Luhan's POV

Ling stood in the centre of the circle with her shirt rolled up. She stood with her back to me, facing Xiumin who looked horrified at whatever is on her stomach.

When did the they find her? I don't remember letting her out of my sight.

Xiumin glared at me from the corner of his eyes as if to blame me for this incident. The face he made was unfamiliar to me, I had never seen his face that angry before. I frowned in frustration and played back the day in my mind.

Ling had been angry with me for some reason. Ever since she asked if I knew Borin last night, she avoided my eye and all my attempts at making conversation. I had started to get the feeling that she was expecting something from me whenever we talked about Borin. An explanation or something of the sort. This morning when I had brought her up with Ling on the set, she had walked out on me, leaving me alone for lunch. That afternoon, EXO had a schedule at a radio station and-

"At the radio station!" I blurted suddenly realizing that for half of the show, she wasn't there.

"Ah!" Baekhyun held up a finger recalling the memory. "Ling, you left half way through our radio show and came back at the end of it."

She stayed silent and put down her shirt. Lay moved her to the chair and helped her sit down.

Sehun moved to sit right in front of her on the ground. "Does it hurt?"

She shook her head. "I'm fine."

"It was one of those fans wasn't it," Chanyeol muttered. "The crazy ones."

Suho shot him a glare but didn't say anything. We all knew all too well, how extreme some fans could be.

That night, I sat on my bed thinking of Ling who was across the hall from me. Her smiling face flashed in my mind and I smiled. Ling's short absence from my life felt like forever. I had started to realise how much I missed teasing her and her laugh. I lay down and stared at the ceiling. Why was I trying to hide the fact that I knew Boring before? Was it because I had had feelings for her, or was it because somewhere deep down I still had feelings for her?

I rolled to my side in frustration and suddenly remembered Xiumin's glare. I shuddered at the memory of it. As if it wasn't obvious enough, Xiumin was in love with Ling. So much that I wouldn't be surprising if he hunted down those fans that hurt her himself.

I sat up in irritation. Whenever I think about Xiumin's feelings for Ling I get irritated. Was it irritation as an older brother, or-

As a man?

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Ling's POV

I woke up to pain in the middle of the night. The bruise in my stomach ached unlike anything I have never felt before. I rolled out of bed fighting back the urge to cry out in pain and worked myself to the kitchen for a glass of water.

I brought the glass of water with me to the couch where I felt for my bruises. I messaged the one on my thigh and recalled the masked faces of the fans that dragged me from the elevator, down the stairs, and into the back entrance. There they told me to quit participating in the show and that the fans don't need a representative like me. I retorted back saying that it wasn't my decision but did not get the response I wanted. They beat me down and I could barely do anything as I was out-numbered 1 to 6.

I let out a sigh of annoyance as my whole body ached with exhaustion and pain. I went back to the kitchen and washed out the glass.

"Ling?"

I spun my head around to stare into the face of Luhan. His hair was a mess and he was wearing a baggy T-shirt and shorts. My eyes darted at the cameras around the room and moved around him to head back to my room.

"Ling, let's talk."

"I rather not, not when everything is going to be broadcasted on live television," I muttered fully aware of the cameras all over the living room.

He chuckled. "Yong Min is actually really smart. He's using the show as a way to monitor the members, and probably me too."

I clutched my side as the pain returned suddenly and limped around the corner. I did not feel like talking to Luhan right now, not while I'm in this state. He grabbed my shoulder and helped me move to the corner of the living room where we sat down on the floor.

"This is a blind spot in the room, the cameras and mics won't pick up anything here." He muttered into my ear, his breath felt hot against my skin.

I recalled the time he found the blind spot in the cosmetics shop. He's good at finding blind spots. Did he think he could find mine too?

I felt my heart speed up and I held my breath. The photo of him and Borin flashed in my mind and I pushed him away. I was still angry at him for keeping secrets from me.

I hear him sigh and I glared at him from the corner of my eyes.

"Alright, what do you want to talk about." I snapped at him.

"Borin and I know each other," his voice was barely a whisper. "She used to be an on-call back up dancer for SM."

I leaned on the wall and looked at him. He stared intensely at his hands almost as if he had written everything on his hand.

"Back then, we had just recently debuted and instead of regular backup dancers, we only got on-call ones. Their skill levels are different in the way that the regular ones are more experienced. Borin was one of the worst on-call dancers we had actually." He smiled and his expression softened. "She was always late to practices, and we always had to call her twice to get a hold of her. None the less, Borin was hard working. She always bought us bread to compensate for her lateness."

I watched as Luhan smiled warmly at his hands and looked down in remorse. My chest tightened and I realised that Luhan's feelings for Borin were more than just friends, more than what he felt for me. I looked away and couldn't bear to hear him talk about her anymore.

"I guess what I'm trying to say is," he ran his hand through his messy bed hair. "when you asked me if I knew Borin beforehand, I was a bit caught off guard because, you know..."

His voice trailed off into the tense air around us. I closed my eyes and wished that this conversation had not happened. Somehow I felt worse than before. Luhan coughed into his shirt and continued. "You know, my feelings for Borin..."

Stop, I don't want to hear any more.

"I wasn't sure if my feelings for Borin had gone."

His face grew red and I knew exactly what was coming next.

"I think I'm still in love with Borin."

Notes

//Author's Note:
Luhan's feelings are out. He still has feelings for Borin, an ex-backup dancer at SM and Ling's close friend in Korea. How is Ling coping with this new piece of information?
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