Bada Lee Imagines

" Your lips & your care "

bada lee x reader
word count : 1.3k
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summary: helping Bada relax after a long day

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" Stop moving so much, Bada "

" I'm trying my best okay? It's hard when you're almost on top of me "

You were sitting on Bada's lap, attempting to do her makeup. Her hands were held onto your waist, but she kept adjusting her placement.

How you came to this situation was interesting.

Earlier the day before, you and Bad had gone on a date together. The two of you spent the whole day together. After Bada had won Street Women Fighter, she had a lot more free time. And insisted on making up for all the lost time. She let you drag her all around Seoul: going to different cafes, new stores that opened up, and even to her studio. She was curious why you brought her there. All you asked was for you to teach you how to dance, and how could she deny it?

The two of you had spent several hours in that studio. Full of giggles and nervous touches. Bada was patient with you as she taught you one of her choreographies. She was very nice about it and appreciated your efforts. She helped you fix your mistakes and when you finally got it she was very proud and kept whispering praises as she hugged you.

" your so perfect "

" you did so good, my love "

" you'll be giving me some private dances later, for sure "

Your heart fluttered at all her praises, but you were tired and insisted on going home. She clung to you begging for you to stay with her at the studio. She tried to persuade you but you dragged her to your car. Bada was like a cute puppy, she followed you around and wore a pouty expression on her face. But as soon as you started talking she followed your words and let you drag her away from the studio.

When you got home, Bada was the tired one. She literally had to hold onto you for support. The poor baby was exhausted from the day. She always got clingy like this and was too tired to function. But that's okay, you were there to help her. You ran Bada a bath, while Bada waited patiently on the couch. Although her eyes occasionally felt drowsy, and it was hard to keep herself awake. Luckily for her, the bath was ready. You gently took her hand and brought her to the bathroom. She followed you nonetheless, and let you help her.

You helped Bada out of her clothes and eased her into the tub. A sigh of relief left her lips as she welcomed the sensation. You smiled at her and helped her relax. Your hands massaged her tense shoulders while whispering praises into her ear.

" You're so tense, sweet girl. I'll be sure to help you relax. "

" Relax, love "

" your so perfect "

To say Bada was enjoying this was an understatement. Her face adorned a blush, and her whole body relaxed into your touch. Your hands moved from her shoulders, up to her hair to clean it. Your finger moved through her hair cleaning all the dirt and sweat from earlier. A low groan escaped Bada's mouth as you continued. You kissed her cheek and finished cleaning her up.

Bada was completely relaxed and almost didn't want to leave the bath. But you so kindly helped her to bed. You took the poor girl in your bed and held her head close to your chest. You ran your fingers through her hair and held her close. Bada wasn't the type to be babied, but when the time came she let it happen. Bada finally fell asleep and her hushed breaths could be heard throughout the room. Soon your breaths followed, and the two of you were lulled to sleep. Basking in one another's embrace and comfort.

The next day, the two of you were awoken by the soft glints of sunlight. The harsh light awoke you two from your slumber, yet the two you stuck in one another's embrace. Bada subtly cuddled closer into your chest, but as you tried to get up she only snuggled closer. You had to pry her off your figure to get ready for the day. Eventually, you were free from her hood, but she sulked in bed.

" Bada baby, we have to get ready " you spoke from the bathroom.

" But why? " she whined.

You giggled from the bathroom at your girlfriend's antics. Making your way out of the bathroom you found a comfortable spot near your vanity. Starting your makeup, you played music in the background. As you worked your way through your makeup routine, the action caught Bada's attention. So she moved from her sulking spot in the bed and to your vanity. She wrapped her arms around your waist and looked at the mirror in front of you.

" What are you doing? " she whispered.

" My makeup, why? " You looked up at her.

" I don't know, you look so pretty anyway. " Bada still had her morning voice, so it sent a shiver down your spine. But an idea came to mind.

" Bada, can I do your makeup? " you looked up at her, a small glint in your eyes.

When Bada made eye contact with you, it was too hard to resist. So she responded:

" Sure, why not? " Bada smiled.

You giggled and took her hand dragging her to the bed. Grabbing some makeup with you too. You sat her down and pushed her back against the bedpost. You set up everything to do her makeup and made yourself comfortable in her lap. Catching Bada off guard completely.

" What are you doing? " her voice stuttered softly, and her lips parted slightly.

Your focus was on the makeup to the side of you, " Well I'm about to do your makeup, why? "

Her hands wrapped around your waist and she looked up at you.

" Like this? " she muttered.

" Unless you want me to move? " you replied, shifting your weight off of her slightly.

Her hands immediately moved, preventing you from moving. " No, it's fine I like the view. "

You playfully slapped her shoulder and giggled at her antics.

And here you are now.

You're struggling to put on eyeliner on Bada, due to her constant movement. Her hands kept fidgeting with the hem of your shirt or traveled along your backside.

" Bada look at me, stay still "You lifted her chin to get her attention.

She giggled and tried to stay still but every time you got close to her face she lost it. Her face was red and she couldn't stay still. The eyeliner was insanely difficult to do. She constantly moved and her fidgeting was crazy. You knew she wasn't trying to do it, but it was making this difficult. Eventually, you finish her eyeliner and move to her lips.

Your thumb moved over her lip and parted it. You pulled out a familiar lipstick shade before Bada spoke.

" Isn't that the one you use? " she whispered.

" It is, " you replied.

Her face has a cheeky smile knowing it was your lipstick. You opened the lipstick tube and brought the product to her lips. The cosmetics glided across her lips easily, painting her lips with color. The color adored her lips and highlighted her face. But as soon as you perfected it, she kissed your cheek. Once, then another time, until your face was covered in kiss prints from her lips. You couldn't help but giggle.

" Bada you're smudging your lipstick, " you pouted, dragging your finger along her lips.

" I can't help it. You're such a pretty baby, I could look at you all day if I could. " Bada whispered against your cheek, as she placed her last kiss.

You hid your face in her neck as she laughed at you. Her face was perfectly finished with makeup, while yours was covered by kiss prints. But she didn't mind having smudged lips.

The only lips that mattered were yours.