TAEYONG was dead frozen, sitting on the floor of the bathroom, staring up at the man he used to call his soulmate. He could feel his body ache painfully slowly, and wondered if it was the lack of food or just nerves. Maybe both.

"I can tell how shocked you are upon seeing me, you probably wanna ask why I'm here." Jaehyun says softly, walking towards the smaller on the floor.

"Don't." The words come out harsher than Taeyong wanted them too, but it's what made Jaehyun stop in his track.

Taeyong lifts himself off the tile floor, almost wobbling as he places his hands on the counter for help, and looks down and up at Jaehyun to land on his eyes. Taeyong squints them in disgust.

"What do you want." He asks, curious on why Jaehyun is in his house once again and not at work.

"I came here to talk to you." Jaehyun states.

"Is rat all? Because if it is, I'm not interested." Taeyong says in a rude manner, and walk around Jaehyun hoping to just head to his room and sleep.

"No no wait, just listen to me." Jaehyun panics as he swiftly grabs Taeyongs boney bicep.

The grasped male turns around swiftly, and almost loses his balance. Jaehyun was quick to tighten his hold on the other, seeing he was unstable.

"Let go! I want nothing to do with you anymore Jae!" Taeyongs raspy voice was the sign of a swelled throat, probably from drinking so much alcohol all at once.

"Taeyong stop!" Jaehyun struggles to not hurt the other as he fights his grip on him, but Jaehyun knew well that Taeyong could barely stand.

"No! Let go!" Taeyong yells, and fights Jaehyuns hands weakly.

"Taeyong your mentally and physically unstable, without this grip you'd probably fall right to your knees so I suggest you just stop!" Jaehyun says on one breath, and Taeyong knows deep down he was right. He was so right, and he hated it.

Taeyong stops struggling, and feels almost tired as he lets out small pants. He regrets not doing anything for the past few days, his stamina has even gotten worse.

"Just listen to me for a few minutes." Jaehyun starts, and Taeyongs heart almost hurts at the tone. "Please." He pleads.

Taeyong looks up at him, and curses himself for being so vulnerable. How could he help it though, the alcohol and the lack of people made him naive. He hasn't even gotten to see his son the past few days.

"Fine." Taeyong whispers, but the next thing he knew he was being picked up over a shoulder.

"What are you doing!" Taeyong exclaims.

"You could barely get out of the bathroom, lift yourself up even. Admit it Taeyong, you need some help." Jaehyun says, and Taeyong stays silent in response.

Getting sat down on the couches, Taeyong watches Jaehyun as he waits for him to speak. Taeyong then couldn't help but let his mind wonder off slowly as he stared at the other males features. The sharp gaze, the ripped nose, the foreign eyes, the plump lips, and the chiseled jaw line. He missed it, he missed seeing it everyday. He hated it though, and he could feel the seed of bitterness grow as he remembered that night.

"Taeyong, I know you mad, and you should be. I don't blame you at all for what I did, but I know you blame yourself for it. I wanted to stay on the board, I wanted to keep my reputation, and I wanted to keep my job that I hated so much. I was stupid, and selfish, and I'm sorry." Jaehyun whispers, and Taeyongs furrowed eyebrows slowly disappears as he heard the apology. "I'm sorry I messed up, I'm sorry I made you feel like trash and I'm sorry I said those things to you that night. I'm sorry, and I don't expect you to accept my apology, but please," Jaehyuns starts, and looks at Taeyong straight in the eyes. "Don't hate me, I can't live knowing you hate me." Jaehyuns voice almost cracks at the last words, and Taeyong sees his eyes get glossy.

"Jae...." Taeyong says softly, but trails off as he doesn't even know what to say.

"Taeyong, I'm in love you." Jaehyun blurts out, and Taeyongs eyes widen as he's taken back by the sudden confession.

"Do you really mean it?" Taeyong whispers, and he could feel his eyes get glossy as a sob comes up in his throat.

"Every single word." Jaehyun says back slowly.

Taeyong couldn't sit there for one more second as he threw himself at Jaehyun, wrapping his arms around the males neck. He broke out in a cry as he felt hot tears run down his cheeks. Jaehyuns arms didn't hesitate as they wrapped themselves around the smallers frame, pulling the male close.

"I-I love you too." Taeyong chokes out, and Jaehyun lets out a sigh of relief as he hears those words.

A small smile comes to both of their faces, and they embrace each other for a little longer before pulling away. Jaehyun cups the others face gently, wiping away the tears.

"I'm glad you said that, or else I'd be the one sobbing." Jaehyun jokes, and Taeyong couldn't hold back a small laugh.

After a little bit of laughing their pain away, all that was heard was sniffling.

"Where's Jisung?" Jaehyun asks, haven't seeing the little boy.

"He's at Doyoungs, I couldn't keep him here while I had mental breakdowns." Taeyong whispers, sniffling as he looked down at the floor in shame. "God I suck as a father."

"Don't say that." Jaehyun was quick to say, looking over at the other. "You did what you thought was right, and you tried your hardest to provide for him. He loves you, more than anything." Jaehyun says.

"I know he does, I just wish I could give him more.." Taeyong trails off in guilt, and Jaehyun notices.

Cupping the others face, he brings it up to face him.

"Taeyong, stop hating on yourself for wishing what you can't do, and be proud of what you did do. You didn't give up, be proud of it." Jaehyun whispers, and Taeyongs heart flutters into a million pieces.

That's the most nicest thing someone had said to Taeyong in his life time, and he never really knew the feeling of being told it. Now he does, and it felt amazing as he believed it. He felt accomplished almost, almost.

"Thanks Jae." Taeyong says, and a small smile creeps onto both of their faces.

"How about we go get Jisung, and then go out for a bit." Jaehyun suggest in a kind manner, knowing the other hadn't been out of the house in a while.

"That sounds perfect."