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sweetnight · 4 years

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send 🛩 for your muse to surprise mine by making it home for the holidays . / mimi & jihun (maybe making it home after service? 🥺)

It had become tradition for the fourteen of them, and whatever families they had, to spend Christmas Eve all together, especially as the boys began to depart for their military service. For them to be all together meant more now than ever. It was like an unspoken vow: to never let each other spend the holiday feeling alone.

They had just finished up supper — if you could call the million takeout containers in the trash bin supper — and it was early evening when all the games finally broke out. It was the first time all day where Mimi was feeling better, normal even; like she can maybe enjoy the holidays in spite of painful absences.

Jang Soo had left for his service near the end of summer, and it wasn’t easy having him gone, let alone for the holidays. She hasn’t spent a Christmas without her big brother since his early trainee days. Having Hana and their kids around in his stead was both a comfort and a curse. While she was surrounded by her family, they were the closest thing to her brother that was present. Their presence was comforting, yet also a painful reminder that he was gone.

Far more painful was the absence of her husband. The year and a half without him was almost over. His discharge date was only a few weeks away.

But it was the second Christmas without him, though this one made her hurt all the more. Her brother had been such a comfort the year before that not having Jang Soo there made her truly feel the weight of Jihun’s absence this time. It had been harder than usual lately. The way their bed felt even colder and emptier without him. The way the comforting smell of him had long since faded from their home. The way she’d had to close the door to his home studio because seeing the inside when she passed by was too painful of a reminder.

The ache of missing him consumed her. Playing games with her family on Christmas Eve made her heart feel fuller then it had in a year and a half.

It was her turn to do the guessing in Heads Up, her back to the entrance of Mia and Jae’s living room with the phone pressed to her forehead. The room had been riotous with the yells of attempted clues, but the room seemed to get quiet awfully fast, which confuses the hell out of Mimi. She couldn’t have missed the sound of the timer; her turn had barely started.

“Jae, come on!” she calls out, catching his clearly speechless expression first. He opens his mouth as if to say something, but closes it after a moment. It’s not until his eyes meet hers and soften that mimi realizes that he had been looking behind her.

“What’s—” She starts as she turns, pulling the phone away from her head. The sentence is cut off at the sight of him. Her husband. Standing right there. In his military uniform. It’s like all the oxygen has left her lungs, like there’s nothing in this whole world but him. Mimi briefly thinks to jokingly ask how much she’s had to drink, but it’s as if her mouth forgets how to form words.

The phone in her hand falls to the floor without her notice (thank god there was a rug under her feet). It feels like forever before she can finally get herself to move. She runs straight across the room into Jihun’s arms as a sob racks through her, hiding her face against his neck. The ache in the pit of her stomach slowly started to dissolve with his arms around her; the world felt like it had colour in it again; and warmth finally seemed to return to her being.

After a long moment of merely clinging to him, she finally pulls back to rest her forehead against his. “If I’m dreaming, I don’t want to wake up,” Mimi whispers.

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