Hey There, Dad.

With the rage started to seep away some, Yoon was finally able to hear some of the words his father was saying... that he hadn't meant to make him feel like he wasn't enough, that he left him because he wasn't good enough for him, it was relief, he realized, that flooded through him, but the pain was too familiar to just let go that easily. He would need time to come to terms with the fact that neither of them would be able to see fully the other's side in this, but it was a start, a hesitant, messy start that might bring them home to one another once again.

He would never be able to see his father's point about the Pits having owned him, because in Yoon's mind, he would have been with his father, and not the mother that took every opportunity to remind him of how unwanted and unloved he was. But, Yoon could see the irony in the whole thing too, even as those angry tears finally welled up over the edge of his lashes and fell freely, his voice cracking as he tried to keep it steady, but coming out more a broken sob than words, I never hated you, all I wanted was for you to love me as much as it seemed you loved her. It was small, but it was a step towards something.

His shoulders hunched, he shook his head, no it had never been hate, it had always been the longing to be loved, and that's what hurt the most about the whole thing -- it had always been longing to be loved as much as he himself loved in return.

@Bajie