In Which He Meets Someone Special
Taehyung and Jungkook had breakfast, the tray left outside their room by a maid.
The blue-eyed beauty stood silently at the window, gazing out at the vibrant garden filled with blooming flowers of every color. Behind him, Jungkook’s phone rang, pulling him out of his thoughts. Taehyung walked over to the nightstand and glanced at the caller ID—Jimin.
His chest tightened.
A wave of emotion hit him hard. It had been so long since he had last seen his best friend. Jimin—his soulmate, his savior, his everything—his family before Jungkook came into his life. And what had he done in return? Abandoned him.
Taehyung remembered Jungkook once telling him that Jimin missed him. He had brushed it off at the time, buried too deep in his own misery. But now, it hit him. He had been selfish. He had forgotten the one person who was always there when no one else was.
He was ashamed.
Hands trembling, Taehyung answered the call.
“Hello, sir. Can you email me your—” Jimin’s voice was cut off by a quiet sob.
Jimin paused. Recognition dawned immediately.
“Tae...? Baby, what happened? Why are you crying?” Jimin’s voice was gentle, panicked. He knew those sobs. He had heard them too many times before.
Still, Taehyung couldn’t speak. Only his soft sobs filled the line.
Jimin did what he always did when Taehyung cried. He sang.
> “It’s me,
In your dreams,
Laughing and crying,
We play the fool and goof around...
Oh how bad I missed that smile.”
His soft, melodic voice wrapped around Taehyung like a blanket, comforting, familiar. It was their song—just theirs. Something Jimin had made up one evening while they watched TV together.
> “Blue and grey,
Stars are bright,
The purple is night,
Morning comes again…
Oh how bad I miss that smile.”
Taehyung’s sobs eased into silent tears. A smile tugged at his lips.
> “Fly like a bird,
With sore wings,
And a throat to cry,
Fly in the sky...
Oh how bad I miss that smile.”
In his office, Jimin ignored the strange looks from coworkers. He didn’t care. His best friend needed him.
“I’m not hurt, Tae... shhh. But please stop crying like a dying goat, you’re bleeding my ears!” Jimin teased, voice light.
That earned a chuckle from Taehyung. “I-idiot, I’m not crying like a dying goat.”
Jimin could picture his friend pouting, red-cheeked and teary-eyed. “Everything okay now?”
“Yeah... and you?”
“Oh, me? Living the dream—my standards, remember?”
Taehyung smiled softly. “Jimin... I want to meet you.”
Jimin’s heart swelled. “I’ll be waiting.”
They hung up.
When Taehyung turned, he saw Jungkook leaning against the wardrobe, arms crossed and a bunny smile on his face.
“What?” Taehyung blinked.
“Nothing,” Jungkook replied, stepping forward and wrapping strong arms around Taehyung’s waist. “I’m just happy you’re finally opening up to someone. Even if it’s that annoying midget.”
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FanfictionCOMPLETED Taehyung who hated his beauty to the core of hell. Because he believed it was his beauty that made his life a living hell hole. He had a stalker who was obsessed with his beauty. He made his life turn upside down. He raped him, abused hi...
