Haru appears, sitting on the floor of the cottage, and doesn't say anything.

Jaeha's shirt is already off and he is now hugging Haru.

And now he has a sobbing Haru clinging to him desperately.

No shit what did he do did he fuck things up worse it's probably the backlash. That was probably pretty much a near death experience. He is now guiding Haru and that's the best he can do. He'll hug Haru closer and maximise surface area being touched by petting him soothingly and running his other hand on Haru's back. 

...

Shut up, okay.

"I fucking," hiccup, "hate it when that happens," sob.

Oh God this is wretched. "I'm so sorry. Can I help more? Is there something I can do?"

"Stay with me please, just don't go. Okay? I just - fuck I hate my backlash."

"I'm not going anywhere." If nothing else he's under house arrest. But also what is he, a monster? Obviously he's not going anywhere. "I'm right here. I'll stay here as long as you need me."

"We don't have to be on the floor, sorry, we can - move somewhere -"

"Okay. Hold on tight," he says, directing Haru's legs around his waist, wrapping his arms around Haru's waist, then hopping to his feet so he can bring Haru with him to the bedroom.

Haru clings like the saddest koala. "Fuck, I need to apologize to Tess."

"You don't need to do that right now," Jaeha says as he gently sits down on the bed then leads Haru to a more comfortable lying position. "Just stay here with me. I'm here. You're fine. You're alright. Okay?"

"I'm not incredibly okay! That SWAT nimrod was going to take an axe to the core before we'd gotten half the victims out while the other esper was all the way on the other side of the dungeon!"

"...seriously?"

"Seriously! He had the fucking axe out! I had to dump an old lady on the floor to get the core away from him!"

"What in the actual fuck." That would be the absolutely dumbest—and while Haru was inside—

"I wish I knew! His sarge started yelling at him, so I think it was the one guy being an imbecile alone probably?"

He's petting Haru a bit possessively honestly which is a ridiculous way to feel. 

"I'm sorry," he repeats, lamely.

Haru leans rather desperately into the petting. "I gotta - find out what's up with -

"- I got photos before all that, the dungeon was pretty, do you wanna see -"

"Do you wanna make out?" he blurts out instead and, fuck, now he's gotta justify it, uh, shit, "—sorry I didn't mean to ignore your question, just, you're under so much backlash right now and—"

"- do you want to?" blinks Haru, and he's not doing as well at presenting only the exact things he decided to present when he woke up this morning, at the moment.

Oh God. "Yes."

Haru hesitates for a half-second and then kisses him hard.