Kieran was right to be upset. It was a lot to process, especially when the people he loved most were involved. But it still didn't justify his actions and treating him so coldly. He understood that he was stressed, he knew that all too well. Blaming one another wasn't going to solve anything. As the male held him in place, he at last answered his question. He soon felt the males knife pull away from him as did his hand.
Jakob took a small breath and lowered his arms while Kieran backed away from him. He quickly released the slide and turned on the safety. Hearing the male sigh, Jakob glanced towards him. He hated this, being pushed and shoved any time he tried to do something right. Maybe they just weren't meant to be together. He listened as the male spoke, nodding his head quietly. His throat felt tight and he wanted nothing more than to be held and kissed by the man. Instead he felt as though he didn't even want to share the same air as him. Hiding away the gun, Jakob started to move away from his spot against the wall. "Look...I'm sorry too, for breaking in...I'll come back another time." he replied. Ducking his head to hide his face, Jakob started walking towards the back door.