Taehyung rolls his eyes at his brother's words.

He does know how to get on Taehyung's nerves sometimes.

The brunette sees the jacked man approche the far side of the glade, where the trees grow tall again.

I wonder ... who are all those people around him?

The white-haired doesn't even give him time to think of a possibility before shouting out his name from the crowd, side hugging the teen as he does so.

"Shut up, will you? We aren't so familiar that you can just randomly call my first name." The brunette retorts indignated.

They start walking to Hoseok's side as Christopher continues talking.

"What? Should I call you by your last name? Mister Kim?" The teen was obviously uncomfortable in that position, trying to somehow prevent Chan from coming near his pecks.

Taehyung can't really discourage him, how could anyone like such a position from a stranger they never met?

"Or better ... Master Kim?" The CEO shoots killing glances at Christopher, warning him solemnly with those.

"I think it's best if we speed this up. I'm sure none of you wanna share your secrets and I sure as hell don't like the idea of creating rivalry between us, so let's agree on something before we go." Hoseok firmly states, closing one of the loose buttons of his jacket.

He's been feeling very uncomfortable dressed like this in front of the strangers but he can't do much to change it at this point. They have bigger problems then his six-pack showing.

"What is it?" The extroverted man says, grasping stronger against the teen.

"What is said there cannot leave the room, you all understand? Whatever is mentioned cannot make us fight each other. Do you all understand?" Taehyung nods, his eyes ever so slightly closing as he does the motion.

Jeongin nods furiously, blinking rapidly.

"I don't oppose either Mister Lee. No matter what is said won't change my vision about y'all and nor will I tell anyone." Christopher anwsers, smiling widely at the oldest.

"I think we can go now. I believe all is settled." Hoseok inclines his right hand, making a reverence.

The white-haired smirks, seeing an opportunity to strike.

"Lead us the way master." Just as Taehyung was about to turn around and glare at him again, Chan uses his free hand to spank the brunette's butt, not to hard to leave a bruise nor to soft to be unnoticeable.

The assaulted was furious.

"The hell man?!" Taehyung screams out, particuls of spit reaching the blond's face.

He reaches out to grab the taller's hand, twisting it in a painful matter.

Chan let's go of Jeongin, instinctively hissing at the throbbing pain on his wrist.

"Next time I'll cut your hand of. Let this be a warning." Hoseok reaches in between them, trying to make Taehyung let go of the other.

"Get yourself together, will you? We already got a huge rivalry building up between the groups and now you want to start it inside the group as well? We are all old enough to stop teasing each other, are we not?" Taehyung scuffs and shakes his head, letting go of the other's hand.

Christopher rubs his wrist, pouting.

"I was just messing with him ... jerk ..." The last part the blond only murmurs, not wanting to have his tongue ripped out next.

The leader didn't bother waiting anymore, finding the cottage on his own, leaving the others to their own fate.

As he opens the door a familiar scent enters his nostrils.

Sandwood ...

He cracks a smile that soon fades again as the good memories that arose were changed by painful ones.

What Namjoon said just now pains him alot. He would rather be what his brother wants him to be then whatever he is right now, but he can't.

He doesn't have an easy life like Namjoon and probably never will.

"Oh my God! Food!" Christopher's voice echoes against the wood and penetrates Taehyung's ears in such an annoying way, the brunette rather cut them off right there.

The white-haired sits down already, filling his mouth with the ham sandwich on the table.

Finally silence ...

Hoseok enters just after scanning the room around him. He opens the few drawers that exist in that little wooden house, looking for something useful.

Jeongin shyly joins Christopher. Somehow he seems to like his senior.

"Welcome my lovelies! Please begin the game as soon as possible! No time to play around anymore team green!"

"Have I told y'all how annoying that high-pitched voice sounds in my head? Like I can't even explain why but it gets on my nerves." Christopher explains, having just finished eating half the meal.

"Look who's talking? Have you been hearing your own voice lately?" Hoseok lifts his hands.

"Hey hey hey! Don't start again! I'll hold your mouths shut if I have to, do you hear me?" Taehyung nods tightening his jaw.

"Sit down and I'll start with my own secret." The brunette does as he's told, sitting in front of his opponent, Bang Chan.

"It's not much really, just guilt that I'm caring with me during my day to day life." The oldest reaches to open his buttons from the sudden heat of the warming fire in the house but refrains last minute, realizing he'd be exposing his complete torso.

"I'm the first born, the oldest of seven, having the biggest responsibility as well. I never had a childhood, never was taught love and affection. So in my own way I tried to show my appreciation through discipline and harshness against my brothers. I'm not joking when I say I was strict with them. I would discipline them if they did something wrong since all I knew about education and love was being perfect and immaculate." He wanders around the small room, stopping occasionally to look at something seemingly interesting for him.

"You did your best under the conditions you had Hoseok. I'm sure your brothers understand." Christopher had finished his sandwich, giving his full attention to the oldest.

"I slapped and spanked them more times then I can count. I would even dare to say that I did it more then my parents. I'm certain they understand my reasons yet it still doesn't make it okay." Jeongin was fidgeting with the hem of his uniform, biting his lower lip as he tries to find the courage to say what was on his mind.

"W-what ma-made you ch-change?" He murmurs almost to softly.

Hoseok turns his head to them and looks puzzled.

"What made you change?" He repeats looking at the other.

"Well ... as the saying goes ... love changes you. I met someone and no not a lover, but rather a best friend who taught me what love really is. He was kind and understanding, not scolding me or hitting me for being bad. He made me understand what love can also look like and that in fact my parents don't love us at all." Taehyung looks thoughtful, rubbing his chin as he says.

"But isn't love exactly that? Like different for everyone? Some people prefer showing affection through gestures such as kisses and hugs, other's more through actions. I wouldn't say your parents hate y'all. But rather that they have a different way to show it." Hoseok doesn't agree.

He had thought that his whole life and in the end came to the same conclusion every time; no parent wants to see their child suffer.

"Hitting, scolding and even spanking shouldn't be love Taehyung." The brunette scuffs.

"If so no Asian parent love their child. And besides you hit your brothers and still love them, what's the difference?" Chan was loving the heated discussion between the two, grinning at the fight.

"It's not the same Taehyung. Believe me. I was taught that love meant beating since all I got was that. My parents hated us so much and hit us for that. You see the difference?" Taehyung shakes his head again.

"I don't. What guarantees you, that your parents in fact weren't raised just like you were? And never got the chance to meet such a lovely friend to change them?" Hoseok loses it running to the younger's side with blood red cheeks.

"Would you let someone you love kill themselves?!"

The room falls silent. Noone dares to speak a word.

All were thinking the same thing; one Lee lost his life to the strict family rules.

Hoseok sighs, knowing very well he went to far.

Taehyung isn't at fault for having such an opinion, he doesn't know the whole story so how could he.

"As much as I love the drama, please Taehyung continue with the game."

The brunette clears his throat making Hoseok know he's going to talk again.

"Well ... shocker my family is strict to. They ... I don't even know how to explain properly ... they expect us to be all identical, doing the exact same thing. Not that I don't like being a CEO, but my grades weren't that great." Christopher nods thinking that was it and he could continue himself.

Yet he was interrupted by the leader himself.

"I was so fricking stressed out ... I was so dumb ... screwing around instead of studying for my exams and turns out I didn't pass." Hoseok approaches, sitting by his side.

"It's okay you know? To live life? That's what it's for ... to be lived. You should screw around and make mistakes as you grow and are still young. After you get old you are expected to stagnate and have a proper and organized life so when else should you be free?" Taehyung sighs.

If only it were that simple for his family to understand that. He had just told his mom about his sexuality so having already disappointed her that much he couldn't do that as well to her.

He only told Namjoon, who on his hand encouraged him to try again for the second trials.

"It's not that simple unfortunately. I was the rebel of the family as it was, I didn't want to disappoint them any further. In order to pass ... I tried a second time but this once ... I bribed the teacher. I was sure I was gonna fail. So I ..." The leader closes his eyes and tightens his jaw.

"Everyone makes mistakes. As long as you don't forget the pain after the wound is healed everything shouldbe okay." All eyes where on the teen, who unconsciously spoke such wise words as he was listening.

When he noticed, Jeongin bows his head apologizing for speaking out of line.

"No no, it was actually nice pretty boy!" The younger's cheek heat up from embarrassment.

"Well I guess it's my turn!" Hoseok nods inspecting the sandwiches before taking one for himself.

Chan smiles widely.

"I think it's clear that when it comes to sexuality I'm pretty open." Taehyung rolls his eyes, crossing his arms.

"So it's only natural that I would also try special thinks." His grin grows, showing his one sided dimple.

"My big secret is I had an orgy with women and men." Hoseok widens his eyes, choking on his first bite.

"You ... what?" The oldest coughs harshly, feeling his throat sore against the strange object in his throat.

"Come on! It's not that big of a deal. Why take so much time going out and having sex each time when you can do many dates all in one!" Taehyung was shocked to say the least.

"You're damn crazy, that's what I think." Christopher pouts looking at the teen.

"You don't think I'm crazy right? You understand me?" Hoseok had finally recomposed himself and anwsers for the smaller.

"Leave the boy alone. Poor soul is probably scared you could do something to him." The white-haired furrows his brows.

"I would never do such a thing. I'm a very respectful man, I only did it once and it was all consensual. Why are you judging me so much? Jesus, never thought I would be the crazy one." Taehyung rolls his eyes yet again.

If this keeps up he will definitely break his eyes and have them staying like this forever from all the rolling back.

"Just one left! Don't make me keep waiting for you!"

Jeongin swallows his almost non-existing saliva, trembling with the thought of their reaction.

The teen is a very special boy. A boy who was born a girl.

All it caused him was trouble, why did the universe make such a big mistake in birthing him as a biological woman but otherwise man?

A man, who got the wrong genitals and because of that would never be accepted as such by society.

It's a burden he has been carrying since childhood. He's happy at least his mother accepted him but because of his gender, his dad left his wife to raise their 'daughter' alone.

"Well ..." Christopher gives him a reassuring smile, nodding for him to go on.

"I ... I'm ... I'm scared ..." tears start forming at the corner of his eyes.

The wetness growing and growing as it finally rolls down his cheek.

"Oh it's okay Jeongin, like we agreed, we won't judge and neither will we tell anyone." The youngster shakes his head to Hoseok's words.

"Y-you ju-judged Christopher ... i-it won't be di-different with me!" Hoseok is a bit overwhelmed, in his household no-one really cries openly like this. If they do, a slap would do to shut you up.

"Hey, I promise you, I won't judge you. No matter what it is, okay? Can you trust me, hum?" Christopher lays a caring hand on the other's own, caressing the palm gently.

"Faster! There is no need for such sweetness and love, we aren't in a K-drama guys! Just spill it out Jeongin! Or your eyes will suffer the consequences of your indeligence."

At the sound of her threat, Jeongin closes his eyes tightly, sobbing as he clutches onto the older's hand tightly.

"It's okay dude! Take it easy will you? Just say it and we'll continue as you never said anything, fine with you?" Taehyung affirms, making to younger calm down a bit.

"I ... i-'m ... I..." with a swift whistling sound a painful small cut was made on the youngster's right cheek. The blood starting to roll down.

"SPEAK!"

Jeongin cries harder screaming out.

"I'm Trans!"

The world stops again.

Chan can't just stay there watching and embraces the smaller in a tight hug, letting the other weep as he pleases.

A hand wanders to the younger's head, patting it slightly.

"Well I can't say I agree with that. I don't believe such things as being born in the wrong body exists. But hey I won't beat you up or anything. You do you I guess." The brunette declares clearing his throat once again.

"I find it really repulsive to be absolutely honest. Sex is not just like a clothing you change overnight. If you change your sex, it will not go back. You're way to young to know what you want for your life let alone know if you want to change sex. You were born with it so you should stick to it." Hoseok looks away obviously uncomfortable.

Christopher scuffs.

"I'll just forget what you said entirely and let's continue as nothing were." Chan shakes his head fury growing in his heart.

Those fuckers! After they said they wouldn't judge they do.

"You're so perfect aren't you? You think you can just play God and judge people?" Jeongin looks up pleading the white-haired to stop fighting for him.

"You are the disgusting ones! We agree to not judge, and then you just plainly say your opinion. I swear I hope y'all never have to go through gender dysphoria." Hoseok stands up and turns his head to not face the other's.

"I will maintain my promise. I will not let it affect my judgment. Like I said, I will forget it even happened."

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