My Brother's Clone✔ [Taekook]

47. Counting

Taehyung’s POV

“You know Taehyungie...” Jungkook says as we lie on his bed to sleep at night 

“Uhm...?” I hum. 

“You are great,” he finishes his sentence. I tilt my head to see him smiling at me. 

“How am I great?” I ask. 

He opens his palm and starts counting on his fingers. “You are an artist, you are so intelligent, good at studies, you can dance and you are so handsome like a prince. You are great.” 

“And you are so ex..exaggerating,” I say. 

“No, I'm not at all exaggerating, baby bear,” he smiles at me with his eyes crinkling at the corners.

I frown at him. It was baby tiger this morning. Suddenly I became a bear? "Excuse me bunny, s..stop calling me baby along with animals' names. For your..in..information, I'm an adult human."

“Oh really?” he raises his eyebrows. “But I don't feel like it. So, I'm gonna keep calling you baby,” he says and suddenly pulls me to his chest, wrapping his hands around my waist and planting a kiss on my head.

“You can't!” I scoff and try to free myself from his hold. But he only hugs me more tightly.

“Ahh..baby bear, your hair smells so nice,” he says and starts kissing my hair, again and again, making me blush. I quickly hide my face into the crook of his neck, not wanting him to notice it. I hear him chuckle near my ear and soon his one hand moves up and starts petting my hair.

“Okay baby, let's sleep, okay? I need to go to practice tomorrow. Goodnight,” he whispers in my ear and softly kisses on my earlobe, making tingles erupt inside my tummy. Then his fingers start to brush softly through my hair. I don't utter a word as I feel my face heat up further. Cause I know, I won't be able to say anything without stuttering. And he is kind of a sadist, he would want to make me stutter and fluster more. So, I close my eyes to the soothing feeling of his fingers caressing my scalp.

“So, you aren't waiting until 12 to w..wish your Mom?” I ask after sometime as I suddenly remember about his Mom's birthday. He told me about it only this evening. I had thought he is going to stay this weekend seeing his excitement in packing my stuff and bringing me back to this room. But he is actually going back home tomorrow evening to celebrate his Mom's birthday.

“Oh, Tae, you didn't sleep yet?” he asks placing a kiss on my hair. “No, I'm not wishing her through phone. I'm gonna pretend like I forgot her birthday. Last day, I actually told her I'm not coming home this weekend. So, tomorrow I'll go home with a big cake and surprise her,” he says with the hint of a smile in his voice. I involuntarily smile at his words. He loves his Mom a lot. 

“It'd be a real surprise to her. She will be so happy. Uhm...Jungkookie, tell my w..wishes to her,” I say and cringe at how I sounded when I called him Jungkookie now. He wants me to call him Jungkookie so much but everytime I try to pronounce it, I remember that Namra calling him Jungkookie. And I hate her so much.

“Sure, Tae Tae, Kookie will,” Jungkook says and kisses me again, making my heart flutter. I don't know why I'm letting him do this to me. It's just two days and he is already behaving like my 5 year's long boyfriend. And I can't make myself to do or say anything sternly to him.

“Are you....going to tell your Mom about this?” I ask him.

“This??” He asks.

“Our..uhm..this.....relationship,” I say.

“You don't want me to, right?” he asks. I don't say anything “I'm not telling her. Don't worry,” he then says. 

We don't talk after that. But I lie awake for a long time. Finally, somewhere in the middle of the night, I fall asleep in Jungkook's warm embrace.