How have you been?
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As promised Jungkook stood outside the changing room.
"What happened to him? Did anyone bother him here?", Jungkook asked his voice turning ice cold.
He needed answers to why his angel was crying his eyes out in his arms.
"Mr. Kim has been like that since he boarded the flight from Seoul.", Mrs. Choi who stood next to Jungkook explained.
"What's wrong with his phone?"
"Mr. Kim said he slipped it while getting off the flight, resulting it to break into two.", she further explained feeling quite intimated by Jungkook.
"Didn't you provide him with another phone, replacing the old one?"
"I did gave him another phone, Mr. Jeon.", Mrs. Choi was confused as in why Jungkook was so concerned about Taehyung.
Taehyung didn't tell her any details about his life accept for some bits and pieces.
Like him and Jungkook being neighbour and just friends.
But 'just friends' don't embrace each other like these two did some moment ago.
Their behaviour was suspicious to Mrs. Choi but she shrugged her doubts away because it's not her place to judge someone so easily.
Taehyung came out from his changing room in his casual clothes which he had worn when he arrived for the show.
Jungkook saw the youngers blood shot eyes, clearly depicting he had cried inside the changing room as well.
Jungkook walked closer to the boy and softly caressed his cheek, to which Taehyung's eyes closed feeling blissful.
"Let's get you out of here, yeah!", Jungkook said and wrapped his arm around Taehyung's shoulder in a protective manner pulling the younger close to his body.
Taehyung had his one hand clutching on Jungkooks jacket.
He walked towards the exit with Taehyung right beside him.
They once again ignored rest of the people present at the backstage.
Mrs. Choi stayed behind to explain Taehyung's early departure to the show owner and producer.
"Talk to me, angel. Why are you being so quiet?", Jungkook asked lowly to the boy in his arm who is awfully silent.
"I wanna go from here.", that's all Taehyung muttered, before burying his face in Jungkook's chest.
Jungkook just rubbed his arm up and down slowly.
Taehyung felt dizzy, inhaling Jungkook's masculine scent. It was intoxicating for him.
Jungkook's soft touches and gestures were slowly lulling him to a much needed sleep that he didn't have in past two days.
They were still walking towards the exit.
'Why the heck is a back stage so big?', Jungkook though to himself.
"Kook...", Taehyung mumbled.
"Yes angel?"
Jungkook looked down, and he saw Taehyung's droopy eyes, barely holding onto himself.
"I'm very sleepy.", Taehyung groaned not wanting to sleep, but the warmth was tempting him to sleep.
Jungkook chuckled at youngers cuteness and swooned him off his feet into bridal.
Taehyung squeaked when he was suddenly lifted up in the air.
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Once Upon A Broken Heart || Taekook
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