a princess, not a prince • mtf jin

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jin pov

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tick tock

thats the only sound i've been hearing for the past few minutes. all seven of us have been sitting in a plain white room, with nothing besides a desk and eight chairs for about thirty minutes waiting for Manager Sejin to arrive.

everything has been really akward around the dorm ever since that morning. they all know that i was crying that day but none of them knew why i was crying, except for joonie, of course. namjoon has been very supportive of me being trans and has even made an attemp to use female pronouns when refering to me when we're alone. everyone else was walking on nails around me.

i was knocked out of thought when i heard the door open. i looked up to see Sejin entering the room in a hurry. "sorry im late boys, traffic was bad," he said as he settled down in his seat at the end of the table. "now there is a lot we need to talk about so we'll just get started now. so for the love yourself tear comeback we are going to -"

i stopped listening at that point. my mind was elsewhere and i couldn't concentrate. i don't know how long i wasen't focusing for but when i started listening in it was a completely different subject.

"i need your help with deciding who we should choose for a second audition for our new group. we have about 200 applications that we've approved of and only 100 can go into the next audition," he said, handing out some of the applications to us, "i'll give you all 25 each and i'll keep 25 for myself, ok?"

we all nodded and started reading over the applications we were given. i didn't see anyone who stuck out to me, they were all kind of basic. we all sat in silence as we read over the paper.

"what about this guy?" hoseok said, holding up one of the applications.

janggok cheolmin.

i could feel myself starting to blush when i saw the photo attached. he was gorgeous. i looked over to see yoongi to see him with his mouth wide open, drooling.

i looked over at Sejin to see him looking down looking nervous. "m-maybe not h-him," he mumbled quietly but loud enough for all of us to hear.

we were all really confused by this. not only was he the most attractive, judging by the description, the most talented.

sejin sighed deeply, "w-well cheolmin is t-transgender, so sh- uh he's b-biologically f-f-fem-male." we were all looking at him, waiting for him to continue, but i knew i wouldn't like what came out of his mouth yet. and i was right.

"w-we think we should let all the b-biologically m-m-males audition before we let her- i mean him, sorry- a-audition," he said, hanging his head in shame when he finished the sentence.

i couldn't believe what i was hearing! how could he?!

namjoon looked over at me, obviously because he knew i could of offended me, which it did.

we all turned out gaze from sejin when we hear a loud slam at the other end of the table.

by the time i had looked up, taehyung was heading out the door, slamming it behind it. i was really suprised by this, i didn't expect tae to react like that. maybe he knows someone who's trans?

sejin let out another deep sigh, "namjoon, jin, would you mind following after taehyung for me?" namjoon and i didn't say anything, we just nodded and headed out the door.

we walked down the dark, empty hallway in silence, until namjoonie broke it.

"how did you feel when manager Sejin said that?" he asked quietly. "i-i didn't really like it. cheolmin was probably one of the best out of all those applicants," i replied.

namjoon nodded as he listened. "i just don't know why taehy-."

i stopped talking as i heard crying coming from the bathroom. namjoon and i quickly headed over to the door. we didn't know whether to go right in or knock.

"taehyungie?" namjoon said as he softly knocked on the door. after that the crying had stopped and we didn't get a response.

my motherly instincts kicked in at that moment. i opened the door and headed in. namjoon followed me in and shut the door behind him.

i looked around and saw a sight that broke my heart. i saw tae curled up into a tight ball in the corner of the bathroom, crying into his arms.

i quietly hurried over to his side and cautiously pulled hin into a hug. namjoon slowly came over to my side, not really sure what to do. he rubbed tae's arm to calm him down.

it took him a few minutes to calm down from the state he was just in. he stopped crying with only a few occasional tears slipping out. he wasn't breathing as harshly as he was before, but he did give an occasional sniffle.

"i-i have s-something i-i n-need to t-tell y-y-you," he said quietly, his voice cracked slightly as he spoke.

"i-i'm t-trans."

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27.06.18