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📍Summary: Jungkook gives you the silent treatment and you do everything under the sun to break his walls.

📍Word count: 3.2 k words

📍Warnings: pet names, he's mad, he ignores you, sweet and attention starved reader, mention of Twinkies, Jungkook has to battle the devil and the angel (?), suggestive flirting from koo, Cinnamoroll cameo (duh, am too obvious right?)

*This is a work of fiction*

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"Koobieeeee," you carolled, stretching the last syllable to draw his attention.

Yes his attention, something which you were currently suffering dearth of.

"Kooboobie!"

"Kookoo bean?"

"My sweet Kooberry boo?"

"Baby Coconut?"

Your voice mewled the sweetest nothings to court and coax your mate. However, the latter was too miffed, and turned all your incantations a deaf ear.

"Bubba? You're still mad at me, baby?" you whispered politely, your lips in a cherubic pout to cajole him. Your hands tried to reach for his and stroke them in your loving motions, but he pulled his hand away. Leaving you cold and rejected. Much like the hot chocolate mug you had brought him in his room, while he was playing games.

He rarely played games, always choosing to cuddle with you instead in his leisure time. But right now, it was as clear as a day that he was using it to blow off his steam and ignore you.

Your heart clenched a bit at his response, so you concluded he may need some space.

"Please drink it bub, It may get cold, hm?" you smiled weakly and scratched his nape carefully. Your hesitation to leave too thick like the froth on the beverage, yet you retrieved your hand from his locks and left.

Jungkook on the other hand, took his headset off, having heard every note of your plea as the game was muted the entire time. Sighing heavily, he grasped the cup of your melted affection and warmth, and sipped it with a tinge of bittersweet remorse on his tongue.

He knew he was being a jerk. Your heart was too precious to be shoved away like this. He knew he was being petty and selfish.

He knew.

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An hour elapsed, and now the grumpy bunny had emerged out of his secluded burrow. He rubbed his eyes and tapped his toe socks across the parquet floor. Mimicking a starved rabbit on his forage.

A way to a man's heart is his tummy. And you lived by this aphorism pretty well.

So this was your chance.

"You're up honey bun. You must be hungry. I made you your favourite Makguksu bub," you cheered, cradling the aromatic bowl in your hands.

"Come bunny, let's eat it together hm?" you encouraged and sat down at the table, waiting for him. He was still not looking at you, but you held your ground. You will make him talk to you, warm up his cold shoulder with your love.

He initially hesitated but then with a quick glance to your eyes and the softness dripping from them, he gave in. He dragged the chair opposite to you and sat down to eat.

Usually, he would sit beside you, and you would even share one bowl. But today the empty space beside you, symbolised his lack of care for you.

Just as he was slurping the noodles, you found that he was searching for something, his eyes constantly flickered over the table.

"Oh bunny, you need Kimchi right? How can I forget! Wait I'll get it for you," you exclaimed and quickly got up amidst eating. Jungkook hated it whenever you'd get up or leave food in the middle of eating. He always made sure you could eat peacefully with no worries. He would rather get up and get anything for you.

But today, for the first time, he couldn't stop you, his ego slowly strangled his kindness to act otherwise.

"Don't. Stop bun-" he raised his arm mid air to grasp your wrist and stop you. But something in him made him halt his action instantly.

"You called me Kookie?" You grinned a million dollar smile, he called you his bun. Finally his icy cold cage was thawing.

"Don't stop, make it pop. DJ, blow my speakers up. Tonight, na na na" he hummed the lyrics and whistled. As if he was not just calling you earlier. You frowned, and sighed, making your way to the kitchen.

"He's so stubborn ugh," you muttered low, taking out the Kimchi Jar from the fridge and easily unscrewing the lid.

Then the bulb in your brain lit up.

You went over to the table with the jar and tried to open it with no avail. "Ah," you cried.

Noticing your struggle, Jungkook ceased inhaling his food and funnelled his attention to you. His inked hands, brushed against yours to take the jar from you.

You suppressed your giggles and pursed your lips in a cheeky smile. He was your kind coconut after all. Tough on exterior but soft and warm hearted inside, once you break his walls.

He loosened the lid with no effort, albeit a bit suspicious as to why you were struggling in the first place. His doe eyes glinted with confusion and he bit on his lip ring to mask his timidity.

"Aw Koobie! You're so strong! My bubba opened it so easily!" You eulogised his masculine strength, massaging his biceps and pecked his cheek in gratitude.

Your warm, cotton candy lips against his bread cheeks, ushered him in a trance. He was dazed and giddy. Heat rose up to his fluffy cheeks at your gesture. Gosh, he wanted to cuddle and kiss you so bad. It was eating him alive.

Your plump lips felt feathery light and delicate against his skin. Their tender touch slowly sapped out the anger in him. Like a bee gorging on its precious flower. He felt weak and meek.

But the devil in black cape, perched on his cold shoulder, advised him against breaking his restraint.

"Jeon, you can't give in so easily. You must show her what it's like to make you upset. Have some self respect," whispered the malicious devil in his one ear.

"Kookie, don't listen to him. Go hug and make up with your sweet girl. A man shouldn't have ego with his woman. Love wins all." the tiny angel with a halo, attempted to convince his soul otherwise, his voice being silenced by the devil who shoved him off the man's other shoulder.

Cough.

Jungkook coughed and handed the jar to you. The blood rush and dopamine from your affection was still fresh in his veins. So he made a hasty retreat to the washroom to relieve himself.

He was acting like a teenager both mentally and physically. It was pathetic.

"Koobie," you called for him, more to yourself than him. Feeling defeated once again.

Did you really mess up so bad this time? That even the angel of your boyfriend was stonewalling you like this?

However, you were an equally tenacious woman. You had dug your heels in. And you would make a way out of your will.

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"Koobie!" You beamed as you came skipping in your satin pink robe, in the living room. Your grumpy boyfriend was on his phone on the couch.

Maintaining your sassy beat, you frolicked in front of him with a coy grin on your face. Normally this would be the routine. Anytime you would try on your new clothes, you would adorn a delicate, flimsy pink robe and hop over to him to give a little show and ask him to unwrap his present. And as he would undo the robe, a new outfit was unlocked for him.

You loved sharing the joy of wearing new clothes with him. And he equally indulged you in by showering flirty compliments and kisses. He would even ask you to pose and click several pictures of you. It would be a ritual.

So adhering to the tradition, you stood between his grey sweatpants clad thighs and batted your eyelashes at him.

However, when he just stared into your soul with a stoic expression, you got a little shy.

"Koobie?" you stooped your back lower to face him, your hands resting on his knees.

He merely tilted his head in question, pouting his cherry lips at you. Well, at least he was making eye contact and responding in some way. But it still wasn't enough.

"Bubba, you ain't gonna open your present?" you gave him the puppy eyes and quivered your chin. Your lips all dewy in your gloss and eyes borderline tearing up.

Breaking.

His heart was breaking to have you like this. His chest, thighs, tummy, hell every cell of his body was aching and itching to undo your robe and cherish you in the sweetest way possible.

Heck, he had even forgotten why he was mad at you in the first place. He could never be mad at you. He was being childish, yes. But churlish? No. Never at you.

The two little creatures once again loomed over his head.

"Hug and kiss her Kookie. Your bun needs you. Look at her. She's so sad. Don't do this to her Kookie." the angelic fairy guided him, but his words were muffled by the screeching of the little imp, poking his neck with his pitchfork.

"No! Ignore her. She deserves it. She needs to learn a lesson so that she never does it again," the imp jargoned.

"Kookie. Love and compassion is the language of the lovers. This is not how you should act child, be kind-"

"Desire and ego run a relationship. You are a man Jeon. Act like one!"

Both of the mystical apparitions quarrelled amongst themselves and irritated the human between them.

"Stop!" Jungkook groaned, shooing the little creatures away to make his decision.

"Bubba? You're alright baby?" you cupped his cheeks and kissed his nose. A smile instantly crept up his red face.

But still he chose to remain silent. Low-key he was enjoying your cute attempts at cajoling him. So he decided to extend the game just a tad bit longer for his selfish pleasure. Though an iota of resentment was still latent within him, he had let go of its reins.

He immediately fixed his expression to a neutral one. And you noticed it. Huffing, you took the matter in your own hands and undid the robe yourself.

Once the flimsy garment hit the floor, Jungkook's eyes almost popped out his socket in big thumping hearts. He was resembling a big bad wolf drooling over his hearty meal.

All this, in the purest and cutest way. As you were wearing an outfit he had bought for you, knowing how much you would love it.

"How's it baby? You always wanted me to wear it so here is your reward my love. I honestly love it so much! Look at the fluffy ears?" You twirled in front of him in your Cinnamoroll pyjamas. The set consisted of Cinnamoroll and his fluffy ears as a cute cami top and white, fleecy shorts with a soft bunny tail at your bum.

The attire really made you look like the character himself. Your bosoms curved up at Cinnamoroll's blushed cheeks and the straps had his fluffy ears, each over them. You looked even more unworldly than he had imagined you to be.

Oh how atrocious was his desire to snuggle you and coddle you like the cute bunny in his lap. But alas, his game had come back to bite him. He had to practice every ounce of restraint he had, to not squish you and mark you up in his kisses. He was manacled to his ego and stupidity, which weighed heavy on him.

"And the fluffy cotton tail? See," you giggled innocently, as you wriggled your bum cutely at him. The action was not suggestive, but as pure as the driven snow. Whiter than white, just like your heart and soul, which made him fall for you everyday.

"Bub, you're not gonna say anything?" when you earned no reaction or even the usual 'You're so beautiful baby' you gave up. Your shoulders drooped and your exuberance, which you were feigning to cheer him up, waned.

Whereas for Jungkook, he was still in his utopia, his dreamland which you had launched him to, with your cuteness. He was love drunk and euphorically dazed.

"Koobub. Are you that mad at me?" I'm really sorry Koobie. I'll go change," your voice came barely above a whisper, as if you were holding back your tears. You lowered your head and picked up the robe on the floor. Just as you were about to leave, Jungkook was woken up from his reverie.

His arms laced over your tummy delicately, and pulled you in his lap, sideways. The swift action caused you to squeak and your head to land safely on his mushy pecs.

His tatted right arm held your waist securely and his left hand sneaked between your thighs, massaging them in loving circles. He then fixed your hair behind your ear and lowered his head to whisper.

"Cute." He kissed your earlobe and instantly grabbed the remote to turn the T.V. on. Your breath hitched, and your heart was hammering in your chest.

Was he still mad? But he's cuddling you right now. Though he didn't speak anything further, he plucked the robe that you were still clutching and threw it away on the sofa. As if he hated the inanimate thing. Then, he lounged more comfortably and snuggled you closer on his lap. After having the queen settle comfortably on her throne, he turned on your favourite show.

You two cuddled for hours in silence (from his side) with sweet hums and laughs from your side as you watched your favourite reality show. While he combed your hair and played with the fluffy ears of your top.

He was still mad, but the question was, was he mad at you or himself?

It was as if, now he was using your tender touch and presence to relieve his rancour.

Well, you were the remedy for all his maladies. So it did make sense. Remedies can sometimes be bitter too. The thought made him shake his head in irony.

"Bubba? You ain't watching?" you scratched his nape with your non buttery paw. The other being buried in the heaps of popcorn.

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After an hour, you were sleeping peacefully in his arms. Your legs were clutched onto his thighs and your hands were clamped on his pecs for emotional support. Your soft snuffles tickled his ear and your cushion lips brushed ever so slightly against his sensitive neck.

Jungkook picked up the phone to check the time and it was almost past midnight.

1 am.

He carded his locks and took a deep breath. His big hands securely held your rump and his sinewy arm supported your back carefully.

You shifted and purred in his chest and snuggled into him, as he carried you like a Koala.

After entering your shared bedroom, he turned the dimmed, star lights on. Their iridescence made your supple cheeks look more luscious than ever. So he lowered his head to stamp an ardent kiss on your apples. Followed by a nudge on your twitching nose.

He placed you like a feather on the bed and tucked you under the heavy covers. You always complained about being cold, so Jungkook made sure to buy the fluffiest blankets for you. He may have to sweat every night under the scorching quilt, but it was worth it for his queen.

After turning the lights off, he slipped in the bed beside you, his back facing you.

This was a first.

Sleeping with an unresolved tension or argument. Well, both of you had long forgotten the source of the tension. Because the latter never existed between you in the first place. It was only reserved for times when your souls would become one, under each other's skin.

So he turned around, and sprawled out his arm to place your cute head over it. His arm draped over your tummy and his fingers caressed your head.

"Bun, I'm sorry. I know I was being a jerk. It's my fault. I hate treating you like this. You mean everything to me, you know? My precious angel," he whispered his sweet lullaby and kissed your lips lightly. Conveying his sorry through his touch.

"I love you so much." he nosed your pulse and interlocked your hand with his.

"Lurv youb too Koob," you babbled incoherently in your sleep, making him chuckle.

"My cute baby," he giggled.

"So you're not mad at me Koob?" you lazily fluttered your eyes open, looking at him half lidded. Consumed both by sleep and love for your man.

"I never was. I never can be. It's just Twinkies. I was being childish. I'm sorry love," he closed his eyes in apology and ran remorseful circles over your hip.

"No bubba, I'm sorry. I know how much you love Twinkies and I ate the last ones without your permission," you made a moue and poked his pecs, fiddling with his choco chips.

"You should not ask for permission for anything. Everything I own is yours. Besides you were on your period babe, I understand. It's just food. I was being stupid," he sighed, realising how petty he was over something so paltry and worthless.

"But Bubba we rarely get those here in Korea, you bought them especially to eat them here. And not gonna lie they're quite delicious and addicting," you licked your upper lip, vicariously savouring the cream filled cakes again.

"Well, I have something much more sweet, creamy and delicious with me, always," he wriggled his eyebrows, his voice velvety and raspy in your ears, giving you tingles.

"Perv." you squeezed his choco chips and buried your head in his chest.

And just like that, even the devil and angel which were perching on his shoulder, decided to give the couple their privacy as they made love in their little cocoon.

"Guess we should leave man," the imp, sitting on the nightstand said to the angel.

"Lovely children. Bless you!" the angel smiled in content and both of the mystical miniatures dissipated in the thin air which was now redolent of your love.

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Next morning

"Bun!" Jungkook gasped when he opened the pantry for the cereals.

The blue coloured box of his favourite pastry greeted him the sweetest good morning.

After your morning kiss, of course. Nothing tops that.

He took the box and carried it to the bedroom where you were still dozing under the covers. Taking in the extra minutes of slumber while Vitamin D seeped through the curtains, on your face.

"Bubba! Where did you get these?" Jungkook sat on the mattress beside you, his eyes glimmering at the dessert.

"Oh Koob, you found them already, hm?" you propped your head on your elbow, mirroring the grin on his face. Seeing him happy made you happy. Feeding his inner child, meant feeding your heart and soul.

"Baby!" Jungkook cried and crushed you in a hug, crooning and kissing your neck.

"I ordered these the day I sneakily ate them. I knew you'd crave them again. So I stockpiled them in advance. Now tell me, you still mad?"

"I'll be, if you don't eat these with me. My precious Twinkie," he enveloped your lips and hummed in delight, his tongue fondling yours affectionately.

"Oh, so I am your Twinkie now?"

"Hmm. The sweetest one."

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