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Best Friends

A/N: I could not think of a title. Heads up, this is an AU. Requested by @jungkoosworld-blog.

Words: 1179

Sickie: Jungkook

Caretaker: Taehyung

CW: Snz, Taekook, Au

Summary: Jungkook works at a hair salon, despite his sensitive nose. Snz, perfume sensitivity, implied romantic relationships

This was one of the most disastrous situations that (almost) happened. But luckily, Jungkook had his secret crush best friend, Kim Taehyung, to help him get through it.

One thing you should know about Jungkook is that his nose is sensitive to a lot of things. On top of his rhinitis, when it comes to perfume, strong scents don’t exactly agree with him. And working at a hair salon did not help it. But he liked his job, so he had to deal with it.

And one day an especially cute-looking customer came in. He had dark brown, straight, and pretty long hair. Maybe he was gonna get a haircut. He sat down on the waiting chairs. 

Since Jungkook was free, he shouted, “Open!” and set up his station as the alluring stranger walked over and sat in the chair.

“So what will it be?” Jungkook asked. As soon as the man sat down, his nose started tingling. He was wearing very strong cologne. He knew he was gonna start sneezing soon.

“Just a trim. I thought my hair was getting a bit long, so I decided to get it cut a little bit,” the man’s voice was extremely deep and velvety. It gave Jungkook unwanted butterflies in his stomach. 

“Okay then, don’t mind me asking, but what’s your name?” Jungkook asked curiously. The tingle in his nose had become an itch, and he definitely could not sneeze during the haircut and mess it up. The usual dizziness starts to kick in. 

“Oh my name is Kim Taehyung, yours?” he politely stated.

Kim Taehyung. He stored the name is his memory and mouthed the name so he wouldn’t forget it. “I’m Jeon Jung- Jung...hH-!” his breath hitches in the middle of his sentence. Why does it always happen like this? “Hh’tsshu! Ah’ktchh! hih! And, it’s gone. Sorry. I’m Jeon Jeongguk.”

Taehyung, surprised by the outburst of sneezing, said “Bless you. Are you sick?”.

“Ndo -snff-. I’m just sensitive to scents and all that. One second,” Jungkook walks to the front desk and grabs his mask that he puts there everyday. He was hoping it would help his nose a little bit.

The scent of the clean mask somehow coerced another sneeze out of him as his hand automatically moved to his mouth and he bent down at his waist.

Taehyung blesses him once more as Jungkook puts his gloves on, picks up his scissors, and starts to cut his hair.

As he worked, the two men talked and learned more about each other. They were both about a year or two apart in age, and Taehyung worked as a counselor at an elementary school. 

About half way through, Jungkook felt like he had to sneeze again. He immediately put his scissors down, “Wait- Hh’TCH-eh! Ugh, sorry.” He picked up his scissors and started again.

“That was a weird one,” Taehyung said with a chuckle.

Jungkook could only blush discreetly in embarrassment (or maybe something else…?) at the man’s comment. Not knowing what to say, he just nervously laughed. 

Despite the sneezing every few minutes, the two talked to each other and got along surprisingly well. They exchanged numbers and promised to talk again and hang out. And they did. They became extremely close friends.

On this specific day, Jungkook and Taehyung scheduled to have dinner together at a place after Jungkook’s shift, and Jungkook told him he could come hang out with him at the salon 30 minutes before he left. Of course, Taehyung agreed and got there 15 minutes earlier than the promised time. 

The two boys talked and enjoyed themselves like they normally do. Then, a woman walked in. Jungkook’s nose immediately had that all too familiar itch when she walked by and sat down. There were no other customers in the building, since they were about to close in 30 minutes. But Jungkook had a job to do, so he got up and started to set up his station.

He shouted, “Open!” and the women walked up to him and sat in the chair. The tickle intensified. Jungkook, being stubborn, didn't think he would need his mask, so he didn’t put it on yet. 

Jungkook asked her what she needed and she had said it was her first date with her husband after their marriage, so she wanted to look nice. Jungkook nodded and she showed him what kind of hairstyle she wanted on her phone. It wasn’t too complicated, and Jungkook could do it within the time he had left on his shift, so he agreed.

Jungkook began to cut a little bit around the edges, he was trying his best to make it look good. After that, he began to style. 

The woman was wearing very strong perfume with a nice, floral scent. It was nice, but not when it made Jungkook’s nose feel like it was on fire. He needed to sneeze now. But he can’t, his hands were in the middle of something and if he moved away, he would mess it up. Jungkook was attempting to hold it back. He didn’t breath his nose and pressed his tongue against the roof of his mouth, unfortunately nothing worked

Jungkook tried to warn her, “M-Ma’am, I...I have to-” but it was too late. “H’ishhu! HAH’sshu!” he slowly opened his eyes to see the horror that had happened, but he saw a tissue pressed to his face. Jungkook turned his head and saw that Taehyung was standing right next to him. Taehyung had removed the tissue and threw it away. 

“Tae, what…?”

“Heh, I saw that you were kind of struggling, so I thought I could help,” Taehyung replied with a smile.

“Oh my god, thank you so much,” Jungkook was so grateful to his friend that he had thought to help him, but he also thought about how gross it must be for him to do that. He blushed slightly at the thought.

Jungkook had reached a point where he could move his hands away from the woman’s hair, so he said, “I’ll be right back, sorry” and went to go get his mask before more disaster strikes. The lady nodded as he put the mask over his face. Sweet relief. He walked back and started on her hair, almost done. 

Once Jungkook had finished, he sighed in relief and asked her if she had liked it. As a mixed-blessing, the woman said she loved it and gave him a hug, resulting in 3 more sneezes when she pulled away. Luckily, his shift was done. He could leave work and go hang out with his friend.

He took off his mask, “Eh’shiew! Hah’kshhu!” which somehow triggered two more sneezes.

“You truly are a sneezy person, huh, Gguk-ah,” Taehyung said cheekily,

“Hey! It’s not funny, you saw what could have happened there!” he retorted back.

“Yeah, but I was here to save you this time. Imagine if you were sick,” Taehyung said with a laugh.

Jungkook blushed once more. This man would really be the death of him, in a good way.

A/N: Idk, I was in a writing mood. Not me hinting at a part two. Thanks for reading <3