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Wtf V omg i need V in my life pls

hi hi could i request the rfa members seeing mc a little sad/pretending that everything is okay and they refuse to open up but then one day they find mc crying/a sobbing mess and finally confess that they no longer can reach their dream career please

thank for requestanon-nim

this is a bit toorelatable for me…haha…ha

Yoosung:

you were on your wayto becoming a principal dancer

but you hurt yourselfduring warm up and you were desperate to hide it from Yoosung

but he’s not an idiot

he is extremely receptive towards even the tiniest change in yourattitude

when he asks ifyou’re okay and you say you’re ‘perfectly fine’ with a smile that’s a bit toostiff

he knows you’re notfine at all

he makes more of aneffort to observe any changes in your behaviour

so when he sees thatyou’re clutching your lower back more often, he confronts you right away

you want to staystrong

but you fail

and you flop to theground, not caring about how bruised your knees were going to be

“I’m just gonna sayit. I hurt my back while I was warming up last week and I got an x-ray…and thedoctor said I have a huge crack on my tailbone…and I was told that if I try todance on it again…the crack would grow…so he told me…”

you couldn’t continuethe sentence

he held your hands,silently reassuring you that it was okay

“I have to quit.”

he swallowed the spitthat had built up in his throat

“MC…I…I’m so sorrythat you can’t achieve your dream anymore. I will do everything in my power tomake sure I can help you. I’m not exactly sure how, I will damn well try tohelp you.”

he hugged youtightly. it hurt a little, but this pain was miniscule in comparison to thefact that you wouldn’t be able to dance anymore

“I will find the bestsurgeon out there to see if they can fix your back. I don’t care about howexpensive it is…let me help you.”

you flat out refused.there was no way in hell you would let him use his money on you. you couldn’t…

he retorted that youhelped him with his eye surgery. this was no different

you finally agreed,but there wasn’t a guarantee that you would bounce back to the level you werebefore your injury. the future was terrifying, but as long as Yoosung radiatedwith positivity, you had hope

Zen:

there wasn’t muchthat changed with your attitude for Zen to notice that you were slowly losingyour positivity towards life

you had worked yourass off in that lab, studying diseases and finding ways to eradicate them

it wasn’t until onemorning, Zen woke up a loud sound erupting from the kitchen

he ran to the sourceof the noise and he saw you staring at the coffee mug that had shattered on theground

and then you startedslamming your hand on the kitchen counter

Zen went intoprotective mode

holding your hand asif it were a feather, he slowly turned it around to see a bruise slowlystarting to form

“jagiya, it was justa coffee mug. there’s no need to get so upset…”

you looked up at himas if he’d set your body on fire

“I’VE LOST CONTROLOVER MY HAND AND YOU’RE FUCKING TELLING ME NOT TO GET UPSET OVER IT?”

he steps back, notsure how to quell your mounting rage

“you wanna talk aboutit…?” he can see that this isn’t just petty anger towards a broken cup

where to startthough?

“my research is inshambles. my hand has been twitching non stop and because of it, I messed upsome of the samples in the petri dishes. I got fired Zen…I’m such a failure.”

he’s in tears by thetime you finish saying what you have to say

Zen tries to besympathetic, imagining how he would feel if his body refused to cooperate withhim and he had to quit performing…

he stops short ofactually letting those thoughts materialize. it doesn’t matter how he wouldfeel hypothetically, right now it was all about you and your tangible pain

it’s time forpragmatic Zen to step up

“MC…I feel terriblefor you…I mean- I can’t even imagine how it would feel to have to give up onyour dream. But that doesn’t mean that you should wallow in self-pity. Howabout this? Why don’t you become my manager? Sure, it’s not as rewarding asyour research, and you’ll have to spend ALL day with me…”

you ponder, “wouldsuch a drastic career change be good for me?”

you weigh it up for afew minutes and Zen is starting to regret ever making such a stupid suggestion.“she won’t just drop everything for you, you piece of-”

“I’ll do it!”

he’s glad to see thatyou’ve still got some positivity in your mind

Jaehee:

it was your ambitionto serve your country

so being told thatyou had failed the health exam crushed you

how were you going toexplain to this to her?

she didn’t need this.the café was going so well for her

your mind was going ahundred miles an hour, so you didn’t even hear the front door opening

it was unusually darkinside the apartment

and when she turnedthe light on for the living room, her heart broke at the sight in front of her

you were sittingcross-legged on the floor, staring at the letter you’d received from the doctor

the instant you feltJaehee’s presence, you swept the letter under the couch

but Jaehee’s reflexeswere faster, grabbing the piece of paper before it could disappear

you were ready to runaway

but she spoke upbefore you could react

“MC…I’m so sorry thatthis is happening to you.”

she was hesitant inholding about holding you in the fear that you would break out of her embrace

but you reciprocatedand molded yourself to her body

Jaehee took this as asign to wrap her arms around you and rock you from side to side, the way hermum used to comfort when she felt hopeless

an idea popped intoJaehee’s head

so she straightenedyou back up and held your shoulders

there was apassionate fire burning in her eyes

“MC, I know you’dplanned to join me with operating the café after you’d gotten back fromtraining, but if you don’t mind, how about you just start now?”

well when she put it thatway

“thank you for alwaysbeing so positive Jaehee.”

you fell back intoher embrace and stayed there for a few minutes more

Jumin:

you were ready to becrushed by the universe

rejection letterafter rejection piled up on your desk

your skills as an actuarywere deteriorating before your eyes

not a single companywas willing to hire you

a single hollowchuckle fell out of you as you sat at your desk

at that exact moment Jumincame through the front door

you hastily wipedyour tears and went to greet him, helping him out of his coat

he was exhaustedafter dealing with clients all day

but the moment hemade eye contact with you, he knew

you were cryingagain. and you were doing a horrendous job of hiding that fact from him

“MC, can we talk?”

oh shit. he’s mad.HIDE!

“w-we c-ca-ca-can,b-but are-aren’t yo-you tired? d-dinner’s ready…”

he was having none ofthis

your ass was draggedto the bedroom and you were flung onto the bed

you wanted to runaway so bad

but you couldn’t. Juminwrapped his arm around your waist and started cuddling you

this simple act ofbeing close to you was just too much for you. you know he knew, but it felt soembarrassing to tell the man who was always successful

you just felt likeanother adversity: the wash-up of the relationship. the partner whosecontributions were lacking

the pillow eventuallybecame soaked with tears

“my dreams were nevermeant to be…” you wheezed out

Jumin turned youover, clearly distressed.

“what’s going on MC?you look so…broken…”

there was no way toavoid this. you explained between sobs about how companies kept rejecting youand that you felt hopeless because you worked so hard, only to get told thatyou weren’t good enough to work with them

as Jumin listened, hethought about what she could do

and then

he rushed out of thebedroom and into the office, locking the door

you started pacingoutside the door

an hour later, hecame out of the door with a piece of paper in his hand

you looked down at it

it was an acceptanceletter

“welcome to C &R, MC. I look forward to your work.”

you burst into tearsand couldn’t stop yourself from enveloping him a hug

Seven:

it was mocking you

the grand pianotaking up so much space in the living room

if your hands were stillworking, you would smash it to bits

I mean, why wouldyour own immune system attack you to the point of paralyzing them?

the universe justloooooved to fuck with you

Seven could donothing but gaze at you as you stared at the piano whenever you passed by it

he tried to get youtell him about all the pain you were holding in your heart

but he recognisedthat you were acting the same way he did when he was struggling with hisemotional issues

and the fact thatyour emotional trauma was linked to horrific physical trauma made him feelworse

and seeing your handsin the braces

he wanted to grab godby the collar and punch them in the face

but he knows thatwon’t help

he realises thatyou’re still standing there

and when he turns youaround to face him

holy fuck

your face is blank,save for the tears that just won’t stop spilling from your eyes

he reckons you’vebeen standing for at least an hour now

so he escorts you tobed and makes you lie under the thickest blanket he owns

while you’re resting,he calls Saeran to help him with some manual labour

Saeran, clearlydisgruntled, complains about having to do anything

until he finds outthe reason

together, they movethe piano out of the house and into an warehouse Seven just happens to have

he returns to throwhimself into research to get a hold of all the doctors who can help his 606 gettheir happiness back

‘money makes theworld go round’

yeah

and it made yourbrain roll around in your skull

why did it cost sofucking much to be in animation school?

there was so muchdebt your family was dealing with and the last thing you wanted to do wasburden them even more

and to ask V…

nope. out of thequestion

if you were going todo this, then you’d figure it out somehow

but you couldn’t

and V could slowlysee your façade falling apart

every time he’d tryto bring it up, you’d shoot him down with a half-hearted giggle, and justcontinue with whatever task was in front of you

however, V waspersistent

and now he regretsbeing persistent

you’ve lockedyourself in the bathroom

he’s banging on thedoor, yelling for you to open the door

you ignore hisrequest, so he tries again

“MC please saysomething, anything! You don’t have to open the door!”

he hears your bodyweight shift against the door, yet you refuse to still say anything to him.

“MC, I’m sorry…I’msorry for confronting you. I know you want to have your independence, but I’dbe more than willing to help you with the tuition fee.”

whoop there it is

you open the door,but the action is so sudden that V falls over

he stands back up andgathers you in his arms

he rubs circles onyour back as he waits for your response

“Jihyun…I-I don’twant to be another person who just takes from you simply because you offer.Please, for my sake, don’t worry about me. I can handle this…somehow…” yourvoice trailing off broke V’s heart again

but he had an idea!

“MC, this is a crazyproposal, but hear me out. Why don’t we collab? Your characters coming to life insidemy photos! And if you want to learn something, just search up a tutorial onNaver. It may not seem as prestigious as having the tutelage of all thoseartists, but hey, at least you’re not worrying about paying ludicrous amountsof money to learn how to draw.”

you just stare at him

he gets scared

“M-MC? Ah! I’m sorryfor even suggesting that…”

but you kiss him onthe lips before he can ramble out any more apologies

“it’s a great idea!”

he smiles in relief

“glad to see mylittle cactus flower flourishing again!”

Saeran:

when Saeran firstlearned about your dream career, he couldn’t understand why you would pursuesuch a career

no matter how manytimes you explained to him

“so you’re telling methat your dream is to stand around all day and have someone take photos of youin different clothes? I can do that for you right now!”

when he saw yourexpression drop, it took him a bit of brainpower to understand it wasn’t right forhim to judge what you wanted out of life

you had asked him toaccompany you to the interview that would determine the way the rest of yourlife panned out

he sat outside, visiblytensed

and that tensenessonly grew when he saw you walk out of the room, a ghost of a smile sitting onyour face

“MC, how did it go?”

you turn to him,keeping up appearances so that he doesn’t suspect that you’re falling apart

however, he’spainfully aware that you’re struggling to keep your composure

so the moment the twoof you enter through the front door, he corners you

you try to wriggleaway, but he holds you against the wall by your shoulders

“MC you can’t hidethings from me.”

you feel increasinglyuncomfortable

your resolve fallingapart

bursting into tears,you nearly collapse

but his reflexes kickin and he grabs you before you can make contact with the floor

“the-they told me Iwas too fat to join…that my presence would ruin the company…”

Saeran is riled up byyour confession. he’s ready to hurt everyone

but he manages toreel himself back to reality, back to you

he leads you to thekitchen and feeds you ice cream

you feel so emptyafter all that crying

and all you canregister is Saeran’s firm grip around your waist

for now, he’ll juststand by your side

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