him tightly.

"How did you guys get outside though. I know Yunho said you went through his window but what about Yeosang. And how come you were with each other in the first place, Yeosang said he hadn't seen you," Hongjoong said.

"I hadn't. I only just found out that he can turn himself invisible, I never knew that for some reason. He snuck into my room just before you came, but I didn't realise it was him. I heard him crying a little while after and figured it out," I explained.

"He helped calm me down and then I told him we were gonna get some ice-cream. He was sceptical at first but I convinced him to, none of this is his fault," San said quickly, moving his head to look at Hongjoong but not leaving Seonghwa's lap.

"No one is getting in trouble for anything Sannie. That's not what this is," Hongjoong said immediately.

"Was everything ok when you went out? Nothing happened," he asked.

"It was fine. We got ice-cream, went for a walk, talked, figure out Sangie's ability, cried and came home," San listed. Everyone was silent and I looked around to see everyone either staring at San, or staring at me.

"Please tell me we're actually going to address this now," Mingi said quickly.

"I think that would be best," Seonghwa nodded.

"You said you figured out Yeosang's ability. What do you mean," Hongjoong asked. San glanced at me and I fiddled with my hands nervously. San immediately got up from Seonghwa's lap and walked over, standing behind me and wrapping me up in a hug from behind.

"Touching Yeosang doesn't cause pain. It never has. The pain is caused if he touches our skin, with his bare hands. With gloves on, he won't even hurt a fly," San said. Hearing him say it again, made my eyes well up and my hands shake slightly. I still can't believe it. I've lost so much, all because my parents didn't love me enough to look after me. There was the sound of scraping and then padded footsteps before arms wrapped around me, one's that have never embraced me before. I immediately lunged forwards and latched onto them, wrapping my arms around him tightly.

"I've got you, it's ok," Hongjoong whispered.

"M-My parents," I whimpered.

"I know. They are absolute assholes and they never deserved you Sangie," he said.

"S-Seven years," I sobbed, thinking about all the isolation and pain I went through thinking I would hurt everyone.

"I know baby," he whispered, kissing the side of my head. I tried to move closer to him, but I tripped and we fell to the floor.

"S-Sorry," I apologized quickly.

"Don't worry, I'm fine," he said, scooping me up into his lap.

"Can we all hug him now? I've been wanting to hug him for two weeks now and if it's free reign, I am in," I heard Wooyoung say. More hugs? From the other's?

"You ok with that," Hongjoong asked me softly. Ok with it?

"Please, please Hyung," I whimpered, sitting up slightly to look at the other's.

"Mingi, make sure you don't accidentally mute him, but come here guys," Hongjoong said. I immediately felt many different arms wrap around me, blanketing me in a warm hug, a loving hug. A loving hug. This is a loving hug. A big, warm, loving hug. When's the last time I've had one of those? Even before I hurt Kyungsoo, my parents never really hugged me like this. This, this is really nice.

"Yeo, can you look at me." I sniffled and looked to the side to see Wooyoung watching me with a soft look. He lifted his hand and cupped my cheek, brushing my hair back.

"I promised yesterday that I would do this," he whispered. I frowned in confusion, not understanding what he meant. He surprised me by leaning forwards and kissing just beside my eye, right where my birthmark. Only he didn't stop, he continued to kiss it multiple times until I lost count.

"Beautiful," he whispered. Why do they have to make me cry so much? I moved my arms from around Hongjoong and wrapped them around Wooyoung, hugging him tightly. I felt a hand running through my hair and I automatically leant back into it, letting my eyes slip closed.

"He's so touch-starved," Jongho whispered. I opened my eye again, glancing at him as he continued to run his fingers through my hair.

"Yeah, he is," Seonghwa said quietly. Another hand was placed on the back of my neck and my eyes flashed over to see Yunho smiling warmly at me. All seven of them were gathered around me, on the floor of the dining room, but no one seemed to care. I don't want to stop this, but I also don't want to keep everyone sitting on the dirty floor. Maybe there could be a different way.

"H-Hyung," I sniffled. Both Hongjoong and Seonghwa immediately looked over at me.

"Yeah, what's wrong," Hongjoong asked quickly.

"I, I w-wanna hug. But, the um, the floor," I said nervously, gesturing to the ground and not knowing how to explain what I meant.

"You don't want to hug on the floor," he questioned and I immediately nodded.

"True, it's rather dirty. Let's move this elsewhere, maybe the loungeroom," he said.

"How about we have a cuddle pile and get some more sleep. I know everyone hasn't been sleeping very well and some extra sleep will be well welcomed. We'll move the couches out of the way and set up some mattresses. Mingi, Yunho, Wooyoung and Jongho, grab your mattresses and bring them out to the loungeroom," Seonghwa said. Everyone nodded and quickly got to work, Wooyoung moving me into Seonghwa's arms. The four mentioned left the room and Seonghwa stood, bringing me up with him as he kept his arms around me. I cuddled closer into his arms, nuzzling my head into his shoulder.

"Sannie." I turned my head to the side slightly, glancing to see Hongjoong with his hand on San's shoulder and his forehead resting on the youngers softly.

"I'm sorry for yelling earlier, and getting angry. I didn't understand how you were feeling and I should have tried harder to help you," Hongjoong whispered.

"It's ok Hongjoong. I know you try your best, you can't be expected to fix everything. I should have told you," San replied.

"It's not ok San, but I'm glad we've figured it out. You come to me if you ever need something, alright baby," Hongjoong whispered again. San nodded and Hongjoong gently placed a kiss to his forehead before wrapping him into a gentle hug. It was a sweet moment and I found myself smiling slightly into Seonghwa's shoulder.

"Come on you weaklings, they aren't even that heavy. Get a move on," Jongho said as he walked into the room, easily carrying his mattress.

"Not everyone has super strength you arrogant asshole," Wooyoung huffed as he dragged his mattress into the room, seeming to be struggling. I was worried they may be arguing again but Jongho just giggled and grabbed Wooyoung's mattress with his other hand, continuing to walk effortlessly.

"Come on, let's go get ready to lie down," Seonghwa said. He guided me into the loungeroom where the two mattresses were now laid out, Yunho and Mingi coming in with another two. They quickly placed them all together and Wooyoung flopped down on top of them, stretching out.

"Come on guys, join in," he said with a grin. There was hurried footsteps and then San was suddenly launching himself on top of Wooyoung who didn't even flinch, instead he wrapped San up in his arms. I glanced up at Seonghwa who gave me a soft smile and nodded, moving his arms away from me. I quickly dropped to my knees and crawled over beside them, being immediately pulled between the two.

"Hongjoong, hurry up and join us," Mingi yelled out as everyone began piling onto the mattresses. Mingi clung to San, Yunho hugging Mingi, while Jongho hugged Wooyoung and Seonghwa laid beside the two.

"Hyung, hurry up," Wooyoung whined, pouting as he looked towards the doorway. Hongjoong appeared a few seconds later chuckling.

"Sorry, I was just fixing some things up," he said. He hurried over and flopped down on top of Seonghwa who groaned slightly but accepted him with open arms anyway.

"There, we're all here. Is that what you wanted Young-ah," Hongjoong asked.

"Uh huh," Wooyoung said with a nod before burying his head into my neck.

"It's perfect," I whispered.

"Thank you guys, for everything," I said, feeling the happiest I have in a long time.

"You're family Yeosang, there's nothing we wouldn't do for you," Yunho said, the other's all humming in agreement. Family, I like the sound of that.

A/N

Here is Chapter 14 everyone,  it was basically the boys just working things out

Were any of you surprised at San's outburst at the start? Or did you think it was warranted?

Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoyed it!