Kiss my tears away (Kimhan/Porchay, KimChay)

The truth

"Let's go Kim", the familiar voice said.

"You should hate me", Kim said softly and dropped his head in shame.

"Well, I should, I still want to murder you for hurting my baby brother but what should I do when Porchay himself has forgiven you," Porsche said and rubbed his face with his right hand.

"He did?" Kim looked up and asked with uncertainty. 

"Yes, come on now, I don't want your father and your brothers on my back for leaving their brother rot at my childhood house's entrance. I don't have time for it and I want to spend time with my brother. That bloody Wik took my brother away, I didn't even have time to talk to him", Porsche whined like a child.

"Now, get up, I will drop you wherever you want to go. I understand if you don't want to go to the mansion now. I saw you left the mansion in haste, you must have known that your twin is dating my brother", Porsche asked.

Kim nodded his head slowly and sighed.

Kim got on his feet and followed the older man into the black Benz car. He entered the passenger seat, and Porsche got into the driver seat. Porsche handed a white hand towel to Kim. The younger man thanked Porsche and started to wipe his face and body with the white towel.

"So, where do you want to go?" Porsche asked while gripping the steering with his hands.

"Mine and Chay's penthouse", Kim said.

Porsche looked at Kim for a minute and then nodded his head. He pulled the car from the driveway and drove to the penthouse, which used to belong to Kim and Chay.

"I...I really want to know why would you even do that to Porchay,  Kim. Please don't give that stupid reason like you felt lonely, the stupid reason you gave my naive brother. Even though it pisses me off, I know how madly in love you were with my brother. You were getting serious. Even Pa said he knew that you were really going to settle down with my brother. You loved him fiercely and were one hell of a protective and possessive bastard. There was never a day Chay has called and cried over you, so why did you even cheat?" Porsche asked exasperatedly while keeping his eyes on the road.

"Love, I still love him and I will never ever stop loving him," Kim said sadly.

"I sabotaged my relationship with Porchay. I was afraid that he would leave me one day like everyone else. The only person I truly loved was my mother, who was killed in a freaking shoot-out, a curse of being an innocent figure in the mafia world. I had a nightmare every night: I killed Porchay with my bare hands. I feared Chay would be killed just like my mother because he is the only one I truly love. I love him more than anything, and I will do anything to make him happy, but my paranoia was getting the best of me, and I did the most heinous act ever, I broke my Angel's heart. I cheated on him, I knew very well that his best friend was spying on me, so I made it obvious. I started to drink and sleep around. I said yes to anyone who approached me, and I cheated on him multiple times, but every time I slept with another person who was not Chay, I would take a hot scalding bath to burn the feeling of others' touch and scent on my skin. I felt like a damn whore, and I seriously don't want to be that. I hated myself more than anyone. I broke him, I broke the heart of the love of my life. I felt like killing myself the day he found me in the unspeakable act. Why me? Why should I sacrifice my love? He is not safe here, Porsche, you know that. Every night he stayed away from me felt like pure hell. It was agonizing. I wanted to scream and cry. He threw away the engagement ring. We were supposed to get married, I was the one who was supposed to be in the bed with him, not Wik. I...my Angel..I have lost everything...I have lost Porchay," Kim covered his face with his palms and sobbed.

Porsche pulled over the emergency lane and switched on the hazard light. He rubbed Kim's trembling back.

"Why didn't you explain this to Porcahy, Kim? Why would you even go through that, hurting yourself and Porchay? Why would you even go through all that pain when you are still hurting? Are you happy now? Bloody hell, you should have talked with Porchay and explained your situation. Why would you act like a freaking noble prize winner, you could have saved all the heartbreaks by just simply communicating with Porcay, Kim", Porsche said in frustration.