#Good Morning RFA

[erimeows]

In The Same Bed

You lie awake in bed, staring at your fiance as he sleeps away in your shared bed. 

Awake, Saeyoung Choi is energetic and loud and intense. Sometimes, when things are bad, he’s angry and sad, but still intense. It’s very rare that you get to see him peaceful, so you relish in it now. His eyes are shut, long lashes fluttering against his high cheekbones. His soft, pink lips are slightly open, deep breaths coming in and out of them. His curly red hair fans out across his pillow like a halo.

And, his palm is on top of your shoulder, because he always has to be touching you to fall asleep these days.

You smile. It’s nice to see Saeyoung so relaxed- getting good sleep for once. You remember the many nights he spent awake working for the agency. 

Life is different now.

Life is better.

But, it is past midnight and you can’t sleep even though the two of you have plans in the morning to meet the rest of the RFA for brunch. Alas, Saeyoung must have forgotten to put his phone on silent mode before bed. It sits on his nightstand, buzzing away. Again and again. Vibrating with no end in sight.

You assume the notifications are from the RFA’s chatroom. Zen and Yoosung are still terrible about staying up well into the night and early morning talking online, with Jaehee and Jumin occasionally joining in when they’re busy with work.

You don’t know Saeyoung’s phone passcode. He’s told you it multiple times, but it’s ridiculously long and impossible to remember. You’re honestly too lazy to write it down. It’s not like you need to use his phone very often, anyway.

You could wake him up, but then again… Saeyoung looks so peaceful like this. You’d hate to interrupt his sleep.

So, as quietly as you can, you sneak out of bed and go to the living room couch.

Hopefully, the both of you can get some sleep this way. 

~

Seven wakes up to a loud crack of thunder, golden eyes snapping wide open at the sudden noise. Rain falls outside, loudly splattering against the roof and the ground.

Heart beating hard against his chest, he reaches over for you. You always hold him when it storms, so he smiles at the thought of burying his face in your sweatshirt, having your arms wrapped tight around him, feeling your (h/l) (h/c) hair tickling him throughout the night, and smelling the remnants of your perfume from the day.

But, when his hand doesn’t immediately land on your chest or stomach, his brow furrows. Your side of the bed is cold, too, and he can’t feel you anywhere underneath the blanket. So, he sits up and looks for you. Panic runs courses through his veins at the same time that his breath quickens. 

You definitely aren’t there.

Seven tosses the covers to the floor and stands up, eyes darting around the moonlit darkness. You’re nowhere to be seen. His gaze flickers to the master bathroom that’s connected to your room, only to find that the door is open and the light is off.

You aren’t there, either. 

Seven can’t help but freak out. Ever since the two of you saved Saeran, you’ve slept in the same bed. Always. Every single night since that day, unless Seven was staying with Saeran in the hospital- and on those nights, he couldn’t sleep without you by his side. 

He listens closely to gauge any potential noises from the kitchen or the living room. Maybe you needed a drink of water, or a midnight snack- or maybe you had a nightmare and needed to distract yourself by moving to the living room to watch one of your favorite shows? But if the latter was the case, why wouldn’t you have woken him up…?

Seven quickly realizes that there is no noise.

In fact, the entire house is eerily silent. 

He reaches into the nightstand and grabs the pistol that he has hidden there for emergencies before quickly sliding out of the bedroom. He slowly moves through the hallway with his back pressed firm against the wall and his pistol loaded and gripped tightly within his hands, ready to shoot. 

Did you choose to leave? Pack a bag in the middle of the night and high tail it out to somewhere- to someone else? That’s probably the best outcome, if you’re gone. He doesn’t deserve you anyway, he supposes. Maybe it was too good to be true.

‘No, no… MC wouldn’t just leave without an explanation. But what else…?’

What could it be? An intruder- someone from the agency who wants to get back at him for leaving? Unknown- Saeran? No, Saeran is happily living with the two of you, along with Vanderwood. Surely if there were an intruder one of them would’ve noticed? 

Seven slowly but surely makes his way to the living room and lets out a sigh of relief when he sees you on the couch.

Sleeping.

Your chest rises and falls with slow, steady breaths. Your face looks peaceful.

You’re fine. 

Seven lets out a sigh of relief. His vision is blurry as he comes down from the panic of waking up alone, but he manages to unload his pistol and make it back to your shared bedroom to lock it back in the top drawer of the nightstand. Then, he trudges back to the living room. With the anxiety and adrenaline leaving his body in waves, the uncomfortable sensations of ice cold air and exhaustion weigh on him and have goosebumps rising on his skin.

He gets in front of the couch and kneels down in front of you before placing a warm hand on top of your head and gently stroking your hair. 

“Hm?” You blink and sit up, your hair ruffled from sleep. 

You groggily rub your eyes.

“Sweetie,” Seven starts. He immediately feels guilty for waking you up over his own issues. He should’ve just let you sleep on the couch… “Sorry to wake you up.”

“Are you okay?” You question.

“Why’d you come in here?”

Though you’re clearly safe, Seven can’t help but fear that you might’ve come to the couch because he did something to upset you.

“Your phone kept vibrating- guess you forgot to put it on silent before bed,” You explain. Relief washes over Seven almost instantly. “I couldn’t sleep because of it. I didn’t wanna wake you up, so… I just moved to the couch.”

“I’ll turn my phone off. Can you come back to bed?”

“Yeah, sure,” You nod and start to stand up.

Before you can fully stand, Seven does so first and picks you up bridal style. You giggle and wrap your arms around his neck to secure yourself as you’re carried to the bedroom. 

Upon returning to bed, Seven gently sets you down on top of the sheets and crawls into bed with you. He reaches over to where his phone is charging on the nightstand and turns it on silent mode. 

Though he feels much better now, he isn’t quite sure he can handle a panic like that ever again. 

“Sweetie… You can’t leave like that without telling me first.”

“Hm? Why not?” You ask, reaching over and gently resting a hand on the side of Seven’s face. He leans into your touch. “I just wanted to make sure you got good sleep.”

“You scared me,” He answers. “I thought- I thought you were gone. What if someone had taken you from me?”

“What? Saeyoung, no one is going to come in and take me. Do you know how insane the security system is?”

Admittedly, you have a point. Ever since Saeran and Vanderwood moved in, he’s only upped the abilities of his home security system, even laying out traps around the perimeter of his house for any potential intruders.

“I don’t know. I mean, I know it’s irrational, but what if you went to sleep in the living room and someone somehow got past it? They could just come in and hurt you, and I would be none the wiser,” Seven insists, only to realize just how crazy he sounds. You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to him. He’s crazy about you. So, of course he wants to keep you safe, but he also knows it’s insane to expect you to never sleep anywhere else. “No, I know I sound ridiculous. You don’t have to say anything. I’m not trying to be overprotective, I just… I love you, and I want you to be safe.”

“Saeyoung,” You reassuringly murmur and reach over to place a hand on top of one of Seven’s. “It’s okay. I’m okay, and I love you, too.”

“Okay,” Seven sighs, lays down flat on the bed, and pulls the covers over the two of you, but keeps his eyes trained on your face. You really are fine. You’re here, happy, and chatting with him like normal, all with that beautiful smile of yours. He feels somewhat embarrassed for freaking out the way he did now that you’ve managed to calm him down. “Anxiety aside, I can’t sleep without you anymore, anyway. I wake up all the time and the only thing that settles me back to sleep is feeling you next to me.”

“You’re so sweet,” You offer a soft smile, and then open your arms wide. Seven smiles back before accepting your invitation and allowing you to pull him close to your chest. At the sound of your slow, steady heartbeat, he immediately settles down and cuddles into you. “I sleep better with you around, too, y’know.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

“Then… Stay in the same bed with me forever, okay?” Saeyoung asks as his eyes fall shut. 

He can already feel sleep start to take over his body again.

“As long as you keep letting me cuddle like this every night,” You answer, to which Seven laughs.

“Of course.”

And with that, the two of you fall asleep in each other’s arms.

[mikoyamisheadcanonblog]

707 (Lucial/Saeyoung Choi) Relationship (1)

❤️Who Wakes up first in the morning: ❤️ He probably does, he doesn’t get a lot of sleep and such always working and having to wake up early and start coding and trying to hack on the computer but with his S/O sharing the bed and such and won’t leave while his S/O sleeps as he watches them sleep and just in bliss that he finally have someone that does love him and he wants to soak up every minute of being around them.

❤️Who’s the first to fall asleep at night:❤️ Probably his S/O he will stay awake and finish the work he needs to do while they lay in the bed next to him while they share small conversations about the day or the RFA member. He will tell his S/O to sleep as he hears them yawn and such and that he is almost done before crawling into bed with them and such if they keep pushing him.

❤️What they playfully tease each other over: ❤️ Anything, everything. He loves to dress as a woman and act as his S/O’s best friend just to see people’s reactions. Or he and his S/O trying to steal Elly together. Or even makes exaggerated stories about his missions and adventures anything to get his S/O to laugh as he enjoys their laughter. His S/O can tease him about his cars and other stuff as he will laugh along with them.

❤️What they do when the other’s having a bad day:❤️ He will do everything in his power to make sure his S/O is having a better day. He will make jokes with them, and steal Elly so they can pet her till they feel better, that is until Jumin comes in and steals her back. Get the RFA involved and throw a small party for them. He will even pay for a trip, and go in one of his cars, an excuse to get out of work and such he wants his S/O happy and telling jokes with them. He will just want his S/O there for him when he is having a bad day, a plan to kidnap Elly and such and just enjoying one another with Honey Buddha Chips and just talking about life and jokes just knowing he has someone with them.

❤️How they say ‘I’m sorry after arguments: ❤️ He will apologize give him some time. He lost his cool, his S/O was put in danger or something and he in the end yelled at them but after a minute he will realize his mistake and such and apologize after he cooled off. It is a simple apology with some of their favorite snacks and drinks. He will accept any apology his S/O gives him of course his favorite snacks and drinks are bonus for him as he wraps his arms around their waist and finds comfort just being with them.

❤️Which one’s more ticklish:❤️  His S/O he will take advantage of it be warned. He does have a few ticklish spot under his arm and inside his elbow. He will start a tickle fight after poking his S/O and seeing them jump.

❤️Their favorite rainy day activities:❤️ Anything and everything his S/O wants to do. If they want to sit inside and play video games. He would do that, if they want to watch movies all day he is fine with that. Going out for a feast and eating he will do that. Watching the Rain fall, he will be fine with anything as long as he is with his S/O he is happy and enjoying their time together. On warm days he likes taking his S/O on a little spin with his cars.

❤️How they surprise each other:❤️ Buying a new outfit he thinks would look good in them, their favorite video game or book that just came out. Or small little treats that he wants to try with them. Heck he will even surprise his S/O with Elly and such and play with her till Jumin comes. Or throw a small surprise party with his S/O. He is harder to surprise and such and a simple gesture as surprises hugs or kisses would leave him more baffled and such.

❤️Their most sickening show of public affection:❤️ He isn’t afraid to display his love for his S/O of course in moderation. Simple hand holding or pet names is enough to get his heart fluttering and sharing secret kisses behind the members back of course isn’t ashamed of it and teasing the RFA who are staring.

[marshmallowprotection]

Mystictober Day 17

Mystictober 2024 | Day 17: Vampire/Elixir

"I'm sorry I left you without blood," Saeran's gentle voice was sincere as he spoke to you underneath the warm glow of the cabin's fireplace. "I know you can't go long without it to keep your strength up. But, the fact is... Saeran... he... that me... he was so afraid his blood was filled with something that could hurt you, like garlic or silver... or whatever it is you're vulnerable to. He didn't trust Rika not to taint his blood in the basement. He figured it was better to give you nothing instead of something that kill you."

"I began to understand his reasoning when I smelt the iron in your throat," you nuzzled your noise against his pulse point. "It wasn't a danger to feed me at that point. But, it would've been dangerous to take your blood when you needed it more. Your body was too weak for me to feast from, my dear. I would never take your blood if that blood was the only thing keeping you safe."

Saeran sighed. He cupped the back of your head and ran his fingers through your hair to ease his woes. He was taking a break from trying to lead the security team. The team was working fast, searching for the answers they needed from the documentation Jihyun had given them, but they could only move so fast. These things took time, even with only a few hours to spare.

Even with Saeran telling the team what to do and how to do it, so much of their hacking was a waiting game to see what to do next. The real challenge would come in the morning when they would have no choice but to dismantle the entire internet at large to get out their message as soon as possible. He was prepared for that, knowing the articles would spread like wildfire in the right places, but for now, he needed rest.

He needed to steel himself before the storm came for everyone. Frankly, if you could've found the strength to face the devil on your own, you certainly would have protected him and everyone else without too much trouble... forgoing this problem in the first place with teeth. However, you were in no place to fight like that with how weak you were. You hadn't been in perfect shape since Ray went into... that damned basement.

Saeran was truly no better off than you were, either!

"You need my blood," his embrace tightened and he held you much closer than before. "You won't be able to make it long without human blood, and once we're trapped in the city, you won't have easy access to it. Please, I'm stronger now... There's no need for you to hold back. My blood is yours."

And yet, he was thinking about you when he needed to be thinking about himself.

You purposefully sought out a few animals to feast upon in the forest while he was working with the RFA to satisfy your blood lust... and while animal blood was never enough to fill you up, it was enough to tide you over until you could breathe again. It did the job. You wouldn't feel great for a while, but you could maintain your composure. You didn't want to hurt him or the RFA because you were just too weak to be around humans... that would destroy the hard work they had put into this stand against Saejoong Choi. A frenzy from you would destroy all this good.

"Saeran, you know I can't... you're already exhausted. I can talk Jumin into giving me blood from a blood bank. He loves vampires, he made me invite one of my kind to the party. I'm sure he'll help me out once I'm honest with him."

And he...

His breath quivered. You felt his body come to a standstill. He gently pulled you away so he could meet your eyes. They sparkled with need and want. He needed you as much as you needed him. He wanted to give you his blood. He knew it might make him weaker, but he loved it. You could see that. You could see what nobody else could see. He loved the feeling of sharing his blood with you. There weren't too many people who were willing to sacrifice themselves for a vampire, and yet, he was the rare one in a million.

Ray and Saeran had both wanted it, too. They had wanted to help you survive the only way they knew how. Even if they'd gone about it in different ways, they did what they could to take care of your needs.

This man was no different than they were.

Tears began to brew in the corners of his eyes. "Please, I can feel it burning... I can feel your heart burning... you're so thirsty. I've felt it since I woke up this morning. I thought it was me... I thought it was the pain from the elixir catching up with me, but it's you. I know it's you."

You cupped his face in your hands. "Do you truly want to give your blood to me, my moonlight? Is it agonizing to go days without my fangs on your throat? Forgive me, dearest. I forgot... just how hard things can be for a vampire's mate. I don't want you to gift blood to me because you feel the sting of my appetite just as strongly as I... feel your exhaustion. We may feel each other's aches and pains intimately, but we can't spurn each other to hurt because of it. I won't die from a day or two without blood."

"I never want you to hurt," he whispered.

"Nor I, you."

"Can you take just enough to ease your pain...? You don't have to take it all. My pain is your pain. Isn't that what we agreed to when you promised Ray your fangs for eternity? That we would know the pain we shared alongside the joy?"

"Do you trust me?"

"I trust you with my life itself, [Y/N]."

"I'll only take enough to survive until I can speak to Jumin then, my moonlight... not a drop more than that. I don't want you to feel sick in the morning when you need to keep a brave face. Be a good boy for me, okay? Don't try and trick me into taking more so I feel better... I'll drink you down in a week once you've regained your strength... that's a promise."

His eyes fluttered close in relief as you did as you promised.

You drank your fill.

[password-door-lock]

Unknown has a complicated relationship with sleep. 

He's always tired, but he never wants to admit that he needs to sleep. If you try to explain to him that everybody has to sleep at some point, he’ll only get annoyed with you. Who do you think you are to tell him what he needs? The way he sees it, he’s basically a machine anyway, so shouldn’t he at least get the benefits associated with a mechanical existence? But instead, every few days, his body forces him to sleep until his nightmares wake him up. 

He tries to stave it off as long as he can with caffeine, sugar, and cold showers. Sometimes, he’ll ask you to wake him up if he falls asleep in front of his computer— he’s never pleased about it when you refuse, but he also never retaliates. He doesn’t have the energy, and besides— at least he knows that you won’t hurt him or take advantage of his vulnerable state even when he tells you to.

Eventually, though, he has to sleep. He doesn’t like the thought of leaving you alone in the intelligence room when he’s unconscious elsewhere— what if some believer comes in and you say something misguided that makes you wind up in the basement? What if the Savior comes by and decides to question you about Unknown’s inactivity? There are simply too many variables to account for. The easiest solution, of course, is to sleep when you sleep, although it goes without saying that he'll be waking up before you. In Unknown's opinion, you spend far too long just laying there and nowhere near enough time helping him with his revenge.

You try to baby him even on his good nights. You bring him the best, most filling dinners you can throw together with the ingredients in the kitchen; these are usually accompanied by hot beverages to counteract the biting cold of the intelligence room. You’re about the only person (aside from the Savior, of course) from whom he would accept a mysterious drink, but Unknown has to admit that he enjoys the sweet vanilla chamomile that you always serve him. Though his rational mind knows that he can’t afford to take long breaks from his work, his body is soothed by the tea. 

If he’s exhausted enough, Unknown might agree to lay down with his head in your lap and let you play with his hair as he falls asleep. It’s easy for him to spin this position as a power move— obviously, you’re giving him this attention because like him, right? You wouldn't do anything like this for any of those bastards in the RFA. You’re trying to show him affection, to thank him for saving you— Unknown can allow that. Besides, it feels nice, and isn't he allowed to enjoy simple pleasures like this in between finishing his work? It's basically the same thing as eating ice cream or sending cryptic texts in hacked RFA chatrooms.

He likes falling asleep to the sound of your voice. You can even lull him back to sleep after he’s woken up from a nightmare, if you play your cards right. Tell him how good he is while you pet his hair, but don’t you dare breathe a word to him about it when he wakes up in the morning (or, more likely, in the middle of the night). After the fact, he feels a lot less powerful and a lot more pathetic, especially if there was a nightmare involved. The thought of whimpering and whining at you when he wasn’t awake enough to stop himself makes Unknown feel a little sick. Secretly, he's grateful for both your care and your discretion, though you'd never get him to admit it aloud.

He doesn’t want to want any kind of comfort, but the more time he spends with you, the less frequently he refuses when you offer. You might even be able to get him to let you read to him— entertainment as a concept is entirely foreign to Unknown, so it’ll take him a while to figure out what kind of stories he likes to hear. Really, what he likes best is the sound of your voice and the fact that you actually listen when he expresses a boundary or a preference. If you ask very nicely and you’re very lucky, he’ll even let you kiss him on the forehead as he drifts off into dreamland. 

Even if he still only gets a few hours of sleep each night, at least he’s resting better than he was before you came to him.

[cuddlybelphie]

Random facts about my MC because I'm bored as hell right now.

this is pretty much an accidental info dump I worked on for four hours- I didn't mean to lol.. So this is pretty long, just letting you know.

My MC's apart of many universes combined ★

It just happens one after the other.

Whenever he sleeps, he gets about an hour or less of it.

If he hasn't already awaken by himself and someone else happens to wake him up, he'll either flinch and sit up immediately or he'll grumble and turn away.

He drools in his sleep.. Another thing that doesn't happen often is that he sometimes mumbles in his sleep. It's odd, since he doesn't feel as if he dreams of anything, but sometimes mumble out clear sentences.

His dreams consist of either weird asf shit or just hellish nightmares where he or his family are targeted and in danger, never usually anything wholesome. Sometimes he doesn't dream of anything and is as stiff as a rock.

Not a morning person, a huge night owl - he has a raspy voice like any other person when he's fatigued or had just woken up.

Now, he's not an insomniac but he has pulled all nighters. Hence the eyebags.

For no reason in particular, he just doesn't feel the need to rest much; always often busying himself with studying, guide committee work, working on coordinating the parties for the RFA and convincing others to come to the party through invitations, or just simply reading.

He doesn't really find working a burden despite being sleep deprived, which is why he tends to overwork himself at times. He appreciates others concern, but he assures them he's fine.

If he's not busy with work, he's probably offering help to others or cleaning and tidying things up.

He can be a bit of a nerd; he's a bookworm and enjoys hearing praise from others whenever he's right.. Though inwardly he's been finding it difficult to believe them lately.

When he showers, it's always at night, when he isn't busy. He just finds it more convenient and comfortable if he does rest. Also double brushes his teeth, night and morning, gotta keep brushing them daily and keeping them clean.

He fears he can't afford to look bad as he feels the need to look presentable in front of others.

His favorite color is purple - but his favorite aesthetic is dark academia. When it comes to colors, he enjoys dark and warmer colors rather than bright or light colors.

He began to learn french in second grade, found the language fascinating and has been fond of it since. He likes to speak in french at times.

When he was younger, he was actually a female - but he transitioned when he was 13, he always wondered why he felt uncomfortable in his own body. Also explains why he called himself a tomboy back then.. lol.

The full transition happened when he was 18 though. His mom's very supportive of him.

He's currently around his twenty's (can't decide his age yet)

Bird feathers are something he enjoys collecting, he found an awful lot where he lived since birds commonly lost feathers now and again.

He enjoys flowers of any kind, and has thought of making a garden before.

His favorite animals are cats, he adores them to death.

He favours salty or savoury foods whenever he does have meals.

He may not look it, but he can hold, pick up or carry anyone or almost anything. He made himself become strong so he's able to offer support.

He can drive, but only drives when it's necessary or someone asks him to, for personal reasons.

He'd have work experience, but he chose to stay home and help his mother by watching over his younger siblings. He was technically like a dad to them - his older brother was the one who helped to provide by being the one who went out and got a job when he was old enough.

Knows how to cook decently due to helping out his mom whenever he could, still has a lot to learn and is definitely willing to be taught.

Owns a camera from his grandmother, he likes to take photos - they're not as good as his younger brothers he thinks. He really likes his younger brothers photos, he finds it all impressive.

He cherishes that camera since he received it from his grandmother, who has passed. He misses her, but he stays strong for her - along for his siblings and mom.

His older brother is a big enthusiast with horror movies, so he's prone to them and isn't too bothered by watching them. Still doesn't mean he enjoys hearing gore from it, such as movies like SAW.. He gets chills up his spines and is disturbed by it.

He remembers all of his brothers phases, and often teases them about it. Albeit, he can't really talk since he usually joins in too because they rope him into it with them.

Definitely coddles his brothers - he just cares about them a lot. Which also means he scolds them when they make silly decisions, but they don't really take him seriously.

By the way, he has five brothers. One older one and four younger ones.

If there's one thing you should know about him, it's that he appreciates his family unconditionally. Not his father, he doesn't include him or consider him family at all - aside from that, he'd do anything to protect his family.

He's seen a lot and been through a lot, yet continues to pretend to be completely fine and if he's offered any help he usually puts his family first.

After getting a job and saving up enough money to stay stable and enough to spoil others and himself, he decided to get himself his own wardrobe of his kind of style. He definitely wears suits more than anything.

He's gone to many places after entering college - he didn't expect so much to happen at once after having become an adult, but hey, his life had always been rocky.

He also enjoys to write, but he never showed anyone anything he's wrote. There's a possibility he owns a journal, he's just hidden it somewhere others won't find.

He is omnisexual and demiromantic, he just can't see himself getting with someone he doesn't know well or having a noncommittal relationship. He takes more interest in males more than females.

It definitely takes him a while to get close to others and trust them.

The whole situation with RFA was confusing and he doesn't remember how he ended up in the apartment nor how he got into the chatroom, especially since he's a very cautious guy - the whole thing was a blur to him.

He overthinks a lot, so he has many migraines due to stress. It exasperates him heavily, so at times he'll zone out. Not intentionally, it's a coincidence it helps ease the throbbing a bit. He's dealt with them since he was a teenager, and only realized why when he was fifteen.

He does NOT like being left alone, especially with having to deal with his own thoughts. He does drown them out usually with music.

He's not very nice to himself in his mind, oddly always fighting himself.

His body aches a lot due to him being stubborn and overworking himself, he never usually speaks up about it or received anything like a massage to ease up the aching. He also has a “weird posture” apparently, said by his father.

His aches probably worsened when he falls asleep against a table, desk, or chair.

He tends to ignore his own well-being.

Whenever he receives injuries or symptoms of a sickness he always dismisses it since it's nothing severe that needs attention and just convinces himself to pull through regardless and hope it goes away on its own with the help of his immune system.

He was mostly forced to think that way because of his father always saying it isn't that big of deal and had gotten used to doing it that way. That is until he's gained people who care about him and convinced him to take care of himself better.

Of course, when he gets a cold or flu, he always makes sure to never spread his illness to others. Usually coops up in his room until he's better.

He has an inferiority complex beneath his persona, but a slight superiority complex in front of others.

He's secretly insecure, despite all of his accomplishments nothing feels like enough to him.

He's good at taking charge or looking out for others, he's hopeful to be seen as dependable and reliable to others.

Due to his selflessness, he makes sure others are well taken care of before himself. He also wants to be able to protect others.

Likes to observe people from a distance, analyzing others personalities - he doesn't mean to come off creepy, he just sometimes find other humans fascinating.

Not very talkative, he doesn't initiate conversations.

Once you bypass his feelings of distrust and cold demeanor, and become his friend, just know you're stuck with him for good. (I mean.. Please don't tell me you'd also leave him like others have?)

He's very loyal and devoted to any relationship (platonic or not) he gets into, so expect some form of spoiling from him just for existing. He'd probably do anything you asked him to, within logic, anyway.

If you're his friend he'll probably also coddle you. He just gets worried about those he cares about.

If you're close to him, you'll probably see how he tends to act different - his personality varies a lot, and that's usually from picking up others ways of expressing themselves and copying to fit in. He's very good at masking it though and it depends on who he's with, so there's only a slight chance for such a thing to happen.

After losing some friends, he's become more rational and cautious about becoming close to others. At times he might often ruin his chances of becoming friends with anyone due to his plentiful issues and self sabotage from anxiety.

If you're friends with him and somehow managed to get into a quarrel with him, he'll probably back off and distance himself. He doesn't want to anger you any further or say anything he'll regret so it's likely he'd avoid you until things simmer down.. He's not really the type to apologize, but if he see's he's in the wrong he'll come around eventually.

He listens to rules, he's not one to disobey. He was taught to be that way obviously because of school when he was younger, but another reason was just because he wanted to make his mother proud of him.

He's adapted to being that way by now, but because of Lucifer trying to always remind him of rules he's been tempted to just not listen out of spite.

He's definitely apart of the Anti-Lucifer League once he hears about its existence, joining in on the pranks.

He never really gives a damn about the punishments much to others surprise. He doesn't find Lucifer scary or intimidating, but for the sake of it, he'll pretend to submit just so he can get it over with.

His only attachments are with Yoosung, Pollux, Belphegor, Satan and Mephistopheles so far, he's grown soft spots to them especially.

Has a confusing relationship with Lucifer and Sirius. He claims he hates them, but.. Well, he secretly feels a bit conflicted with them. He definitely hates them for the most part though, unpleasant feelings or thoughts still arise whenever they're present.

As for why he hates Lucifer, it's for ridiculous personal reasons, but also because of certain incidents that had happened near the beginning of the exchange program that I will not expand on just yet.

uuh, that's all I think. If there's any typos, please lmk, I hate having minor spelling errors.

thanks for reading :3

btw he's a self insert, but just made better

Probably gonna regret posting this maybe, idk it's four am and I probably made some mistake of some kind I'll notice when my body doesn't feel tired..

This isn't all of my MC's lore btw, nonono, this is just the beginning of it. This is the top layer, we've got loads to unpack with him.. But I spare you for this post is already too fucking long LMAO

[the-narrow-street]

Glowing Embers - Jumin Week 2024

Happy birthday Jumin! I wrote this and felt it fit the theme for day one best (everlasting love, gratitude, and constancy) ❤

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You were never good at gifts. Attempting to express your affection through items never came naturally to you, and Jumin’s contrastingly natural inclination towards the habit somehow made it feel even harder. You had both settled it early on in your marriage then, that neither of you felt the need to celebrate special occasions with them. Partly because you didn’t want Jumin to spoil you, but also because it took the pressure off. Rather, gifts would remain as a small habit whenever the desire took hold. 

When you had first confessed your difficulty in choosing a gift for him that might even begin to show just how much you cherished him, he listened with patience and affection. His sincere response dispelled all of your stress.

“Every moment with you is a gift to me, my love. One that I never could have dreamed of receiving.” He was never one to lie. And so you settled on a birthday tradition for yourselves: you would both take the day off to spend with each other. 

Mornings are slow and honeyed, suspended in seemingly unmoving time as he holds you close. Though he wakes early in habit, he has no need to rush to prepare for work. He could stay here forever, hearing your gentle breathing and feeling your soft skin. As you walk the ambiguous line of dreaming and wakefulness, he presses reverent kisses to your hair, your temple, your brow. Each a sign of gratitude for the unimaginable blessing that is waking beside you. That you came into his life and saw through to his core in a way unlike any other. The gentle sigh that escapes you and the fluttering of eyelashes are to him monumental, sustaining his soul even after the years spent together. Perhaps even more so for it. 

The afternoon might find you both on the couch, his head in your lap and Elizabeth the 3rd on his. He would have you run your fingers through his hair all day if he could, basking in the comfort and your undivided attention. Somehow always enamored at just how soft it is, you can’t help but smile as you gently card through it. He hums contentedly and his relaxed expression mirrors your own. You can’t deny that you secretly search for glimmers of silver, and he would take no offense at this. Each silvered strand or crease around the eyes a sentiment of your blissful time together. 

If you had taken Jumin’s initial impression as the whole truth of him that first time you accidentally infiltrated the RFA’s chatroom, you would have never imagined the warmth that resides below his serious exterior. But you hadn’t been fooled, even then. You recalled one of his first private messages to you. Complete strangers at the time, and yet he genuinely and innocently declared that you two might make fine friends because of a shared love for cats. 

So you couldn’t be too surprised at the warmth of his love. As glowing embers constantly ablaze, it burns steadily and ceaselessly.

[natasha-in-space]

Thank you for your previous work. I was wondering if you could write a headcanon of RFA (excluding Saeyoung, as you have already done him) and Saeran with MC. In this scenario, chaos follows MC everywhere without any logical reason, but REMINER IT DOESN'T HARM MC, ONLY THE PEOPLE AROUND HER. This ability also runs in her family, so if they have a gathering, chaos happens without fail. Additionally, I have a funny scenario in mind where Saeran kidnaps MC to Mint Eye, and as a result, chaos ensues, but MC casually escapes. I search Kofuku and I see some similarities but the idea of MC having this "ability" is actually come from an Disney Show called Milo Murphy's Law

Yoosung

I feel like the poor guy will get rather spooked by this strange ability of yours. He's already prone to getting into some very embarrassing situations without any external force pulling the strings. Do you mean to tell him that he'll have to deal with even more disasters in his daily college life!? It's more humorous than serious, though. He may act a bit startled by it at first, but he's definitely the type to get very curious despite his initial reservations. It baffles him how such a thing could actually happen in reality, and not in fiction. Is it appropriate for him to call you a superhero...? He'll also probably want to try and use this ability of yours for his advantage. Not anything bad... But, hey, maybe, just maybe... you could make his professor miss his bus today? He has no desire whatsoever to study for the philosophy test tomorrow morning.

Zen

Zen is able to take it all in stride. He won't be shocked by this revelation of yours, as he has a few unique abilities himself. It's actually kind of exciting for him to meet someone in a somewhat similar situation to his own. Though, your little quirk is far more chaotic than he would expect. It's a good thing he has supernatural healing powers and prophetic dreams on his side! He will be able to avoid most adversity coming his way, and, even if he does get injured, he will probably be strutting down the street without a fuss after a day or two. He'll also be very fussy about you not blaming yourself for anything. He actually finds your bad luck kind of cute! At any rate, that's what he asserts to you.

Jaehee

To put it simply, she is stumped. Since she's the most logical person in the group, she'll have trouble believing you at first. Not until she encounters the undeniable proof of your ability with her own two eyes. Out of everyone in the RFA, having bad luck following this poor overworked woman will probably make you feel especially bad for her. Much like Yoosung, she'll get rather spooked once she accepts it as reality. I could see her beginning to steer clear of you even. She's already so incredibly stressed... the last thing she needs is even more trouble on her hands. She does mellow out once she sees that you are a genuinely good person, though. She'll even apologize to you for acting rashly with you. It's possible that you and Jaehee could find ways to overcome this cursed quirk of yours.

Jumin

Without a doubt, the most enthralled among all. You might think he'll be the most skeptical one of the bunch, but no. This is a man who has a huge infatuation with the occult we're talking about here. Once he sees actual tangible proof, you have a real annoying observer on your hands. Will ask you dozens and dozens of questions, do his own research in his free time, maybe even ask you to provide him some of your blood samples or something. With your consent, of course. It may become too much to handle for you. But, what you don't need to worry about is Jumin avoiding you or treating you as a threat. He makes it a point to let you know that he will not judge your character based on factors that are out of your control. With his resources, you might even come to learn more about your abilities!

Saeran

He'll be anxious. Much like his brother, but in a more subdued manner. I feel like your constant bad luck would be one of the factors that pushed Ray into choosing you, believe it or not. He can relate to bad things happening around you, while all you can do is watch helplessly. He will also take the effects of your bad luck in stride. Almost to a fault. You'll have to remind him to please take care of himself and not put himself in harm's way because of you. Suit Saeran, on the other hand, will curse you and your ability. He'll definitely think that you are doing it on purpose. That you want him to suffer. He'll ensure that you understand your position beneath him. He hates the feeling of losing control, and that's exactly what drives him mad about you and your stupid bad luck that he can't control, no matter how hard he tries. He will apologize to you for blaming it all on you, though. You can expect him to tell you that he has come to the realization that you had no intention of harming him, and that you possess a good heart. A heart that is too great for someone as dark and rotten as he is. GE Saeran will be way more balanced about it all. It'll take you two some time to figure it out, with him not putting too much pressure on himself, and you not worrying too much about harming him. Maybe you could develop a working system between you two that will help you keep disasters to a minimum, while also having a reliable plan for any accidents that may inevitably occur.

[blackheart1454]

Stay with me forever (Yandere! Ray x Reader) Part 1

Part 2: coming soon...

It’s a beautiful sunny day, the sky was clear without a single cloud in sight. In a place in South Korea, there was a building that looked like a majestic castle surrounded by a beautiful forest. Inside there were several people doing different types of activities, such as cooking, cleaning, gardening, etc. That building had a large garden, it was very beautiful. You could see all kinds of flowers, all receiving the best care. In this splendid garden on the grass there was a couple, a man and a woman. They were both sitting on a tablecloth, along with a picnic basket, and several plates of food scattered all over the tablecloth. The man grabbed one of the strawberries from one of the plates, placed a little cocoa powder on top and brought it to the woman’s lips, who had her back leaned against his chest. The woman parted her lips and took a small bite. The man smiled sweetly as he saw the woman slowly chewing the strawberry. 

“It's a gorgeous day, isn't it my angel?” The man said sweetly, to which the woman only nodded her head.

“This day brings memories of when you came to Mint Eye, do you remember?” The man added to which the woman nodded her head again. “I remember I was in the server room, talking to you on the phone. I remember how excited you were when you agreed to try out the game I was developing. I remember when I helped you get out of the car because your eyes were covered by a blindfold. I remember that your hand held mine and you let yourself be guided with complete confidence, since you made it clear that you trusted me… Ah, what beautiful memories.” 

The woman listened as the man spoke, but the words were barely processed by her brain. She stared at one of the flowers in the garden, while the man continued talking and she didn’t show any emotion or interest in what he said.

“But do you know what memory I treasure most of the two of us together?”

“...” 

“It's the day you decided to stay by my side forever, my dear (Y/N).”

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It was an ordinary day at Mint Eye, you were sitting in one of the chairs in your room drinking tea, and at the same time you were 'playing' the game that Ray was making with so much care for you. The conversation with the avatars was nothing more than Seven wanting to play with Jumin's beautiful cat, while he made it clear to her that, even if the sun went out, he would never leave his beloved kitten in the hands of a cat abuser. Zen was also in the chat, he was trying to change the topic of conversation since just thinking about that ball of hair made him sneeze and right now he was on break from a rehearsal for the next musical he was about to film, so he just wanted to relax a little. Yoosung was trying to help Zen by saying how boring his classes were and he wished the weekend would come quickly so he could play LOLOL all day. You just laughed at Seven and Jumin's conversation, and tried to give emotional support to Zen. 

You didn't know why, but you had this feeling that the characters were real and that you were actually talking to them all the time since you arrived at Mint Eye. You had such deep and complex conversations with them, and it made you doubt that a game was so well programmed to converse like a normal person. After a few minutes, the members of the RFA left the chat one by one to continue resuming their activities. You said goodbye to them warmly and let out a sigh. As if destiny were in perfect sync with you, you heard someone knock on the door of your room, to which you only responded with a 'come in'. The door opened and revealed Ray's figure. He had a smile on his face and was carrying a tray of food with him. You were so focused on the game that you hadn't realized that it was time for lunch.

“Good afternoon (Y/N), how was this morning?” Ray walked over to you and placed the tray on the table. 

“Hi Ray, it’s good to see you. This morning was very calm, thanks for asking” you replied with a small smile.

“I'm sorry for not coming the other night and for not bringing you breakfast today,” Ray said, bowing slightly as he placed his right hand on his chest. 

“You don't need to apologize, Ray. I completely understand how busy you must be with the development of the game” you replied and gently grabbed his hand.

“Developing a game is not easy, especially when the person I work for wants to release the game as soon as possible,” Ray said, sighing. 

“This game must be very important to require your full attention, but Ray answers me this: Have you been sleeping and eating well?” you asked him with a worried expression.

“I've been taking naps, and as for whether I've eaten… I only had a piece of toast for breakfast,” Ray replied with a low voice and with his cheeks red with embarrassment to which you sighed. 

“Ray… you know well that I don't like you neglecting your health, you are important too.”

“You don't have to worry about me, your happiness is the only thing that matters to me.”

“Ray, it doesn't make me happy that you don't take care of yourself, it makes me sad.”

"No! Don't feel sad for me! I promise I will improve my lifestyle,” Ray exclaimed and knelt down next to you.

“Do you promise me?”

“I promise you, whatever makes you happy I will do it.”

“There is one thing you can do right now to make me happy.”

“Tell me, anything you want, I'll do it.”

You grabbed your fork and stabbed it into a piece of sweet and sour chicken from the lunch Ray had brought you. You slowly brought it to his lips. “You would make me happy if you shared this lunch with me.”

"But-!" Ray tried to protest to which you quickly interrupted him. 

“No ifs or buts. Now open your mouth and say 'aaah'”, Ray with his face completely red from shyness does what (Y/N) asked. (Y/N) smiled when she saw how cute Ray looked chewing the food, so she continued feeding him herself. Ray tried so hard not to blush but it was impossible for him. The woman he loved so much, the one who treated him so kindly and made him feel alive, was feeding him. To Ray, (Y/N) was an angel sent from heaven. She was his world, his purpose in life, and now that she had come to him, Ray was never going to let her go.

The days continued to pass and you continued with your usual routine. Ray came to visit you more frequently and every day you had a conversation on the phone. You were happy to see that Ray kept his promise, as he looked healthier. They enjoyed every meal together. Every night they had a walk through the garden to look at the flowers or just see the stars. 

Now you find yourself walking through the gardens of Mint Eye. Ray trusted you so much that he gave you permission to go for a walk through the gardens whenever you wanted so you wouldn't get bored. Because of his job, he couldn't always accompany you, so he sent a believer to make sure you were safe. You were enjoying the silence of the night and the moon was your only company at the moment. A while ago you had finished a chat with the members of the RFA and you decided to take a short walk to clear your mind a little. You sat on the edge of the water fountain that was in the center of the garden and stared at the stars, while you had this feeling that something was wrong in this place.

Suddenly you heard the sound of footsteps approaching you little by little. A believer showed up shortly, it made you a little sad because you knew the believer was going to escort you back to your room. However, to your surprise, the believer removed the hood of his robe that covered his entire head. Your eyes dilated and your mouth opened at someone you never expected to see in your life. This believer was neither more nor less than a man who was identical to the character of V, the leader of the RFA. You rubbed your eyes vigorously to make sure what you were seeing was real and not an enlightenment. 

“I finally get to meet you in person Rosalie,” V said calmly.

“Impossible… you can't be real” you muttered, completely surprised. “But if you're the character in Ray's game…”

“But what are you saying?” V asked surprised.

“Ray is developing a game, one of the characters is called V and he is very identical to you…”

“(Y/N) I don't want to scare you, but I'm actually V.”

“Does that mean that the members of the RFA are real and not avatars?”

"That's right. Ray has been telling you lies this whole time.”

“This doesn't make sense.”

“(Y/N) I understand that you have your doubts, but I need you to listen to me because your life is in danger.”

"What do you mean?" 

“(Y/N), you have to be very careful from now on. This place is nowhere near the paradise that both Ray and his followers claim it to be.”

“What do you mean, V?”

“I don't want to scare you (Y/N), so I'm not going to get into the details. The only thing I'm going to say is that you have to be more careful from now on, don't trust anything Ray tells you.”

“What don't you want me to know, V? Why can't I trust Ray? What are you doing-?”, you felt your entire body tremble at V's words. You wanted V to tell you what was happening here, but you were quickly interrupted by him. 

“I wish I could tell you everything, but right now is not a good time,” V said, trying to reassure you. “I must go since my time here is very limited.”

“Wait-.”

“(Y/N), I have to go. But I will continue to keep in touch by phone. Any suspicious actions, please let me know,” V hurriedly said and covered his head with his hood again and disappeared as quickly as he appeared. 

You stood completely paralyzed, staring in the direction V had gone. You were having a hard time processing what he had told you and you had no idea what to think or what to do right now. You remained silent for a few minutes, but at the same time didn’t you realize that a certain white-haired man was hiding and with a look that could kill anyone who crossed his path. 

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RFA x pregnant Mc on a plane 

After such a long time I am indeed back once again :) it's been so long that I am not even sure if I know how it works to post something, LOL. Thank you for @violetrei for this idea. Thank you all for waiting and supporting me. Now, enjoy!

Ps. Of course this is a bit dramatic 

Jumin 

,,I‘m not sure if it’s a good idea to fly right now,“ Jumin sighed. 

The two of you were on your way to Italy. 

You wanted the beach, feel the Italian atmosphere, hear the language, and eat the food. 

Of course there was nothing Jumin wouldn’t give you., except that your doctor warned you. 

You were currently twenty seven weeks pregnant so it was still okay to fly, but you still got a prescription for compression stocking. 

It was something that made Jumin feel nervous. 

He informed himself about all the risks and he kind of would have liked for you to stay in his penthouse and just watch an Italian documentary. 

But you were still on your way to his private jet. 

,,Stairs, please walk slowly, my love,“ he begged you. 

He was behind you, ready to catch you while you were holding on the railing and a flight attendant held your other hand. 

,,Are you still feeling good?“ he asked you, an hour after the flight started. 

You nodded, even though you honestly felt sick. 

However, you soon had to tell him - making him act in a second. 

The flight afterwards was really horrendous but Jumin supported you and helped you the whole time. 

And once arrived in Rome, you went straight there, taking a shower and laying down while he made sure to massage you and make you rest. 

Zen 

,,Mc, are you sure that you don’t want to stay at home?“ he asked you, on his way to the airport - with you. 

He had an interview in Japan and the director decided that he had to go, despite his manager being 30 weeks pregnant with his baby girl. 

And of course his manager, or better said, you, wanted to go with him. 

And yes, you were sure that you wanted to go with him. 

,,Nothing will happen!“ you promised. 

Well, not that you could decide on that. 

,,For god‘s sake! Can someone bring a paramedic?!“ Zen hissed as he held you. 

You just fell back on your seat after you wanted to go to the toilet, feeling dizzy. 

,,It’s just…I‘m just lightheaded, Hyun. If there’s no doctor here, what can they change?“ you asked him, trying to close your eyes. 

,,The seats are too small. I thought we had good seats!“ he groaned, making a mental note to talk to his director. 

Lucky for you, feeling lightheaded was something not to get worried over, but despite you going with him, you couldn’t be there while he had his interview so staying at home would have been better…

Yoosung 

,,Our last trip as a couple before becoming parents!“ you smiled while he held your hand. 

Although, flying with economy class was something different. 

He wished he would have had as much money as Jumin, being able to provide you with a private jet instead of asking you to sit next to a stranger in a filled up plane. 

That morning, Yoosung helped you put on the compression stockings. It was kind of hard, but he managed and he knew that with that you wouldn’t be at risk for thrombosis. 

,,I think I will try to sleep a bit,“ you told him, turning a bit more to him. 

Yoosung put his hand protectively over you, pulling you closer to him before he planted a kiss on your head so that you could sleep. 

The two of you only had one more hour to go when you suddenly had the feeling that you couldn’t breathe freely. 

Yoosung, of course, was totally helpless at that very moment. 

Luckily the nice flight attendant told you that this could happen and helped you with breathing exercises so that the remaining time wasn’t that horrendous. 

Jaehee

After months of trying, you and Jaehee finally got the chance of becoming pregnant. 

You were currently on your way to the airport, Jaehee checking every step you took while you were slowly walking with your big round belly. 

The two of you were happy, overjoyed, and excited. 

There were so many things that were so new for you. 

Jaehee wasn’t the type who liked to be unprepared, but with you she always felt as if she had to learn new things. 

For example, she learned that ice cream with ketchup was currently your favorite food, that mood swings were…normal, and no matter how she reacted, it was wrong. 

,,I never went overseas,“ you laughed, and laughed even harder when she didn’t answer and instead checked your steps. 

Until the both of you weren’t seated, Jaehee seemed like the most concerned person alive. 

Worst was to come, however, as soon as the two of you were in the air. 

A sudden pain in your abdomen made you sit up, and Jaehee was alarmed as soon as she noticed something unpredicted happened. 

,,Help! Please help!“ she gasped and tried to get a hold of someone. 

Quickly an announcement was made, asking if there was anyone with medical knowledge and luckily for Jaehee there was - 

Why for Jaehee? 

Because even though you told her several times that it was alright, she didn’t trust you. 

But it was alright. 

,,The pains were called Braxton Hicks. Pretty annoying, but also normal to prepare your body for labor. Try to drink more and maybe take a few steps,“ the midwife on the plane said. 

That’s what Jaehee trusted. 

Saeyoung 

,,Everyone looks at me…as if they want to kill me,“ you whispered as you leaned against Saeyoung. 

Everyone had to let you go on first since you were pregnant. 

,,Luckily she‘s only 32 weeks pregnant, so we won’t have another woman give birth,“ the flight attendant said, a bit too loud in front of Saeran who was walking back to his seat next to you. 

,,Say, isn’t it common for women pregnant with Twins go into labor earlier?“ he asked you. 

Of course you didn’t want your children to come too early, but he was right, it was common. 

,,They hate you because they fear you giving birth here,“ he smiled. 

,,I heard some kids get a lifetime free ticket to fly,“ Saeyoung smiled. 

Although, perhaps they would make him use it? 

,,I‘m not planning to give birth here without my midwife or a doctor!“ you hissed. 

You didn’t even know what made you go with the stupid idea of flying in your condition. 

But you did and you couldn’t wait to enjoy a vacation. 

A few moments later, however, a sudden pain met your abdomen and you knew - this wasn‘t Braxton Hicks. 

,,Mc, don’t do this to me without a doc,“ he begged, not knowing if it was a good idea to panic or not. 

Before you could scold him though, something made your legs wet and you didn’t pee. 

,,I am…I thought it was a heart attack. I’ve never delivered a baby,“ the doctor who was luckily on board gasped. 

,,She‘s pregnant with twins,“ Saeyoung confessed, the attendant who earlier said there wouldn’t be any deliveries was pissed beyond imagination. 

In fact, Saeyoung needed a document from the doc that he was allowed to fly. 

Of course he faked it and of course the document didn’t contain the information about two children. 

The flight was a long one for you and for the other guests on the plane. 

And to everyone’s surprise, the delivery successfully finished as soon as you landed. 

,,Came to enjoy vacation and got goodies instead,“ he laughed as he walked out of the plane driving your wheelchair while you were holding your newborns. 

,,Two babies, your children are allowed to fly without paying their whole life and you were warned of not flying with a pregnant wife. 

By the way, I heard that diapers here are pretty expensive,“ you informed him.

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25.02.2023 // 23:30 MEST

[lokisis]

Good morning I woke up excruciatingly sad and I'm 90% sure it's bc of rfas ending. I gotta start writing a different fic or else

[brighteststar707]

Quality Time

✦ Written for Jumin Week 2023

✦ Jumin x Reader

✦ Words: 1110

There have been no shortage of luxurious places you and Jumin have stayed at together since getting married. You have become quite comfortable with the level of lavish luxury being in his world has brought you, there's little left that you think could surprise you.

Jumin, however, has one last secret hidden up his sleeve that he has apparently been keeping until he felt like the time was right.

You had both been very busy lately, occupied with work for the RFA and the company, and having to spend some time apart because of his business trips. Coming home to an empty house and eating alone had become more common occurrences. You wake at different times and get very little time to enjoy together every day. Maybe a few words as he slips into bed - you're half asleep already - or a quick I love you as you cross each other in the hall.

While neither of you mention it, you know you're both feeling the effects of being apart. You had been daydreaming about romantic dinners and evenings in the gardens and that lovely weekend you had spent together a few months ago at the vineyard. There was so much you wanted to tell him that you simply didn't have the time to.

Little did you know that Jumin had spent his time at work - between the endless meetings - planning a solution to your problem.

You wake up one morning to find him in the kitchen, fully dressed and sipping on a mug of coffee. It ls long past when he was supposed to leave for work, though he doesn't seem to be too concerned.

"Good morning, Jumin?"

"Oh, good morning, Darling. I hope I didn't wake you."

"No, you didn't, I'm just wondering why you're still home. I thought you had a big day at work today?"

"Don't worry about that, it's all taken care of. Did you sleep well?"

You nod slowly.

"That's good, you were up working till late last night. Now that you're up, I have something I've been wanting to tell you." He keeps his tone light, airy, but watches you attentively as he tells you the next part. "I have taken the next two weeks off of work and have planned a trip for us. It has been too long since we have had time to pay attention to simply each other."

He has found that he greatly enjoys catching you off guard like this, finding little ways (or big ones) to surprise you. You're still in your pyjamas, eyes bleary and eyeing his mug of coffee enviously.

“...What?” Your voice is still a bit hoarse from sleep.

He chuckles and holds his arms out, inviting you closer to him. Instinctively, you tuck yourself against him and gratefully take his coffee after he offers it to you. You take a sip, processing his words again.

“And where are we going?”

“I thought I would show you our island. It's a travesty that in all the time we have been married I haven't yet been able to enjoy it with you.”

Your eyes widen with surprise and he beams. It's very cute. Definitely worth waiting to surprise you with like this.

“Excuse me? Our island?”

“Oh, hadn't I told you?" He knows he hasn't. "My father gifted it to me as a birthday present many years ago. I have never gone to visit but I hear it's beautiful."

There's a glint in his eye that tells you he's enjoying your reaction. But he's also dead serious. You hesitate for a moment, weighing out all the work you still have to do, and then it hits you. A private island. Alone, with Jumin, for two weeks. The work will wait.

“Well, I think I should get packing, then!”

He laughs, a proper, hearty laugh as you pull him with you back to your room to start packing, all your earlier tiredness forgotten.

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The island is lush, covered in countless flowers, trees and bushes in a sea of green. You couldn't dream of counting all the different species of plant you've spotted since arriving on the island. You had flown in (by helicopter!) just a few hours after Jumin had informed you about the trip, and it still barely feels real.

You stay at a house with big airy windows and a porch facing the ocean. It's a world away from the penthouse and the fancy hotel suites you have stayed at before.

It takes you some time to get used to the silence. Save for a few staff who you quickly get to know, there is nobody else on the island. No city noises just outside your door, nothing calling your attention except for Jumin (and, oh, he's quite demanding).

You fall asleep to the sound of the ocean waves outside your window and warmth of Jumin's arms around you. You both sleep in in the mornings, Jumin's strict internal clock finally breaking after a few days. Both of you wake up wrapped in a mess of sheets and limbs, and it takes some time to summon the energy to extract yourselves to go for breakfast (or is it brunch by that time?). You take turns preparing food and enjoy it together on the terrace, still half-dressed.

Sometimes, you take a few steps off the porch and spend your afternoon on the beach. Lounging side-by-side, reading books and admiring the view. While under the sun, time seems to pass very slowly.

You have discussions over lunch about arbitrary topics, content to pick each others’ brains for a while. His intelligence has always been one of his most attractive qualities to you. You ask him questions about countless topics and he answers them one by one, pleased to be able to satiate your curiosity.

Jumin is nothing if not an excellent conversationalist. You have made it your mission to find a topic on which he isn’t at least a little familiar. It's not going well so far. He asks you plenty of questions of his own, and listens to your answers attentively. He has told you countless times how much you have taught him, how much your perspective on all things means to him.

You share dinner over a bottle of wine and a CD of some music you both enjoy – the player a relic from long before either of you ever visited the island. It's better than anything you could have imagined. His face lit up by candlelight, sharing a delicious meal with nothing to do but enjoy each other's company.

To date, it's the best surprise he has ever given you.

[mikoyamisheadcanonblog]

Jumin Han's Relationship Questions (1)

💜Who Wakes up first in the morning:💜 Jumin would wake up before his S/O he is very much a person even on vacation or on break he has his set time he will wake up. Most of the time he will wake up earlier than when he is supposed to leave and watch his S/O sleep taking in their breath counting how much time they breathed within the hour and noticing when S/O  is starting to stir awake. He does love making S/O breakfast first thing in the morning, morning coffee, and pancakes with Elizabeth the 3rd sitting on your lap.

💜Who’s the first to fall asleep at night:💜 His S/O is the first to fall asleep before him. Jumin is usually busy with work and being the director of C&R often comes home late. He does attempt to come home to share dinner with his S/O and chat about their day, after heading to their room where he will pet S/O’s hair and sing softly to them till they fall asleep. He is just feeling his heart swelling with such containment and giving her a gentle kiss on their temple before going to sleep.  

💜What they playfully tease each other over:💜 His S/O can playfully tease him about his lack of skills with housework, or knowing modern slang, or just how regular people work and live. He takes it in good stride as he would also tease his S/O with his dry humor or compare them to Elizabeth the 3rd and such. His sense of humor is weird and such and sometimes he says weird things that would catch S/O off guard but still laugh.

💜What they do when the other’s having a bad day:💜 Throw money at the problem, he is rich, and he will throw whatever money he can at the problem to make it go away. His S/O was looking at this necklace before he went to work, he will buy it. They spoke of Spain; He will take them there. It probably gets overwhelmingly fast, but he will also offer a shoulder to cry on. If his S/O wants just his attention and to be just with him and listen to their worries he will be there. For his bad days, just his S/O being there having someone being there for him and loving him for who is, is enough for him.

💜How they say ‘I’m sorry after arguments:💜 Throw money at the problem, and he will be out all day after an argument, he will be feeling guilty and such. He will come back later that night with all kinds of gifts and stuff he knows his partner would love before apologizing to them and explaining how much they mean to the world to them. He will try to fix whatever bothers his S/O other and such. His S/O can apologize any way they feel comfortable, a song or art piece, or even using Elizabeth the 3rd he will forgive his S/O and such and keep the song or however they apologized.

💜Which one’s more ticklish:💜 His S/O probably but he does have a few ticklish spots, around his neck and under his jawbone he is a bit ticklish but that is a secret only his S/O knows of…..

💜Their favorite rainy day activities:💜 Shopping, his apartment is built for shopping he will take his S/O looking at anything and everything they want before both of them heading home and sitting and enjoying wine and discussing the day with Elizabeth the 3rd on his lap or his S/O. He at times will love the simpler things and life and sitting and drinking wine and watching the rain fall is one of them.

💜How they surprise each other:💜Gifts, Jumin’s love language is gift giving and he will surprise his S/O with an expensive gift he saw and thought of them, or vacation trips just the two of them with of course Elizabeth the 3rd or taking them to private screenings of their favorite movie or show even meeting actors. But the best surprise is when he comes home early and they spend the day cuddling. He gets surprised just seeing his S/O around him loving him for him, of course, if his S/O wants to surprise him bringing another cat into the relationship is always fun.

💜Their most sickening show of public affection:💜 He is completely enamored with his S/O and just in the RFA talking about how much he loves them and how being around them just brightens his day. It often leaves the other members speechless, of course, he isn’t against physical affection and such either. Hugging and kissing his S/O even while people watch and saying the words ‘I love you,’

[k0kichiimagines]

happy birthday saeran my beloved, i love you <3

(sorry this is very short and not my best work i am at the end of exam season still 😔)

saeran x reader

It's early enough in summer that it isn't too warm yet, the breeze leaves you cool (but not cold), but it's still warm and sunny, a good excuse in addition to the date to give your sweetheart as much ice-cream as he desired. Under you both lay a blanket, because while laying in the warm grass was an experience like no other, Saeran's white shirt would surely be stained in seconds, and you still had a whole afternoon left of birthday plans left.

The morning had been sweet, from midnight to the second he woke up to find you awake and breakfast prepared with the first of the many gifts you had for him you'd been wishing him the happiest birthday and peppering his beautiful flushed face in kisses. It had been a quiet start, but meaningful, he'd spent time with you and time with Saeyoung and time with the both of you. Over the now years you two had been together he'd grown closer with his brother, slowly rebuilding their lost bond such that casually hanging out as siblings do was no longer tense or awkward.

Lunch had been with the RFA, Yoosung clearly itching to let slip the surprise party everyone had been planning behind the twins back, his excuse to drag Saeyoung away from his new place (closer to you and Saeran, and this time with actual windows compared to the large bunker of prior) had been flimsy and you could tell by Saeyoungs laugh he knew what was up, but by his gleaming eyes behind the striped glasses that he was eternally grateful for such a normal life he didn't fear slipping away from him.

Saeran was often innocent to things around him, but you suspected he knew. Something in his smile and glance to you as you offered your own reasoning as to why he should also spend some time with you and leave the remaining members to do... something...? No, no, doesn't matter what let's leave them too it, okay? :)

Now you just spent a short moment in his arms, your head resting on his chest to hear his steady heartbeat in sync with yours, your hands entwined, his left hand in your right, the wedding ring cool and comforting against your skin. You had some time before the party, and the warm summer always led to sleepy afternoons of laying together and whispering softly, or taking short naps in your bedroom with the windows open, or laying under clear blue skies like right now.

You look over at him, and like he knew you would before the idea even entered your mind he turned to meet your loving gaze. You hand reached up to brush against his soft skin, noting how much brighter it was compared to how pale and tired he was upon first meeting him, dark under eyes replaced with rosy cheeks and the very few freckles you could only see if you were constantly looking at him (which you were). His movements were more confident, reaching to press a kiss to your forehead and then to your lips once you leaned up softly in quiet request, smiling at you as you parted.

"My God, I am so in love with you, Saeran. I love you so much, happy birthday my love."

And he smiles even wider hearing your words, he smiles because he believes it, because he can believe it without the nagging fear of you lying or planning to leave him. "I love you eternally, my love."

[password-door-lock]

“What… is going on?” You find yourself asking. You feel it’s a pretty fair question, all things considered. After all, it stands to reason that this situation isn’t giving you very much to work with in the way of context clues. 

Saeran adjusts his ruffled kerchief, as if this might be the object of your inquiry. “Oh… this is my outfit for the anniversary party.” He drops into an elaborate (and clearly rehearsed) curtsy before offering his hand to you. “What do you think, darling?” His lips, glimmering with peachy gloss, are drawn into a knowing smirk. 

“I think,” your voice is still low with the gravel of sleep when you take his hand. In your defense, you did not expect to come downstairs on the morning of your RFA anniversary to find your husband clad in a maid’s uniform. “You look… really good.” 

You chide yourself internally for your awkwardness, but Saeran doesn’t seem to mind. “Thank you very much, my love.” He giggles, leading you over to the kitchen table and dropping your hand so he can pull out your chair. You notice that he has not only prepared an elaborate breakfast for you, but also taken the time to lay out a brand new tablecloth and filled a vase with fresh flowers from his garden. The soft pink petals are still damp with morning dew. “I’ll bring you your breakfast.”

Several questions rise to your mind at once as you sit down. You settle for the most straightforward one first. “You made breakfast already? How long have you been up, honey?” 

Saeran seems to consider the inquiry as he drapes a cloth napkin over your lap. You weren’t even aware that you owned cloth napkins— did he buy one just for this, or did he steal it from the party hall? “Three hours now,” he decides. “I also cleaned the living room, but I wanted to wait until you got up to vacuum.” He pushes your chair in for you, inexplicably making you blush.

“Why?” You find yourself asking— not that you’re complaining. As much as you want to spoil him rotten, you can admit that it’s exciting to have Saeran waiting on you this way. Considering you’ll be wearing a similar ensemble at this afternoon’s party, you can easily see yourself returning the favor for him after the event. Already, you’re thinking of chores you might be able to do in this manner— the grout in the bathroom needs touching up, and you know that Saeran isn’t fond of the task. Maybe you could work with that.

“Well… I needed to break in the shoes.” Again with that knowing smirk. 

You can’t help but follow your curiosity down with your gaze. You’ll have time later to process the fact that Saeran is wearing thigh-high stockings, complete with graceful, silky pink bows, the ends of which peek out from under the lacy hem of his skirt. As promised, he is wearing new shoes: a pair of pink kitten-heel pumps. “Okay,” you breathe. It’s just that you’re having a hard time making the connection between Saeran’s new shoes and his decision to surprise you this way. You suppose that might just be because you’re flustered— and flustered you are. Your husband always looks pretty, but the ruffled uniform is an interesting change of pace from his typical button-downs and slacks.

“Is something wrong, my love?” Saeran asks, though you know the question isn’t genuine. He’d probably drop the act if he thought something was seriously bothering you. “Why don’t you have some breakfast? I’m sure you’ll feel better after you eat. And let me know if something isn’t to your liking— I wouldn’t want you to have anything less than the best as long as I’m taking care of you. I’ll be happy to do whatever you tell me.” This, too, sounds rehearsed. You smile a little at the mental image of Saeran practicing this small, polite speech while dusting bookshelves in the living room, waiting for you to wake up. Then, as an afterthought, he adds, “Now, my love, if you need me for anything, I’ll be washing the dishes.” 

“What? No you won’t.” It slips out with your good-natured laughter before you can think of what else to say. If he’s been working like this all morning, then he deserves a break, uniform or no. “Come eat with me, please, baby.”

“Oh.” Saeran blinks at you a few times before your words seem to sink in. Were you too mean? You didn’t speak harshly at all, but perhaps you crossed a line by shooting down Saeran’s idea. You just hated the thought of him working and going hungry while you eat breakfast alone, regardless of the fantasy that he’s trying to create. Maybe it would be better if you explain— “If that’s what you want, my love. I was going to eat after I got done with the dishes... but I'll do whatever makes you happy, instead.”

My love. He delivers the term of endearment with enough reverence to rival my lady, my lord, or perhaps even your highness. You suppose you can't really blame him for wanting to wait on you; after all, you love him just as much as he loves you, and you're looking forward to the chance to return the favor later today. When that time comes, you'll make sure he doesn't need to lift a finger while you see to his every need. But for now...

“Please come sit,” you coax him over. “I don’t want you to get overworked, especially since you’ll be on your feet all day at the party.” 

“Of course, my love.” Saeran establishes himself obediently in the chair across from you, not even bothering to grab a plate. He did say he’d do anything you told him, didn’t he? “Whatever you say.” He regards you fondly. 

You stand up and move to the cupboard, where you procure a plate and a glass for Saeran. You already know that he’ll want juice with his breakfast. On your way back to your seat, you grab some utensils for him from the drawer by the sink. “Let's have a nice meal together before we have to start working. The dishes can wait,” you announce in a pantomime of an authoritative tone, broken just occasionally by stray bouts of laughter. Two can play at this game, after all— and you’re confident that Saeran will dish it out as well as he takes it when you flip the script on him after the party. 

You don’t miss the blush that rises to his face at your words. It compliments the pink ruffles on his kerchief very well. “As you wish,” he breathes, helping himself to some waffles. “My love.” 

[tiresomeimagination]

I’m learning Spanish right now so I’ve been thinking a lot about the wacky ways Saeyoung would probably try to help you improve your language skills. In this context, italicized dialogue means it’s being spoken in the target/foreign language! Also the small marked off section is supposed to imply it’s over the messenger. Anyways, this was just a short silly idea I had lolol.

~~~~~

"What'cha working on there?"

came the voice of your boyfriend as he peered over your shoulder to catch a peek at what you seemed so involved in studying at the table.

You chuckled as his fiery curls entered the edge of your vision and you felt him leaning against you. "I've just got to get through this next chapter," you explained, lifting your textbook and turning it so he could read the title. You were taking a foreign language class and it was already so much to remember.

His face lit up at the sight of the title, recognizing the language immediately. "Oh! I know that one! it's pretty easy once you practice it enough."

"Yeah... it's just tough to keep up with the practice I guess..." You groaned, rubbing your face tiredly.

He hummed in thought, absentmindedly resting his hand on your shoulder. "hmm... how about I give you a hand?"

"Uh... well, I guess it would help to drill some stuff with somebody. I'll have a test coming up soon and I'm not sure if I'm ready…" you admitted, assuming he was offering to go through flashcards with you or something.

He gave you a confident grin. "Oh don't worry! You'll be acing your tests in no time after we're done!"

If you had known what he really meant by this, you probably wouldn't have accepted his interference so readily. But it was too late. The gears were already turning and he knew exactly what he was going to do to help you.

You didn't notice the change right away. You got up the next morning and went through your usual routine. It wasn't until you opened the fridge and pulled out a drink that you spotted something so strange you had to do a double take. 

The label was in a different language.

"...What…??" You breathed out, your brain struggling to catch up to what was happening. You pulled out a different bottle from the fridge, eyes widening as you found its label had also changed languages.

After a few minutes of rummaging through the cabinets, you realized just about everything had been relabeled in your target language. Once you reassured yourself that you had not gone crazy in your sleep, you came to the conclusion that only one person could be responsible for pulling off something of this scale.

"Saeyoung!!" You called out.

It wasn't long before the culprit in question came strolling in at your call. "Yesss, my honey?" he greeted you casually, and it took you a moment to register that he was speaking your target language.

"Saeyoung, what in the world is going on??" You huffed.

"Immersion really is one of the best learning tools, Y/N. Trust me, I had to pick up a lot of languages on pretty short notice with the agency," he explained, shrugging.

You frowned, brows furrowing. "I understood next to none of that." You grumbled unhappily, hoping he would get the idea and go back to talking normally.

Instead he just laughed, ruffling your hair teasingly. "You'll get the hang of it!"

Oh you were going to kill him.

— — — —

[Jaehee] "I can't help but notice that Y/N has been speaking strangely in the messenger today."

[Yoosung] "I noticed that too! I wonder if their phone keyboard is broken."

[Y/N] "Help!! Saeyoung change me messenger. Language stuck!! No use good T-T"

[Jaehee] "...I'm sorry, Y/N. I can't understand what you're trying to say. There's something wrong with your copy of the messenger?"

[707] "Don't worry, they're fine lolol. They're just using a special version today."

[Y/N] "fix language set!! >:( no more help;;"

[707] "You're doing great, honey! ^^"

— — — —

You tossed your phone aside with an aggravated groan. Your entire version of the RFA messenger had been switched to your target language, but only on your end. Part of you couldn't help but admire the effort Saeyoung must have put into all of this…but that didn't change the fact that it wasn't exactly the kind of studying you had in mind.

"Aww, is my grumpy little kitty getting tired?" You heard Saeyoung coo from his place beside you on the couch as he wrapped an arm around you.

You just pouted at him, your brain too tired to try decoding all his words.

He chuckled at your expression, leaning in closer. "You did really good today. But of course I already knew my 606 was smart, hehe..." he breathed out softly, finally speaking normally again, much to your relief.

You couldn't stop the bashful smile that spread across your face at his gentle teasing and tender praise.

Your flustered look only spurred him on. He slid closer and leaned towards your ear, slipping effortlessly back into your target language and whispering, "There aren't enough languages in the world to tell you how you make me feel, you know. I love you, agent 606~"

You shivered slightly at the feeling of his breath, recognizing at least one particular phrase in that. Before you could form a coherent response, he brought his lips to yours in a gesture that needed no translation. Maybe his way wasn’t so bad after all if you got rewards like this.

[xelasrecords]

Mystic Messenger Fic Masterlist

HAN JUMIN

All That Glitters - angst

All that glitters is not gold. An arranged marriage brings out the worst in Aecha and Jumin, and witnessing him fall for someone he can’t have may just be her tipping point.

The Oasis Is Beautiful From Up Close - smut, fluff

Jumin, you, and Jihyun are having an intimate photography session and fooling around because you and your lovers are no longer at death’s door.

The Final Night - angst, smut

V has betrayed RFA for Rika and sided with Mint Eye. Jumin believes he can change V’s mind in the confrontation tomorrow, while MC prepares to leave her forbidden love for duty. Tonight is the last night they get to share their life just as they are.

Violent Need - smut, angst

Attempting to kill herself to hurt Jumin has consequences. MC is about to find out what.

Secrets and Sacrifices - angst, smut

Jumin and you make sacrifices for the RFA. You don’t know how much more you can take, but Jumin does not plan to let you out of his sight. Secret Ending AU where the secrets drag on and relationships are more complicated.

As One So Half - angst

Jumin goes to V’s house after burying him, marking the first time he visits without his friend waiting on the porch. Based on the Secret Ending with some changes, most notably the MC being romantically involved with Jumin instead of Saeyoung. How differently would Jumin grieve if he had someone by his side?

Tea! Would You Like Some? - fluff

High-quality time shared between two people highly stupid about their feelings. And for each other.

All That Is Lost - angst

Jumin is dying from cancer and there is nothing else you can do but wait. Featuring a minor appearance from Jihyun.

As Daylight Comes - fluff, comfort

Jumin and MC have been married for a while, and their friendship with Jihyun is stronger than ever, so what better way to spend their morning together than to have breakfast with a side of teasing and musing on life?

The Love We Live For - comfort, fluff

Jihyun comes home injured so MC and Jumin fuss over him. MC’s love for them is romantic and reciprocated, while Jihyun and Jumin’s love is platonic. The idea for this came when I replayed Jihyun’s route and realised I couldn’t choose between them. I want to feel loved and admire their love. Everything else comes after. I hope this story will make you feel loved too.

Wedding Scene - angst, comfort

Sometimes good things come to an end. Although you don’t love them anymore, you can still want the best for them. Can be read as the continuation of Greatest Kindness.

Thank You for the Food - fluff

Living alone is fun and liberating until you fall sick and there’s no one to ask for help when you’re too tired to cook or fetch your own food. This is a lighthearted wintry story for anyone who needs a holiday pick-me-up.

Greatest Kindness - angst

A breakup doesn’t have to be filled with anger, tears or regret to be awful. One of the worst kinds is the quiet one, where the love has died for one side, and the other cannot do anything but accept it. Wedding Scene can be read as the continuation of this.

Wedge the Knife Under My Skin - smut, angst

A grotty cheating tale on an unnamed deadbeat boyfriend with Jumin, inspired by High Infidelity by Taylor Swift.

Cold Wrath - angst

How controlling tendencies can manifest in a relationship where two people experience control in polar opposite ways. What is security for one could be a threat to another.

In the Dead of Night, You Bring Me Back Alive - comfort, fluff

What if you're not insecure about attending the high society parties that being in Jumin's life entails? What if instead of floundering at a public event and waiting for a rich man to rescue you, you could stand on your own? Featuring an after-party scene where you and Jumin share quiet meandering conversations and find peace in them. Hope you enjoy reading this as much as I did writing it.

The Worth of Gifts - fluff

This is basically a love letter to Jumin because that one line that he said in his route lives in my head rent-free.

V | KIM JIHYUN

The Oasis Is Beautiful From Up Close - smut, fluff

Jumin, you, and Jihyun are having an intimate photography session and fooling around because you and your lovers are no longer at death’s door.

Locus of Pain - smut, angst, comfort

MC doesn’t tell Jihyun she’s hurt. He finds out anyway.

All That Is Lost - platonic angst

Jumin is dying from cancer and there is nothing else you can do but wait. Featuring a minor appearance from Jihyun.

As Daylight Comes - platonic fluff, comfort

Jumin and MC have been married for a while, and their friendship with Jihyun is stronger than ever, so what better way to spend their morning together than to have breakfast with a side of teasing and musing on life?

The Love We Live For - comfort, fluff

Jihyun comes home injured so MC and Jumin fuss over him. MC’s love for them is romantic and reciprocated, while Jihyun and Jumin’s love is platonic. The idea for this came when I replayed Jihyun’s route and realised I couldn’t choose between them. I want to feel loved and admire their love. Everything else comes after. I hope this story will make you feel loved too.

Haven Burning - smut, angst

Jihyun is sorry that he keeps wanting more from you while you’re sorry that you can’t give him enough, so both of you try to make up for it in your own way.

AESTHETIC

Jihyun x MC x Jumin OT3 Aesthetic