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When You Cry (Jungkook x Taehyung) FF

Chapter 2

“Kim Taehyung, are you even aware that you’re reported as a missing person?”

He only shrugged at anxious Jungkook who was standing behind him while they’re checking in at Ocean 2 Heaven. A classy hotel near the spa resort came from earlier.

“Really?” Kim answered in a surprised tone in his voice.

“Yeah, I saw it earlier in the news. They said it’s either you were abducted or you… ran away.” Jungkook was serious and worried as the other one thanked the front desk assistant for giving him the key card.


Taehyung ignored him until he faced Jeon with brows lifted a bit higher and eyes wide blinking, like a lost innocent child.

“Should I go back now?”

Jeon couldn’t answer. They only stared at each other with his fingers twitching and eyes focused at Taehyung’s brown orbs.

He just saw him after a year and a half. Jungkook has been secretly blushing for four years in college just by watching Kim Taehyung around their university.

He missed staring at Kim’s presence.

“Should I go back to Seoul and leave you here now?”

Taehyung’s sudden question made him quickly shook his head.

I don’t want you to leave now.

“I know... Let’s go already! I’m sleepy.” Taehyung grinned and pulled Jeon inside the elevator.

I don’t know if he acts like this ever since or maybe he got weird after graduating from college.

He’s unpredictable now opposite to what I perceived him before.

“I want a good long sleep under a warm blanket and open lights.” They arrived on the fourth floor and saw the room Kim booked.

“I’ll accompany you here for a bit then I’ll go home later.”

“Ahh… Should I take a bath again?”

The door clicked open and they walked in a room full of modern-white furniture and wide glass windows that could give them a good view of the city.

“Kim Taehyung didn’t you hear what I said?” Jeon closed the door behind him.

“Kim Taehyung, Kim Taehyung, Kim Taehyung- Jeon Jungkook, my ear can’t handle the way you call me. You can just call me Taehyung, or Taehyungie or cuter than that.”

The latter let his body fall on the white mattress like a happy kid he was.

“Kim- I mean Taehyung-ah… I’m going home.”

In the end, I won’t matter to you since I’m just your school mate who happens to meet you here in Busan.

“You told me not to go earlier yet you’re the one who’s going to leave me.”

“No, it’s not that. My family will surely get curious where I am right now and I don’t want them to get worried.”

“So you’re leaving me here alone, Kookie?”

Jungkook was stunned hearing Taehyung’s deep voice whispered the nickname that only the two of them knows.

“Wait… You still remember that?” Kim nodded slowly with sad eyes drifting away from him. Taehyung fixed himself on the bed and leaned his back against the headboard instead.

“Of course I do. Since I was the one who gave you that name.”

Taehyung patted the mattress beside him, calling Jeon to sit on it.

“I thought you forgot about it already.”

“I could if I want but I don’t want to.”

Jungkook was smiling unconsciously until Taehyung lied on his lap and hugged his waist.


“I want to sleep now.”

“Then use these pillows instead. I need to go now.”

Taehyung’s arms around him tightened and buried his head on Jeon’s abdomen. Jungkook was restraining his inner thoughts about Kim the way Taehyung was too close at his sensitive area.

“If I let you go, I know you’d leave me again like that time back in university.”


Jungkook sighed as he surrendered his back against the headboard.

How did I end up in this place with him anyway?

He looked back at Taehyung’s figure and bit his lip.

I could only stare at you for four years and talk to you once, years ago. How funny that we coincidentally met here and I’m in a room with you.

“Taehyung-ah? Are you asleep already?”

No one answered him so he carefully pets Kim’s head. Jungkook slowly removed his arms around him and lied the ran away handsome on a pillow to free himself.

“You didn’t even bring clothes for you to wear.”

Jungkook said when he remembered that the other one didn’t have anything except his phone.

He sat up from the huge bed and walked over beside the window to make a call.

“It’s already 1 am son, where are you?”

“Ma… I’m not going home for tonight.”

“Why? Do you have to do overtime?”

“No Ma…”

He looked over behind him and he saw Taehyung rolled his body, face flat.

“I’m staying in a hotel-“

“What did you say?!”

He got nervous hearing his mother’s hysterical voice over the phone.

“Ma… I just need to accompany someone-“

“Oh my God! Your father will be so proud of his son that you’re finally getting laid!”

Her mother was swaying on her feet as he was so embarrassed about their topic.

I should have said that I’m sleeping at Jimin’s house.

Jungkook face-palmed.

“He was just a school mate Ma back in Seoul. Anyways, I’ll hang up now.”

“Wait a minute- He???”

Jeon was about to answer when a series of moans and grunts came from the guy who was trying to sit up without opening his eyes. Taehyung was awakened all of a sudden.

“Son! Oh my God- Why are you calling me when you’re having sex-“

“I’ll call and explain to you later Ma! Bye, love you!” He quickly ended up the call and headed towards Kim who was only staring at him.

“I thought you’re sleeping?”

“My father’s people keep on calling my phone. It keeps on vibrating in my pocket. Can you answer it for me if you hear it by chance?”

Taehyung places his phone on the bedside table before he pulled Jungkook with him on the bed. Jeon found himself constricted with Tae’s arms again and gave up.

“Why won’t you answer it? They must be worrying about you.”

Kim only shook his head and buried his face on Jungkook’s shirt. He heard snores coming from the other so he lied silently while staring at the ceiling.

“What’s your problem, Kim Taehyung?”






The latter was sobbing and didn’t stop even after Jungkook found him inside the janitor’s room.

“Hey, why are you crying?”

Jungkook kneeled to level his face at Taehyung who was hugging his knees close to his chest beside the janitor’s locker.

Taehyung didn’t answer him, instead, he tried to suppress his cries but couldn’t do it with his tears.

“I’m sorry! You must have been in a difficult situation… I’ll leave you now if you want.”

He forced a smile and stood up from his knees ready to go but arms snaked behind him and he stopped. Jungkook was blushing hard and his ears were bright red. His head was empty as his thoughts were wandering around. Taehyung was crying on the back of his uniform damping it a bit with his tears.

Jeon suddenly found himself wanting to hear the latter cry more. He could feel it inside his system. The view of seeing Kim Taehyung crying hard, bloodshot eyes, red nose, and moist lips with tears streaming down his face was making him feel different inside. Differently insane…

Kim Taehyung’s cries were making him aroused and satisfied for some reason. Jeon’s body was getting hot and he’s forehead was sweating from fighting his libido rising. He was trying to fight it to stay sane, yet it’s hard.

Might be because he has a huge crush on him or maybe he has a twisted mind that he found out after hearing the crying boy in tears.

Jungkook didn’t speak anymore as he turned around and kneeled in front of the crying boy again.

“You can cry as long as you want. I don’t mind.”





A cellphone rang loud and Jungkook was awakened.

He roams his eyes around the room and it was already sunrise. He smiled when he saw Taehyung was sleeping peacefully beside him and not on top of him. He couldn’t imagine himself dying from suffocation because of him.

Taehyung’s phone…

“Hello?” Jungkook answered after he took the phone from the bedside table and opened the balcony’s door to breathe some air.

He’s nervous.

After all, it’s Kim Taehyung’s issue.

“Who is this? May I know why did you answer the call instead of Taehyung?”

The voice over the line was scary. It was a guy sounded like in his thirties and curiosity was audible in the caller’s voice.

“Sir, I’m…”

Who am I to Kim Taehyung?”

“I’m his…”

“Are you Jeon Jungkook?”

Jungkook choked as he fixed his composure. He’s shocked. Why would someone he didn’t know who’s connected to Kim Taehyung know him?

“Y-Yes sir but can I ask how did you know my name? I’m afraid we haven’t met yet.”

The other line was silent.

He thought there was a problem with the signal reception however the man on the other line continued.

“I have a favor to ask Mr. Jeon.”

Jungkook turned around to check if Taehyung’s awake, and he’s not.

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