Lips | JJK

milkie!

"hello, i'm jeon jungoo."

just the way he spoke told her exactly what type of boy he was.

as he stood in front of her, shyly gazing down at his brown neatly bow tied shoes, tucking cute tights that reached up and hid inside his khaki brown shorts, y/n almost cooed at the sight.

he was taller than her but for some reason, all she wanted was to hug him, cuddle him, peck his forehead - or even his boopable looking nose - and tell him he's adorable! but most of all, she felt the need to protect him from all sorts of evil in the world.

he seemed too pure to see the negatives this world was filled with, the bad intentions and horrible thoughts of some people... she wanted to protect him from all of that.

so without another thought, she gently pulled at his wrist, allowing him to enter the house.

he was now her housemate.

yes, similar to a roommate.

y/n smiled as she saw him carry two heavy looking luggage bags into the house. he made it look so easy. once all of his belongings were in, he closed the door before turning around to look at her timidly.

"jungoo, would you like a tour around the house?"

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once the tour ended, jungoo almost collapsed onto the sofa laughing at a story of y/n's. she was so funny, his stomach was hurting along with his ribs. while y/n went to the kitchen to have a glass of water, jungoo lied down on the couch, pouting and staring at the ceiling.

suddenly, a smile broke out.

the thought of living with someone so cool, so fun and so loving like y/n... he squealed cutely, his signature bunny grin upon his face before he dug his face into the corner of the couch, his adorable legs kicking at the arm rest of it.

"hey... you okay, jungoo?" he quickly turned to face her as she stood with a warm glass of milk. jungoo's eyes widened at the sight of milk.

"milkie!"

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—a/n ; yoohoo! can't believe im starting a little jungkook au on the first day of ramadhan oh gosh. im so haram.