β "come on, say hi to daddy..." you say sweetly to your 5-year-old daughter, who refused to talk to her dad.
β "darling, i miss you so much, i promise i'll come back to give you all the hugs and kisses you ask for. let's not fight, hmm?" you heard your husband's voice trying to convince your daughter to open her mouth and answer. a smile spread across your face, reflecting your amusement.
but she was your daughter, maybe namjoon's genes didn't even try to fight it. your husband, an idol, was away for work again, desperate to get back into his work routine after completing his military service. an exhausting week with multiple assignments was undoubtedly hectic.
β"he said the same thing last time," your daughter mumbled, pushing the phone away, her voice barely audible through her pout.
you try to comfort her gently, trying to make her understand that no matter the distance, his love for her never changes.
β "but he just came back home and left again, it's not fair..." she complains, settling back into your lap.