Kim Taehyung's P.O.V

"Kookie," I whispered, shaking his sleeping figure.

"Kookie," I repeated.

"Kookie," I called out once again.

That's where I heard a groan escape from his lips.

"Baby, time to wake up. You've slept almost the entire day and it's Christmas. The twenty fifth of December. You gotta stand up now, baby."

Luckily, he did stand up.

I pinched those milky white puffy cheeks.

"Your face is all bloated up now," I told him. I know how much he hates it whenever his face would bloat up, but that's part of sleeping, isn't it? "God, your so cute."

"How can a bloated up face be cute?" He frowned. "You should have allowed me to sleep in some more." He whined, rubbing his eyes.

"But aren't we going to have our date today, Kookie?"

"Why can't we do that tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow is our rest day, isn't it?" I reminded. "Now, get up and change. I'll follow."

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"Kookie, why you look at that, I won!" I grinned in victory.

"You cheated, Taehyung!" Jungkook accused.

"You're just butthurt since I defeated you, huh?" I stated the obvious. 

"I'm not doing it." He frowned.

"Come on, Kookie, a deal is a deal." I snapped my fingers. "It's not like I told you to strip and do a y dance for me whatsoever. Unless, that is what you want, hm?" I gave a teasing smirk.

"Kookie doesn't like that idea at all." Jungkook wanted to cringe. He swore just a few more punches and all that he'll take the victory.

"See, using third person to talk isn't that hard. You do know the catch if you fail using third person the whole day, do you?"

"Kookie is gonna kick Taehyung out if he pushes this further. Kookie doesn't wanna talk about the punishment."

I stood up from the couch, givi