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priceless tears

Summary:

tecchou works a regular office job but recently, his team is informed that the team manager is a man who cannot be trusted anymore. while he processes this, someone appears at his door. with an unexpected appearance.

Notes:

sorry for not updating my bsd chatfic i like have nothing to write about so uh yeah i might update that soon.
this is something i wrote a while ago (half a year ago?) and i edited it recently. i just wanted to contribute to suegiku on ao3 ^^

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[9:46 pm]

tecchou fell onto his bed thinking of the events that had occurred not too long ago. it was revealed that the manager of his department was involved in illegal activity which included theft, plagiarism, kidnapping and even murder. this hit hard for him and it definitely did for the others in his team. after all, the group of them were close friends. he released a sigh and adjusted his position on the bed.

while on his phone, he heard a knock. it wasn't like the rapid knocking of the door that teruko or tachihara would do, it was more of a knocking the door only enough for it to be heard from the other side. tecchou walked up to the door and at the same time, he thought of who it could be. of all of the people he thought of, he did think of his name, but not this face.

his face, jouno's face was drenched in tears. swollen eyelids, red nose and messy hair was enough to describe what he looked like. before tecchou could speak, jouno immediately fell onto tecchou's shoulder. jouno sniffed and wrapped his arms around tecchou's waist and softly cried into the crevice of his neck. tecchou closed the door and hesitantly hugged back.
"are.. are you okay?" tecchou asked the crying boy.
"what the fuck does it look like, you're the one who can see." jouno still taunted tecchou like always, even with tears flowing down his face. tecchou heard a jouno take a deep breath, before he started to talk.

"i.. i'm scared," "i know, it sounds fucking stupid but i tear up at the sight of him."
"i shouldn't cry about the manager, but can i do this job anymore? can i trust anyone anymore? can i-"
"you can trust me." tecchou pulled jouno from leaning on his shoulder to put his own hands on the other's shoulders and looked him straight in the eyes.
"but how do i know i can?" jouno asked him not expecting what was to come after.

tecchou cupped jouno's face and pulled his face to crash his lips onto the other. jouno froze at the sudden act but reciprocated not too long after. they pulled apart, both breathless until jouno smiles and puts his head on tecchou's shoulder once again.
"you know, i'd have to say that my favourite sound is the sound of your heartbeat whenever i'm around,"
"or maybe just your heartbeat in general." jouno giggled a little a bit after he finished that sentence. tecchou suddenly grabbed jouno's wrist and dragged him to his bed.
"if you like listening to my heart beat, it's better to do it here, saigiku" jouno very visibly blushed at hearing tecchou say his first name and lied down next to his chest, as he invited him to.

[7:34 am]

tecchou and jouno's most vulnerable state would be in the shower, or this current moment. whispered argues behind the door were of tachihara and teruko's voice.
"shut up tachihara, do you want to wake them up and miss our grand opportunity?" teruko nudged tachihara powerfully on the arm as they creeped down the entrance hall to find two people in the same bed.
"there they are! take the camera out and turn the flash off" teruko whisper-shouted. they successfully took a picture with zero disturbance to the victims. the two scrammed and made sure to leave no evidence of two intruders.

jouno fully expected the exposure of his relationship with tecchou to be exposed since he heard two extra heartbeats in the room at some point, but what he didn't expect was tecchou telling him that photographs of the couple everywhere throughout the headquarters. everywhere. on the walls, room doors, the windows, the
whiteboard in the office, and even on the lockscreens of the official computers.

all he said in reaction to this was one thing :

"who decided to make the locks out of metal."

Notes:

happy new years eve eve with suegiku