#taekookau where: Taehyung comes home to his husband curled up in...

It wasn’t exactly out of the ordinary for Jungkook to be crying.
“Jungkookie.” He whispered, shuffling under the blanket.
Jungkook’s eyebrows furrowed shaking his head before turning his back to Taehyung. Oh Taehyung definitely knew what that meant.
“Did I do something wrong, my Love.”
“You forgot something.” Jungkook grumbled.
“See?! You don’t even know.” Jungkook sniffled.
“Come help me out a little. What did Hyung forget?”
“…eat breakfast.”
“No!”
“Put on my jacket?”
“No!”
“Take up my car keys-“
“B-but what if-“
“I’m. Right. Here.” He reassured him, wiping his tears away with his thumb.
“Yeah? How?” Jungkook frowned before being attacked with kisses all over his face, his forehead, his cheek, his nose, his chin, his lips.
“Forgive me or should I go down further?”
“I forgive you!” He blushed.
“Mm, that’s my baby.”
“But you can still go down further.”

Give me a number and I’ll write a short drabble cause I have severe writer’s block🧍🏽♀️



