Jimin

"Taetae, why are you crying?" I came down the step and placed my hands on his cheeks, wiping the tears that had already fallen away with my thumbs. "Sweetheart no, please don't cry! Is-.. Is it not nice? Is the suit not nice? I can change it baby! I can just get another one! But please don't cry Taehyungie! Don't cry..." I panicked, showering his face with small kisses.
"I'm not crying for that pup.." He sniffed.
"Then what for?" I pouted, and he chuckled, pecking my lips afterwards.
"It just seems unreal to me.."
"What does?"
"Everything..."