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📍Summary: You and Jungkook braid each other's hair and paint each other's nails.
📍Word count: 1.3K words
📍Warnings: FLUFF and comedy, JK needs your attention, JK gets pigtails. JK's nails are painted pink! OC kicks JK's face twice (?) Cursing.
*This is a work of fiction*
"Bun, baby!" Jungkook chirped in your ears, clutching on to you like an adult koala, nuzzling your nape from behind, scenting your natural aroma.
"Don't go please, baby. My love. I don't wanna be alone. Wanna spend my day off with you Bub," he beseeched, as he smooched your nape, the texture of his thin lips and cold metallic ring inveigling you in a defeat.
"Koobie," you monotoned adoringly, gripping his inked arms which now huddled you from rear. He was practically waddling with you, like a fluffy penguin with his beloved.
Aw he was your fleecy giant penguin. And you loved to bask in his warmth, in the icy cold world you lived in.
"Koobie, my baby, 2 hours. I'll be back in 2 hours, then we can snuggle all you want hmm? Don't you want your bun to have the exquisite nails and therapeutic hair spa she deserves ?" you tried to negotiate with him, playing the harp of his love on your own notes.
"Naur. I don't want it. You're lovely as it is. Sexy if I may also add. As long as you're here with me," he rambled as he settled you both on the couch, showering your skin with kisses, peppering your arms, hands, shoulders with the spice of his passion. Followed by an impromptu nibble of your cheek, as if taste testing his finest delicacy.
"Koobie I don't like this." You sat listless, not reciprocating his ministrations as you sulked making a moue, much to your man's dismay.
" Bun don't give me that face. It has me weak. You know it," he sighed.
"Okay! How about this!" He clasped your hands and massaged his cheeks with the same. His eyes glimmering with the sparks of brainwave that just struck his cute head.
"How about, I wash your hair, braid them and give you a manicure hm? Sounds like a perfect bargain to me. And this handsome man comes free with it." He wriggled his eyebrows suggestively as he flexed his robust chest, turning into a muscular kangaroo from your needy penguin.
He was your beast. A romantic one at that.
"What? " you tittered as your eyes grew wide in mischief and also fascination at his offer.
"But babe you don't know how to apply nail paint. You'd be messy," you teased, scratching his scrumptious locks in empathy. God, he really would have wanted to spend time with you.
"You can teach me. And bun you know. I am JK. I would ace it. I would nail it. Shall I say." He poked his tongue out, followed by a wink, only gaining brownie points from you.
"Hmm. You are indeed JK. Very convincing. I will stay," you spoke decisively as you rested your back against the couch.
"See? I knew that handsome man part got the deal," Jungkook declared haughtily, landing his forehead in your lap, eyeing you in victory.
"But you'll allow me to do your hair and apply nail paint on you too," you giggled as you smacked his chest playfully.
"Babe! Okay can I choose the color though?" he surrendered, his long eyelashes blanketing his bread cheeks.
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"Wow Koobie that was so good," you practically moaned. Jungkook was now drying your hair with a towel, after bestowing you with his enrapturing head wash.
"I barely made through you know? You were literally moaning and it was doing me things," Jungkook confessed, turning the blow dryer on blast as he gently dried your damp cascading waves. You teasingly sprinkled some droplets on his face. Your giggles, being muffled by the blaring dryer.
"Always horny tsk." You handed him the comb after your hair had been dried, with him bouncing your locks, enacting the skit of a professional hairstylist.
"Ouch! KOOBIE be gentle! I don't want you ripping my hair," you reprimanded, as he utilized a bit too much of his strength in detangling your threads.
"I am sorry! Bun I swear I'll be gentle." He kissed your crown, caressing the scalp. He began weaving your hair with his adroit touches, almost crocheting it like a tangible yarn of his love.
"Ta- da! How's it?" he beamed at his artwork, adding cute little butterfly clips at the back of your hair.
"Wow. I am impressed. How do you know this? Gosh it's so pretty! Can you do my hair everyday?" You awed at the picture he took of your head on his phone.
"Of course my Bun," he chuckled giving his bunny smile.
"Time to play with my Koobie!" you cadenced in ebullience as you perched on his lap on the bed. You grabbed your neon pink scrunchies to tie up his hair in two cute pigtails.
"So adorable, my Koobie!" You captured his doll like makeover on your phone, squishing his cheeks in a pout only to land a wet smooch on it.
"I love you, my Koobie doll!" You eskimo kissed him, while the meek lover took the romantic attack like the lovely sport he was.
"I love you too Bun," he heaved as he bounced and adjusted your fountains of love on his head.
"Not bad though. I look cute hehe" he giggled in respect of your art.
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"Bun stay still" Jungkook scolded as he painted his love on your tippy toes. He was giving you a pedicure as you sat with your legs elegantly spread for his service.
"Koobie it tickles-oh! " You almost kicked his chin, the latter's face too close to your feet like a reverent worshiper of his goddess. He was so concentrated, perfection being his prowess.
"Ouch ! BUN DID YOU JUST KICK MY FACE?" Jungkook fumed, rubbing his aching nose.
"I am sorry Koobie! It's just you're so close to my feet that your breath tickles on my toes!" you guffawed, only to peck his face in apology.
"If you don't stay still I'll bite your feet!" Jungkook licked a hot stripe on your feet causing you to land another kick on his face in hysteria.
"OUCH! BUN! The fvck! " Jungkook yelped while holding your ankles steadfast in his grip.
"AM SORRY. I WILL STAY STILL. REALLY." You raised your hands in surrender.
"Also don't fvcking lick my feet! If you have foot fetish we can cater to that later," you quipped while your joke went deaf on his sensitive ears, highlighting how engrossed he was in his service. Usually, Jungkook would always actively participate in these suggestive banters.
"Now let it dry. And I am gonna blow over it so please don't kick my mouth again for fvck's sake." Jungkook blew cool air over his painting, forewarning you of his actions.
"It'll dry on its own. Now come up my Koobie let's paint your nails!" you chirped now analyzing your nail polish stash for the brightest colors.
"Pink or black? My Koobie," you offered, raising the two shades up, being starry eyed. The exhilaration oozing out of you.
"Pink? NAUR BABY YOU SAID I COULD CHOOSE THE COLOR!" Jungkook whined, aghast at the imagery of having his nails painted pink while the fountains of your love jiggled on his head.
"Yes choose. Pink or black? You know what. Let's do both. Pink for me. Black for you. In tandem. Gosh I am so excited!" you placed his tatted rough phalanges on your thighs, coloring his blank nails with your love.
"You know you're lucky I love you so much bun" Jungkook gave you an almost love drunk gaze, with no intentions of protesting. Your giddiness was enough to satiate him.
As long as you were with him, he would let himself be painted or tainted in any color by your lovely hands. The canvas of his soul was curated for an artist like you. Always ready to be reddened by your love.
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