Taesan's POV
His little sobs tug on the part of my heart that only exists for the two people I love…my mother and my daughter.
Shit.
Why is he doing this to me? He has stolen my card, stolen my pup, stolen my control…why can't he just fucking stop at that?
My muscles tense under his touch, small pink hands pressing into me innocently, just holding me.
If we both stay like this, he'll get cold, I guess my fucking shower has to wait.
I shut off the stream and turn around in his arms, his cloth is soaked through, he's wearing my shirt, an expensive one I ordered from a foreign brand I like.
That one can be fixed later.
"Come on, let go" I say but he shakes his head, he doesn't want to let go.
"It's just for now, let me clean us up" I say and he lets go just enough for me to take off his soaked clothes, the smaller man shudders as his sobs shake his body.
I wrap a towel around my waist and wrap a bigger one around him.
