♥ Hall

@◬ Seungyoon This was growing to be tiresome. Jaebum had already felt insecure about his disability; hating how he'd stutter at random and would often have trouble pronouncing rather simple words. He actually had trouble pronouncing some foreigners name once and they got so mad at him, busting his lip open because he thought Jaebum was making fun of him or something. But thankfully, the foreigner quickly realized the situation when someone (a student of his) explained it to him civilly. The guy felt bad in the end and treated Jaebum to a meal as an apology.

But this?

Nah he'd rather get punched again instead of having to deal with /this/ every single damn day.

Suddenly, someone had approached him from behind and nearly sent Jackson down on to his knees. A little confused and alarmed, he looked around the other male and gasped quietly as he saw the hybrid from the other night. Had he been here all along? Just under Jaebum's nose this entire time?

"It's you." He wondered outloud before he watched Jackson walk away with an annoyed huff. "How are you injuries? Have they healed well?" Jaebum asked with a slightly worried look. "But yes, my name is Jaebum." The fox's eyes widened a little and he sputtered for a moment. "I gave those clothes to you. I don't need nor want them back. They're /yours/. And I helped you because I wanted to. I wasn't about to leave you on the ground unconscious like that. You saw how Jackson is just now - there's other, more cruel humans here that could have easily done something bad to you! Ah-- hey! At least give me your name or something!" But the other ignored his words and he huffed a little, small pout on his pink lips. "Not even a 'thank you' or anything." With a shake of his head, he turned and pressed the button for the elevator.

@☪ Jaebum So... the kid was bullying Jaebum for an apparent stutter he had? Sighing softly to himself, the man wondered if the world was ever going to get rid of pricks like this or if they'd have to suffer at the hands of others for an eternity more. Frowning to himself, the stoat listened in a little closer before he shook his head, tired of people picking on others and he wasn't just going to sit there and do nothing about it when he knew he could make a difference. As much as the pain in Seungyoon's shoulder and cheek with his stitches were warning him not to get into anything physical, his heart was telling him to get a move on and stop it then and there.

"..." He muttered to himself, realising his feet were already carrying him down the hallway and over to the pair.
"Hey." Sticking one of his feet out, Seungyoon nudged at the back of Jackon's legs, making it buckle in a little before he rounded on the man, standing in front of him with an almost board expression on his features. Staring down at the shorter man, he let one of his lips curl up to show his distaste at the being in front of him.

"I suggest you move along. Before I make you." There was something about the way Seungyoon was... almost threatening as he spoke. And it was a silent threat in some ways, warning the man to not come back unless he wanted to land himself up in some serious trouble. Muttering something under his breath, the bully did leave thankfully, making the stoat roll his eyes before he turned his attention to Jaebum.
"Jaebum right?" Lifting one of his hands out of his pockets, the white-haired male pointed to the stitches on his cheek before he gave a brief nod to the man, motioning to the wound to try and remind him of who he was.

"I don't know who you think you are helping me. But I dropped your clothes off at the front desk a couple days ago, you should pick them up when you have the time. And yeah, they're washed and stuff." Huffing his words out, Seungyoon was clearly not used to people helping look after him, that and he wasn't all that comfortable about it yet either. How could he trust anyway? Narrowing his eyes on Jaebum, he didn't think he needed to say anything else or even give him his name, so instead he had turned away on his own, his hand back in his hoodie pocket, seemingly going to leave the other hybrid there and perhaps even see if he could get a bit more sleep.

@◬ Seungyoon Jaebum had filled out the information and waited until a doctor had came out to tell him the updates on the male's condition. He still had no idea what his name though but he supposes that in the future, he'd be able to meet him possibly. So he just wandered back home after he paid for the hospital bill, left a note and a fresh pair of clothes for the guy to change into when he wakes up. And after a nice cool shower and a fresh pair of clothes to change into, he flopped onto his couch with an relaxed exhale. At least the other hybrid was okay. So that worry was out of the way. Since then, it'd been nearly a week and he still hasn't been able to see him around.

Maybe he just doesn't live around here...

Right now, he's just coming out of the elevator to head to his class with his duffle-bag of things in his hand. He rounds the corner and ends up bumping into someone. Quickly, he lifts his head to apologize but soon, he frowned as he realizes who is in front of him; grinning at him like he just won the ing lottery or something. Jaebum sighs quietly and thinks to himself, 'here we go' before the on-slaught of insults hits him not a second later.

"Oh would you look who it is? I was just thinking about you, Jaebum."

"You were? That's great. I need to go." He tried to swerve his way around him but Jackson had stepped back in front of him, preventing him from going anywhere.

"Nu-uh, I'm not done yet, retard."

Jaebum sighed and closes his eyes. "Come on man- yo-you really gotta mock someone for their disability like this?"

"Aww, look at you stuttering already." Jackson coos and pushes his shoulders, making him stumble back a little.

@☪ Jaebum As Seungyoon was passed out on the back of a stranger, he didn't wake up any time soon. In fact, he only woke up hours after he'd arrived at the hospital, sighing as he was squinting under the bright lights of the hospital room. He'd pressed the button for assistance in a small moment of panic, a nurse coming through and telling him what he couldn't remember, for the last thing he had remembered was talking to the fox hybrid. He'd been given a note Jaebum had apparently left as well, taking it and reading how the man had apparently brought him here and insisted he needn't pay him back for an ounce of the help he'd been given.

"...Who does he think he is?" The man hissed to himself, narrowing his eyes at the note and scrunched it up into no more than a ball in his palm. But after a moment or two he sighed, unfurling the paper and straightening it out, thinking at least he had the name it had been signed off with to go by when looking for the fox.

It'd been just over a couple of days since the two had encountered as well. Seungyoon had taken to sleeping in the common room when everyone retired for the nights to their dorms - something he still didn't have. It was alright, but it meant he had to wake up super early because he didn't like bumping into many people when he was trying to sleep, and he got annoyed at disturbed slumbers... But today was Sunday so he got a bit of a lay in thankfully. Though it hadn't lasted that much longer before he heard the usual sounds of someone trying to pick a fight with someone else.

Sighing to himself, the man pushed himself up from where he had been laying, tiredly glancing around before he tugged on his hoody, already in his pair of jeans and a t-shirt beneath. He shoved his hands in his pockets as he walked, Seungyoon's head bowed just slightly as he shuffled down the hallways and glanced around curiously. It was in the same garish pink hall that he was now seeing the arctic fox all over again, but this time, he wasn't alone. The man immediately raised his hand to his shoulder, reminded of the aching there as he'd actually ended up dislocating it in one of the fights he'd had before arriving, and it still hurt now (like a ) but if it wasn't for this Jaebum, he knew it could have been a whole lot worse.

For now, Seungyoon waited just down the hall, seemingly unnoticed for now as he listened in on Jaebum's "conversation" with another hybrid.

@◬ Seungyoon As Jaebum continued to observe him, he noticed a few things. It appeared that this guy was in a scuffle or two with the obvious scrapes and bumps on his showing skin. But also his scent. His hyrid is definitely from the arctic. Jaebum could smell the snow, the cold, and the brisk air in his scent and it set his inner fox to sigh quietly in delight. He smelled like home. And honestly, Jaebum's never had a home so he never what it felt like but he smelt like /home/ to him.

"You're clearly not fine. You're /swaying/ on your feet." Jaebum pointed out in worry. "And you're covered in dirty and blood." He bites his bottom lip and turns his head, looking away briefly to look out of the window. It was rather chilly outside but thankfully the roads weren't bad. The nearest medical center was just a walking distance. However, Jaebum wasn't about to make this guy limp his way to the damn hospital. That's crazy. So Jaebum thought about calling him a taxi, or maybe even an uber, or possibly just driving him there himself. So Jaebum turns his head to look over at Seungyoon, opening his mouth to tell him about the options he had listed in his head but he only saw the guy faint and collapse to the ground instead.

"Oh my god--" He exclaims and drops his things before quickly rushing over to him, ignoring the people walking out of the elevator once the doors had opened. Jaebum quickly knelt by his side and looked him over before muttering a quiet 'aish' under his breathe. Gently, he lifts Seungyoon on to his back and also manages to grab his things before he's rushing out of the entrance door and out into the winter air (despite wearing only sweats and a tanktop. While swerving his way through people and crowds, he carries Seungyoon a good 7 minutes before he finally reaches the hospital, calling out for a doctor. When one arrives with a stretcher, he places the hybrid on to it before sitting down in the waiting-room upon told.

"Excuse me, sir?" The receptionist called out and grabbed the fox's attention. "Can you come fill this out?" Jaebum got up from his chair and received the clipboard with a few papers on it before he sat down. Of course they wanted him to fill out a form, being a witness and all. They needed to know his relation to Seungyoon, how he found him, where he found him, etc. With a small shake of his head, he sighs and starts filling out the form.

@☪ Jaebum Of course it was a damn fox. And... he smelled familiar, like he belonged to the winter like he did too. It was an odd mix of apprehension and home, one he hadn't felt in a long time and wasn't sure he wanted to be feeling right now either. So instead, Seungyoon bowed his head but allowed himself to look over the man, his eyes hidden behind that white coloured fringe of his, worried to catch the stranger's faze. He was genuinely hoping and wondering that he could just... ignore the stranger and he'd be left alone soon enough, but he also wasn't sure about the success rate of that either.

Fate seemed to be having other ideas, however. Jaebum had begun talking to him now and the hybrid turned his face away even more, one of his hands reaching up to the opposing shoulder, cradling it in his palm as it was bruised and aching from the scuffles he'd gotten into on the way here.
"I'm fine-" Seungyoon snapped back at first, narrowing his eyes on the floor as if it were to blame for everything now. With a small sigh leaving his lips he felt his head feeling a little bit lighter in response to how he wasn't getting the medical attention he really needed, and he was sure whoever cleaned this pink halls were going to be less than pleased if he bled out on them.

"Just tell me where the medical centre is... I just need some... help..." As the walls had begun spinning, the man's face could be seen for the first time since he and Jaebum had begun talking with one another. A groan, a whimper left the stoat as he had his head tilt up to the side, those unusually light coloured eyes of his looking like they were seconds from rolling to the back of his skull.
"I-" Everything seemed to happen in slow motion then, the man clearly not wanting to ask for help but in sorely need of it. A small 'Damn it' whispered amongst his mind, fainting in front of a predator hybrid would be less than ideal but...

What other choice did he have?

Sinking back, Seungyoon fell to the ground with a soft noise leaving him, one between knowing defeat and wanting to resist it that little bit longer despite being so clearly unable to. As he hit the cold ground, he let his head give in to the side, the last thing he saw being the other hybrid's feet before he finally gave in, long having reached his limit by now.

@◬ Seungyoon It was quite late when Jaebum had finally been able to close up shop. After a hard day at work, teaching people how to dance proved to be quite difficult because all of his students seemed to be on different levels. But none the less, he cheered them on and told them they can do it. He did see a few new faces in his class today and was a little puzzled but found out a couple of his students brought their friends because, apparently, they considered Jaebum the best b-boy/breakdance instructor in town. Which was quite an honor.

Jaebum office was locked in a rather large building, filled without dance studios on the same floor for other classes like ballet and contemporary. But he's learned that actually has more students in his own class than the other teachers (words told to him by his boss) and he can occasionally see the envious looks the other teachers send him. He honestly doesn't know what he does to get so much support, he just teaches and is passionate and genuine about it to his students. He's never strict or harsh and often fools around and jokes with his students - he's more like a brother to them and they're very excited to even see him on the streets outside of classes.

As Jaebum walked down the hall, he couldn't help but scrunch his nose in disgust at the pink walls - he always hated the color pink. Blue, red, and black (with the exception of white) are the colors he thinks best suit him. At first, he didn't see the figure sort of shrinking in on himself as he approached the elevator. On the higher levels were suites for some of the people who worked here and Jaebum happened to be able to snag one of them. Jaebum turned his head and frowned a little he noticed the pale and shivering male hiding off to the side - but the blood he saw was more alarming.

"Hey." He called out slowly. "Are you okay? Are you bleeding...?"

It hadn't been long since Seungyoon had arrived. A matter of moments actually and it was late at night. He'd barely made it in before the doors seemed to be locked for the night, and whilst he was grateful, he felt desperate, bewildered and very lonely. With a sigh leaving his lips he had nothing on him beside the tattered clothing that seemed to be hanging off of him, the staff at the entrance hesitantly pointing him down the direction of the hallway after they'd asked him just a few questions, species, age, etc.

He needed food, warmth, somewhere to rest his head for the night... He needed a lot more than those basics too, like someone to rely on and someone to guide him but he didn't think he could e asking for one of those in the current situation. Seungyoon found the pink walls to be a little... disorientating, the man pausing as he looked at his reflection in the neon pink wall, his eyes seemingly dulled... a little lifeless too perhaps. His lip was cut, bruised, and there was a nasty cut running across his left cheekbone, but it didn't compare to the aching inside of his chest let alone the rest of the afflictions on his body.

Using what remained of one of his sleeves, the hybrid wiped at the blood on his cheek and his lip, wincing in response before he thought he could hear footsteps coming from down the hall. Less than trusting and immediately on alert, Seungyoon glanced around for somewhere to hide, having figured he'd have to find somewhere to sleep for the night, skipping any hopes of food as he was helplessly lost in this place, and whilst he could try and find food using his senses, he was far too exhausted to do so. Instead he glanced in the direction he'd heard the footsteps from, hair raising on the back of his neck whilst he bowed his head, turning his body away as if it would do much good in hiding the state he was in.

/wanders in and looks around/

/sinks down to the ground and sighs/

*wanders around with a frown*