"Don't worry, ok? All the kids here are really nice." Onew said.

Jonghyun shrugged a bit. He really wasn't worried about it. He was going to age out in about a year and a half, and by then, he would have figured something out. Onew opened the door to the dorm he supervised, and lead Jonghyun into the room. There were two sets of bunk beds, three of the beds were obviously taken, and one of those was currently occupied by a small lump.

"Taeminnie, are you sick?" Onew asked, softly.

"Key and I had a fight." A sad little voice said. Jonghyun looked over at the lump, is face unreadable.

"I'll go and fi-" Onew started, only to be cut off by a severe looking male in the doorway.

"It wasn't a fight. You acted up, I punished you." He said, his tone harsh, and his hands planting on his hips. "It's the Umma's job, after all."

"But you're not just the Umma, Key. Not to me." Taemin muttered, poking his head out. Key's arms dropped to his sides suddenly, his face relaxing, and looking much kinder. He moved to the bed and sat down, his arms open for the little brown haired boy, who immedietly squirmed into them.

"If I'm nicer to you, people will be meaner to you, or try to get you to do things for them. To get them out of trouble. And, besides, I don't come cuddle other people after I punish them, do I?" Key asked. Taemin shook his head, moving himself into Key's lap. "I love you, Taeminnie. You know that."

"I know." Taemin said, relaxing in the boys arms. "Hey, who's that?"

"Who's-?" Key turned and saw Jonghyun standing awkwardly in the center of the room, and Onew only a few feet away from him. "New guy?"

"Yeah. Be nice to him. We don't need another one to run crying."  Onew said. Jonghyun in a slow breath and held it. He'd been hoping to be left alone for a little while.

"Listen, kid. Don't touch my stuff, and I won't kill you." Key said. Onew laughed.

"Actually, he is hyung." Onew said.

"What? But he's so small!" Key said.

"So is Taemin." Onew said. Key leveled him with a look.

"Taemin is a baby." Key said.

"Then you're a e." A new voice joined the conversation. Jonghyun glanced over at the new comer, and felt his breath leave him. The new boy was very handsome, and Jonghyun blushed softly before turning away.

"Minho, come here and meet your new bunkmate, and the new first in charge for your floor." Onew said. Key let out a sharp hiss, and Jonghyun felt doomed already. His roommates would kill him by the end of the week.

"Hey. I'm Minho." Minho said kindly, coming closer. Jonghyun nodded a bit, almost bowing to the, apparently, younger boy.

"Jonghyun." He said, his tongue sounding sharp.

"He's a bit shy right now, but he'll come around." Onew said with a smile. Jongyun stared at the floor for a moment before looking up at Onew.

"Which bed is mine?" He asked quietly. Onew gestured to the top bunk of the bed Key and Taemin weren't on. "Of course.."

He walked over to the bed and glared at the latter for a moment before just tossing his things up on the bed and turning to ask Onew a question, only to find the older male gone, and Key glaring straight at him. He took a deep breath and looked out the window for a moment.

"You can still run the floor you know. You seem to like it..and no one would believe I was hyung anyway." Jonghyun said.

"Hm..maybe I won't kill you after all." Key said, still cradling Taemin close to him. "Come on, now, guys. It's dinner time."