♡Jungkookie Snippets♡

Kissing You While Doing Push Ups

*Him as your boyfriend*

"Kook! You always work out and keep me waiting for hours like this!" I whined, sitting myself on the bench press near which he was lifting weights.

"Baby-" he said, before pulling his breath in and then lifting the weight up.

"You know I do this because you like my well toned body and- my abs." He teased, slipping out his sweaty tshirt from over his head.

"Aishhh! Shut up!" I blushed and looked away.

He completed the next set of workout which he was doing before placing them back on the rack and walking over to me, "Looks like you're bored." He said, bending down to match the level of my face.

"Of course. You promised to take me out on a date right now. And here I am, again sitting in your gym." I complained, crossing my arms.

"Is it? Then come on here. Let me make you do something." He stood up straight and extended his hand towards me.

I looked at his hand and then at his sweat drenched face, "I'm not working out. Not in this mini skirt atleast."

"Tch- you don't have to do anything." He said, and grabbed my hand, yanking me up.

"Jungkook, no. Please don't make me do anything. Your workouts are extreme." I remembered the one time I gave in to his request of working out together. I couldn't walk and sit properly for a week.

"Shh! Sit down." He commanded, wiping his face and hands with his towel.

I made a face and sat down with my legs straightened on the floor where he had pointed. He bent down, placing his knees on either side of my hips.

"W-what are you doing?" I moved back a little, blinking my eyes rapidly.

"You know- I'm kind of tired right now... And-" he moved in closer to my face- placing his hands on the floor on either side of my body, "I need to complete a set of push ups. Now, incase my hand slips- and my face hits the floor...I don't think you want this precious face of mine to be bruised right? So I need cushioning."

By the time he completed his speech, the back of my head was already resting on the floor and he was hovering over me.

"Oh-ohkay." I breathed out as blood rushed to my cheeks. It was one of my top favourite fantasies- and it was finally coming true!

"Gemme counts." He instructed and positioned himself.

He came down- touching his nose to mine.

"O-one." I counted.

The next time he pressed his nose harder.

"Two."

The third time he came closer to my lips, crushing my nose.

"You think I don't understand what you're trying to do? Three." I teased.

"Shh. Count." He held back a smile.

The next time he pecked my lips, making me giggle.

"Hmhmhm, four."

A drop slipped out of his hair and fell on my ear- "EWW! KOOK!"

He laughed and moved in close- rubbing his face on my shoulder.

"JEON JUNGKOOK! THAT IS MY NEW DRESS-" I scolded- only to be shut up by his lips pressed on mine. It wasn't a peck.

After a few seconds he moved away.

"Wash it later on." He said.

"Ohkay." I looked away with shyness.

"What count were we on?"

"Shit- I forgot-" I giggled.

"Ughhh! Start again!" He laugh-cried.

"One." And a peck

"Two..." And a peck.

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6/9/21