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V burst into Christian's dorm, appalled at what he saw. His Blin was sleeping soundlessly on Christian's chest, while holding his hand.

V felt rage fill up in him. Christian looked back at V at first surprised but then annoyed he had intruded. But V didn't care, this was very much his business.

"Leave him alone." V said in a low, agitated voice.

Christian held V's glare "I can't do that and you know that."

V opened his mouth to yell at Christian but Christian shook his head.

"He doesn't want you, V. I'm sorry but you lost this one, Blin isn't going to want to run into her stalker's arms. If you love him let him be happy and stay with someone who knows how to care for someone."

V quickly wiped away a tear. "No Christian. Blin doesn't love you yet, he may like you but I can fix that. I can change her— his heart."

V walked over to Blin and grabbed her other hand pulling her away from Christian and out of her sleep.

He glared at Christian once more, before walking off with sleepy Blin and out the door.

*

"So how'd it go? Are we going to get him back?" Elmore watched Jimin pace back and forth.

Jimin turned towards him, he almost looked spooked.

"Elmore, Rapmonster left, to South Korea." He said as if he was already over it, his mind was somewhere else.

"Okay so let's call him, he doesn't know he can come back." Elmore stared at Jimin trying to comprehend his weird demeanor.

Jimin shook his head. "He's training under a company he's not coming back, not until he's successful or whatever."

Elmore stood up mad. "So you are just going to let him go?! He's our best friend?! Why aren't you hauling your butt to South Korea to go get him?! You are the only one who can persuade him, his home is here, Jimin."

Jimin shook his head. "Have you ever thought that maybe it might be better for him to be over there? Being successful, moving on with his life? What are we going to do when we get out of colledge Elmore?! We can't stay here forever!"

Elmore rolled his eyes and scoffed. "Glad to know how easy you can throw away a relationship. No wonder you abandoned June." He mumbled.

Jimin stormed over to Elmore and slapped him hard against the face.

"If you want him so bad go get him. And I don't want to see your face for a while." Jimin spat at him.

Elmore looked at Jimin with low, mad eyes. It didn't matter how mad he was at Jimin, he was his best friend. As well as Rapmonster. He shouldn't have brought up June, Jimin didn't mean it. Jimin would never hit or be rude to him or Rapmonster. They weren't just best friends, they were brothers.

"Fine. Im leaving, if I can't persuade him in a month, I'll come back."
Elmore said.

"Whatever." Jimin retorted.

Elmore went to his room and started packing his things while Jimin sat down on the sofa and pulled at his hair.

Elmore stopped packing after a couple of minutes and sat down besides Jimin. "What's wrong?" He said quietly.

Jimin sighed, his head hanging. "My brother is gay, and so am I."

*

Jungkook couldn't unsee what he saw the other day. Christian had told him Jimin and him were switching, but he wasn't so sure after he walked into the living room and cuaght Jimin, or Christian, kissing Blin.

He had no idea what that was, or what it meant. Not like it was his business.

He ran his fingers through his hair irritated. He had problems of his own to worry about.

He stared at the glass he had been drinking from scowling at the sour after taste of the beer. He didn't particularly like it, it was just something to take his mind off of his sorry life.

He let the glass slip out of his hand and watched it crash to the ground. He was going to drive Catrina to the airport, but he felt awful because he could see she was hurt when she saw him with another girl. She hadn't text him since her plane had landed.

"What is wrong with me?" He mumbled to himself.

He had everything he wanted. Money, a good family, friends, girls, talent. But why was he so unhappy?

He got up off the couch and bent down to clean up the glass.

He grabbed the glass roughly not minding the tiny and long searing cuts resulting.

He clenched the glass in his hands, frustrated, watching the red blood drip and pool onto the floor.

I hate myself.

*

The wind glided onto my limbs, through my hair and every inch of my body.

I felt hands guiding me, I was dancing. My moves were in sync with the soft tune playing afar.

The smell of pancakes and bacon filled my senses. I was dancing freely in a plain field, I actually liked it. Although I was very sore. And my limbs were becoming very stiff.

The hands that were guiding me rested upon my shoulders and began shaking me, softly at first but now harder. My feet, my feet we're becoming very, very cold. I was dancing on ice, my feet felt, frozen, they felt....

"Kim Namjoon."
Jhope stood above drowsy Rapmonster shaking his shoulders slightly to wake him up.

Rapmonster shot up from the cover and stared at his feet. Jhope had tied icepacks to his them.

"Did I oversleep?" Rapmonster asked rubbing his eyes.

Jhope scoffed. "I wouldn't have let you oversleep. Breakfast is downstairs, I made-"

"Pancakes and bacon?" Rapmonster asked remembering his dream.

"Yeah...you have a good nose." Jhope nodded.

"I'll leave you to get dressed. I put some clothes on the end of your bed since you don't have your own, the shower is open when your ready."

Rapmonster nodded. He opened his mouth to say thank you but Jhope had already left the room.

Rapmonster scanned his surroundings. The room was so clean, so trendy and light colors and simply decorated.

He inched out of bed and removed his icepacks relieving his sore feet.

After he showered and pulled on his clothes he joined Jhope at breakfast.
Jhope was already cleaning up and had a plate prepared for RapMonster.

"Eat a lot Namjoon, we will be working hard today."

"I thought we were done with dancing." Rapmonster said confused.

Jhope sipped his green shake and scoffed. "We will never be done with dancing, it's apart of being an idol. But today, we will be expanding your lungs."

"What?!" Rapmonster choked on his food.

Jhope nodded. "You all get so short of breath your breathing is terrible. Running and stretching and swimming will fix it. It's more of a break then training today, but you guys deserve it."

Rapmonster nodded and scanned the room with his eyes. "You have a lot of accomplishments."

Jhope nodded. "You will too."

"What if.. what if I don't want to be an idol? If I just want to produce my own music? I don't know if I can do this dancing and cute stuff and be placed in a group."

Jhope sighed. "Namjoon, I understand where you are coming from. But your best chances of getting yourself out there is joining a group and showing your talent. It isn't impossible to make it on your own, but it's extremely difficult. And if I'm going to be honest with you, your skills aren't there yet. Let me help you, being in a group can be fun and beneficial. It's so much work, but it pays off."

Rapmonster nodded and placed his dish in the sink. "Thank you for helping me Jhope."

Jhope pursed his lips and walked off. Rapmonster thought it was so close to a smile. I almost made Jhope smile. Am I still dreaming or am I actually awake?

Rapmonster smiled to himself and flowed Jhope out the door.