Your partner in the middle of a messy allergy fit (that you induced) leaning their head back as they hitch and you push back their nose, just to mess with them and can hear the squelching sound of mess (that is soon to be blasted towards you) move around in their nose
Had a free house for a bit so decided to try inducing. I used a fine-tip paintbrush and gently stroked it around the back of my nostrils until I found a delightfully ticklish spot. It took a bit of work as my nose was being stubborn, but with some relentless wiggling and tickling, I had no choice but to let loose.
a/n: I finished this before I finished the "main" fic, lol. July fic is coming soon though!!
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“I’m so stuffed up,” Jungkook complains. “I can’t breathe.”
Next to him, Jimin squirms. He already has his arm around Jungkook, and now his grip tightens. “I’m so sorry, sweetie.”
“Hnghh.”
“My poor baby.”
“Soooo stuffy.”
Jimin chuckles. “You have a lot to say about it, hmm?”
Jungkook tries to sniffle. He lifts his head up to look into Jimin's eyes. “Yeah. Just want…”
Jimin can feel his heart trying to pound its way out of his chest. “Do you…do you want me to help?” he whispers, unable to meet Jungkook’s gaze.
Jungkook nods and noses along Jimin’s throat.
“Fuck,” Jimin shivers. “Are you sure?”
Again, Jungkook nods.
When Jimin sits up, Jungkook follows, tugging the blanket up to his chest and leaning back against the headboard.
“I can’t believe this is real,” Jimin murmurs under his breath, reaching for a pillow. He tucks it between Jungkook’s head and the headboard. “You’re sure?”
“Super sure.”
Jimin hardly knows what to do with himself. He grabs the box of tissues from the nightstand and then settles in front of Jungkook on his knees. After a second, he seems to change his mind, and climbs into Jungkook’s lap instead, straddling his hips over the blanket.
Jungkook tilts his head back, offering himself up. “Whatever you want to do,” he says. “As long as I can breathe afterward.”
The tissue trembles in Jimin’s hand as he twists one of the corners into a point. Jungkook’s nostrils are red, and they flare out wide as Jimin guides the tissue up to his right nostril.
Jungkook reaches up and rubs his nose preemptively, already thinking about the ticklish touch. “Not too much teasing,” he requests, his voice thick with congestion. “Will you just…go deep?”
“Of course.” Jimin leans forward and presses a kiss to the very tip of his nose. “I’ll make sure it doesn’t last long.”
An image flashes through Jimin’s mind– the fine point of the tissue brushing against Jungkook’s nostrils, tickling just the very edges until Jungkook is writhing beneath him, desperate to sneeze– but he shoves those thoughts away for when Jungkook isn’t suffering from a cold.
“Ready?” Jimin asks, and then pushes the tissue up into Jungkook’s nostril.
Jungkook tenses immediately, his eyes flying wide open. His lips part, his breath catching, but it’s almost like he’s frozen there, too startled to do anything but wait.
Jimin wiggles the tissue around, pushing it in a little deeper. After just a few more seconds, Jungkook’s eyes start to roll up, and he sucks in a shuddering inhale.
“uhh–! hhHHH–! UHHH’shoo!”
As soon as the first sneeze explodes out of him, Jimin pulls the tissue out and slides his hand behind Jungkook’s head. Even though the pillow is there, they’ve had too many close calls with the headboard.
With his other hand, he plucks two tissues from the box and holds them up to Jungkook’s nose.
“HH-ESH’oo! HXSH’shoo!”
“Bless you,” Jimin murmurs, keeping the tissues cupped over Jungkook’s nose. He can feel the damp heat through them, and knows two tissues isn’t nearly enough for what’s coming.
“UHHH’shoo! uhh’SHOO! HXSH’shoo!”
“Bless youuu. There you go, get it all out, baby.”
“huhHH–! uhhh! hghhh…”
“Oh no,” Jimin chuckles, watching a tear slide down Jungkook’s cheek. “Did they get stuck?”
Jungkook tries to nod, but his breath hitches violently and he looks up towards the ceiling. Another tear falls down his face.
As quickly as he can, Jimin grabs a couple more tissues and swaps them out, wiping Jungkook’s nose and upper lip. Then he grabs two more and folds them neatly around Jugkook’s flaring nostrils.
“Blow.”
Jungkook blows out a breath through his mouth, inhales, and then empties his sinuses into the tissues.
“Good job,” Jimin praises, wiping Jungkook’s nose again. “I’m going to do the other side now. Are you doing okay?”
Jungkook nods and swipes at his watering eyes. “It really tickled,” he whines, sniffling.
“Just a little more of that,” Jimin promises. “And try not to sniff right now, okay?”
As soon as Jimin twists another tissue into a sharp point, he inserts it into Jungkook’s left nostril. He pushes it in deep and starts wiggling it around, watching as Jungkook’s face contorts immediately.
“Ohh,” Jungkook gasps, his chest expanding with hitching breaths. “Uhhh–!”
Jimin twists his wrist back and forth, sliding the tissue just a little farther in. At the same time, he reaches for a few tissues, readying them with his other hand. Just as Jungkook’s breath hitches again, he holds the handful of tissues up, close enough to catch most of the spray.
“hhh-ESHH! uhh’SHOO! hngxsh!”
“Bless you. Just a few more.”
“HXSH’shoo! hnghh…uhh’SHOO! UHHH’shoo!”
“There we go!” Jimin pulls the tissue out of Jungkook’s nostril. His hand is covered in snot now, but he uses a clean tissue to wipe as much of it off as he can.
“Here, blow again.”
Jungkook obeys, blowing his nose into another tissue that Jimin holds for him. Jimin switches it out twice more, until Jungkook seems to have cleared most of the congestion out.
By the time he’s done, they’re both out of breath.
“I’m going to tuck you back into bed,” Jimin pants, subtly adjusting himself through his underwear. “Do you think you’ll be able to fall asleep now, sweetie?”
“What about…” Jungkook tries to reach for Jimin’s waist, but he feels like his arms aren’t quite working right.
“No no no,” Jimin shakes his head. “You’re going to sleep. I will take care of that later.”
Jungkook’s face scrunches up, but he’s too sleepy to truly protest.
“Tomorrow…” he murmurs, but he trails off before he can finish his sentence.
“Tomorrow, you will continue to rest, so you can recover.” Jimin kisses Jungkook’s forehead. “Sleep well, my love.”
Jimin slowly eases himself out of the bed, making sure he’s quiet so Jungkook can fall asleep right away. He gathers up all of the used tissues, and turns around to see Taehyung standing in the doorway.
Taehyung puts a finger to his lips. He grins wide, tilting his head in the direction of the en suite, and whispers, “Care to join me for a shower?”
so i. smelled the chhinkni. and i sneezed. like a lot. i got a recording (with some talking, sniffling, and nose blowing) if yall are interested
and THEN i accidentally inhaled some so there’s also that (and more nose blowing and sniffling) in the recording but if u guys don’t want THAT i can cut it out
Someone trying to hold back as their partner induces them and the only hand they have to help them is their partner’s.
They can rub their nose on their partners, grab their wrist and move that hand around, but they can never quite hold back the itch
Maybe they can even beg their partner through hitchy breaths, puh- ple eh eh please pinch my heh nose
Maybe if they don’t sneeze for another …hmmm ten seconds, then they can get some assistance
If not, sneeze away! But know the tickly, itchy feeling will be back as soon as that fit is done.
