Christian strolled down the hallway. He was supposed to be getting V in an hour, to settle things.

He knew going further in his feelings for Blin would disturb V. V wouldn't go down without a fight.

He smiled to himself as he swung the small gift bag back and forth against his thigh. He had gotten Blin something small, he couldn't help it.

He liked Blin so much he thought something was wrong with him. He couldn't even understand how he was feeling.

He couldn't wait to see Blin's face when he'd ask to be Blin's boyfriend. He didn't want to keep it a secret anymore, how he felt for him. He didn't care if his parents condemned him for being gay or his friends estranged him.

He only cared about one thing, and that was Blin. Over such a short time, he had fallen for Blin so hard.

He walked into his dorm pleased to see Jungkook looked in a better state.

"Do you know where Blin is?" Christian asked.

Jungkook pointed to the kitchen and Christian walked past him.

Blin walked out of the kitchen looking pleased to see him.

"Christian I was just meaning to talk to you." He told him.

Christian nodded, smiling. "Me too. Let's go to the garden?"

Blin nodded and pulled on his jacket out the dorm.

Christian laced his fingers in between Blin's surprising him.

"Chri- Christian, what if someone sees? What if V sees?"

Christian laughed. "I don't care if everyone sees. And V is going to have to wake up sooner or later, if this is okay with you." He swung their hands gently.

Blin looked down at the floor face red."of course it's okay."

They sat at the bench they usually did . "So you go first." Christian hoped Blin was in as good of a mood as he was. It would make things much easier.

Blin shifted uncomfortably. "Well Yoongi kicked me out. So I went to look for a dorm and when there was none Jimin offered his since Elmore left. I really didn't want to but I had no other option so I left to his dorm-"

"You could've stayed with me, but go on."

"And he...he kissed me against my will." Christain's eyes grew wide. "I- I have no idea why he did that. But I was so...scared." her voice broke. He wasn't crying, but He sure was disturbed.

Christian sighed and pulled him into a hug. "I'll fix this. You can stay with me, my news can wait."

He tucked the small gift bag into his coat pocket and stood, held out his hand for Blin to take it.

He stood up and took his hand as they walked back into the building, the talk a lot shorter than Christain was expecting.

"If he ever touches you again tell me, because it's not okay." He said lowly.
He was mad, he didn't want Blin to see but he was itching to run to Jimin and hit him over and over.

Blin nodded and Christian stopped at his dorm. "You can stay at my dorm. Jungkook has a bunk bed so you can take my bed. I'm going to talk to Jimin and bring back your things so you can unpack."

Blin nodded thankfully as Christian left down the hallway.

*

Jimin sat on the sofa with his head in his hands. He had a headache.

He felt awful. He rarely feels guilt, but now it was so heavy he felt like he couldn't stand. He'd spent the past hour berating himself for forcing himself onto Blin.

The way he looked up at him afterwards just kept playing over in his mind.

He knew now. He knew he was gay. And he was starting to think he liked Blin. He was always wondering what was it about Blin that tore him up. He couldn't stop thinking about that new kid. Trying to mask it by bullying him didn't help either, because he always felt guilty afterwards.

There had to be another way of getting Blin's attention without making him hate him even more.

And Blin was head over heels for Christian anyway, so he should just forget everything that happened and move on.

But he couldn't stop imagining, thinking about Blin. He'd never thought he feel that way since June abandoned him.

He hadn't thought of June once since he started feeling for Blin.

Jimin told himself he's crazy, something was wrong with him. All he's done is hurt Blin and now he can't stop thinking about him.

He gripped his hair frustrated. Liking someone was definitely the worst feeling ever. Liking someone you know you can't have. Someone you've abused and scoffed at and now you expect them to like you.

This is what you deserve Jimin. He is only right to hate you.  He thought to himself.

Christian walked into his dorm interrupting his thoughts.

Blin didn't tell Christian, did he?

Jimin's thoughts were answered with a hard blow across his face.

He stood there stunned for a couple seconds. The blow came again and Jimin's fist itched to fight back but he couldn't bring himself to do it.

He knew if Christian came back with a single bruise is would feed Blin's hatred even more.

Maybe he couldn't have Blin, but he could at least makes an attempt to fix things.

He knew before the beating that he shouldn't have touched him.

"Don't ever touch Blin again. I don't know what's going on in your twisted mind. You've never bullied someone like this! What? You need someone to relieve your sexual desires? Watch some porn or something!"
Christian stormed out of the room.

Jimin had never been hit by Christian. And he had never seen Christian angry.

*
"In and out." Jhope's eyes scanned the classroom. "Now you know how to breath, so when we are doing your exercise and your at lost for breath never tell me 'i can't breath' because I just taught you how."

The kids nodded in unison, eager to catch his attention and favor. It was true, as a trainer he did have favorites. Kids he saw the most potential in, well listening kids.

They were all suck ups. But he didn't mind. But none of them could suck up enough to become his favorite.

Namjoon was occupying that spot currently. He didn't know much about the kid, but he always had his eyes on him.

Namjoon was no good at all of a dancer. But his breathing was remarkable, even better than his own.

Namjoon could rap, that's for sure. He only wanted to make him better, that's why he refused to call him Rapmonster, at least to his face.

"All right, let's go out to the track." The kids groaned, as he expected. "And then we'll go to the pool." With that all the kids cheered. But they didn't know they weren't going to have a party. They'd be doing even more strenuous activities to fix their short of breath.

You cannot be dancing, singing or rapping on a hot stage without having endurance.

They jogged out to the track and Jhope instructed them to do six laps around the track. Two miles.

He lead the group, as he should put in and feel pain with them as well.

On the second mile he turned around surprised to see the group far behind him.

He turned around irritated. "Catch up now! The last person to arrive is cu-!"

He noticed Rapmonster was far behind the group. "Oh so he doesn't like running?" He mumbled to himself.

He almost smiled. Watching Rapmonster take short strides with his long thin legs. "This boy has no idea how to run correctly." He let out a short laugh letting his irritation drive away.

He was going to say the last person is going to get cut, because he had too many trainees anyway. But the last person was obviously Namjoon. So he let the threat hang dry in the air.

He cuaght himself jogging backwards where Namjoon was, breathing hard and all.

The group past them two as he instructed them to finish their mile.

"Namjoon stop for a second." He said in a serious tone.

"How do you think you'll become anything if you can't breath while moving faster than walking? Do you think-"

Jhope frowned. Namjoon was bent over trying to catch his breath.

Jhope placed his hand on Namjoon's arm pulling the kid upright. He quickly retorted his hand after feeling a shiver at the contact but ignored it.

"You can't breath bending over like that." He mumbled.

The group passed Jhope and Namjoon and Jhope sighed.

"Do you think you'll be rapping standing still?" He said seriously, but all he wanted to do was smile at how ridiculous Namjoon was. He brought up his mood if anything else, it was cute.

Rapmonster shook his head. "It's what I was hoping for." He mumbled. And then he looked as if sorry he "back talked". "I mean, no sir."

Jhope couldn't contain it. Sir. He just called me sir. He smiled but then quickly returned to seriousness.

"Catch up with the group."

"Yes sir."

When Namjoon left Jhope almost laughed with hysteria. "What is wrong with me?" He laughed to himself.

He shook it off then quickly ran to catch up with Namjoon.