Title : Becareful my Heart

Author :  Brmyoice

Pairing : JungkookxYoongi

... Jeon Jungkook, a mean person ...

*If I miss you,I missyou so much, I am in pain like this.

Areyou okay? I’m afraid of you for being silent.

Hereis raining in Seoul over my lonely heart.

Comeback please come back

therain starts to stop.

A cold breeze blew through and the soft sunlight filtered through the curtains, causing the person who had fallen asleep with tears and the cell phone still clenched in their hand to gradually wake up and open their eyes with feelings in their hearts.

...Jeon Jungkook is mean...

Min Yoongi has been in this situation for several months now, ever since someone disappeared from his life, in a state where nothing he ate was delicious. Can't sleep well The body is thin. The skin that was once thought to be white has become even more pale. I don't know what to study. I don't want to go anywhere, I don't want to meet anyone. Except for one person who disappeared.

He turned over on his stomach, facing out and looking at the rain falling in the morning. The cold air outside was nothing compared to the feeling of cold rain pounding in his heart right now.

It's raining again, like the first day we met.

Only today there are no people who have met every day since we started getting to know each other.

That person disappeared as if they had never met or gotten to know each other, disappearing like raindrops that were hit by sunlight and then evaporated into vapor and disappeared into the air.

He tried to contact me in every way, including phone calls. Every social media channel but no response. One day became a week, one week became a month, and then several months.

It's been three months with no news and contact, that person has been too cruel to him.

The cell phone in his hand made a noise, letting him know that someone was calling, but when he saw the caller's name, he felt disappointed again, hoping even though there was no hope.

“What? Seokjin?”

“Are you awake? Don't forget to submit the final project to the department. Have you finished it yet?"

“It's finished. It was finished last night. I already put it on the disc. I will go in in the afternoon.”

“Oh, good, I thought you were going crazy again. Today is the last day. If you don't come, I will definitely drag you to your room.”

“Oh, that's it, right?” He cut off the call even though the other party hadn't finished speaking because if he didn't do this, I guarantee that he would have to be interrogated by his good, complaining friend for a long time. But at least Kim Seokji She is also his best friend because she cares and asks how things are going. Although lately he has been the one who has tried to hide his face. Because this semester there is not much studying, just completing work and submitting it on time.

Min Yoongi twisted his arms around lazily before going to look at the music CD he had written for the teacher with the lyrics printed out.

“Rain In Seoul”

The song's title describes his emotions and feelings and the story of his current life very well.

He looked blankly at the rain that was beginning to stop falling before he grabbed a towel and went into the bathroom to do his own business in order to refresh himself a little. It would be good. before walking to brew strong coffee while looking blankly away

The sky began to brighten with bright sunshine and the rain disappeared, leaving only the coolness that was left behind as water droplets that glistened on the leaves. He wanted his life to come back as bright and lively as the weather right now, but it was so. It's so hard when I remember someone.

When nostalgia floats around in the mood, the pain returns. He put down the coffee cup, which he drank without knowing the taste, leaving a brown stain on the mouth of the cup. The bitterness of the coffee was probably not equal to the bitterness that was in his heart right now.

When will you come back?

There are only questions without answers.

Maybe it's time to make yourself strong again. Someone once said, No one can make us stronger than ourselves. Today he will act anew. He thought of taking better care of himself, so he went to pick out the few colorful clothes that were in the closet.

A blue jacket with a perfectly distributed black, red and gray graphic pattern hangs in the far corner of the closet. He reached out his hand to pick it up and the memories returned.

“This shirt suits you well. Why do you always wear black clothes? Tao?” the person said while adjusting the collar of the smaller person in front of him and looking at his entire body, making the person who was being seen feel embarrassed and not being able to place themselves, they stared at each other with those mischievous sparkling eyes like that.

“This one is the most suitable. I bought it as a gift on the day we were together for 100 days. Then on our one-year anniversary, we went to dinner at the restaurant at Seoul Tower.”

“Has it been 100 days already?”

“Um! Tomorrow it will be complete. 100 days since we've been together. You're so forgetful.” The older man pinched the other's red cheeks affectionately.

“It hurts!” The older man felt his cheek with his hand while pretending to complain non-seriously.

“Then let's make amends like this,” he finished, quickly stealing a kiss from the man in front of him on the cheek before being hit by a heavy palm that followed, but he was able to catch it in time.

"Oh! Why can't being shy and hurtful turn into a kiss on the cheek?"

“Oh! Jungkook! This is a fitting room,” the smaller man chided the older man. But the other party laughed and gave a cheeky smile.

Happy times have passed and only things are left behind. Min Yoongi braced himself for the jacket, put it on, and looked in the mirror. Even though it hurt, thinking of the old days was enough to make him feel better, that at least he had had a great time. good

The brightly colored jacket contrasted with his pale and sad expression. He could only ask the person in the mirror when he would be as strong as before before turning to see the message and heart of the person who had passed away drawn on the calendar: “One year anniversary.”

Today marks one year, but what's the point if there's no one else to celebrate with? He turned away from the calendar and went to pick up the CD and documents for the teacher and put them in his trusty black leather bag. But before he could put the two items into the bag, the doorbell rang, causing him to stop. Before walking straight to the door, the good friend was afraid that he wouldn't send his work to the teacher, so he stormed over and dragged him to his room. The thin person could only think and moan in his heart before walking towards the door of the room.

“Are you afraid that I won't send you work, that you came and dragged me to your room?!” He made an annoyed face before yelling and complaining to his friend as he opened the door. Although he was sad, but with his close friend, the commotion and brutality never subsided. Just a little bit

But the person standing in front of him was not Kim Seokjin, but rather a large man who rushed over and hugged him close to his chest in a familiar hug. The embrace that he had been yearning for for three months, so many confused feelings arose in his heart that he could only stand still in the embrace.

“I miss you so much!” the older man whispered into the ear while kissing the smaller man's cheek. The person in his arms tried to push him away but it didn't work, so he could only writhe on his chest before looking up with his eyes starting to turn red and tears welling up in his eyes.

"crazy people! Where have you been?

“I'm sorry! No, don't cry.” Jungkook used one hand to support the crying face before bending down to gently kiss the tears on the other's eyelids, soothing the touch, effectively erasing the little person's tears.

Yoongi let the other kiss him from his eyelids, forehead, cheeks, chin, before stopping on his lips before he pulled away, lingering. He felt the warmth of familiar lips transmit sweetness and sweetness to his withered heart, causing it to swell and dance normally again. The sadness that had been floating around suddenly vanished. Seeing the face and taste of the person he sorely missed.

“I'm so happy, I miss you Yoongi the most, you know?” He finished and hugged the little man, burying himself in his wide chest again until the other person used his hand to slam them in protest, and that's when he agreed to release his arms.

"Please be gentle. Hug me this tight and we'll die." The little man's face turned red. He wasn't sure if he was embarrassed or tired from being attacked with hugs and kisses like this.

“I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to disappear like this, but it was really necessary. The professor at the department sent me to study dance in America for three months and confiscated my phone. I completely cut off contact with the outside world. My father and mother found out when I was there for a week because the teacher told me to call and tell them but they refused to tell anyone else. I miss you so much.

I could hardly concentrate on studying,” he explained at length before giving the other person a serious look that let him know that every word he said was the truth.

“Believe me, I am suffering no less than you. Before coming here, I called Seokjin hyung and asked all about him. He refused to eat or sleep. I refuse to go out for a long time. I kept myself in my room and looked like I had slimmed down a lot. You have to eat a lot this evening, you know? I called and made a restaurant reservation.”

“Do you remember this? So you called Seokjin but didn't call me?”

“Remember, I have an accurate memory. Then I rushed back to finish the course quickly. I was very happy to know that I was back in time for our one year anniversary, but I didn't call to tell you first because I wanted to surprise you. The plane immediately took a taxi and came straight to you, but I sent you a message and you probably didn't see it."

Min Yoongi glanced at the phone that he had left on the bed. He didn't pick it up and look at it, so he didn't know that the person in front of him would come looking for him, but right now, nothing was as important as meeting like this. He smiled through his tears and cried again, not because he was sad but because he was so happy that he couldn't say anything but buried his face in the broad chest of the big man who had returned.

“Don't disappear like this again.” He looked up at the big man who seemed to be taller than before and also looked thicker than before. But what had not changed at all were his big eyes that shone brightly and happily every time. that have seen There will still be a wide smile sent to you.

“Looking at my face like this makes me really shy.” The big man who was shy when he was embarrassed turned into a little kid again.

“I haven't seen you for a long time, so let me take a look. You look a lot older. I'd probably eat a lot of hamburgers there to my heart's content.”

“Haha, not really. At first I couldn't eat anything because I missed you. But when I think about it again If I didn't take good care of myself, I wouldn't have the energy to finish the dance course. So I fought hard to be able to hug you like this,” he said, pulling the other man to his chest again.

“It really feels good every time I hug you.”

“Me too,” replied the little man in his arms, reaching out to hug the other person. Hug until the end of the hug until the coldness from the rain falling in your heart melts away, leaving only the warmth of the person you love and who loves him.

-END-

*lyrics

Rain In Seoul(서울은 비)

of the band

SWEET SORROW(스윗소로우)

Talk:

I'm back again with a fic like Fon (the author's name is Fon >__<). This fic is a sequel to

Be careful rain

Who hasn't read it yet? You can go back and read it (selling a little bit of stuff><) The weather at the end of the rainy season at the beginning of winter makes me lonely, and it's just right for the band.

SWEETSORROW

Just released a new song about rain, so it inspired me to write this short fic ^^ If you like it or not, tell me. Will leave a comment. Or say hello on Twitter @

Barmyoice

All right.

Series section

SF Love Village

I'm currently writing it, but when I start writing it, why do I always get a Gugga short fic instead? I don't know. Haha.