His grandma was still up whan Taeyong slammed the door shut. He stopped looking at her.

"Is something wrong?" he asked. "Is it Jaemin?"

"No the kid is sleeping," the lady took a deep breath. "I wanted to talk."

Taeyong placed his skateboard and backpack on the floor next to clothes hangers, then he walked to the kitchen table and took a chair.

"So?" he asked.

He really hoped she had no idea Yuta is doing what he's doing with his money, or about the stolen cars.

"I don't want to be the bad grandma, but I need to tell you that it's no use to get so deep into it," she said and Taeyong felt something glowing inside him. "Jaehyun is a nice boy, he really is, but I can't look how you fall so hard, while he is still engaged."

"I know he is, but..." Taeyong felt his voice is shaking.

"Has he done anything to cancel his wedding or engagement?" asked his grandma.

"No," Taeyong felt his heartbeat speeding up.

"I can't see you hurt, and I know you will be devastated, the wedding is in three weeks and five days," she spoke gently and he wanted to ran to cover his ears.

"He still can do something about it, right?" he asked.

"I'm afraid he won't be able to stand to his feeling to you. He's nice, as a said but a coward," his grandma shook her head. "I just think it's better for you to finish it sooner, it will hurt less."

Taeyong breathed in sharply, he felt tears forming in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, I had to tell you," she got up, her hand landed one his shoulder heavily, and he trembled.

He knew he hated it but she was right, tonight when Doyoung was there, Jaehyun haven't even said a proper bye.

The morning came and Taeyong woke Jaemin up because the boy needed to get to school on time.

"It's early," he groaned.

"You need to catch the bus," Taeyong shook Jaemin awake.

"Why," Jaemin moved up, his hair was in all directions.

He looked like a koala when he was walking across the kitchen in his school uniform half an hour later, while he did some sandwiches fo himself.

"At home my butler brings me breakfast and lunch," he said.

"You can go back anytime," muttered Taeyong.

"I won't," Jaemin straightened.

He wasn't even able to wrap the sandwiches into the kitchen paper so Taeyong showed him how to do it.

"Here, I made a map of the bus stops for you," Taeyong gave a paper to the boy. "You have to go up the street till you get to the next main road, there you cross it and take the first bus stop on the right across the coffee shop," he explained.

"Can't you bring me there?" asked Jaemin he was a little pale.

"No," Taeyong took the pocket money out and laid on the table.

"That's it?" Jaemin's eyes widened. "I'll starve with it."

"Money for the bus and a snack, that's it," Taeyong looked at the boy.

Taeil had given him and his grandma money for his brother's bills and pocket money for him, but they decided to give the same amount to the boy each day so he would learn to deal with the little things.

"What if I catch the wrong bus, or get out in the wrong place?" asked Jaemin.

"Then you'll ask the people for the way," Taeyong looked at the boy seriously.

"You're so mean!" Jaemin grabbed the sandwiches and the money and left.

Taeyong heard him sniffing before he slammed the door.

Hi, thank you for all the amazing support :) This story was ranked in fanfiction for the first time this week. I can't believe it's chapter 40 already. How do you like it?

Do you think Taeyong's grandma is right? What do you think about Jaemin's new life?

Much <3