"Hello," Yixing picked his call up, with his voice hoarse. And Huobai had involuntarily swallowed because he remembered the night. He coughed and attempted to focus on the call.
"I'm sorry, did I wake you up?" he asked and he could cut through the silence that occurred. But Huobai wasn't that surprised. He knew Yixing was probably sleeping
"No you can talk, I'm okay." Huobai heard the shuffling of the sheets, so he knew he guessed right. But what he wanted to do needed to be done now, before he would change his mind.
"I want to talk to you about something," Huobai said. There was another quiet moment before Yixing agreed. And Huobai could breathe out.
"Why did you say everything is your fault?" he asked something that bugged him the whole time. Huobai really hadn't anticipated something like that. Normally if people didn't know who he was, who his family was, they wouldn't take his mistakes upon themselves.
