“I screwed up, Reagan, I screwed up real bad,” he sighed as he continued to pace.

                  “Well, what happened?” I asked gently.  I put my arm out to place a hand on his shoulder, but his pacing was becoming manic and I wasn’t sure if my touch would cause him more distress.

                  “I shouldn’t have gone,” he said, more to himself.  His eyes were on the floor and his pace was quickening.  He was beginning to ramble.  “I just…it was nice…to be picked...”

                  “Namjoon,” I stepped in front of him and he almost crashed into me.  I put my hands on his cheeks and tilted his face down toward mine.  He seemed taller now that we were closer.  “Namjoon, it’s ok.  Whatever it is.  It’s ok.”

                  He sighed and blinked slowly.  He placed his hands over mine and lowered our hands off his face and held mine between us.  “It’s not.  I’m so stupid.  I snuck out.  We met her with a bunch of others a few weeks before and we’d been texting and…”  He laughed somewhat sardonically.  “I was dumb to think she liked me best.”

                  “No, Namjoon, it wasn’t,” I assured him.  “It happens.  You’re 24…”  I smiled lightly.  “You’re dumb when it comes to girls.”

                  He sighed heavily and pushed my hands away from him.  He plopped himself down onto the floor with his legs stretched out and his arms straight behind him holding up his torso.  He let his head fall back with his eyes shut.  “I’m the worst.  I don’t even care what happens to me, but this will make BTS look bad.  What kind of leader am I?  I knew I wasn’t good enough for this job and it only took 5 years for me to prove myself unworthy.”

                  I sat down next to him and pushed his head up.  “Namjoon, you made a mistake.  You’re human.  It happens, but I promise you…1 we are going to fix this and 2 you are the best leader BTS could ever ask for.”

                  He sighed.  “You know, I’m really glad we met you.  It’s only been a short while, but you’re a good person.”  I grinned.  “But you can’t help me.  The pictures are out and I’m dead.  Not just me.  BTS.  Everything we worked for, we worked so hard for so long and we accomplished so much and we were so close to…”  He sighed a shaky sigh and his eyes watered slightly.  “And now it’s over and it’s all my fault.  I let my brothers down.”

                  I reached over and smacked my hand against his cheek.  He blinked rapidly and touched his cheek with his fingertips.

                  “No.  Tell me everything and I’m going to help you fix this,” I stated determinedly.  “You are not allowed to give up and I’m not going to let some stupid wannabe ruin you or BTS.  You guys are bullet proof.”