Jungkook was a bookworm.

A typical bookworm, who took books with him wherever he went.

But nowadays, he rather had the urge to take Taehyung with him wherever he went.

It seemed that he loved his company, Taehyung's little traits often made Jungkook gush about them to his hyungs, Yoongi and Hoseok.

Taehyung often seemed to lighten up whatever bad mood Jungkook was in, his boxy little smile did it all.

Ah, his boxy little smile.

Taehyung was weird, but a good kind of weird. He was the type of weird to make silly faces at babies, make then laugh and then laugh at themselves. He was the type to be that clown at the circus, that everyone adored, that'd go around collecting tickets.

If Taehyung was the clown, Jungkook would use all his allowance to spend the money on tickets.

Winter had arrived, taking a toll on them, especially Jungkook's health. He hated it when he fell sick. Yet, this time, when Tae was there, he didn't mind staying in bed at all.

It was like a fact, a known fact that Jungkook liked to be around Taehyung. He hoped it vice versa as well, and he often wandered around to find answers.

Answers to why he felt butterflies settle in his stomach when Taehyung touched him in the slightest.

Answers to why he had that sudden urge to smother Taehyung's face, or why he had the urge to just hug him at random times.

It was a fair share of adorableness and the holy damn kind of personality for Taehyung, and that he was adaptable and friendly.

Jungkook often found himself staring at Taehyung, noticing habits about him even Taehyung wouldn't know he'd had. Such as his leg would involuntarily cross whenever he started being serious, or when he was in deep thought.

Taehyung often chewed his nails when he didn't know what to do, or ran a hand through his hair.

Times like these, Jungkook had given a big hug to Taehyung, until Tae fell asleep on his lap.

Jungkook couldn't resist how adorable he looked, how kissable he looked.

When Jungkook realised what he'd been thinking, he was suprised yes, but it was silent. The shock was all inner, which didn't stop his physical actions. He leant in closer to Tae's face, lightly bringing his lips to Taehyung's cheek, briefly placing a small kiss on it.

Jungkook almost froze, as he felt the soft pillow like skin graze his lips, and he just couldn't get enough of the cream-and-strawberries scent Taehyung had.

That spark of inspiration hit Jungkook hard.

"Tae, didn't you want to try something new for Christmas?"

"Hmm," Taehyung had groaned, still sleepy.

"Let's dye your hair!"

Reluctantly, after a lot of convincing on Jimin and Yoongi's side, Taehyung agreed. Jungkook clapped happily, having been in charge to dye Taehyung's hair honey brown.

Whew, it was a hard job.

After a good 45 minutes, 45 minutes of Taehyung grumbling, 45 minutes of Jungkook reassuring, 45 minutes of them; it was done.

"Wow!" Jungkook had his mouth open, eyes wide as he examined Taehyung. Holy moly.

Taehyung took a look back in the mirror, oh man did he love it.

"I love it Kookie," Taehyung whispered as he hugged him, Jungkook blushing.

"Th-thank you,"

"Mm hm, now I'll go show off to Jiminie. We're going to the kimchi place tonight," With that and a kiss on the head, Tae went away, whistling and styling his hair.

Jungkook could only ever nod, damn would those butterflies ever calm down?