He sat there across from  me his elbows on his knees and his face on the palms of his hands. When he walked into my office the first thing he did was walk directly to the chairs and he has been sitting like this for about 25 minutes. His breathing was even but other than that he didn't move a single muscle. I sat across from him crossing my legs waiting. Waiting for him to say something...to move...anything. But he didn't. He just sat there breathing in and out...in and out. I cleared my throat quietly hoping it would make him jump even a little but it was as if he was stone.

"Namjoon." I said softly.

Finally I saw his shoulders rise and fall as he inhaled and exhaled deeply. His hands fell and his head lifted slightly as he looked at me.

"I don't know what to say."

"Well...I have a lot to ask...so why don't we start there?"

He nodded.

"What do you remember about last night."

He visibly swallowed. "Everything." He croaked out.

"And how do you feel about the actions of your alter."

"Ashamed."

"Why? You didn't do anything...did you?"

"No...it wasn't me...I would never hurt someone...especially someone who is trying to help me." He dropped his head again, it hanging above his parted knees. "I'm so sorry." He croaked again this time tears falling from his eyes.

"Namjoon I'm not upset with you..." I stopped in my tracks as I watched him sit up straight, he stretch his arms out and crack his neck to the left, then to the right. His eyes opened and he slowly turned his head towards me.

"Namjoon isn't here right now."

"Why not?"

"Because he doesn't like talking about things."

"Bring him back."

"No."

"Bring...him...back..."

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

Just then we heard a knock on the door. "Come in."

Jin walks in and locks the door behind him walking towards Namjoon and I. As he gets closer I see Namjoon's breathing get heavier and faster, his eyes never leave Jin, and I can see some sweat bead on his neck. Jin locks eyes with him and he walks over to the 3rd chair and takes a seat. They continued to stare at each other until Jin tore his gaze away from him and looked over at me.

"What do I have to do?"

I looked over at Namjoon who did not look away from Jin once. "Bring Namjoon back." I said darkly. That's when Namjoon's eyes flickered towards me. Before he could speak Jin looked back to Namjoon.

"Bring Namjoon back." He said with a voice I never heard before.

Namjoon looked back at Jin. "Why?"

"Because I need to talk to him."

"Well he doesn't want to talk to you."

"I don't give a rats ass what he wants...Bring him back."

I had never heard Jin speak so sternly towards anyone before...and Namjoon looked...scared?

"What do you want to talk about?" he asked.

"None of your business."

He tilted his head a bit that smirk that doesn't fit him forming back on his lips. "Is it something to do with being a fag?"

"Yes." Jin answered without missing a beat.

"He'll pass." Namjoon replied.

"GOD DAMN IT, BRING NAMJOON BACK RIGHT NOW OR SO HELP ME I WILL NOT HESITATE TO BEAT HIM OUT OF YOU."

Amazingly, and almost immediately, I saw Namjoon crack his neck once to the left, then again to the right his eyes opening back up. First he seemed confused...but only momentarily when he saw the look On Jin's face. The loving look Jin was giving him brought Namjoon to tears. Sobbing and falling to his knees, he crawled to Jin placing his hands on his thighs once he reached him. His head followed falling into Jins lap as tears continued to fall from his eyes no signs of stopping.

"I'm sorry...I'm so...so sorry Jin...I didn't mean any of it..." he continued to sob and Jin looked up and away from him. It warmed my heart that even though Jin couldn't bring himself to look at Namjoon just yet...he lifted his hand and brushed his fingers through his hair attempting to comfort him. Namjoon moved his hands from on Jin's thighs to around his waist encircling him. He tighted his grip around him and brought his head to press against his stomach sobbing even harder. Finally Jin cracked and put his arms over Namjoon's shoulders leaning down to embrace him. They cried together...it wasn't loud...it wasn't obnoxious...it was almost beautiful.

After quite some time Jin lifted up off of Namjoon patting his back softly.

"Namjoon..." he spoke. "you need to get up and talk to Dr. Hudson..." He shook his head in Jin's lap holding him even tighter if that was possible. "Joonie....please." Jin whispered a single tear falling.

Namjoon's shoulders shook a little but he nodded his head slowly. He took his time getting up but eventually all three of us were back in our seats, backs straight, and breathing regularly.

"Namjoon..." I started. "I need you to answer a few questions...and I need you to answer them and fight your alter coming out. Do not let him come back."

He nodded and looked at Jin.

"Why did you leave Harvard?" I figured I start with the hard questions.

He took a deep breath. "I was going through a hard time and it was interfering with my studies, so I left."

He's not getting off that easily. "What hard time were you going through?"

He swallowed hard. "It was a social issue I was having." His eyes flickered to the floor and Jin sighed heavily tiling his head up looking at the ceiling.

I leaned forward looking Namjoon straight in the eye. "Who?" I asked simply.

I'm not sure how long he kept my gaze for. I saw his eyes flutter back and forth quickly...he was fighting his alter...I could tell. He cleared his throat and without looking away he spoke.

"Christian Bailey." He said.

Finally.

Jin's head shifted and he looked at Namjoon with shocked wide eyes.

"Who was Christian Bailey to you?"

"A friend...we uh...we were really good friends and...my feelings for him became..." He stopped and cleared his throat. "...more than friendship." He looked up at Jin who didn't say anything but listened. "One day...he told me he liked my hair...I had colored it a lavender color...and he...he brushed his fingers through my hair and when he did I couldn't stop myself...I leaned towards him and kissed him."

Jin swallowed...this must be hard for him...listening to Namjoon talk about the first person he ever loved must not be easy...but I was impressed with how calm he kept.

"Why did you kiss him?"

"Because..." he looked from me to Jin to me again. "Because I loved him."

Jin let out a deep breath and when I turned towards him he look as if he was relieved. I turned back to Namjoon who had his head buried in his hands again.

"Do you still love him?"

He shook his head. "No."

"Why not?"

"Because I'm in love with someone else."

"Who do you love Namjoon? Who are you in love with?" I asked gently.

"You." He said looking at Jin. "I love you Jin...oh god..." he starting to tear again. "I've loved you for so long...I'm tired...I'm tired of hiding it from everyone...from myself. I love you Jin."

Jin's breathing became heavy and he stood up making short distance to get to Namjoon. Namjoon stood to his feet and embraced Jin kissing him on the lips in a passionate...loving kiss filled with heat. Jin wrapped his arms around Namjoon's neck and Namjoon snaked his arms around Jin's waist gripping him so tight I'm surprised Jin was able to breath.

I looked down trying to give them privacy. After a moment I looked back up to see Jin's face hidden in the crook of Namjoon's neck. Namjoon was stroking Jin's back as they slowly swayed back and forth.

"I need to finish this session gentlemen."

"Just one more minute." Namjoon whispered.

I couldn't help but smile. Eventually the two parted and Jin left my office, but not before many kisses were exchanged and promises of talking afterwards were made.

Once the door closed Namjoon leaned back and let out a deep breath. "Thank you." He said without looking at me. His head tilted and his eyes closed.

"For what?"

"For bringing Jin here....for making me say it...for making me fight my alter."

"Namjoon...I'm not going to keep you here for very long...but I have one last question."

He looked towards me waiting for me to continue. "Did you notice...once you admitted how you felt...you didn't have to fight your alter from coming out?"

He smiled a nodded. "It wasn't even a struggle...once I said it."

"I need you to look in the mirror every day...once a day...and tell yourself that you love Jin...man or no...you love him and that it is okay...can you do that for me?"

"I can."

I nodded.

"You are dismissed...go talk with Jin." I smirked at him.

He jumped up from the chair and literally ran out of my office not bothering to shut the door behind him. I heard him run down the hallway fast, and knock frantically at Jin's door. Next thing I heard was Jin's door being slammed shut. I giggled to myself not needing to guess what they were going to "talk" about. As I was about to shut my office door a hand smacked the middle of the door causing me to jump.

Jimin.

Damn.

"Yes?" I said eyeing him.

"Have a minute?"

I stepped aside letting him into my office. I sould have known better...next thing I knew he slammed the door shut and pinned me up against it. His nose brushed mine and I felt his breath on my lips.

Damn...Here we go again.