Jikook smuts and fluffs [oneshots]

Massage me [M]

"Aah! My muscles ache so much!" I cried, directing my whining to the elderly lady at the front desk.

"Just a few more minutes Jimin-ah. We have a new young massager in the house who's going to take good care of you darling." She smiled sweetly, wrinkles deepening. I smiled back and we continued our light chitchat.

"Park Jimin?" A male voice said and I turned around.

"Yes that's m-" My tongue froze to its place as I stood up from my seat. The man calling my name was tall and had broad shoulders. His thin lips were set in a polite smile and his jawline looked deadly sharp. My heart sped up and blood rushed to my cheeks, as well as to my lower region.

"Come this way please." The man said and held the door open for me. I picked up my stuff and said bye to the lady.

"Try to relax darling. Tomorrow is important for you." I thanked her and followed the man into the massage room. The guy was even hotter than I first thought, and I found myself falling for him. And oh boy was I falling fast.

"My name is Jeon Jungkook, nice to meet you. I heard you're a regular?" he asked, holding his hand out to me. I nodded and shook his hand. His lips formed a playful smirk as he looked at our hands.

"You're hands are so small. How cute." I blushed even though I usually get offended by comments of me being short. Or fluffy, like my friends call me.

"Please take off your clothes and put these on." I took the white shorts he offered and quickly disappeared to the small changing room. I tried to calm my rapidly beating heart by taking deep breaths. I took off my gray sweater and jeans before slipping into the shorts. I glanced at myself in the mirror. I was pretty confident about my body these days. Weird ideas popped into my head. Should I act like I was interested in him, because I really was, but would it get me somewhere? Hell, I didn't even know if he liked guys! He could have a healthy relationship with a girl. My mood was dead and I frowned. I was startled by a knock on the door.

"Are you ready?"

"Y-yeah!" Why did I stutter all the time? Why did I behave like a goddamn schoolgirl? I opened the door and stepped outside. Jungkook was standing next to the massage table as he looked up to me. The look on his face was unreadable.

"Lay down please."

I got on my stomach and relaxed onto the table. He started working on my back, slowly easing the knots in my muscles. I sighed in content and let him do his magic to my aching body.

"You really needed a massage. What have you done to get your body this stiff?" he asked, trying to build a conversation between us.

"I dance. I practiced for 10 hours today because I have a competition tomorrow." I said as I tried not to fall asleep to the comfortable table.

"Competition? Is it the one where the winners get to go to America for a week?" I turned my head to look at him, surprised.

"Yes! You know about it?"

"Yeah! I'm going there to support my best friend's boyfriend!" He seemed really excited.

"Well I hope you'll support me too!" I smiled as beautifully as I could, showing the crescents of my eyes. I didn't know what I was hoping for. I opened my eyes and met with his dark ones looking right into my soul. For a second we just stared into each other's eyes. Then his eyes crinkled and bunny teeth showed behind his lips. I was sure my heart stopped for a moment.

"Of course!"

After that, we settled into silence, me occasionally moaning and sighing maybe a bit more loudly than needed.