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- ADMIN J

Red Lipstick

Jungkook x OC ; FLUFF

Summary: Jungkook asks you how to apply makeup. Fluffy, romantic makeover session. 

“Jagi?” Jungkook called softly. You groggily you propped yourself up on the white pillows, mumbling incoherent words as you rubbed your eyes, sleep coating your eyelashes. 

It was a beautiful morning - light pouring in from the sun, birds chirping on the tree right outside your apartment window - except it was way to early to be awake, considering it was a Saturday. You groaned when you read the clock as 6 o’clock, because which rational person wakes up this early on a Saturday?

“What are you doing, Jungkook?” you sighed, figuring you might as well go make yourself a cup of coffee. Slumping against the bedroom door, you waited for Jungkook to answer. When he didn’t answer, you frowned as you banged on the bathroom. You heard some shuffling, and Jungkook came out the bathroom sporting a shy grin. He held up a few bottles on his outstretched palms, holding them out for you to see.  

“Are those my makeup products?” you asked, holding back a chuckle. Jungkook blushed even more, tinging his cheeks a pale pink. 

“Yeah?” Jungkook replied. “Y/N, I-I was wondering if you could t-teach me how to do makeup.”

You were taken aback at his bluntness. You had heard from the other members that Jungkook had been into cosmetics recently, but he only went as far as collecting them. The most he ever put on was moisturiser or lotion, but even that was on a good day. 

Figuring it wouldn’t hurt, you gently grasped his right hand, making a shiver run down his spine. You loved how he jumped at the smallest touch, being too shy to initiate any skinship. Leading in front of the bathroom mirror, you told him to jump up to the area next to the sink.

“Let me give you a makeover, jagi,” you said, picking up a few products. “Any look you had in mind? Cute schoolgirl? Sexy club makeup?”

“A-anything you think fits me, Y/N,” Jungkook smiled nervously, staring intensely at all the products arrayed on the countertop. 

“Your wish is my command, sir,” you gave him a mock salute, grinning as you thumbed over your makeup collection. Picking up a deep blue eyeliner, you replaced it with a subtle brown one that would complement his doe-like eyes. 

It was a nice moment, for him and you to be enjoying such a mindless activity together. Jungkook was usually always too busy with his work that the most he did was sleep or eat breakfast in the shared apartment. You both knew that when the weekend was over, you would have to go back to school while Jungkook would go back to spending twelve hours in the practice room.

With expert hands, you applied the eyeliner on Jungkook’s crease. “First tip to eyeliner is not overdoing it. Don’t make the line or wing too thick, because too much of it actually makes your eyes look smaller.” Jungkook nodded, taking in all the new information. “How do you like it?” you asked, tilting his chin and allowing him to open his eyes. Checking himself out n the mirror, Jungkook seemed satisfied as he smiled contently. 

“I love you so much, Y/N,” he said, pinching your cheeks. 

“God, are you just saying that because I’m doing your makeup right now?” you laughed, and Jungkook fervently shook his head no. He tenderly placed a hand on the nape of your neck, pulling you in for a kiss. It was not sloppy or chaste, but just the right mixture of sweet and passionate. Pulling away to take a breather, it was your turn to grow red. 

“W-we’re meant to be teaching you makeup,” you giggled, picking back up the brown eyeshadow you were meant to put on him. 

“Should we stop here for now?” Jungkook asked mischievously, slyly guiding your hands down on the countertop again. “I think I like kissing you better.”

Shaking your head and determined to give him a proper makeover, you swept the eyeshadow brush across his entire eyelid. Working diligently, you also dabbed some burgundy on his crease, smiling as Jungkook yawned. Giving him an adoring kiss on the tip of his nice, you added the final touch of shadow.

“If you don’t know what colour to use,” you continued on with your tutorial, “Just use matte browns. Shimmers and glitters can easily look tacky.” 

“Mhm,” By this time, you knew Jungkook was barely listening. Your boyfriend always got bored easily, and had a short attention span. Instead, he was fiddling with the ends of your sweater, picking at the loose thread that had come unraveled. 

“Jagiiii,” Jungkook whined. “Are you almost done? I want to cuddle with you.”

“Almost done,” you replied, deciding his lip colour. “Are you up for some red lipstick, Jungkook?” you asked, casting a longing gaze on the bright orange-red one you had in mind.

“I think that might be too over the top -” Jungkook said, sighing. 

“Please?” you interrupted him, giving him the best cute face you could muster. 

“Fine. But only because you’re cute,” he said, sweeping loose strands of hair out of your forehead. You could feel like looking straight at your face, bunching up in concentration as you carefully filled in Jungkook’s lips with the rich red colour. He loved the way your eyebrows would knit together slightly when hard at work, or how your bottom lip projected in a pout whenever things weren’t going perfect. 

“All dolled up and pretty, Jungkook,” you announced after a minute, looking up the admire the masterpiece within his face. “I’m done. Do you like the way I did it?”

By this time Jungkook could honestly care less how he looked. All he wanted to do was curl on the bed with you laying on his chest, and cuddling the morning away. With his long, volimunous mascara-ed lashes, deep eyes and fierce cat wing topped off with the red lipstick, he admitted the transformation was pretty cool.

“Y/N, you’re pretty good at makeup,” Jungkook said. “I wonder why I haven’t asked you to give me a makeover before. It’s fascinating. But now we should go and cuddle.” 

He desperately grabbed at your hand, leading you towards the couch. He put the blankets over both of you, getting in to a comfortable posistion. Throwing one leg over yours, Jungkook snuggled you close, enjoying the warmth your bodies emitted. Feeling protected underneath his arms, you lazily mumbled as you felt yourself growing sleepy.

“I was thinking I could do Yoongi next,” you piped up. 

- ADMIN J 

Everything will be okay.

Some of you might have been wondering about my mini-hiatus. The truth it, I haven’t been quite feeling myself. I don’t exactly know what it is, and I don’t know if it’s to the level where I should be worried, or if it’s just a phase I’m going through. I’m usually really social and outgoing, the typical bubbly, extroverted girl. Nowadays I’ve been feeling much more drained than usual - I don’t know if it’s the piling coursework, or just stress overall, but I found myself so tired after social functions. It feels like I just want to retreat to my home, and write or do something alone all day. Everything I eat, even foods I used to love, now don’t really taste either good or bad. I’m never really sad, but never really happy, either. I haven’t felt like this in my life, and I’m sort of scared. 

If anybody is going through similar symptoms to mine, or just feeling down in the dumps overall, just remember that:

This too shall pass.

Everything, all these flurry of sad emotions you’re feeling, will just be a fleeting memory of the past when you look back 10 years from now on.

Everything will be okay. Remember you’re not alone.

You think nobody cares about you? You’re wrong. If you can’t think of even one person that cares for your emotional wellbeing, know that I care. I may have never even talked to you before, or you might know of my existence, but I care about you.

If you’re feeling blue, or thinking about doing something you will regret, please come talk to me. 

Just when you think nothing will get better, think of it this way: nothing can go worse. The only thing you have to do is pick yourself back up. 

And I will help you every step of the way, if you need it. 

We’ll all go through this together.

Have a nice day. Everything will be fine. You are fabulous, beautiful inside and out. You are worth more than you think. Everybody cares about you.

Meanwhile, look at all this gifs to smile. I like to sometimes take a break from writing every once in a while, and write some pick-me-up posts. Hope you don’t mind them.