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You are so pretty, has anyone told you that tonight? Because they should. Because you’re pretty. Everyone I know agrees. 

Okay I have no idea if this counts as a juicy prompt lol. Please ignore if it’s weird I’m embarrassed lol. I saw another tumblr post, that I can’t for the life of me find anymore, about like mistaking sneeze/nose rubbing sounds for something else. I’m kind of in a Jimin mood but literally anyone would be good for this, I’m not picky. So it’s night time and Jungkook can’t sleep, so he goes to seek out one of his hyungs and he ends up crawling into Jimin’s bed. Jimin is half asleep but welcomes him into his bed. Jungkook finally gets comfortable and is starting to fall asleep when he feels the bed moving a little, and then hears this...squelching, rubbing sound…what is Jimin *doing*? And then Jimin is making these breathy sounds and Jungkook is scandalized because is Jimin really getting off next to him in the bed? But then Jimin starts to sneeze and it turns out he was just trying to hold it back/be quiet.

NO, YOU'RE PRETTY ANON

Thank you for this, it was fun to write! Don't be embarrassed hehe:)

Title: Did you hear that? 

Word Count: 1,540

Jungkook can’t sleep.

He rolls over to look at the clock for what feels like the third time in less than an hour. He’s not too far off, unfortunately, because it’s nearly 3 a.m. and the last time he looked it was 2:47 a.m. and he just. Can’t. Fucking. Sleep. 

He feels like he’s so tired that he’s past the point of being able to fall asleep. It’s making him feel beyond irritated, and tears prickle behind his eyes. He heaves a sigh of frustration, rolling onto his back, and he stares up at the ceiling and digs a fist into his right eye, then his left. After, he lets his arm spread out to his sides, and the bed feels too big. Too empty. Too hot and too cold at the same time. Uncomfortable. 

It might be that he’s feeling a bit lonely, a bit unsettled, and he’s not really sure why. Most nights, he’s happy to have his own room. Tonight, though, as the time drags by, he’s realizing that he’s craving some comfort, even just the sound of someone else sleeping next to him.

He needs a hyung and he needs them now. 

As soon as he has the thought, Jungkook is up and out of bed, padding out of his room and down the hallway. In the living room, he’s surprised to see Hoseok and Yoongi on the couch, fast asleep, their faces illuminated by the TV. He thinks about stopping there, waking them and dragging one of them back to bed with him, but then he realizes that if Hoseok is out here, that means Jimin is alone in their room, and so he hurries in that direction.

Jungkook tries to be quiet as he pushes Jimin’s door open, but the second he steps inside he can hear Jimin stirring.

“Hmm?” Comes Jimin’s sleepy voice, low and gravelly from sleep. 

“It’s just me,” Jungkook whispers, pausing at the edge of Jimin’s bed. “Can I sleep in here?”

All he gets in response from Jimin is a soft, sleepy hum, so he crawls under the covers and slides down until he’s on his back. He doesn’t dare try scooting closer in case he wakes Jimin up all the way, but he doesn’t need to be touching Jimin. Just his proximity and the sound of Jimin’s breathing is already enough to have him feeling less unsettled, and he closes his eyes and breathes out a slow, relieved sigh. After a moment, he turns over so he’s on his stomach, head pillowed on his arms, face turned away from Jimin.

He can feel when his body finally starts to relax and his mind finally quiets down, and he knows sleep is finally within reach. He stretches his legs out, toes digging into the bed as his feet arch, and then he relaxes all of his muscles, letting himself fully sink into the bed. 

He’s on the very edge of falling asleep when he hears a sound that brings him a little closer to unconsciousness, and he almost whines. The sound is like a soft whisper, and a moment later he hears a sharp, muffled intake of air followed by the sound of something soft being rubbed against something else soft, and then a squelching sound that reminds him of someone sucking liquid through a straw. It’s an odd combination of noises, and his brain is torn between trying to decipher what they are and falling asleep– he leans toward the side that wants sleep, forcing himself to sink back into that sleepy, warm feeling he has been so close to just minutes before. 

But then, just when he’s close to drifting off again, Jimin makes another noise. 

“Hhh…hhhh…” The tiny, breathy sounds that fill the air are a little louder this time. Jungkook buries his face into his folded arms and tries to drown them out. He waits, only half-listening, and then lets himself relax again. 

“Oh! Oh-fuck…” The words are whispered so quietly that Jungkook can barely hear them, but then Jimin is breathing heavily again, panting out tiny little exhales and and Jungkook suddenly finds himself blushing furiously in realization. Oh no. Jimin thinks he’s asleep. He’s going to get himself off, even with Jungkook right next to him in the bed, and Jungkook is frozen, unable to do anything. 

“Hh-! Hh’hhh…” 

This is bad. This is very bad. Jungkook is debating whether or not he should move or make some kind of noise to indicate he’s awake when he hears the squelching sound again. He can’t hear this sound, won’t be able to get this sound out of his head now, and then Jimin is gasping– a shaky, out of control sound, full of desperation and fuck, no, this can’t be happening, this can’t– 

“ngxsht! HH’gtshch! uhh’GXTSHH! F-fuck!” 

“Wha’?” Jungkook jerks his head up and turns to look at Jimin, thoroughly startled and confused. 

“Sorry, fuck, sorry,” Jimin apologizes, breathless.

There’s a loud thump and then Jimin curses some more as he fumbles with something on his nightstand. He turns a lamp on and Jungkook blinks, squinting against the sudden light. As his vision adjusts, he sees that Jimin is struggling to pull a tissue from a box on his nightstand. 

“I’mb so sorry, Kookie,” Jimin says, nose all stuffed up. “I was tryi’g so hard dot to sndeeze and wake you up.” He reaches up and rubs his nose with the palm of his hand, moving it in small circles, the motion making a wet, squelching sound, and– oh. Oh.

Jungkook has never been so relieved to hear someone rubbing their nose in his life.

When Jimin pulls his hand away, his face is all scrunched up in irritation and his nose is very red. He finally frees a tissue from the box but he just holds it out in front of him, nose twitching.  

“Mby ndose is so itchy.” Jimin says, punctuating it with with a shiver that seems to be cause by said itchy nose, because as the shiver runs through him he quickly brings his free hand back up to his face, the knuckle of his forefinger coming up to rest just under his nose as his nostrils flare. “Like, there’s this…this…hhh…oh, fuck mbe.”

Jimin shivers again. As he talks, he’s alternating between brushing his finger very lightly back and forth under his nose, almost like he’s trying to coax another sneeze out, and pressing his knuckle hard against his septum like he’s trying not to sneeze again. The result is that he’s left in some kind of torturous period between sneezes, tears leaking from the corner of eyes and his nose growing redder by the second. 

“There’s this t-tickle and it wod’t leave…leave…wod’t l-le-ehhh…leave mbe alode!” 

He rushes to finish his sentence, just barely getting the words out before he snaps forward with another trio of sneezes. 

“Huhh-ptchsh! hngxt! HNGTSH’ehh!”

He’s still holding the tissue out in front of him, but the relentless tickle is occupying his every last thought, it seems, because he doesn’t actually move it to his nose. Jungkook thinks about doing it for him, but then Jimin is blinking at him, eyes teary, mumbling another apology.

“Hyung,” Jungkook sighs. He’s still reeling from the crisis he just went through. “Are you getting sick?”   

“ngxsht’uh!” 

Even with how tiny and suppressed Jimin’s sneezes are, they sound so forceful, like it’s taking a lot out of Jimin to restrain them the way he often does. 

“It kinda sounds like–”

“htchsh!”

“It sounds like you are–”

“HNGXT’shuh!”

Jungkook sighs again and finally reaches over, putting his hand under Jimin’s elbow and guiding his arm up until he gets the message and presses the tissue to his nose. He chuckles to himself– he knows better than to think he can get a word in like that when Jimin always sneezes in threes. 

“I think you’re coming down with a cold or something, hyung,” he says as Jimin scrubs at his nose with the tissue.   

Jimin looks over at Jungkook then with an odd look on his face. “Wait…what are you doi’g ind here, Kookie?”

Jungkook lies back down, settling on his back and pulling the covers to his chin. 

“I couldn’t sleep,” he says. “I just…didn’t want to be alone.” 

Jimin deposits his used tissue on the nightstand and grabs another one from the box before lying on his side to face Jungkook. “You probably wod’t be able to sleep addy better ind here. I dod’t d’ow why I keep sndeezing but it…I…it…ohh…”

Jungkook scoots over a little so he’s more out of range, and Jimin buries his nose into the tissue in his hand. 

“hngxt! Hh’gtshch! ptchsh’iew!”

“Sneeze all you need to, hyung. I can sleep through it. As long as that’s all you’re doing…”

Thankfully, Jimin doesn’t ask him what he means by that– he’s too busy gearing up to sneeze yet again. Jungkook smiles and rolls over to face the other direction. He knows he’ll end up on his stomach again, or probably smushed up against Jimin’s side, but for now he closes his eyes and tunes out the noisiness of his sneezy hyung out so that he can finally drift off to sleep.  

Live Stream Sneezes

I decided to write a quick drabble for an ask that @snifflyjoonie put up for grabs a couple of days ago

Jimin had woken up feeling rather congested with a little bit of a scratchy throat. If it weren’t for the fact that the air quality index was very poor along with the pollen count being absurdly high, he’d think he had gotten sick overnight. He had slipped a mask over his face right before heading to the Hybe practice rooms. When he arrived he decided against doing dance practice and instead decided to do a live stream. He found himself rubbing his nose below the mask just before he turned on the camera.

“Hello” He started as he waved to the camera. Jimin spent a couple of minutes just waving to the camera as Army joined the chat. Once he was satisfied that enough people joined he began talking.

“Hey guys. I had a free day and I thought I’d spend some time with Army.” Jimin found himself sniffling a little when he finished speaking. Apparently his voice sounded a bit congested or something, because the comment section was full of comments such as, ‘get well soon’, ‘feel better.’, and ‘Are you sick?’

“I’m not sick, guys. I promise.” Jimin said, only to sniffle again immediately after. “Anyway I thought I’d just chat today. Yesterday I went to the zoo.” Jimin began talking about all the animals he had seen at the zoo before going into another topic.

After a couple minutes of talking, Jimin moved his hands up to his ears to remove his mask. However the singer hadn’t realized that his nose had apparently been getting itchy. When began to remove the mask, the slight tension he had put on the straps had moved the mask just enough for it to irritate his nose. He quickly moved his hands away from his face and turned to the side.

“Hihstshhh, hehstnxgtshhh, hihstngxt, hehstshhhh, heh-hih-hehstshhh-nxgtshhh.” Jimin sniffled again hoping that he was done sneezing. Unfortunately, he sneezed another eight times in a row. By the time he was done sneezing, he could feel the snot spread all over the lower half of his face. He also desperately needed a tissue and wasn’t entirely sure he was done sneezing. Amidst all of the ‘bless you’ comments flying over the screen, Jimin’s face blushed bright red. “Sorry Army, I need to go.” Jimin quickly turned off the live stream and booked it for the tissue box in the corner of the room he was in.

Jimin took his mask off and was currently thankful that the mask he was wearing was black. He’s certain that the moisture from his sneezing fit would have been otherwise visible. He threw the mask in the garbage before grabbing several tissues and blowing his nose. He blew his nose several times, and also sneezed a couple more times. He sighed once he was finally done and decided to go back to his apartment. As soon as he got back to his apartment, he took some allergy medicine, which he probably should have taken earlier, but oh well. He then went to his couch and turned weverse live back on to continue talking to Army and once again explain that he wasn’t sick. It was just all the pollen and pollutants in the air affecting his nose and sinuses.

So.... here's a new fic I've had on my phone for a while. It's not very long but it's something! I'm a pretty new writer, so I'm sorry if there are any mistakes!!!

Jimin knew he was allergic to animals. But did that ever stop him from playing with them every chance he got? No way! Him and the others were on a set outside filming for a new music video. One by one the boys started to arrive. Jimin was the third to get to the set, after Namjoon and Jungkook. When the doors from the van opened, he could see them playing with a cute fluffy dog.

"Awe, isn't she such a cutie Namjoon-hyung?" Jungkook said as he slowly rubbed little circles in the puppies fur. Namjoon smiled back and nodded. The puppy was a small, little cloud dog, who couldn't have been more than a year old. Jimin shut the van door and walked over to them. "I see you guys found a little cutie!" He said, he eyes filled with stars as he made eye contact with the pup. Namjoon and Jungkook looked at each other. "J-Jimin-hyung, you know your allergic, and we have to shoot today so it may not he a good idea to-" he was cut off by Jimin reaching down to engulf the puppy in a hug. "Such a beautiful soft sweet thing." He said as he pat the pups fur. Jungkook and Namjoon just sighed as they saw the others approaching out of their vans.  Jimin let the pup go, and grouped up with the others. They could all tell that Jimin playing with that puppy was a bad idea. His face had already started to get itchy, and his nose was turning a slight pink.

"Alright guys, we're shooting the first part of the music video up on this hill. It's the first verse. Let's head up." The director called. As the boys were walking up the hill, Jimin could feel his nose start to tickle. He shook his head, trying to starve it off and keep the others from noticing, but Taehyung was right beside him. "Hyung? Are you good?" He asked eyeing Jimin's slightly pink nose. Jimin sniffed in response. "*sniff* Y-yeah Taehyung-ah, I-i'm fine. I just-" And then his breath started hitching. “Heh… heh… h-heh-hih…" The itch was teasing him, as tears started to fall down his face. “Hihhh… h-hih-heh! Uh’stchoo! Heh’ddtschhu! Hah…” All the others had stopped walking at this point, and all eyes were on Jimin, who was hitching up to the last sneeze. “Ih’dtschhh! Heh’kshh! Nng, sorry.." He said wiping his nose on his sleeve. He looked up to see all the others staring at him. "W-Wdat?" He asked, head filled with congestion. Jungkook was the one to step forward. "See Hyung, this is why you don't play with animals." Jimin sighed as Jungkook gave him a pat on the back, and they all continued up the hill.

Heyy! Love your work. Can I request a sneezy jimin trying to hide his cold from his members. Ty!!

Sickie: Jimin

Caretaker: Jungkook

Relationship: Platonic

Jimin’s pov:

Kookie was the only one who knew I had woken up sick. Sure, it was only a cold, but the members always went a bit overboard. Despite being the youngest, Jungkook knew when to take a step back. So that’s why I was willing to tell him. And we share a room so he was bound to catch on.

The hyungs were invited to an event tonight and they were all really excited to go. It wasn’t a mandatory event, and I knew they would blow it off if they found out I was sick. The only reason I didn’t tell Tae was because he’s bad at keeping secrets.

I did well keeping my symptoms hidden for the majority of the morning, but by lunch, I had started feeling a bit worse. My nose was crazy itchy and I couldn’t stop rubbing at it and sniffling. Jungkook sat down next to me with a sandwich and my breath quietly hitched. I grabbed a napkin and tried to make it look like I was wiping my face of food residue while pinching my nose.

“hihNGXT! NGXTtss!” I sniffled again and felt Jungkook place a hand on my knee. I glanced over at him and he mouthed a ‘bless you’ before changing the subject.

“So, hyung,” he said turning to Jin. “You excited for tonight?”

He nodded, “Yea, I wonder what they’re gonna have for dinner.”

“Definitely,” Yoongi chimed in.

He was about to say something else when an itch resurfaced and I had to interrupt. “hehTCHIEW! Oh, excuse me.”

“Bless you, hyung.” Taehyung came over and hugged me. “Are you okay?”

“Thanks, TaeTae.” I hugged him back, what a cutie. “I’m fine.”

Namjoon looked over at me and I hoped he wouldn’t go full leader-mode.

Luckily, Jungkook covered for me. “I’ve been a little sniffly too,” he said to me. “It’s probably because of the flowers in our room from ARMY.”

I nodded. “Yea, but they’re really pretty so it’s worth it.”

Yoongi laughed. “That’s how I felt last week,” he joked. “Doesn’t ARMY know we have allergies?”

His humor got a chuckle from all of the members and the hyungs decided it was time to change and get ready to leave.

********time skip********

“Are these pants okay?” Hobi did a little twirl, asking for our opinions.

Jungkook nodded, “I like them.”

I agreed before turning away. “huhTCHIEW!” I swiped a finger under my nose and sniffled. Jungkook and Hobi blessed me, but overall, no one thought much of the sneeze. I was surprised but thankful.

Until about two minutes later when my nose started tickling again. “hehNGXT! hihNGXTchh!” The sneezes were so itchy that I let out a few small coughs.

“Bless you, Min.” Namjoon gave me a sympathetic look. “You sure you’re okay?”

“I’m good,” I promised. “Not sure where that came from.”

Kookie could probably tell I was getting flustered because of the lie and he started rubbing his nose.

“Hyung,” he said to me. “Can we maybe get rid of those flowers?” He sniffled and gave me a smirk when no one was looking.

I pretended to contemplate it. “Yea, I guess so if they’re bothering you too.”

It looked like Namjoon wasn’t really paying attention anymore so he must’ve bought it.

‘hahTCHUU!” There was a sudden outburst from Taehyung. “Aigo, sorry. Yea let’s please get rid of those.” He was helping hide my cold and he didn’t even know it. How ‘bout that?

“Bless you,” I laughed.

Jungkook couldn’t help but giggle as well. “Wow, Tae, bless.”

“Thank you, sorry.”

Jungkook shot me a glance that said ‘well that went surprisingly well.’ I shrugged and smiled.

“Alright, maknaes!” Jin walked in, making his presence known. “We’re heading out.”

The three of us shouted our goodbyes and were left alone. I sighed in relief.

“Wait here, Chim.” Jungkook stood from the couch. “I’ll get you some cold meds.”

Tae’s head whipped around to turn and look at me. “Cold meds?” He pouted and came over to sit next to me. “I didn’t know you were sick.” He draped an arm over my shoulders.

“Sorry I lied,” I mumbled. “I just didn’t want hyungs to find out and stay here to take care of me instead of going out.”

“I understand.” He handed me a box of tissues as Kookie returned.

“Can I get you anything else?” He asked.

I brought a hand up to my face and shook my head. “NGXTchh! hehNGXTtchiew! Oh— HATCHheh!”

“Bless you, bless you, hyung.” Jungkook rubbed my back.

“Bless you,” Tae cooed. “You alright?”

I shrugged. “I don’t feel well.” I rested my head on his shoulder.

“I know.” Tae ran his fingers through my hair. “I’m sorry.”

“How about I make dinner a bit early so you can head to bed.” Jungkook hugged me from behind and left to the kitchen.

“Okay,” I replied before my breath hitched. “hetchhii!”

“Aww, tiny sneeze.” Taehyung blessed me again and sighed.

********time skip********

When I was finished eating, Jungkook brought me to bed.

“Can you stay?” I asked him. “I just don’t feel good and I don’t want to be alone.”

He nodded and laid down next to me to give me cuddles. “Just try to sleep, hyung. I got you.”

“Hold on a second.” I quickly ducked away from him as much as I could despite being wrapped in his arms. “hehTCHIEW! Choseomnida.”

“Bless you, it’s okay.”

“Thank you,” I murmured sleepily before shutting my eyes.

“Sleep well, hyung.” He kissed the top of my head. “Don’t worry, I’ll tell the members you’re sick later.”