de“I hate you.”

“I’m sorry!”

“I’ll hate you until the day you die.”

“I’m really sorry!”

“I want you dead and I hope you rot in hell.”

“I’m really sorry Myungsoo!”

Myungsoo continued glaring to the man next to him as he drank his coffee, not wanting to even call him friend. He was actually doing his best not to go on a rage page and do something he would regret second later. Not that he would regret killing Nam Woohyun. Oh no, that would give him so much pleasure it was almost scary. He couldn’t call him friend, not after what happened. He was fighting his best not to punch that pretty face and break those teeth into millions of pieces.

“How can you be sorry? You ruined everything!” The younger man complained as he placed his coffee on the counter. They left work for a couple of hours and Woohyun practically invited himself to Myungsoo’s apartment and the younger man learned a long ago that he was completing powerless when it came to his supposed best friend. He would do anything he wanted without even realizing it.

Woohyun started biting his lips and looked to his friend. “I told you a thousand times Myungsoo, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to interrupt your love confession but the office was literally drowning in paperwork.” Woohyun paused for a moment and passed a hand through his hair, showing that he actually felt bad for what happened. “I had to leave Luhan in the middle of a date as well. How you think I feel? He prepared this huge date and I had to dismiss him and…”

When the younger man looked at him, Woohyun stopped right away. He knew that he couldn’t continue his words because if he did, Myungsoo was going to kill him with his bare hands. After even daring to compare both of their situations he regretted his mouth immediately. He couldn’t believe that he just compared his situation with Myungsoo’s. Was he really that insensitive?

 What kind of a jerk was he? He was living with Luhan. The Chinese man could live with an interrupted date since they could always start from where they left on. Not to mention that they would look at each other every single day. But Yixing…they weren’t even together and Myungsoo wasn’t even sure when he was going to have another chance like that one. It was like the most amazing chance slipped his fingers without he could control it. He had this one in a life time opportunity to confess and instead he ended up eating his own words.

And why didn’t he confess? Because their boss decided that it was time for them to take over a part of the company, meaning that Woohyun would take their boss’s place and Myungsoo would take his friend’s place. It all sounded simply amazing. It sounded like two young friends were climbing the corporate ladder at a young age but with much effort and success. But what wasn’t was the fact that the promotion meant more hours in the office, more people to fire, more headaches and less time to be at home resting and doing whatever they wanted.

It also meant that Myungsoo couldn’t go to the Chinese restaurant anymore. It meant that he just couldn’t leave the office before 10PM and at the time he got to the restaurant it would be closed. He was happy for the promotion, but he hated every moment of it. It meant he wouldn’t be able to see Yixing anymore. How would he even see him? He didn’t even have his phone number which was ridiculous but unfortunately the truth. “I was so close….so close.” Myungsoo said and he started remembering that day.

He was so close to a confession, he really was. But then his cell started ringing and before he knew it, he was saying goodbye to Yixing who just gave him an adorable smile and said he understood everything and hoped they could get together another day. That smile was so beautiful, so perfect yet it was filled with sadness and disappointment and Myungsoo wasn’t sure if he would be able to make up to Yixing, not even if he lived for 100years. “Listen Myungsoo…Can I just tell you something?” Woohyun started and Myungsoo just glared at him but didn’t stop him from saying a single thing. And even if Myungsoo said no to his friend he knew Woohyun would speak his mind because that was how he went. He would always talk even if he wasn’t allowed to.

“Go ahead.” Myungsoo said as he took another sip of his coffee, not wanting to think much about the whole thing. If he did he would end up completely depressed. “Listen, I understand what you’re feeling and I understand that you’re pissed with me for ruining your perfect moment but damn it Myungsoo!” He paused for a moment. He knew he had to be harsh but at the same time he didn’t want to hurt Myungsoo’s pride or feelings.

“You’re here talking, fighting with me instead of running towards that god damn restaurant!” Woohyun paused for a second and looked at his friend again. He could see Myungsoo was a little confused but knew where this was going. “I’m with Luhan because I don’t lose time. I knew I was in love with him when I first saw him. You knew you loved Yixing when you first saw him but you’re losing your time. You lost a whole year. Don’t waste anymore time. Don’t waste more time with me.”

Woohyun gave the younger man a look that Myungsoo couldn’t help but feel like he was one of the worst people in the whole world. O matter how much he hated to admit, Woohyun was right. He was wasting time! He was wasting time by complaining that his plans didn’t go the way he wanted; he shouldn’t be there, he should be in that small restaurant and tell Yixing his true feelings once and for all.

He looked to his friend who just gave a small smile. What he was about to say wasn’t going to be pleasant and wasn’t something that Myungsoo would like to hear, but he had to. He had to so he could finally realize how stupid he was being. “Luhan told me that their new chef is interested in Yixing.” He paused and he could see the excitation in Myungsoo’s eyes. He could see the younger man was torn between going and staying, like always.  He could see that the younger man didn’t believe what he was hearing. “He’s been incredibly nice to him and it seems they have a lot in common and Yixing seems really happy next to him a-““No!” Myungsoo said not even allowing Woohyun to finish his words. “Yixing is mine! Not…not his! Mine!” Woohyun looked at his friend. He wasn’t sure if he looked crushed or pitiful. He looked like a small child that was abandoned and someone stole his favorite toy and he would never see his beloved object ever again. He couldn’t even imagine another guy being friendly to Yixing; he couldn’t imagine another guy touching, saying sweet words to him. He couldn’t, he just couldn’t. Yixing was his, it wasn’t…He didn’t belonged to that new guy, he really didn’t! He arrived friend, he claimed Yixing first.

“…Myungsoo, Yixing isn’t going to wait forever. He isn’t going to wait for you to grow some balls. One day he’s going to get tired of waiting and he’ll give up. He’ll give his attention to another person and he’ll probably fall for another guy.” Woohyun saw the younger man bite his lower lip and saw his eyes with tears getting ready to come out; he knew it was his fault, he knew he was being a harsh with his words but this was the only way he had for Myungsoo to understand what was happening. He could see the younger was lost for words and he wasn’t sure if he should just laugh at this whole situation or keep torturing the younger man.

He took a long, deep breath and started to his friend’s eyes. “He’s alone in the restaurant. He’s doing the inventory…” He paused and he saw the younger man’s expression slowly change. “He’s all alone Myungsoo…this is your chance, maybe your last chance! Don’t waste it!” It was all it took. It was all it took for the younger man to literally throw his coffee away from the counter and run to the front door.

He said nothing to Woohyun; he didn’t even say a thank you or even a goodbye, making the older of the two smile at that. He saw Myungsoo grab his car keys, his coat and just vanish completely from the apartment. He was acting like a completely different person at that moment and that was pleasing Woohyun a lot. He knew that his words finally got to Myungsoo. “Don’t comeback until he’s yours.” He whispered and took a sip of his coffee. He did the right thing, he knows he did.

“Seven, eight…” Yixing continued on counting the drinks in the bar. He was doing the inventory since no one else wanted; but deep down he didn’t mind. It gave him time to enjoy an empty space and the silence made him relax a lot, so it wasn’t a bad thing. He enjoyed being in the restaurant when no one else was there, and half of his job was done, so all he had to do was stay there at least one more hour and everything would be done and he could go home and rest. “Yixing!”

Hearing his name he looked to his left and smiled at the familiar sight. “Jongdae! What are you doing here?” He asked with a smile and he saw the man called Jongdae move towards him with two cups of warm drinks in his hands. “Oh, I thought you would be lonely here so I asked Luhan-hyung the key so I could help you.” He handed one of the drinks to Yixing who smiled brightly, showing his dimple at the other man. “But I can see you’ve almost everything done. You’re fast!” The Chinese male smiled at the compliment. “I’m not fast. I’m just used to it, and I enjoy doing this kind of things. In a weird way it helps me relax.”

Jongdae smiled at that. He enjoyed seeing the man’s happy smile; it made everything around him so bright, so perfect it almost blinded everyone around him. Since he joined the restaurant as a waiter he couldn’t help but be like a little puppy around Yixing. He would follow the Chinese male everywhere and would do everything Yixing told him to do without even questioning it. He was crushing hard on Yixing, he knew it, but now it was too late to go back and ignore those feelings and he was positive one day the Chinese man was going to be his, it was only a matter of time.

“Hyung, can I ask you something?” Yixing stopped doing what he was doing and looked with a happy face to Jongdae. “Sure, anything you want!” Jongdae smiled at that and looked to the drink in his hands. “Do you….Do have a boyfriend…someone you like?” This question caught the Chinese man by surprise; it wasn’t something he was expecting from the younger male. They hardly knew each other and they weren’t at the level of personal questions at that point, so yeah, this question was a little surprising but even like that he didn’t find any harm on it.

“Well I…I don’t have a boyfriend…” He looked down to his cup and could feel a small blush crossing his cheeks making Jongdae think it was the most adorable thing in the world. “But…I do have someone I like…” He paused and the younger man gave him his full attention. This was something he wanted to know, this was something he had to know! “I really like him. He has this adorable smile, when he’s nervous he stars playing with his fingers, he usually uses his hair to cover his eyes…and his voice makes my heart jump. I can’t even speak properly when I’m with him; all I can do is stare like an idiot and just behave like a 16year old.”  Yixing paused for a while.

He gave a big smile and looked to Jongdae. “But I don’t think he’s that interested in me…” Jongdae raised a brow. How could someone not be interested in Yixing? He was freaking perfect in everything he did! He was adorable, he was beautiful and not to mention he was probably the most humble person in the whole freaking world.  He moved a little closer to Yixing and looked into his eyes. “How can he not like you Hyung? You’re….You’re perfect hyung…” He paused for a second and he could see the confused expression the younger man was wearing. God, could he be more clueless about what was happening around him?

He moved just a little bit closer and grabbed Yixing’s hand. “If it was me…if it was me I would never let you go…If it was me you were interested in I would make you the happiest person in the whole world.” Yixing was so lost that he didn’t even notice the hot breath close to his face; he didn’t even notice how close Jongdae was and how close their lips were from touching. “If you give me a chance I’ll make you the happiest person i-“

“STOP IT!” Both men were caught by surprised and turned towards the front door. Yixing’s eyes opened widely and Jongdae was torn between being furious with being confused. Who in the freaking world was this guy and why did he just interrupted what could have been the best moment in his life?

He saw the man move towards them and could swear he saw his eyes with flames. “Myungsoo…” Yixing whispered and Jongdae was even more lost with what was happening so decided to take things in his own hands. “Excuse me sir, you can’t be here. We aren’t open.” He tried to sound serious but his words died in his throat when this Myungsoo guy glared at him. “Shut up kid! I’m not here to talk to you!” Kid? Did this guy just called him kid? Jongdae was about to open his mouth to talk but Myungsoo went ahead ignoring the fact he was actually there.

“Yixing please, don’t listen to this kid sweet words. You know he isn’t the guy for you! You know that no matter what he does he’ll never make you happy, you know that even if manages to give you the moon you’ll never be truly happy with him!” Myungsoo couldn’t even control his own words, he was possessed with anger and jealousy that he just allowed his feelings to take over of him, and not even caring that he had an audience. He could see Yixing was confused and wasn’t understanding a single thing that was happening. Slowly he walked towards the Chinese man and gently, very gently he grabbed one of Yixing’s hands, not wanting to scare him or surprise him. “I’m the one that’s going to make you happy! I’m the one that’s going to make you smile everyday; I’m the one that’s going to make you feel loved at every single breathing moment. I’m the one that’s going to make you feel you’re the only one person in the world.” Myungsoo couldn’t even think straight, he didn’t even know from where his words came from, all he knew was that it was out and it was too late to go back with his words.

He could see the pink in Yixing’s cheeks and he couldn’t even care about the man next to them that was staring at them with surprised eyes. “What…What are you saying?” Myungsoo couldn’t help but smile at that. God he was so dense it was too endearing not to love it. He slowly moved closer to Yixing and pressed his forehead to Yixing’s. He could feel the older man’s breathing going faster, and he could feel his hands shaking and it was too adorable not to love every single bit of it; he could get used to it. He could get used to see it every single moment of his life.

He took a long deep breath and gave the younger man the best smile he could come up with at that time. “I love you Yixing…And I’m sorry. I’m sorry it took so long for me to say it…I’m sorry it took a whole year to tell you…and I’m sorry that I could only confess to you because I started thinking another man would steal you away from me…” A long silence took over the room but it didn’t last long. It only lasted until Yixing stopped looking shocked to showing the brightest, the most beautiful smile Myungsoo as ever seen in the world. A smile that was just for him and no one else. “I love you too Myungsoo…since the first time I saw you enter this restaurant…I love you.”

Both men smiled to each other not being able to hide how happy they actually were. It’s been such a rollercoaster that either of them knew when to come down. It was something had been inside them for so long that now it was out and they couldn’t help but smile like two idiots. Myungsoo started biting his lower lip and moved a little closer. “Is this the part I kiss you?”

A/N: I'm sorry it took SO FREAKING LONG to update this fic, but it's finally here! Yay!
And if anyone has something to say about ByuTae here are my two cents: WHO-BLOODY-CARES? They are adults, free, healthy and can do whatever they want. They deserve happiness and if you can't be happy for them, then it's your problem, not theirs. If you can't deal with the fact they are human beings and own you nothing then I'm sorry but it's your own problem because they are human beings like you and anyone else.

now that we discussed this I hope we never talk about it again.