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📍Summary: You and Jungkook cuddle and discuss your bug future. Yes, that's the summary quite literally.

📍Genre : Heartwarming fluff

📍Word count: 1k words

📍Warnings: Bugs (mentioned in a cute way), kisses and cuddles.

*This is a work of fiction*

"Would you still love me if I was a bug?" you beamed, wrapped in your blanket burrito with eyes closed, facing him.

"If you were a bug I'd be a bug collector. I'll give you water, give you meal, raise you prettily. I'll make a forest in my house," he giggled in his characteristic bunny voice, showing his pearls of teeth and crescent moon of eyes. He was facing you too. Giving you his full attention.

Poor bun was left with very little of burrito to wrap himself in, the former being hogged by you to keep all your 'delicious' ingredients intact.

Hence now he laid naked enveloped only in his handsomeness. Yet, still the Adonis of the boyfriend you had, made sure to keep his Aphrodite warm with his love.

You were his Aphrodite, the allegory deeming perfectly well especially now, as you too, were naked under the sheets- the only buffer between you two's chemistry called love.

"Kookie if you'd say words like that I'll wish I were a bug more than a human." you whined, finding his cheesiness unbelievably adorable.

His love and chastity of his soul always seemed unbelievable. Unbelievably adorable.

His soul was like glacial meltwater, the purest. As if the angels themselves diligently melted down from heaven to incarnate as him.

No amount of grandiloquence would be enough to describe him indeed.

"No but to think of it, if you were a bug how'd I meet you? I'd have to be a bug too. Poor bugs always get smashed by humans. I don't want that. I want to protect you. So either you're a human or if you wanna be a bug then I'll be a your bodyguard bug with you."

"Bodyguard Bug?! Pfft Kookie. What sort of bug do you think I'll be?" you pondered to him, now out of your blanket burrito, only to scoop your leg over him for extra cuddle flavour.

"Mmmh lemme think." He raised his one eyebrow and stared upwards as if trying to reminisce if he turned the bathroom lights off or not.

"Aaaagh! Ladybird. You'd be my cute little ladybird." he grinned, scratching your hair adoringly. His eyes twinkling, as if he was already imagining the lavish amounts of lush green leaves he would be feeding you.

"A ladybird? Why so?" your curiosity made you snuggle closer to him if that was even possible. You wanted to be embedded in him and be a part of his thoughts. The language and skin were only barriers to your souls.

"Bub look at you. You're so precious and lovely. And so cute and colorful. When I look at you I want to protect you. I feel you're so adorably dainty like a ladybird. I wanna babygirl you so much. Also ain't seeing a ladybird means good luck? You're my ladyluck. You get what am saying? Agh never mind I am not good with words. Just take it- you're my ladybird. Precious bub."

"No, no I get it a bit, what you're saying." you played with his ring on his pinky finger while his hands drew sevens on your hip.

"Also I don't bite hehe." you bit his said tatted arm just to nibble it. You don't bite. You're a ladybird after all.

"Mmh. What bug do you think I'd be?" He said, eskimo kissing you then ending it with a peck on your lips.

You brought your hands on the fluff of his bread cheeks, appreciating his mole under the lip with your thumb. "Well that's really tough. First of all, you'd be the best bug. Cause you're my best boy," you smooched him to emphasize your praise, earning blushed giggles from him. His ears were rouge now as if he had turned to a ladybird not you.

"And to me the best bug is Butterfly. You're my butterfly. Buttercup." you pinched his cheeks.

"Butterfly? Wow like a butterfly~~~" he humoured, singing along to his group's song.

"But, Bun now I feel bad. I cannot be Butterfly. They're too pretty. I don't deserve this much praise."

"That's the point Koobie. You're so pretty. You bring joy wherever you go. So beautiful. Epitome of beauty and success. When you sleep you're a caterpillar in its cocoon, quite literally. And then you come out like this beautiful creature with triumphant wings, ready to waft away any challenge that comes its way. You bring me a smile whenever I behold you. Just like a butterfly." Your eyes gleamed. You were proud of your speech.

No amount of grandiloquence would be enough to describe him indeed.

"Baby no," his voice cracked. Your man was the most masculine alpha man you could desire. Why? Cause he cried and shedded his pearls of preciousness. The glacial meltwater oozed out like a spring, whenever his soul was struck. Spring water was pure too. Just like glacial melt water.

His eyes welled up and you kissed his eyelids when they shut, trying to hold back his spring from flowing. From becoming a damn.

"Yes baby." Your thumbs rubbed his eyelids, planting a plethora of kisses on his handsome face. The kiss train's final stop being his forehead. In the warmth of this moment these seeds of kisses were destined to flourish and become a field called love.

"Aw Kookie. It's not that deep. Not like we're bugs anyway. But I'd honestly love perching on your broad (and sexy of course) back like a Lady bird queen, while you fly me to the farthest flowers." You quipped, trying to lighten the mood. He laughed and gently squished your forehead against his buff chest. His butterfly wings embracing his ladybird, kissing the top of your precious bug head.

"See. That's why I called you my ladybird. My precious bug you are. My lovebug," he praised, combing your hair through his slender fingers.

"Are you sure you don't bite, my lovebug? Cause I feel I am lovestruck," he inquired, already swimming in the ocean of your eyes.

"This love bug only bites to the one who she loves the most," you nibbled his tatted arm again and kissed it immediately, trying not to ruin this romantic energy with your ever existing goofiness.

"Then I am glad you bit me. My lovebug." he pushed your back on the bed, intertwining your hands with his and proceeded to passionately kiss you.

Let's say the night ended with the two lovebugs making love in their love cocoon.

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