WEAK SPOT [YEONBIN]

✃LOVE✁

An alarm sounds.

Soobin's father wakes up in the stiff, cheap bed. He rubs at his eyes and reaches over to turn his phone off.

He sighs. It's time.

Quickly, he gets up to brush his teeth and fix  up his suit. Visiting hours were strict on time and he did not want to wait again.

He gets into his car outside the crowded motel and puts William'S Psychiatric Facility in the gps.

Once inside he's greeted with the familiar cold atmosphere. He already knows where visitation is. The individuals working there were also familiar and comfortable with his presence. Nurses waved at him, which he responds with a curt nod and small smile.

He reaches the door in which the officer lets him in with a smile. Immediately, he sees her. She's there, long hair, skin wrinkling now, dressed in white. Her hands are cuffed to the table.

He enters slowly, approaching her with caution. Her eyes drift upwards, acknowledging him. She smiles wide.

"Daeshim! Was starting to get lonely over here!" She exclaims, eyes turning into crescents. He relaxes. Letting out a chuckle.

"Nice to see you too. You look beautiful as usual."

She rolls her eyes, still giving him a warm smile. They sit in silence. She analyzes his expression. "What's got you coming all the way over here this time? Huh?"

He sighs, rubbing his face. "I don't know what to do. I really don't know anymore."

Her breath hitches at the crack in his voice. She leans in a bit, "Is it about our boys?"

He shakes his head no. "No, just mine."

"He tell you he's gay yet?"

His eyes flick up to hers, "N-No. Something else is wrong."

Her brows pinch. "C'mon. Tell me, I obviously can't fucking judge!" She cackles. He nods.

"Okay. I didn't listen to Soobin about some kind of inappropriate relationship between him and-"

She gasps suddenly, stopping him in his tracks, her wrists start to painfully tug at the handcuffs. "Jowoon. Right? I fucking told you he was a creep. That's why I didn't let my boy near him. You should've fucking listened to me- but... okay, um- is he, okay? Was he... you know?"

Soobin's father freezes. Suddenly tears come down his face, "I-I don't know, I don't know anything! all I know is that I haven't been making enough money, I just paid my debts and Jowoon is backing out of lending us money for Soobin's college. There's no other reason he would be doing that- I should've listened to Soobin. I don't know what to do." He cries out, "I can't pay. I know he wants college more than anything. I just can't do it. I don't even know how to help him. I've pushed him and Jowoon away now, and you're fucking nuts!" He finishes, panting.

Her cheeks fill with air. After a moment she laughs out loud, throwing her head back. "You need a date!" She cackles, looking at him again, cheeks rosy.  Soobin's father exhales.

"How are they, though? They're still looking out for eachother?"

He sniffles, wiping his face. "Yes. I believe so. It's been rocky though."

She sighs, "I can imagine. But they have each other." She leans in then, itching to place a comforting hand over his, "I wish I could be there for you too... just... be there for him now, darling. Don't let guilt stop you from saying 'I love you' to your fucking son. You made a mistake. Don't do it again. You don't want to lose him. Trust me."