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What's in a name?

   Jin carried Yoonin for a long time before they stopped at a park bench. Jin sat down with Yoonin still tucked in his arms, he was cradling her like a baby rocking her back and forth and murmuring soothing things that only she could hear. Min-Yoongi stood behind the bench watching making sure that there was no trouble. His heart was tearing in two at the sight of this young girl with bruises across her stunning face. He only wanted to see her smile again, like she was when he first saw her from the top of the stairs. She looked so happy then. So full of life. This new look, one of fear, that filled her eyes was almost enough to bring him to his knees. 

    He had to do something. Walking to the front of them he crouched down close to the ground and slowly moved towards the pair. 

   Speaking softly he said "Hey there" reaching out his hand toward the girl, who captured his mind with her beauty, he hesitated when she flinched back trying to bury her face into Jin. Yoongi moved slowly trying not to scare the girl anymore. "No don't you hide that pretty face." Yoongi smiled when he saw the girl peek out from Jin's chest. "There you are." Yoongi gently uses his thumb to wipe away the tears coming silently out of her eyes. "You had a hard day huh?" Yoongi's voice was so soft that Jin could barely hear him. 

   Yoonin slowly reached out a shaking hand. Jin and Yoongi watched in amazement when she stroked Yoongi face. She said only one word before the stress of the day push her into unconsciousness and she went limp in Jin's arms. The boys just looked at each other trying to understand what she was trying to say. 

  Yoongi was the first to talk "Did she just call me?"

  Jin started to shake his head yes "She just called you Suga" then he started to laugh at Yoongi shocked expression. "Well your far from that! Just wait till the guys hear about this Haha!"

 Yoongi sat back on his heals grinning "So do you think she likes me?" wagging his eyebrows up and down.

This just made Jin laugh more "Come on Casanova lets get her to the house. I want to call my dad to come over and check her out."  

"Here let Me" with a slight grunt Yoongi picked up Yoonin's dead weight from Jin and started to walk

"Hey thanks, Suga." Jin said jumping in front of Yoongi to lead the way home. In doing so he never saw the look of endearment that was on his friends face as he gazed at Yoonin.

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   Yoonin felt like the pressure in her head was going to explode. Blowing her brain into a thousand pieces. Her eyes open to a world of green blurriness. Nothing looked right, it was all wavy like she was looking at the world through a green glass of liquid. She opened her mouth to moan only to have it fill with cold water. She started to choke as the foul-tasting liquid ran down her throat. It was coating her mouth with a slimy texture making her gag. She tried to rid her self of the taste by whipping her head side to side to clear it. It was only then as she tried desperately to pull in a much-needed breath of air, that she understood that she was underwater... 

   Then the panic started. Yoonin was unsure of how or why she was in the cold murky water. All she knew was she must get up to the air, her lungs were already burning with need.  Kicking her feet and clawing at the water she tried desperately to break through to the surface above her. She fought hard against the oppressive green mass of liquid that threatens to take everything away from her. She had hope. It looked like she could make it. The surface was not that far away.  Joy poured through her, giving her a much needed extra boost to the muscles that were weak and tired. She was going to make it. Relief spread through her as she felt the warmer air break over her head. The water ran out of her eyes and she could see the world without that eerie green tint on everything. She had a moment of relief only to be shoved right back down in the spooky underworld that deprived her of the air, by a pair of strong hands. The air that she needed desperately was taken away in one fast downward push. Her muscles were crying out with their need, her lungs burning, and feeling like they were imploding inwards on themselves. Yoonin struggle against the strong hands that were holding her down. She was clawing at the flesh on the arms holding her, ripping, digging pulling strips of flesh away in her panic to get free.