C2BC.. A show ridden with drama and withering friendships. Or blooming of new starts. But neither way, somehow you and Pound became best friends! Possibly more? No no... the thought had crossed your mind many times. Pound was too innocent and kind too think of that right? Right....?

You and Pound sat on the blue bench in the hotel where the contestants stayed in. You and him in a secluded area with vintage brown walls talking about who too eliminate.. obviously beer keg. He punched you earlier! A pretty nasty black eye covered by a white eyepatch. Until the conversation shifted.

"You know- u-um... hope this isn't a bad t-time but that uh... eyepatch makes you look pretty? Haha..."

He nervously laughed, a faint blush on his face. You taking the complement lightly and making a sarcastic remark. Until you felt a slight fluttery feeling on your cheek. Did he just-

"H-hope that makes the eye better!.."