Bad Boys Bring Heaven To You

Jeongcheol 54

"So, who is the guy?"

At Jungkook's question, Jeonghan threw him a look, a look mixed with confusion and frustration, "Which guy?"

Jungkook grinned, "The one who got you sitting on the floor, feeling devastated and shit?"

"Shut up." The older shook his head in disbelief, and as he did, Jungkook immediately got down from the bed and sat in front of him, his eyes brightening, "Tell me his name."

"......"

"Hyung!" The younger shook him by his shoulders, his tone full of mischievous warning, "I have my ways as well. If you won't tell me, I am not sure which means I'll take just to get his name-"

"Choi Seungcheol..." Jeonghan immediately blurted out, almost in a way that showed he indeed was afraid of younger and his tactics.

Ofcourse, if there was someone who had matched his freak in craziness, it was just Jeon Jungkook. His brother.

"Alright then." The younger sat straight again, "What's the problem? You got rejected by him?"

"No?" Jeonghan's brows were narrowed, "That was weird as well as out of the blue."

"Thanks for your honest opinion." Jungkook bowed lightly, his actions full of sarcasm, and Jeonghan had this sudden urge to kick him in his ass and throw him out of this room.

He could do it, hell, he will do it but it will be of no use. If he will kick him out of his room, Jungkook will manage to get in by window. If he'll close the window, Jungkook will still appear inside like a Santa from chimney. Could he really use chimney for that? He would, Jeonghan was sure. And it was a relief that Jeonghan didn't have any chimney in his room to begin with.

But there was no lie in the statement that Jungkook will bug him till Jeonghan doesn't answer all of his questions. And for that, Jeonghan needs patience.

Something that he didn't had to begin with.

"Anyways, let's start from starting." Jungkook continued, "Do you love him?"

"......"

The younger laughed by himself, slapping his cheeks as if he was trying to show how stupid he sounded there, "Ofcourse you do. If you didn't, why would your three days trip in prison become a trip of more than three months?"

"......."

"Don't look at me like that." Jungkook whined again, "Tell me, does he love you?"

Jeonghan knew the answer of that question, ".......He does."

"The what's the problem?!" The younger was almost scandalised, "You love him, he loves you. Do you not know where he is? He didn't give you his adress-"

"I have it." Jeonghan stared at the floor, almost in a way like he would cry at any second, "He gave me that."

"And you still didn't visit him?" Jungkook stared at his brother, his demeanor softening, "You know by not visiting him what you will imply right? It's not like he'll never get to know that you are released. And he had given you his address, imagine when he'll find out you are here but are refusing to see his face?" Jungkook's kept his hands on his brother's shoulders, "He'll think of your feelings as a lie. He might even think you played with him. Is this what you want him to think?"

A tear escaped from Jeonghan's eyes, "......No. I never played with him, not with him atleast."

The tears immediately made Jungkook realise this was more serious that what he had been taking it as.

His brother, he had never cried, not atleast for a man.

Jungkook had seen Jeonghan crying many times, from his teenage years to now, he had witnessed each form of Jeonghan. Jeonghan had cried when he couldn't get his favourite icecream, Jeonghan had cried when he didn't want to do his homework, Jeonghan had also cried to frame someone up if they did him bad.