Make-Up ~ A Jungkook x Reader

~Part Twelve~

Y/N gets home fairly quickly after work, immediately regretting agreeing for 6:00. "Uh oh," the woman sighs defeatedly as she looks around her apartment. "It's so dusty!" she exclaims, immediately grabbing her duster and setting off to work. After a while of that, the make-up artist busts out her mop, wiping down her hardwood floors. That is until the doorbell rings. "Shit," she exclaims, flopping her swiffer back into her closet quickly before rushing over to the door. Opening it, she sees Jungkook, looking down at her, a smirk on his face. "What?" Y/N asks breathily, having not caught her breath. "I heard your exclamation," he laughs, Y/N immediately blushing at that. "Nonononono it wasn't because of you," she begins, running a hand through her hair. "I know Noona, I can see you were cleaning," the maknae chuckles, stepping inside and closing the door behind him.

"I'm sorry, I was trying to hurry," Y/N apologizes, looking around and seeing the minimal effects of her cleaning. "It's fine, I just wanted to see you," Jungkook smiles. Just then, Y/N notices the bag of food he's holding in his hand. "Oh, thanks for bringing food!" Y/N grins, walking into her kitchen to get them drinks. "I hope chinese is ok," Jungkook says as he sets it down on the table. "It's perfect," Y/N nods, joining the man with two glasses of water, setting one down for each of them. "How'd you get an excuse?" Y/N asks, nibbling on some rice. "I said I wanted to practice alone at the studio," Jungkook answers, "although Jimin-hyung winked so I think he guessed," Jungkook chuckles. "When are we gonna tell them?" Y/N asks, grabbing a box of noodles. "Whenever you feel comfortable," Jungkook assures, Y/N smiling.

After a while, the pair finish eating, and Y/N throws the trash away, joining Jungkook on the couch. "What do you wanna do?" she questions, leaning into his side as he wraps an arm around her shoulder. "I wanted to do your make-up Noona," the maknae cheekily grins, Y/N leaning back with a confused look. "Why?" she laughs, looking at JK. "I dunno," Jungkook shrugs with a grin. "Alright, c'mon then," Y/N smiles as she rolls her eyes, leading the man to her bathroom. Spotting a dirty shirt on the floor, she quickly throws it into the laundry basket, embarrassed.

"Lemme wipe all of this off first," Y/N tells him, pulling out a make-up wipe and removing her make-up. "Alright, here's my make-up bag, have fun," the woman chuckles, handing him a pouch. "I'm gonna do so good," Jungkook smirks cockily. "You're awfully sure of yourself," Y/N reflects with a cocked eyebrow. "I'm the golden maknae, of course I am," Jungkook bunny smiles, setting to work. Y/N tries to contain her laughter, seeing as Jungkook is putting concealer on as foundation.

"Why is it so light?" he questions after finishing it. "I dunno," Y/N shrugs, laughter finally pouring out of her. "Hey i'm not done," JK pouts, taking out an eyeshadow palette. Surprisingly, he does a good job, choosing neutral brown tones. "Damn, you did good," Y/N praises, closing one eye to view his work. "Eyeliner is hard, though," the make-up artist warns him, remembering her cosmetology school days. "I got this," Jungkook states, grabbing out the liquid liner.

"I didn't have it," Jungkook bursts out laughing after seeing his lopsided and uneven wings. "Somehow better than I thought," Y/N grins, giggles escaping her. "Do you have red lipstick Noona?" Jungkook asks, looking through the pouch. "Yeah, it's in here," Y/N tells him, pulling a tube of lipstick out of her counter drawer. "Thank you," he smiles, popping the cap off.

The finished product is pretty awkward, but Y/N is still proud of the maknae. "You did not-terribly," she compliments, looking at her face in the mirror, the man next to her doing the same. "I dunno, I made you less pretty," he pouts. "Aw, my self esteem hurts," Y/N frowns, pretending to be hurt. "Noona, you know I think you're cute no matter what~" Jungkook hums. "I dunno," Y/N shrugs. "I'll show you then," he giggles, lightly turning the woman's head towards him with his hand, pecking her on the lips. "Ah now I feel appreciated," Y/N grins.