{ Worries
& Reunion ⸙ }

Since his childhood, Jungkook knows what he wants to do. Where the other children play in the sand land and make friends with each other, Jungkook had different goals from them.

He wants to be a reporter. A news reporter. Just like his father. He doesn't know where from did he gain his obsession. But he knows that's what he wants to become. A person who tells everyone the truth and other news from the world.

In his vision, A news Reporter is the one who keeps everyone around. They are the people who join people with each other through the news they tell. They keep telling them what is happening around them or what is happening around the world. They can bring news from the air to the sea. That's much they are powerful.

And jungkook loves it. He loves watching his father dressed in a three-piece black suit and with hair styled neatly telling the news to the people in his soft yet authoritative voice.

It was like something had woken up inside of jungkook the first time he had seen his father on their TV. A fire that stretches out its flames to engulf the whole heart of little jungkook. It was not a fire of dreams. No. It was the fire of a promise. A promise to himself that he will just become like his father. And nothing can stop him.

Besides one thing. Which dims the fire in jungkook heart. It was the Disorder that jungkook had. A rare type of condition to say.

It's called Pinnochio Disorder. A unique disorder that does not allow a person to lie. Whenever a person tries to lie, they suddenly started to get hiccups. They can't end their sentence if they are telling lie because the constant hiccups will make it very difficult to do it.

But what confuses jungkook is why does he hiccup? Mommy says that lying is not good, so Jungkook does not lie so why does he have this illness?

He remembers himself standing in front of the mirror practicing his communication skills with the mirror. Staring at himself in the mirror and repeated the words his father said in the news. Back straight. Hands folded in front of his stomach.

it was very messy because of the continuous hiccups he gets while repeating the sentence of his father. The little kid can't help but wonder why can't be able to speak properly.

The fear he fueled at that time was not something jungkook likes to talk about. When he told his parents about they got scared as well. Soon, he was in front of the doctor. Who was saying some words that were a little hard for jungkook to comprehend? When his parents get to know about the disorder their son had, they were stunned.

According to the doctor, he will have hiccups when he will lie. Nothing too dangerous. They have many questions in their mind because first of all, why would their child lie about anything? How does he have this disorder? But they know that it will not be good to throw all the questions at the mere 10-year child.

As they reach home, they calmly ask jungkook, what he does before he starts hiccuping. Oh, little Jungkook excitedly smiles and tells them that he mimics his father. He repeats those lines which his father said in the news, but can't complete them because of the continuous hiccups. The jeon couple stares at each other in shock.

They both turn their attention to jungkook who was staring back at his father with big Bambi eyes. Full of stars and inspiration. The heart of a weak father of him melted on the spot. How was he supposed to tell his son that his father is not what he thinks? That he does not tell truth every time.

He crouched in front of him, taking his small hands on his big ones and pecking them lovingly. His eyes fill with fondness and unshed tears of love for his son.

"Why do you do it kookie?" Mr jeon asked softly.

"Because kookie wants to be like papa! He wants to cool like papa!" Little Jungkook answered with the same confidence, puffing out his chest proudly.

The jeon couple can't help but chuckle at the cuteness of their son. Only if he knew the real world. Only if knew the reason he hiccups. Because whatever his father said in news are far from true.

He remembers how his father hugged him gently but enough to show him how much he loves him. His parents exchanged glances over his shoulder and nodded at each other.

Not having the heart to crush their little son's dream, they told him that he will be the best reporter. Even though they know the truth of harsh reality. They know that in today's world truth is nothing against money.

And that's how jungkook is in the some abounded park of Seoul. With red puffy doe eyes, red button nose, and crystal clear tears running on the cheeks. His office bag was neatly placed on his lap and his head hanging low. He was occasionally sniffing. He still can't believe that his all hard work and sleepless nights got to waste. For what?

" you have the best resume so far, but we are afraid that we can't give you the job Mr. Jeon." One of the men in the room said. Jungkook widened his eyes. His heart dropped in his stomach. He can't believe what he had heard. He can feel a pressure building behind his eyes but he composed himself. This is not the right time to cry.

"Why? Sir?" He asked in a small voice. The man sighs and glanced at the woman on his left and another man on his right. They both shook their head in disagreement.

The man faces jungkook again, already feeling bad for the latter. He cleared his throat and said "as we see your file Mr jeon. Not gonna lie but you are the most eligible employee for this job."

Jungkook feels little hope in his chest. Maybe they can think again? Maybe he still has a chance. Jungkook stares at the man with big eyes. Hoping the man would melt. "But-," the man said again with no emotions. Okay, puppy eyes not gonna work. "How will you cover the news if you can't lie a little bit?" The man stared at him and questioned.

What?, What do they mean? Jungkook knows the illness he had and he knows that it's not gonna be easy to find a job in his favorite press company because of it. But he can't let his disorder stop him from achieving his dream. No! His disorder is not a disease. His father told him. His mother told him that too. Even he had told him too.

Then, why would don't give him chance? Jungkook bites his lip to stop himself from crying. He takes a deep breath and smiled at the man and said.

"But sir, why do I want to become a reporter if I am not telling the truth?" He questioned. Jungkook doesn't miss the flinching of the man. He stays silent. Jungkook took his silence as the answer and stand up from the chair.

He gave them 90° bowed and start making his way towards the door. Just as he was about to leave the room. A sharp feminine voice stopped him.

"Do you know the power of truth Mr. jeon?" He turned around and stared at the woman. This was the first time he heard her say something.

"telling people what are they going through and what can they go through is Truth. And this is what the real reporter does. They tell people the real and true news. Not rumors, which can destroy not only one but many houses. We cover news, so we can tell people something about the outside world. Not creating misunderstanding." he answered confidently.

The woman stared at him with her arms crossed for some good minutes before saying. "You are completely right Mr jeon. But do you know how sometimes telling a lie can save the world? A good reporter has to observe the situations and sometimes lie." She pauses and looked at jungkook sharply. "And that's what you can't do Mr. Jeon. That's why you cannot be a good reporter."

Her every word was like a knife that stabbed directly into his heart. Crumbling all the self-confidence he had to build over the years. His lips quivered and he was sure that he gonna cry soon. He nodded and left the room hurriedly.

The moment he exits the building the tears start making their way from his eyes and in no time he was crying.

Jungkook put his head in his hands and start sobbing again. He feels so useless. It's so unfair. The hard work he had done through all years. The sleepless nights and never-ending anxiety he felt at the time of the results. He wishes that his parents were with him now. He was so busy crying that he didn't notice that someone was sitting beside him, watching him sobbing. And he didn't even notice how the person forwarded his handkerchief to him.

The sound of someone clearing their throat causes jungkook to rose his head. He looked at the person through his blurred vision. He rubbed his eyes to get rid of the tears. As He doesn't wanna appear as some weirdo. he gazes at the person again. He was surprised to see that stranger offering him his handkerchief.

On any other day jungkook would politely decline, but today his emotions are all over the place. He gently took the handkerchief and mutter a small thank you. And wiped his tears. He feels a little embarrassed but closed that part. When he was a little relaxed. He smiled at the kind stranger and was about to say thank you again when the stranger cut him off.

"Nice to see you again Jeon Jungkook." The stranger said with a smile. Jungkook widened his eyes. Not because that stranger knows his name but the very familiar voice. That voice. Jungkook's heart started to beat loudly again in his chest. He can't believe it.
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"...Kim Taehyung...?"

Taehyung P.O.V

Jungkook's relationship with taehyung had no name. But there was something between them. Some named it rivalry as they both always find competition in everything. While others named it to disguise the love story of two high school students who disguise their love as a rivalry.

Jungkook was never able to understand what they even try to imply. But taehyung had known. He always knows what people are trying to say. Because he was not so oblivious as jungkook. He has a fair share of gossip with everyone but never bats a glance at them. But now it was different. Because this time it was jungkook they were talking about.

It sparked a curiosity inside taehyung heart why do they even think that jungkook and he will make a couple? Like from where did they even get that idea. He and jungkook are opposite poles of a magnet. They both live in two different worlds. Where jungkook already knows what he wants to do in his future and always stands on his grounds.

Taehyung on the other side doesn't even remember what he ate last night, let alone what he wants to do in the future.

And it irks him. It's irked how much he liked when jungkook glared at him for being reckless, even though taehyung was 2 years older than him and was senior to him. He likes it whenever the younger will huffed in annoyance because the older is so frustrating.

He didn't like the attention of people. But he likes the attention of Jeon Jungkook. A 15-year-Old Boy with the eyes of a doe and the smile of a bunny. He likes having The all Attention Of Jeon Jungkook on him and he doesn't know why? Is it because Taehyung likes annoying the younger? Or he likes the cute glare Jungkook gives him. He doesn't know anything. But he likes it and it makes things 10 times more hard to understand.

But what taehyung understood through his breakdown is that he doesn't like seeing tears in jungkook eyes unless they are happy tears.

He remembers the first time he had seen Jungkook cry was when one of his younger classmates had destroyed his project and made fun of him. At that time the only thing taehyung felt was anger. He remembers giving some good punches to those bullies and then getting suspended for a week.

But that was not his favorite part. His beloved part was when Jungkook came to his house that day and scolded him for being so reckless and not minding his business.

But what catches his attention was the flowers in the younger hands. The white beautiful lilies. "How does he knows that I like lilies?" He thought.

"What's that?" Taehyung asked while pointing at the flowers.

Jungkook stooped his scolding before looking down at his hands. His lips turned into "O" as he flushed brightly. He looked at the flowers for some seconds before offering them to taehyung.

"That's for you. Bye." He said hurriedly and ran away from there.

Taehyung stood there for some minutes wondering what's just happened. He looks down at the flowers and noticed a little purple note on them. He tucked out the note gently and read it.

"Thank you for helping me that day. Even though you didn't have to. But still thank you."

"Jk :]"

Taehyung didn't notice how hard he was smiling. Fuck. And that was the first time taehyung realized that he likes Jeon Jungkook.

And that was years ago. And now sitting at the side of the boy who was the reason for his gay awakening and watching him crying softly is not something taehyung imagined for their next meeting.

He stared at the beautiful man in front of him, who also recognized him. As he softly said "Kim Taehyung."

Inspired by::
Korean drama
"Pinocchio"

Author Note: hello! I am here again! Sorry for not posting anything till now! But here we are now! This chapter was posted early but now it's here again with some new scenes! So please leave your comments on the chapter!! I would like to know what are you thinking!! ( this is the longest chapter I wrote till now. Wtf"