maybe a lwh drabble of jk taking care of and pampering oc ? like her saying she wants to relax and he’s right at her door with things to have a little spa date with her
In all honesty, when you texted Jungkook complaining about that were extremely exhausted from work today, you had not expected him to show up at your door with a little bag and the sweetest smile on his lips, telling you that he wanted to help you relax.
But here you are, standing in your bathroom because Jungkook has bought your favourite peel off face mask and ordered you to sit on the edge of the bathtub to put it on your face.
"Where's the pink thing that keeps your hair from your face?" Jungkook asks, examining the inside of the first drawer he opened.
"Second drawer."
After fishing the pink headband with a bowknot from the drawer he carefully puts it on your head.
You hand him your face mask brush and Jungkook dips it into the soft mass to apply it to your skin.
"Be careful of my eyebrows," you tell him, watching his concentrated face that is just mere inches away from yours.
"Mhm," he hums, softly tilting your face with his index finger under your chin.
When Jungkook's tongue peeks out, touching his lips piercing because he is so caught up in covering your skin with the paste, you start to giggle.
"What?" he asks, a weak frown on his face.
"I just think you're putting too much effort in this."
"Be grateful. This is JK's spa salon's special treatment. The salon is not often open. Many wish to get an appointment like this."
You giggle. "Then, am I going to get treated like a princess today?"
"That's the whole point," Jungkook rolls his eyes. "Done," he says, after brushing over your cheek for a last time. "Now let's go to the living room for a massage."
Just hearing the word massage is almost making you moan out loud.
"But wait." You stand up, grabbing his wrist. "Lemme put some on you too."
"Fine," he answers.
You open the second drawer again, pulling out the same headband you're wearing, only it's a soft blue one.
"Oh, I don't need one." Jungkook pushes away your hand.
"Your hair's in the way tho."
"I can just use my hand."
You ignore him and drape the headband over his head.
He heaves a long sigh but nevertheless, he lets you do whatever you want.
Grabbing the brush from his hand you place your hand on his shoulder, standing on your tip toes to reach his face. Jungkook leans down to make it easier for you.
"I hate you for having clear skin without even taking care of it."
"I do put on some sheets masks, tho."
"That's like the bare minimum," you huff. "I have a whole five step skincare routine and still don't have as clear skin as you have."
Jungkook has to bite back a smile.
And for the next few minutes you just enjoy applying the peel off mask on his handsome face.
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"Gimme your hair tie."
You pull it off your wrist, handing it back to Jungkook.
You're sitting on the carpet, between Jungkook's legs who sits on the couch behind you.
Jungkook gathers your hair. You don't know why and how, but the feeling of his fingers in your hair relaxes you more than anything else.
You feel him pull and twist your hair before he ties a weirdly shaped bun on top of your head. You don't want to know how ridiculous his messy bun looks on you right now. At least he tried.
"Could've just asked me," you tell him.
"Shhh," he says. "Now it's time for you to relax."
"Can you play with my hair after this, though? I like when you do that."
"Of course, baby."
As soon as you feel his big hands on your shoulders, your eyes close and a relieved sigh escapes your lips. This is all you needed.
"Feels good," you mumble, head hanging low. He hums softly behind you as if he already knows.
"Had a lot going on today?" he asks.
"I don't think I've ever seen so many people at the coffee shop."
"Poor baby," he coos, kneading your tense flesh between his hands. "I don't know what they're called but I bought some fancy looking face rollers at the store."
You gasp. "You mean jade rollers?"
"I guess. Thought we could use it after the masks."
"I'd love to."
"And I also bought cookies at the store."
"Oh my God," you whisper, partly because you're obsessed with the cookies from the store and partly because Jungkook just found a sore place on your back. "I love you."
You wait a few second, but Jungkook doesn't say anything.
"Hey." You turn to him. "You're supposed to say it back." You try to scowl, despite the dry mask on your face.
Jungkook smiles, leaning down to peck your temple. "I love you."
Satisfied, you turn around again.