Hubby: Kookie ~
→ how was today's concert? You must be tired, go sleep.Hubby: it was good, wish you were there. But it was good ^^
→ Pft, you wouldn't even see me in front of those thousand ARMYs. This isn't a fanfic tae.Hubby: Whateve. I want to see you :((
→ me too ... But we can't :(Hubby: can we FaceTime?
→ :$$ I'm shy ..Hubby: you act like a girl. Dnt be shy.
→ shut up Tae. Okay we can.Hubby: yay!
→ answer"Hi.." I raised my phone infront of my face. "Hey Kookie !" He's still so energized. What does he eat? "Aren't you tired? You're still so energized."
"I am, but I'm happy to see you. It's been quite long since we last face timed." He's laying on his hotel bed probably, seeing a pillow's behind his head. "You took shower already?" I asked smiling.
"Yeah, it was refreshing. One of the reason I'm still energized." He chuckled ruffling his wet hair, he's hot. "You know, sometimes I feel like this is all a dream." I nervously laughed.
"What is?" He asks raising one of his eyebrows, screams hot. "You." -- "huh?" He tilts his head. "Like you're face timing me right now." I laugh not so loudly.
"Oh, it's not a dream though." He pouts, puckering his lips." I know, but I still feel like it's a dream." I let out.
"You're so cute." He says. "I want to pinch your cheeks so bad." He shows his famous smile. "And you're hot." I mumbled not looking at him.
"T-thank you Kookie." He shuttered. Why is it so adorable ? Everything he does is so adorable. "Tae, you should go rest. You're eyes are going to have big eye bags and dark circles." I chuckled seeing his eyes getting heavier.
"But I want to talk to my baby." He puckers his lips. "W-what?" He's killing me. "I said, 'I want to talk to my baby.'" He repeats again.
"Oh shut up hyung." I laughed, trying to lift off awkward situation. "Hyung?" He looks straight into the camera. "Hubby." I quickly answered not wanting him to be mad.
"Okay. Baby I'm so tired." He sighs closing his eyes for a second. "Then why don't you go to sleep?" I asked, leaving a little chuckle. "I want to talk to my baby~ I haven't heard your voice, and today was tiring so." He answered closing his eyes again.
"You seem really tired, go sleep." He looks so tired like really, he needs to sleep. "No I don't want to." He sings tiredly. "HYUNG! Stop being childish. Go to sleep! You look like a living zombie right now !" I yelled, quickly closing my mouth seeing his reaction.
He jerks up hearing me yell at him. He looks down not looking at the camera, biting his lower lip. "I'm sorry. But really, I'm worried. You'll be unhealthy. I want you to have good rest before tomorrow's concert." I whisper. He does not look up.
"Tae, please look up." I said, with soothing sound. He looks up, a little tear running down his checks. "Tae, please don't cry. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to yell at you." It hurts, hurts to see him tear up.
As far as I know, he's not easy to cry. He's strong. He and Suga sunbae are strong.
"It's okay." He smiles sadly. "I'm sorry. I hurt you. I'm bad." I say, holding back my tears. "It's okay Kookie. I'll go sleep now." He smiles again. He looks hurt.
"It's just my first time being yelled or shouted by you, and I'm not used to it." He lets out. "I'm sorry. I love you." I mumble.
"I love you too Kookie." He looks up smiling again. "Hubby, you know you're the best while smiling? Thank you for always smiling." I smile back. "Oh shut up." He hides his face with the blanket.
"Aww, let me see your face. Are you blushing?" I tease. I wonder how he looks while blushing; in real person. "Shut up. I'll go sleep now. Bye Kookie I love you." -- "I love y--" I couldn't finish my sentence, he hung up.
Hubby: Goodnite baby.
→Gudnt babe.Hubby: :$$
→ ttyl <3Hubby: ttyl !
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a.n: this is for the people who were hurt lmao by few previous chapters . Haha sowey not sowey.I hope people aren't hating on me when I post stupid this (like a/n) here haha.
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Letters to my bias || vkook
FanfictionTaehyung; Bangtan's maknae & main vocalist gets letter from a guy named "kookie" READ BOOK TWO & THREE→→ tae2thekook :: DISCLAIMER: I was 15yrs when i wrote this and the grammars and the choice of words weren't to my best. ...