Hello! How are you? :) Yes, I would actually like to request a JungKook reaction to y/n using a lip balm with his favourite flavor, please.
genre: slice of life; fluff; comfort; established relationship.
characters: jeon jungkook x gn!reader | no supporting character.
w.c: 1.7K
author’s note: because it’s close to winter, i’m myself obsessed with putting my favourite lip balm on my lips, constantly, 24x7, so this was such a cute coincidental request, lovely anon! i hope you stay safe, wherever you are, happy readings!
[03:23 PM] [don’t just stand there, a thousand unbearable steps away. i would like you to keep me safe.]
―with ghostly footsteps, you stepped inside the familiar residence of your next-door neighbour, jungkook and as it seemed like usual today, the smell of paint welcomed you in his place. after all, the highly anticipated art exhibition of his in the big city was right around the corner but of course, that doesn’t necessarily mean, a man has to be cooped up in his painting room hours after hours. he needs to have something other than the smudge and smell of paint all over him.
in regards to that thought, wrapped in your left arm, you held three tupperware boxes in which your mother had packed some late lunch for, according to her, “that child” next door.
although you knew where to find the boy for whom these lunch boxes were, you decided that it would be better to lay back low and put them into the refrigerator for now. jungkook might be too engrossed in the piece he was working and at the end of the day, you didn’t want to be that one person to break his waves of inspiration.
so you thought, he can have them for dinner tonight and who knows, he might find himself to be happily surprised discovering the dishes of his delight.
the afternoon sun was enough to light up the open kitchen and you padded across the span of the living room to open the fridge, all in absolute silence. there was nothing really to catch your eyes inside it except for the countless bottles of banana milk but because you were already used to it by then, you paid no heed to it and securely placed the three tupperware boxes before gently closing the fridge.
and, as you did so, you heard a very familiar voice inside the confinement of these very familiar walls.
“_______,” it seemed he hadn’t talked for a while because when he called your name, it sounded hoarse and of course, you were surprised as you were sure in your heart that you were not planning for such turn of events.
“jungkook!” you gasped as your eyes widened and you quickly turned on your heels to face his standing figure on the other side of the kitchen aisle. you hadn’t even realized he was there behind you. you felt terribly embarrassed as you realized he might have seen you placing foods inside his fridge in the mildly lit kitchen like a ghost.
but jungkook’s eyes were drowsy and he looked like he was bathing under the sun. in his hand you noticed, was an empty bottle of mango juice.
“when did you come?” he asked you casually as he switched on the kitchen lights and walked up close to you before disposing the empty bottle of mango juice in the trashcan.
“oh sorry i didn’t mean to disturb you. i was just here to deliver the food maa made for lunch. there was some extra…so she thought, why not you have the rest of them?” you explained, “they’re your favourites too.”
“hmmmm,” jungkook hummed as he looked down. it seemed like he was trying to pick out words to give shape to his thoughts but his brows were furrowed and being concerned if he was feeling well or not, considering these days because of the upcoming art exhibition, jungkook has been nothing but busy with his paintings, you extended your arm and wrapped your palm upon his tense shoulders and felt the muscles spasm as he lifted his head up instantly.
“are you okay? do you want to lie down a bit or…?”
jungkook shook his head and without saying anything, raised his arm to press his right thumb upon your lips. you pulled your head back slightly but the deed was done. he had rubbed out some of the cherry lip balm you were previously wearing.
“hey! what are you-?” you were about to ask him the cause of his action when you found him smelling the trace of your lip balm upon his thumb.
“i knew it,” he said calmly.
“you knew what?” you asked him flabbergasted.
“you are wearing my favourite lip balm. i could smell it from the other side of the room.”
“hold on, wait. first of all, what do you mean your favourite lip balm and second of all, you could smell my lip balm from across the room?”
this time jungkook smiled and stood right next to you. he was almost a head taller than you so when he wrapped one of his arm around your waist to feel your warmth against him, he could easily rest his chin upon your head and as if on reflex, you wrapped one of yours around him too. jungkook closed his eyes and the smile was still glowing on his face.
“anything cherry flavored is my favourite so naturally, it is my favourite lip balm of all time.”
“i had literally no idea if i’m being real honest with you,” you gaped at the new knowledge.
“it’s alright. i don’t mind really. i’m glad you wore it though.”
“but,” you pulled your head back and looked up at him, “how the hell can you smell anything other than paints in this house?”
“maybe our noses are built different,” jungkook stated, quite gleefully as if he was enjoying the confusion reflecting upon your face.
you hummed back in agreement. yes, it might have faded from your memory but you were known of this fact that he does have a very cautious nose. he can really detect what and from where certain smell might come from. also, jungkook has always been sensitive to perfumes. he has never really liked anything heavy. so now that you could think about it, his choice of lip balm doesn’t seem to baffle you anymore.
“you look like you have more questions,” jungkook proposed by giving a soft squeeze to the side of your waist his palm rested.
“yes,” you stared at his sleepy eyes.
“ask away,” he asked gingerly.
“why did you check the flavor of my lip balm like that?”
“by putting my thumb on your lips?” his eyes roamed a little bit upon your face before he continued, “my hands are clean, i promise, ______,” at this point, you two were only whispering. the sound of your voices in enough decibel for the only person for whom the words were.
“no, that’s, i don’t mean that, do you do that to others too?”
“you know i don’t really have a social life, right?”
“well, yeah, i know that,”
“then? do you want me to check in some other way next time?”
“why do you even need to check again? i wear this all the time nowadays,” you snickered half-heartedly.
“i mean i don’t know, it might become my comfort smell for the rest of my life, like you have petrichor for yourself,” this time he put out his other arm and had then completely wrapped you in this awkward position of a hug – your side pressed to his front, “you’re to me what the smell of rain is to you, ______, my favourite thing in the world no matter where i am.”
“jungkook,” you laughed in disbelief as you said his name, “if you have so much time cheesing around with me, maybe give this little guy some attention, okay? your lunch is in the fridge. i have to go. maa will kill me if i’m late, alright?” you gave his toned stomach some light caress before gently getting yourself out of his warm embrace.
“won’t you stay till i finish my lunch?” jungkook reached out to hold the end of your fingers, like a child who doesn’t want to be left alone.
“jungkook…i wish i could. we are meeting some relatives in the evening so i really have to go. i have to run some errands on behalf of maa.”
jungkook grimaced. he stepped forward and engulfed your palm in his before leaning in to press a delicate kiss upon your lips. you took the moment’s intention to go up on your tippy toes to give him a smooch on his plump cheek and as you pulled away from his face, the smile was back at the corner of his mouth. you, in return, mirrored the beam on his face.
“when are you coming back after this dinner with your relatives?” jungkook inquired with a plan in his head.
“probably 10 PM, but i’m not sure. my mother always gets into a chatty mood whenever she’s with a close family member. why do you ask?”
“i was hoping if i can see you before i go to bed tonight,”
“you will come to my place? when my mother’s there?” surprised you questioned the boy in front of you.
“i have to return those tupperwares, right?” there was a glint in his eyes and you knew what he meant.
“oh, so you’ll use that excuse to catch a glimpse of me, huh?” you grinned.
jungkook sighed loudly. he was trying not to break out in a big toothy grin as he squeezed his eyes shut and faced the ceiling.
“ah, i’m caught.”
“yes, you are. of course, you are. now go and eat.”
you walked out of the kitchen and headed for the door. jungkook followed you behind, holding the door for you as you stepped outside. his face looked so much more better than some minutes ago when he had discovered you in his kitchen, putting foods inside his fridge like something opposite of a thief.
“see you,” you told him as you turned around facing the neighbourhood but before you took a sharp turn towards your place next door, you looked back at jungkook and chuckled.
“make sure to return those boxes tonight!”
fin.
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