I was stuck. I couldn't move. Jimin being so close was...incredibly tempting. His typical kind nature was nowhere to be seen right now as it was replaced by a dominating presence. It was incredibly hot...but oh so wrong. He leaned close and was about to kiss me when I stoped him.

"Jimin, no." I whispered against his lips.

"Why not, Quinn?" He said in an exasperated tone. "Give me one good reason why I shouldn't kiss you right now."

I wanted him to kiss me...I wanted him to touch me...I wanted him to take me right here in this chair and make me his. But it couldn't happen. I can't be his...he can't touch me...and he sure as hell can't kiss me.

"Because I'm your doctor Jimin...if anyone found out I would be fired and my license would be taken away. I wouldn't be able to help you or any of your friends. All of you would have to start over again and this time the drug would go away with me." I said as I searched his eyes.

It took him a minute to move away...but he did. Slowly he moved away from me leaning back up. He didn't let go of the arms of the chair though.

"I don't want to let you go." He said as he stared me in the eyes.

"Jimin...our time is up." I repeated desperate for him to release me from his overwhelming power over me.

He leaned down close to my face and placed his lips right next to my ear whispering to me. "We haven't even begun yet." He leaned up and locked eyes with me before he stood up completely and headed for the door.

I stayed seated stunned at what just happened...the close proximity...the feel of his nose against mine.

"Hey Doctor Hudson..." I turned towards him with my hand over my heart and my eyes wide. He smirked and looked me up and down once before he continued. "I really do like the dresses you wear."  He waved as he opened the door. "See you around."

For fucks sake...it took a few deep breaths before I was able to regain my equilibrium and come back to planet earth. I got up on wobbly legs and made it over to my desk...barely. I sat in my chair and kept my elbows on my desk with my face in the palms of my hands. I kept replaying what happened over and over and over again. I was completely ashamed of myself for letting it get that intimate...even with Tae I was always in control of the situation. Even when he snuck into my room and straddled me I had control. With Jimin...I had no control. He overpowered me in a way that I have never experienced before. It was almost like I longed for him...for his touch...his warmth.

What bothered me more is why he was still in this house. If he had not seen or heard from his alter in a YEAR and he felt no indications that he would return, why is he still here? What is he afraid of? Its rare for alters to simply disappear but it can happen. Standard rule is after a year with no medication or no therapy your alter is just a temporary thing. I grabbed my phone to make a phone call.

"Hello?"

"Hey Dr. Mason its Dr. Quinn Hudson how are you?"

"I'm going well how are things going in the house?"

"Rather well thank you, but that is why I called. I have a question."

"Go ahead."

"I have a patient that lives in the house who's alter personality hasn't surfaced in a bout a year now. He has no indication of it returning he seems to be scared to leave since he has been here son long. How long should I keep him here?"

"Well that's up to you actually. Rule of thumb for me if I don't see activity in over 6 months then I allow them a probation period to be on their own. If you feel it's the right then dismiss him from the house. We have programs that help them find jobs and housing, plus they all have money so its not like you would be taking away his livelihood."

"Yeah...I think I'll give it some time but I don't believe he's ill anymore."

"Well good luck, call if you need anything."

"Thank you."

Hmmm...I'll give it more time but I couldn't help but hope that Jimin was more mentaly stable than he gave himself credit for. I also hoped that if he didn't need me as a doctor...then maybe...no...I can't even think that. I shook it off and made my notes from the session with Jimin. I then took out Tae's file and went over as much of it as possible. My session with him is tomorrow and we have already made quite a breakthrough. I truly think that Tae isn't too far off from Taehyung. I was hoping that maybe...just maybe I'd be able to get through to Taehyung and get him to accept the side of him that is Tae and embrace him instead of separating from him. If I can get him to embrace his personality with Tae he wouldn't need medication, he would be able to live on his own and control his aggression.

After about an hour I left my office and locked it behind me as usual. I saw Yoongi walking out of his bedroom and smiled and waved at me.

"Hey Quinn."

"How's your day going Yoongi?"

"Good, just about to go meet the guys at the pool...wanna join?"

"You have a pool here?"

He laughed. "Yeah it's indoor. If you go to the end of the hallway where the dance studios are on the main floor, its at the very end."

"Are all the guys going?"

"I think so." He said smiling at me.

"Alright, let me change into my bathing suit and I'll be there!"

He gave me a thumbs up and I maneuvered over to my bedroom. I found my favorite bathing suit and put it on. It was a black suit with straps that crossed in the back. The bottoms were solid on the front and back but the sides were 4 straps that showed a little skin between them. I grabbed a large towel and wrapped it around me as I made my way down the stairs once I locked my door. When I reached the door to the pool I could hear splashes and laughter. I opened the door to see all 7 of them in their swim trunks...shirtless. My eyes scanned over each of them landing on Jimin who was leaned back with his arms over the side holding him up. His abs were sculpted by gods...I swear...they all must have been made that way because each of them were something special to look at.

As I was lost in thought looking at each of them I lost sight of Taehyung. I turned from left to right and when I went to turn around I felt the towel I was holding to me ripped from my grip and thrown behind me. I turned to see Taehyung...or rather Tae standing in front of me. He had a mischievous grin on his face as he stepped closer to me. In one swift motion he bent in half and grabbed hold of my legs hoisting me over his shoulder. I let out a small yelp, but before I could tell him to put me down I felt as if I was flying and then felt the water hit my body as I sank below the surface. As I came back up I watched as Tae did too and I splashed him immediately.

"Tae, you jerk!" I laughed.

He laughed in return and said something that rather surprised me. "It's Taehyung." He said giving me his boxy smile.

"Taehyung...really?" I smiled.

He nodded. "You told Tae to let me have fun...so he is."

The other boys laughed with us and we decided to play chicken. I was on Jin's shoulders as Jimin was on Taehyung. I won but lost in the second round to Namjoon and Yoongi. After the boys played a few rounds we started to relax a little more and I sat on the steps that were inside of the water. Taehyung swam over to me sitting next to me.

"What time should I come to your office tomorrow Quinn?"

"How about after lunch? It's getting late and that way you can sleep in."

"Works for me." He smiled.

We talked for a little bit as he told me about his game with Jungkook. That is until I felt someone jump into the pool splashing the both of us. We laughed and watched as Jimin resurfaced from the water. He swam over to us and sat really close to me causing Taehyung to give me a suspicious glance.

"Do you know what personal space is?" he asked Jimin.

Jimin laid his head on my lap once he replied. "What's that?"

We all laughed a bit and Jimin kept his head in my lap. His hair was dancing in the water and I couldn't help but run my fingers through it. Taehyung seemed to get a notion to leave us alone so he told us his plan on getting Namjoon's hair wet. When he left I felt Jimin grab hold of both of my calves and wrapped my legs around his waist. As he did so he sat up slightly and leaned his back onto my chest. The rest of the guys were in the deep end of the pool to what I assume to give us privacy. He used his fingers to lightly trace over the skin of my thighs giving me chills. It wasn't a sexual act...but intimate nonetheless, and though I know it was wrong...I allowed myself to enjoy his touch and the pressure of him leaning on my chest. As he traced the skin of my thighs with his fingertips I brought up my hands to trace the tops of his arms that were outside of the water.

It was peaceful being this way with him. It felt...right.As wrong as it was...I felt like this was supposed to be happening. I was supposed to feel comfort at his touch. I allowed myself to enjoy his company for the remainder of the night. I would never tell him...but my madness was him...he is my secret.