Jin was laughing and having a pleasant conversation with some people he had befriended in the party, oblivious to the many calls and texts Namjoon had bombarded him with, trying to inform him of the mess they were in.

In his eyes this party was the best one in all the years they have been organizing this event and he was so pleased that no unexpected issues had come up this year, but his little bubble of happiness was destroyed as Yoongi literally appeared behind him, and grabbed his collar and rashly started pulling him away.

"What the heck are you doing?! You will ruin my jacket!" Jin protested halfway to the balcony door Yoongi was trying to get him, as it would be more quiet there and they could hear each other better.

Jin took no reply from him, as someone else's hands started pushing him from behind and Yoongi pulled on his arm, until they finally were on that balcony and Jin turned around to find Hana behind him.

"Jin I need your help. Please listen. " Hana pleaded him as she closed the balcony door and walked by Yoongi's side.

"There's some people in this party that have been handing out drugs. " Yoongi uttered sharply as he knew there was no time to beat around the Bush. Namjoon had called him, since Jin wasn't answering his calls and explained to him well so definitely this was an urgent matter.

"What did you just say?!!" Jin replied visibly shocked but Hana couldn't spare any moments to be considerate of his feelings right now.

"I put them in. Well, not exactly I...I told Namjoon to put them in. They were friends of my ex boyfriend...drug dealers but I swear I didn't know that they were going to bring drugs to this party. All I asked them was to bring sleeping pills to give to Eleon, so we wouldn't have her bothering us. But they drugged her and -"

"They did what?!!" Jin's voice grew higher in pitch as he was getting more and more shocked with each word she was allowing to slip out of her mouth.

"Yes, she and Namjoon literally drugged a cop. But that's not even the most crazy part." Yoongi added making Jin literally hold his head with one hand as he felt slightly dizzy.

"Wait wait. Hold up. There's something worse than this?! Don't you all think you had broken enough laws in a night!!" He yelled back at them,now looking furious.

"There's another police officer in the party. Eleon's colleague. We can swipe this all under the carpet. Get these people out, and hide all these people that they might have given drugs to tonight. We could even come up with a good lie to make Eleon not realize she was drugged after she gets back to her normal self. But this is a big event. Press is already outside. " Yoongi reminded him and they all fell quite, realizing well how grave the situation is.

" Hana, provide us a picture of those so called friends of yours. Yoongi make sure that security gets them out of here without much noice. Call Taehyung, and tell him to go take care of the camera footage of tonight. I and Hoseok will be out looking to find people that might be under the influence so we can take care of them." Jin's mind switched to his professional mode as he ordered what steps they should take.

"I will go take care of Eleon's colleague so he doesn't suspect anything. And I will text Namjoon to keep Eleon in her room." Hana reassured them then she rushed away, full of worries and anxiety.

"I will tell Jimin and SoYi to be ready to check on people. We should gather the people that have taken those pills to a room and make sure they are in good health. We can't just sent them away drugged. If something happens to them, it will be on us. " Yoongi addressed one more important issue that was looming over their head and could literally destroy their lives if it was to go wrong.

"I haven't seen Jimin anywhere all night. Let's just call some trusted medical stuff and assign that to him. I don't want to distress any more family members. " Jin told him and Yoongi took a moment to think about it, before retrieving his phone from his pocket and making a call to the family's trusted medical staff.

---change of set---

"Why can't I go out ?" Eleon asked Namjoon for the fourth time, as she was seated on her bed, looking at him with a pout. While he was seated towards the edge of the bed, stressed out of his mind.

His leg kept moving rhythmically beyond his control and he kept rubbing his hands with each other, while stealing frequent glances from the screen of his phone, which he had left by the side of his thigh.

He didn't reply to her question as once more he had ignored her because of how chaotic his mind was at that moment, but Eleon kept waiting for him to say something, until decided to scoot a bit closer to him.

"You know. You remind me of someone I used to know. " She uttered, right before she reached her hand out and touched his hair. The contact waking Namjoon out of his trail of thoughts and making him snap his attention back to her.

His eyes portrayed an unpleasant look, like he was bothered or mad at her and Eleon smiled under his hostility, right as he grabbed her hand and abruptly pushed her hand away from him.

"Please stop touching me and stop smiling!" Namjoon's firm voice echoed in the room as Eleon allowed her smile to fade away and the two just looked at each other.

Each second was making Namjoon feel a bit more guilty and bitter inside for he was aware that in this situation it was not her that he should be blaming. But he was in so much stress at that moment, and she was behaving so differently from what he was used to, that he was so freaked out and felt restless and in anguish with the whole situation.

"Yes, you do remind me of her. You look at me the same way and even request of me the same things." Eleon broke the silence after a while and she smiled again but this time she lowered her head to hide it .

"Who are you talking about?" Namjoon couldn't help but ask and Eleon raised her head again to meet his eyes.

"My mother...my birth mother." She clarified and her smile grew more as if recalling her was some pleasant memory.

"You know, I was really young when they abandoned me. But I remember everything. I remember it all." She added with a sense of pride but for some reason Namjoon could sense that this wasn't as pleasant as a topic as her smiling face may make someone think that it was.

"Right...you were abandoned...yet you never show sadness. " He uttered, feeling a sense of jealousy rise within him over that fact. For her expressionless face and cold attitude were things he couldn't understand but there existed a part of him that envied those things about her.

How awesome would it be, if he too was to have been unfaced by the harsh slaps of his own life. If he too wasn't able to feel any pain, like she seemed to be able to do. If he was to have been as good as she was at controlling her own emotions. She sure didn't feel like a human being in his eyes, because of those things but simultaneously,deep down, he found it admiring. To be able to detach so easily, to not feel pain, no matter how much others are trying to hurt you.

She was like a fortress in his eyes. A cold armor that he hated because he could never match her and also because she could never understand what pain is. How lucky she was, he had thought, to be as heartless as she was.

"Sadness?"Eleon repeated his last word and couldn't help but laugh a bit. "There's nothing to be sad about. I mean, I was always disposable to them, why would I be sad, I was meant to not be loved."

Despite the fact that she was saying that with a smile on her face and sparkling eyes, Namjoon felt his heart sinking a bit at those words for sure they were hurtful. For anyone that had ever felt and been broken, those words would ache.

"Don't say that." He found himself speaking against it even though he had been the one to claim the same thing about her in the past. She was difficult to be loved but now that she was admitting to it, with so much joy in her face, it made it feel twisted. It made him feel like something was wrong.

"Oh it's not my opinion. It's the conclusion of my life. " She replied as she placed her hands on the blanket and leaned a bit closer to him.

"You see, my mother hated my smile. She used to look at me with so much detest whenever I was to show any kind of expressions but especially happy ones. And she always used to warn me. 'Behave or I will throw you out. Stop smiling like a fool, or I will make you never smile again.'" She changed her tone of voice playfully as she was imitating the little fragments she could remember of those childhood days of hers.

"I never thought she meant it. I thought she was joking." Eleon added and then started laughing again, for it was hilarious in her head but listening to all this was making Namjoon uncomfortable and even pitiful towards her.

Emotions he never thought he would feel, while looking at her and hearing about her past that he knew nothing off so far.

"One night however. She proved to me she wasn't joking. I went out shopping around the city with my dad and mom and I was just so happy. It was winter season you know and Christmas was around the corner. So many beautiful lights and decorations and -... I started smiling too much... being joyful too much..." She looked right at him but it felt like she wasn't even seeing him as that night appeared before her eyes pretty vividly.

The beautiful decorations and the music playing around in stores made her gaze so gentle and fond that had Namjoon gulping harshly for he found himself unable to look away from her.

"I was holding my mom's hand, warm and soft... matching her steps until they started getting faster and faster and I found myself getting dragged along, till we entered a really dark alley and she picked me up and placed me besides a bit trash bin. Then covered me with other smaller trash bags. " Her eyes started getting glassy as she spoke but her smile didn't falter.

The euphoric feeling that the drugs were giving her, were contradicting her real emotions, making her appear like a strange oxymoron. And they were also making her be like a fountain that someone had twisted the knob of and let her free to unleash all she had ever spoken out loud to anyone. In all her life.

"Don't move from here!" Eleon instantly changed her expression to a serious one as she raised her index finger to Namjoon, portraying perfectly the way her mother looked in her memories, when she had ordered her back on that fateful night.

Namjoon was stunned and even flinched a bit as she brought her hand right on his head and took a tight grip on him, while she stared in his eyes, with glimmering eyes full of hate.

"Until you become a proper person, I will not come to get you. " She whispered to him through gritted teeth, just as her mother had done and Namjoon's heartbeat started rising up under that intense moment, despite the fact that he had not been the then little Eleon who had been looking at her mother with tears rolling down her eyes, whispering to her in her soft little voice that she was sorry.

Eleon let go of his head almost instantly after that and smiled at him again then she went on with her story. " I tried to hold onto the fabric of her coat as she pulled away but my grip was too small... I watched her go...my dad was waiting for her by the start of the alley...he was standing in the light... I was the only one left in the shadows."

For the first time after meeting her, Namjoon felt his heart aching upon seeing her gaze for despite the joy in her face, her eyes felt like a mirror. Of broken feelings and a kind of pain he was more than familiar with.

He had not been abandoned by any parent but he certainly knew how it feels to lose one for when his mother had died, he too had felt like he was left in the darkness. He was from the youngest of his brothers and back then he was asked often to not look sad, and not talk about his mother, for it could make their dad sad. Then after his dad got remarried, he was asked to forget about her all together, never to bring her existence up, as if it never was true to begin with. As if she was only a ghost whom he missed. A warm love he couldn't turn back to.

His family moved on. Everyone seemed like they were rejoicing, new brothers were being born, and they were bringing along so much more happiness. All that light and brightness that somehow had made him always feel overshadowed. Had made him feel distant and unable to belong fully to what was his family.

"I stayed three days there. I stopped crying, I stopped smiling, I stayed as still as I possibly could. I thought if I start behaving like she always wanted me to...she would return to me. She would come get me...but it was too cold,my body kept trembling and I couldn't control it, the more I couldn't control it, the more I understood...she won't be coming. I failed." Eleon tilted her head to the side , finding herself to silly for ever thinking that her mother would come back, then she giggled a bit, until she noticed Namjoon's eyes that were filled with tears.

"What's wrong?" She asked him as she reached out her hand and cupped his cheek.

"You...you... I thought you weren't like me." He uttered as his heart was aching and his feelings had become a mess, over hearing her heartbreaking words and over remembering his own wounds which he hides in the shadows of his heart.

"I am obviously not like you. We are just wearing the same costume you silly. " Eleon gave him a illogical reply that Namjoon didn't even pay attention too as he just pulled her closer and secured her in his arms, tightly.

Eleon was surprised by his action but she smiled none the less and hugged him back, unaware that he was hugging her because he was just feeling so so sorry for her.

She allowed her hands to get entangled with his hair and placed a playful kiss right by the side of his neck, which made Namjoon instantly snap and push her away again, only to witness her laughing softly a bit more.

"Don't. Don't do things like that. " He told her, making a mental note that she still couldn't be trusted cause she wasn't herself.

"You hate me too, don't you?" She replied and he felt unable to utter anything back.

"It's okay. You can hate me...but I will need, just one kiss." She added as she grabbed him by his collar and pulled him closer, leaving him holding his breath as he was inches away from her face and she was staring at him, through her blurry vision.

He unconsciously lowered his eyes to her lips, as the time seemed to have frozen around them and a strange energy had risen in the atmosphere, making his breathings heavy and making his body temperature be rising rapidly.

Her smile was no more as she stood there, her grip no longer tight for she let her fingers rest softly above his chest.

"You...you don't really want this Eleon...you don't know what you are doing." Namjoon found the strength to utter in a bare whisper that made him realize that he was certainly being tempted at that moment, for his tone of voice sounded way too weak in his own ears.

"Do you want it?" She replied back, her breath hitting against his lips in an intoxicating way that almost made his feel dizzy.

But what shocked him more, was the fact that he would have given in to her, right then and there, if it wasn't for the loud knock on the door,that snapped him back to reality.

---To be continued...