For all 9 people to be packed into one tent, there wasn't much room to move about. If someone were to trip, the entire tarp was going to come down. However, each one of you were beyond worried and wanted to hear first hand what the diagnosis for Jongho was.

"Out of all the weapons those gang members have, you get injured from falling into a hole." Yeosang had a deep set frown, harshly wrapping Jongho's knee between two sticks while still being gentle.

"At least he took out that one guy with him." Wooyoung pointed out.

It seemed that the story went; Jongho was throwing punches with a guy when he stepped into a hole and his ankle twisted. From doing this, his knee gave out on him, which made him fall. While being on the floor he took the chance to pull on his assailant's leg to trip him. From there, Jongho was able to find a branch and beat him with it.

"I'm fine." Jongho winced when Yeosang lightly pressed his fingers into the side of the knee in warning.

"Jongho, your leg is purple." Yeosang sighed. "You probably irritated your old injury."

Yeosang stood up after placing Jongho's leg down onto the bedspread. The boy had been brought in to lay down, the others making sure he was off the injury.

"I wouldn't be surprised if it's a sprain. You should be fine in a couple of days if that's the case, though." Yeosang explained. "Just keep off it and wrapped tightly. No leaving the bed for today and tomorrow. You can start to walk on crutches in a few days."

"But we have things to do-" Yeosang held up a finger to stop Jongho.

"We do." The man pointed to himself and the others. "You can rest here for the time being." The look in his eyes held no room for an argument.

You knew Yeosang was the one who cared for them when in a medical emergency and you could see he took his expertise very seriously. The others seemed to also be wary of him when he was acting as doctor. They looked like they wouldn't dare to go against Yeosang's orders.

"What am I supposed to do?" Jongho pouted, crossing his arms.

"Nothing!" Wooyoung exclaimed with a smile. "Enjoy your time. Sounds like you'll be having a blast!"

"I'm sorry, Jongho." Yeosang sighed. "I know you get antsy, but you have to stay in bed tomorrow."

Yeosang's words only made Jongho's pout deepen. "What if I need to pee?"

"One of us will take care of you." The boys who were near you suddenly cringed, silently groaning. "Don't worry." Yeosang added.

"I'll take care of him." You spoke up, moving the boys aside to reach Jongho.

You came up beside Yeosang, the boy looking down at you with furrowed eyebrows. By the look on Jongho's face, the older boy knew the younger one was not too excited about you taking care of him.

"You sure?" He asked you.

"Yeah, don't worry about it." You gave Yeosang a reassuring smile. "If I need help I'll be sure to call for one of you." You looked at the others, giving them the same smile.

"Alright then. Sounds like a plan." Wooyoung slapped the person next to him on the shoulder. Mingi squeaked, giving Wooyoung the side eye.

As the boys all shuffled out, making sure to tell Jongho to listen, Yunho walked closer to you. "If he makes you upset, don't be afraid to come to one of us." He told you softly.

While you weren't upset with the boy, he knew that Jongho was holding some kind of resentment towards you after that night. It was a stupid reason, but hopefully you both could solve it with the time you spend with him.

"I'll be fine." You told Yunho. He hummed, turning around to leave the two of you alone.

There was a moment of awkward silence as the two of you were alone in the tent. You looked around for a bit, taking note of everything before wanting to make small talk. "Would you like anything?" You asked.

"No." He immediately told you.

He kept his eyes on his leg, poking at it as he messed with the pain it gave him. He didn't flinch or make a sound, so you knew he would stop right before things got too painful.

"Seonghwa is making dinner. I'll bring it to you when it finishes." You told him, turning around to leave, but you stopped short.

He hadn't given you an answer when you reached the door so you whipped back around to look at him. "Are you mad at me?" You spoke up, almost shouting it, as you didn't have a proper hold on your emotions.

Jongho's head whipped up to look at you, a confused expression on his face. "Where would you get that?" He shook his head.

While his words were meant to deter you from thinking he was in fact mad, the way he looked at you made you think otherwise.

"You've been avoiding me since last night. I wanted to speak with you." You looked down, fiddling with your fingers.

"You're speaking now." Jongho shrugged.

"Jongho." You told him exaggeratedly, getting annoyed with the way he seemed to dodge your questions.

He looked away from your glare, jaw clenching as he tried to come up with what to say. "Sorry. I'm just annoyed." He sighed.

You huffed as you looked at his knee. "It's only for one day. You can move again soon." You told him. "Yeosang said you irritated your old wound. Have you hurt your leg before?" You asked him quietly

"Yeah." Jongho sighed. "It's sensitive to certain movements." He moved his knee a bit, wincing from a surge of pain.

"I see." You nodded your head. You looked around once more, dropping your shoulders when he wasn't going to talk more to you. "I'll leave you to it then." You turned around, planning to actually leave this time.

However, he was the one who called out to you. "Why are you still here?" He asked you. You whipped your head around to look at him, confused. "You could be at home in a nice bed, working in the hotel."

Your jaw ticked as you looked down. There was a growing pain in your chest at his words that made tears almost pool in your eyes. "Do you want me gone?" You asked him quietly.

Jongho began to frown at your tone. It hurt him to have you think he didn't want you to stay. To stay by their sides. He knows the other's would be happy with the way he was speaking to you, but all he could think about was the smile on your face if you were to have a better life.

"No." He answered, looking down at his lap.

"Then why are you pushing me to leave?" You walked over to his side, falling down onto your knees to sit next to him.

"Because you don't deserve this." Jongho admitted to you.

You knew where he was coming from, but all of a sudden you felt angry with how he was choosing things for you."Why do you get to choose what I deserve? Better yet, how could you know what I deserve?" You told him. "You don't know me."

"You don't know us either!" Jongho retorted.

"What if I want to!?" You suddenly asked. You took in a deep breath, trying to calm down as tears pooled in your eyes. "You-You all make me feel like I'm somebody. Like I'm meant to be here." You admitted to him.

"I have never once ever made a friend who didn't belittle me for the way I thought or acted. You guys don't make me feel like I'm the strange one. But you keep saying I don't deserve this, which means I don't deserve to be happy." You looked down, hands clenching your pants.

Jongho suddenly felt lost for words, realizing how harsh he was being with you. "I didn't mean that-"

"But you still keep pushing me away." You cried. "It hurts to have you think that." You sniffled lightly.

He tried to scoot closer to you, to bring you into his arms in a hug. When you noticed his movements, you were quick to allow yourself to fall forward. "Love, I'm sorry. That's not what I want." He whispered into your hair.

"Then why are you doing it?" You asked quietly, your words muffled by his shirt.

Jongho pursed his lip, looking up at the roof before leaning back down to pull you closer to him. "Because it'll make me selfish to keep you here."

You pulled back to look at him. "Aren't we all selfish?"

"Not you." He shook his head, hand running over your cheek. "Never you."

You saw his eyes flicker down to your lips, which prompted you to do the same. "How would you know?" You asked him.

"Because I know you." He pulled you closer, his nose rubbing against yours. "No matter what you do, you'll always think about others first."

With a suction of breath, you pulled yourself to touch his lips with yours. His hands were warm as they moved to your neck and pulled you closer. You noticed how his kiss was soft yet demanding. He wanted you to know that, while he was sweet about it, he was the one moving you along.

You raised to your knees to get closer to him, which led him to place his hand on your waist. As you shuffled closer, his hands bunched up your shirt. Jongho didn't use his tongue like the others had, which made you lick his lips just the tiniest of bits. He suddenly sucked in a breath as his nostrils flared from the contact.

Your eyes flew open as he suddenly gripped your waist around his arm and moved you to fall into his lap. You squeaked, but Jongho didn't allow you to pull back from him. With his other arm, he made sure to keep your head close to his. He didn't want you to break the kiss and you knew that.

You began to pant as his mouth only seemed to push you along, lifting your hips up to get more comfortable in the man's lap. Before you realize it, you swing one leg over Jongho's thighs, straddling him. Jongho took advantage of the position to place both hands on your back and pull you closer. His good knee lifted, which caused you to shift further up his legs.

You pulled your lips from Jongho's, however the man took the invitation to continue kissing down your jaw. Your head fell back as the new sensations left shivers going down your spine. Your fingers moved to the back of his neck, hands finding their way into his shirt to feel his heated skin. You stuck your hand down the back of his shirt, nails scratching lightly.

Your other hand went to his scalp, digging into his hair. When his lips suddenly touched your collar bone, you leaned back onto his lifted knee, causing him to pull forward. As you did so, you let out a moan from the juncture between your thighs rubbing up against him. Your eyes went wide as you both stared up at each other.

"Sheesh, Love." He returned to your mouth like a starved man this time around.

He wasn't careful anymoreâ€"he allowed his hands to roam every part of your covered body as they pleased. Jongho grabbed fistfuls of the side of your thighs, digging you deeper onto his lap. You fell forward, feeling the pressure on your most sensitive area. It left you panting and wanting to rub against it more.

However, you were quickly stopped when you realized just how fast you were going. The build up was already coming up on you, which made you pull back from Jongho as you tried to calm down your racing heart.

He allowed you to lay your head down on his shoulders, feeling your thighs twitch on his as you tried to come down from the stimulation. He frowned to himself as he noticed how sensitive you truly were, deciding to soothe your skin by rubbing your back.

"Are you okay?" He asked you quietly.

"Yeah," You answered. "I've just never done that before." You pulled back from him, suddenly feeling something between your legs.

Your eyes went wide and you made quick work of getting off him. "I'm so sorry!" You gasped, falling backwards.

"Hey, it's okay." Jongho frowned, watching your flushed face. When he noticed how you seemed to shy away from him, he came up with a conclusion. "Have you never done any of that before?" He asked you, tilting his head.

You shook your head slowly. "I had my first kiss with Mingi."

Jongho's eyes suddenly went wide as his hands dropped beside him. "Well, that's kind of important."