Takookoo
Singer Jeon Jungkook has it all, fame and fortune but does he? Even after all the years of separation and distance, Jungkook still hasn't managed to be able to move on from his ex-boyfriend whom he had broken up with in order to follow his dreams. However, one fateful night in Toronto might be able to give Jungkook the chance to reclaim his happiness and purpose in life.
Everything means nothing if I can't have you.
A short songfic with all credits to Shawn Mende's song, "If I can't have you."
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Jungkook felt the cold breeze flow through his window at his huge condo that he bought three years ago. The condo was modern and sleek contrasting his messy hair and red strained eyes. He was currently trying to write a new song for his upcoming album that his managers have been pressing him to release.
The condo used to be a safe haven for him, something about this place brought back pleasant memories that Jungkook can't escape from. Even when he tries to go out drinking to try and forget the honey tanned boy of his dreams, the younger would always pop up in his head turning him off for anyone else.
Some people like to drink their problems away to forget about them for a while, but for Jungkook he can never forget the boxy smile he fell for no matter how hazy his mind became. No matter who approached him, he couldn't find himself to be able to find release in someone who wasn't his beautiful lover.
He bought this condo in Toronto with the purpose of having a more private life with the love of his life. He remembers when they first walked through these doors and his boyfriend looking around with excitement and awe.
The first night they moved in all the furniture and appliances, Jungkook wasted no time in undressing his baby boy on their newly acquired silky bed. He remembered vividly the expressions the younger made underneath him as he fucked him hard and rough like they always loved to do.
He remembers when they both laid down together with their sweaty bodies too tired to take a shower after Jungkook wiped down his lover with the tissues from the nearby tissue box.
He remembers raking his hand through the light brown locks which had curled up a little on the others forehead. The younger was lying sleeping peacefully on his chest them both feeling so content and bliss with one another.
Jungkook wakes up from that beautiful daydream as he looks down at his abandoned lyrics on the ground. He dryly laughs as he reads through it and crumbles it up, the paper crunching sounds symbolizing his broken heart.
'For three years...I still can't write a song without having you in my mind' Jungkook groaned as he throws himself on top of his king-sized bed feeling so lonely without the presence of another. It feels like it has a missing piece to the puzzle as Jungkook slowly reached out to the other side.
An image of blue eyes, a brown-haired boy appeared sleeping peacefully but when Jungkook had made contact with it, it disappeared as quickly as it came. The singer covers his eyes with his arm as the moonlight shined down on him.
He is currently in the middle of his world tour and usually he would be feeling pumped out and full of adrenaline but lately, it feels like he is just being pulled around like a puppet. Luckily he is an expert performer giving his all to his performance for his beautiful fans.
It's just he knows it, he can feel it. The performance he gives are not from his heart anymore, he has to try harder to put up his youthful singer facade when in fact he feels less and less motivation for it. It doesn't feel like his dream anymore, it feels meaningless.
