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cafedanslanuit · 5 years ago

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Home || Jumin x MC - One shot

genre: angst, some fluff.

summary: You are staying at Jaehee’s after Jumin did something that made you really angry. While staying there, you start feeling sick and end up at the hospital. What you first thought was nothing to worry about, quickly turns into a nighmare that could change your relationship.

warnings: not graphic, but the story discusses blood and miscarriage

You weren’t really broken up.

Not really. Your things were still at the penthouse and you really weren’t planning on picking them up, but you were still mad at him. Until you could work those feelings out, the best way to avoid your boyfriend for a while. Thankfully, Jaehee had been kind enough to let you crash on her couch. It wasn’t really uncomfortable, but it smelt funny. You thought it was because of Jaehee’s habit of snacking while watching Zen’s musicals. Maybe there were some crumbles between the pillows, because every time you woke up, you were so disgusted by the smell it made your head twirl.

You loved Jumin. You really did, but you couldn’t help being so angry with him. You wanted you go to the penthouse, talk to him about what happened and fix things up, but you knew you couldn’t do this if you were still as angry and resentful as you were. You needed a couple of days away to melt down your rage and also to teach Jumin the weight of his actions.

That day, you were having breakfast on the kitchen table as you read some news on your Twitter feed. Jaehee had already gone to C&R, asking you if you wanted to send Jumin a message. You knew it wasn’t she didn’t want you there, but she had mentioned Jumin looked restless, more irritated and didn’t have the capacity to focus as much as he did before. You told her, yet again, you didn’t have anything to tell him. She nodded, pursing her lips and went to work.

When you finished eating breakfast, you decided to help a little by cleaning the house. You put on your headphones and started sweeping the living room. Just as you were almost done with it, a known song started playing, making you stop your movements to listen to it. Obviously Je Te Veux by Erik Satie had to come up on your playlist while you were trying your best at being mad with the man who had presented that song to you.

“Fuck you, Jumin Han” you muttered as you started sweeping more angrily than before.

You knew he hadn’t meant to hurt you, but he had. You knew it was part of his work, but maybe it shouldn’t be anymore. Or maybe… maybe you could adapt to it? You didn’t know what was the right answer. And when you knew it, you would return to Jumin’s apartment, if he’d still have you. A knot formed on your throat. Yeah, he would take you back. You were sure.

Almost sure.

As you were done with sweeping, you started cleaning the bathroom. That was when you first felt wetness between your legs. You checked the date and realized it was your period. Thankfully, Jaehee’s bathroom was equipped with pads, so you had no problem with washing your panties and putting a pad on a fresh pair. You kept doing the cleaning, thankfully not having any cramps yet. Half an hour later, you went to the kitchen, where you started washing all the dishes and putting everything in its place. You went to the bathroom again and realized there was a medium sized blood clot resting on your pad. You furrowed your eyebrows. You hadn’t experienced anything like that before, well, at least not a clot that big. It was probably the size of your thumb. You changed pads again, also noticing you were having a heavier period than usual.

You went back to cleaning, but an hour after that, you went to the bathroom again to find yourself in the same situation. This time, you knew something was wrong. But you didn’t like the idea of going to a hospital. Yes, your period was definitely heavier than usual but that didn’t mean it was worth a hospital visit. You changed pads, trying not to notice the clot was bigger this time.

Half an hour later, your pad was fully damped again. You felt like calling Jaehee, but that would mean Jumin would have to know about her hospital visit and you didn’t feel like seeing him in that moment. Especially not in this vulnerable moment. You changed your pad again and stuffed some more in your purse. As you were leaving Jaehee’s apartment, you took out your phone and sent a voice message to Zen, avoiding using the RFA messenger app.

“Hey, I’m… I’m okay but I’m going to the hospital. I’m a little scared?” you laughed nervously, hopping on the elevator. “Uhm, I’m having… how should I put this?”

You forgot how awkward it was for you to talk about your period with someone else. And a part of you thought maybe Zen wasn’t the right person after all. He was, after all, someone who wanted to present himself like a knight in shining armor, waiting to rescue their princess. And princesses didn’t talk about period or blood clots.

But fuck it.

“I’m bleeding a lot heavier than usual. Like, a lot. And I’m scared, so I’m going to the emergency room. Just… please tell me everything’s fine?” you added in a small voice.

You sent the message and hopped on a cab. A few minutes later, you received a text that simply read: “Which hospital?”

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“I hate to say this, but maybe you should have gone to that clinic that is a partner of C&R” Zen muttered, letting out a sigh. “They would have called you earlier”

“I hate you for saying that as well” you replied, shifting on your seat.

It had been an hour and a half and you were still on the waiting room and of course, you were still bleeding. It wasn’t the best hospital in town, but you didn’t want to cause a scene in a hospital or clinic C&R had a relationship with. You didn’t want to take the chance of having someone call Jumin and let him know you were there. But you had already gone through two changes already and you were afraid you were going to stain your clothes.

No, not really. The reason you were starting to freak out was because you knew what could be a cause of heavy bleeding. You didn’t want to think it was an option, but you knew there was a possibility it was a miscarriage. You swallowed thick, not wanting to entertain that option. You were young, even younger than Jumin, it didn’t make sense you were suddenly having a miscarriage. You weren’t even sure you had been pregnant. You couldn’t be-- your period wasn’t even late and you weren’t showing any symptoms of pregnancy, you would have noticed if you--

Suddenly, the memory of waking up to a smelly couch made you tense up. What if it really wasn't smelly? What if it was some sort of mild morning sickness? And maybe your bleeding was not actually your period, just an horrid coincidence on that day your body had decided to have a miscarriage. You felt your knee going up and down, not being able to do anything about it.

“MC” Zen insisted. “I can’t take this anymore, we need to go to St. Claire’s. I know it’s owned by C&R but there’s a reason the trust-fund kid always goes there, they treat him like royalty. And you’re whiter than when we first got here. I don’t know what’s going on with you but please, at least let a doctor see you. We need to get out of here” he insisted.

“No. They’re gonna call me any moment now”

“Fuck, MC…” Zen sighed, a hand going through his hair. “I don’t know what happened between you and Jumin, but this is your health that’s at stake. So, listen to me”.

Would Jumin take you back now that you were probably having a miscarriage? Would he blame her? Of course it-- it wasn’t her fault if that was the case but… how would he take it? Would he close himself, not letting her be a part of the grieving? Would he send her back, not wanting to be reminded of having lost his unborn child every time he looked at her?

You realized you were crying when you felt Zen taking your hand into his. You quickly wiped your face with the back of your hand, trying to hide how scared you actually were.

“Jumin, I’m with MC at the hospital downtown” you turned your head quickly at Zen’s voice and shook your head, trying to make him stop. “We’ve been waiting too long for a doctor, but…” you unsuccessfully tried to take away his phone. “Stop” Zen warned you. He went back to his phone call, “We’re going to St. Claire’s, tell them MC is on the way and she needs a doctor right now”.

Zen made a pause while you hid your face on your hands, hating how the situation had gone out of control. “Yes, send an ambulance. She’s not critical but she’s too weak for me to take her on my motorcycle”. Zen hung up his phone and helped her stand up, leaving the emergency room and heading towards the hospital entrance.

“Why would you do that?” you complained, taking your arm away from Zen, but still walking alongside him. “I told you I didn’t want him involved in this!”

“Look, babe, sorry but I wished you could look at yourself. You’re really pale, you’re losing more and more blood and while I hate that Jumin practically bought a clinic just so he didn’t have to wait, I don’t care if it means you’re getting that treatment too”.

You sighed and nodded, defeated. You were surprised you hadn’t felt dizzy or felt any sort of pain since all this nightmare had started. You just felt anxious about the possible miscarriage you could be having.

Ten minutes later, an ambulance from St. Claire’s clinic arrived at the front of the hospital. You reluctantly entered the ambulance, the paramedics asking you thousand of questions and already connecting you to some machines to see how you were doing. Zen told you he was going to follow the ambulance with his motorcycle, only obtaining a nod as an answer from you.

You explained your situation to the paramedics, who asked you to lay down so you could rest until you arrived to the clinic. There was a woman who had the softest voice and assured you you were doing just fine, but they could see what was exactly the problem once you arrived to the clinic. She kept trying to engage in conversation with you, trying to ease your mind about everything.

“Is it… a miscarriage?” you asked in a soft voice. The woman pursed her lips and you felt yourself breaking a little.

“We don’t know yet. We’ll know once we get there, don’t worry” she said.

She kept talking, trying to ease you but you couldn’t listen anything further than they didn’t know if you was losing your child or not. You didn’t care about anything else.

Before you thought, the ambulance came to a stop and when they opened the doors, you recognized the two tall men standing in front on the ambulance, one with black hair the the other one with silver hair.

You escaped from Jumin’s gaze, but perfectly heard him questioning the paramedics what was wrong with you. You didn’t understand a lot of what they were saying, but you did get to hear “gynecorrhagia”. What a wonderful way to put a name to something just so they didn’t have to say they didn’t know what caused it.

The paramedics helped you sit on a wheelchair and you were rushed into the clinic. Not even a minute later, you were in front of the gynecologist office. You heard the nurse explain to Zen and Jumin that he was the head of the Gynecology Department, and that they were prepping the room for you. You heard your boyfriend make further questions but even though his tone was firm and stern, you could tell how his voice wavered just a bit on the end of his sentences. He was scared. Maybe because he also knew what it could mean?

“The doctor’s ready for you” you head the nurse say to you, making you snap your head to her direction, startled. You nodded and you felt her wheeling you to the office. You looked around, seeing you were in a small hall rather than an office. You were helped out of your chair and once again, you felt yourself completely wet with blood. The nurse guided you to a small bathroom and gave you a hospital robe, instructing you to change into it.

Once in the bathroom, you took the chance of cleaning yourself up before changing into the robe. You looked at yourself in the mirror and realized Zen was right: you were in fact very pale. You washed your hands thoroughly and got out of the bathroom, where the nurse was waiting for you.

“I’m scared of staining these” you confessed, following the nurse to another door, presumably the actual doctor’s office.

“Don’t be, please. You’re going through a hard time, don’t think about that. Besides, those are disposable” she explained with a soft smile. You smiled back. “Do you wish anyone to accompany you inside the office?” she asked, before opening the door.

In that situation, honestly you couldn’t think why it was even an option. There was only one person you wanted by your side in that moment.

When you entered the office, the doctor smiled warmly at you and showed you to the examination gurney. She started asking you questions about everything, her soothing voice calming your nerves. You heard a knock on the door and then the nurse’s voice announcing Jumin was there. Thanking the gurney was not in front of the door and you were covered from shoulders to knees, you turned your head towards the door, looking at an awkward Jumin standing there, waiting for an indication.

“Hey” you muttered softly. Jumin looked at you, and for the first time, you could see how scared he was. He was doing his best at trying to hide it, but the way his legs were shifting his weight and how he was incessantly twisting his own fingers gave him away. “Come here” you said, holding out a hand for him. He walked to you, standing on your side while the doctor turned on one of her machines and put on a pair of gloves. Jumin took your hand and you squeezed it, trying to calm both of you.

The doctor warned you, but you still felt some discomfort when you felt the head of the ultrasound scanner entering you. You saw some incomprehensible black and white figures on the screen, wondering if you were supposed to see something.

“Well, I don’t see anything” she commented, making you heart sink.

“I lost it?” you quickly asked, your voice breaking down. Your hold on Jumin’s hand tightened and so did his, but you couldn’t bear to look at him in the eye yet.

“Lost? No, don’t worry. You didn’t have a miscarriage. The blood they took from you on the ambulance shows you weren’t pregnant at all” she explained. You felt your soul return to your body and pulled Jumin’s hand in front of your mouth, pressing light kisses to the back of his hand, whispering soft nothings, almost like a thankful prayer.

“So why did she…?” Jumin asked, his voice more neutral now.

“It was probably an hormonal imbalance” the doctor said, removing carefully the scanner. “Right now I’m going to ask for some IV for her so the bleeding stops. Then we’re going to do an exam on her hormonal levels so we can recommend some medicine in case she needs it”.

“Just like that? She’s… okay? She’s been bleeding all morning” Jumin interfered. You knew he did it out of worry, like a part of him wanted to be entirely sure you were healthy.

“The woman’s body is full or mysteries, Mr. Han” the doctor commented. “I’ve seen this before. In most women’s, is a once in a lifetime scenario, and they never present that problem again. Some may not even need medicine on the long run, but I’m still going to order every exam I can think of so we make sure she’s completely fine” she assured him.

You turned around and looked at Jumin, who still didn’t look convinced.

“Jumin” you said, his eyes looking right into yours. “I’m okay. You can rest now”. He pressed a kiss on the top of your forehead while you kissed his hand again. You felt incredibly happy to have him by your side, knowing you hadn’t lost anything and neither of you were going through that kind of pain.

The doctor excused herself, leaving the room as she gave the nurse some instructions you thought were about the IV she had mentioned.

“When the IV’s done… I want to come back to the penthouse” you said softly, looking at Jumin’s hand. You felt him chuckle and softly moved your chin so you could look at him. God, why did he have to look so handsome?

“Yes, of course. We’ll return home after this”

You felt your cheeks heating at the thought of the penthouse being ‘home’ for both of them.

“But…” you started. You smile on Jumin’s face wavered a little, but still let you continue. “I still don’t like when those women flirt at you. I know it’s part of your job and I know it’s not like you flirt with them, but it still hurt when I saw that woman with her hand on your arm, trying to gain something”

“I used to do that. A lot, I… I always let women invested in the corporate world to flirt with me when there was something for C&R to gain. I would, at best, use some gentleman mannerisms to keep that going. But I don’t think that’s something I want to keep doing” Jumin stated. He brought closer both of your hands and kissed the back of your hand, making you smile. “I’ve already told you I want to marry you. I agreed to your request about waiting at least a year before I officially ask you, but I can’t see how I would change my mind. With each day that goes by, I am only reassured with my desire to make you my wife. But I didn’t take your feelings into consideration with the way I used to run deals. I like to believe I’ve made my work known in C&R enough to stop using antique ways to make deals go through instead of trusting my negotiating abilities. MC, I can promise I won’t do that again”.

“Thank you” you smiled. “Now, please kiss me”

Jumin didn’t wait long before bending down and kissing you softly on the lips. Not being able to kiss that man for almost two weeks was definitely torture, not something you’d ever want to be without again. You were five months into the year you had asked Jumin to wait, but if he kept being such an extraordinary man like this, you were seriously thinking about cutting that time in half.

Once he stood up again, you noticed a playful smile on his lips.

“Now that you mention it, you called Zen before calling me?” he asked, arching one eyebrow.

“Hey, want me to go back to Jaehee’s?” you threatened playfully, making him chuckle.

The nurse returned to the room and helped you stand up, giving you a fresh robe for you to change.

“How are you feeling?” she asked.

“Better” you admitted. You looked back at Jumin and smiled. “But right now I just want to go home”.

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marshmallowprotection · 4 years ago

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Kait Reacts To The AE 4/?

Hi! These reactions are written out every time a Chatroom opens and it’s done over the course of the day. So, you’re watching me react in real time as it is for me. So, Spoilers AHOY. Expect Another post like this later today, there is just too many chats to put it all in one post. So, hey, if you click this, you’re opening yourself to spoilers, you make the choice.

[00:23 + Visual Novel]

Hey, hey, hey, it looks like Saeran leaving the chat open was a good thing. It was my hope that it was going to do something like this by him leaving it open because there was only one way this is going. I knew that his brother wasn't going to be able to get a hold of his phone in the situation that he was in and if he did, it wasn't going to be pretty. I know that we got a frantic text from him earlier but it was very vague and he told us not to do anything or come for him. So I'm pretty sure that he's not going to be happy that we're coming for him none the less. It is how to be able to talk to Vanderwood like this, it's been a while. I think the last time consistently that we had contact with them where we interacted with them was during V Route. Ah, Remember When that CG made everyone go crazy?

I honestly wasn't sure that it was sent first to be honest with you and I was kind of concerned that it was the boss. But, we know that tone of voice and that way that they freeze themselves so it kind of took away some of the anxiety that I was feeling.

Vanderwood feels very clearly guilty over what happens because they do continue to apologize to us about it and it's just kind of what they have to do, at least that's what they say. As I said before they were given this Mission without a choice and they make a point to us very clearly that they have no control over it and said we need to stop while we're ahead. Saeran doesn't want to run away or give up anymore. He wants to be able to make his life what he wants it to be and for it to be that he needs to be able to help his brother.

Vanderwood basically spent the rest of the chat telling us about how they view Saeyoung. But, they were talking about him in the past tense because he's likely not to make it to the morning in their opinion. They basically say that we need to turn around right now and run away. They say that they have been the agency for over 12 years and that just makes me wonder about their age even more. I want to say early 30s? They're clearly trying to do their best with what they have on that situation because they need to delete the call log and everything before the boss is it because they have to hand over the phone. So I don't know what we're going to do next with the chat room. I don't know if we can reason with Vanderwood.

They care about Seven but they're not willing to die for him. Saeran begs for anything but they leave.

And then, onto the Visual novel. Saeran comes back to our room and we are fast asleep now. He said he should have hurried but he's happy to lay here with us while he can. There's a lot on his mind, so many ideas and... he is forlorn with so much right now. He doesn't know what he is going to do. He only knows that he feels like he can strive forward because we believe in him and that helps him believe in himself.

In the end, he decides that he doesn't want to run away even though he's scared. He's come to the point where he wants to be able to talk to his brother and work past what happened and what was forced upon him and that's a really big step from where he once was. He knows that he may not be able to handle his trauma response but he wants to try. He wants to give it a chance and he wants to see things through fruition. He really does and as he lays here with the player, the only thing he could think about is how he doesn't want this moment to end and for things to move forward because that means that he's going to have to face his demons. But, he'll do it. He'll do it as long as you're there with him.

[02:22]

I woke up in a daze at four in the morning to do this chat and got seven hearts and one hourglass out of it. I wasn’t all that surprised when it came to what was happening to be honest with you. I knew that once we have Vanderwood around it was going to be... getting serious and now we’ve hit that wall that says that we need to get them to help us. Saeran knows that we need more help but we can’t turn back to C&R or the RFA because they’re still asleep.

There’s only so much that we can do right now and that worries me.

Saeran has really hit that point where he needs to admit that we need help, and he wants to make things right with Saeyoung. I’m happy that he wants to try in a lot of ways even though he knows that it’s going to hurt him sometimes... he still knows that he have to try. We have to see it through.

Even risking it on Vanderwood.

[8:00]

Zen is awake now. He’s... really shocked about what’s going on and I cannot blame him in the slightest for it. He wishes that he could help us but there’s not a lot that anyone can do. Every time this game says fake news, I cannot. I cannot with this game. I see what they’re saying and it only makes me wanna throttle Saejoong with my bare hands. That’s what’s gonna happen before the end of the day, I swear to God. I just hate bad dads. I hate people with this much vitriol in their hearts.

Jaehee and Jumin are still not awake and we have to point out that since they aren’t around, the rumor mill is only going to get worse. I’m worried about them and I’m worried about our friends. I want them to be alright but I know that we are well from out of the woods on this. I’m just happy to talk to Zen, he’s always my trust knight in shining armor. He wants to help us, and honestly, when he said that he never would have let us leave like we did...

I know he’s right. He’s almost in shock over V... and Rika.

It’s the calm before the story. Here comes the visual novel and I really think this is a bad ending that people have been hitting? Can someone tell me if the novel from this hour is a bad ending point? I passed this branch but I don’t know. I’ve been logging what I can about where I think BEs are but I know that I won’t know until I actually hit one. Here’s hoping that I can get this right the first time. If not, well, this blog is gonna be quiet for a WHILE.

And boy, howdy, this visual novel fucked me up.

We’re going into the apartment.

Well, we’re going into the apartment. We have the code and everything and it’s going to be... something. I knew that I couldn’t let him go in there alone because I feared it would spark the BE that I assume is there. So, I went with him and I refused to let him suffer this weight alone. So, hold your breath and here we go into hell. I was worried that Saeyoung wasn’t... okay.

The Prime Minister is gone. Saeyoung is here. We have a discussion about what is really going on. What the deal was and let me fucking tell you that I fucking screeched. I knew it I was right. I knew I was right. All I have to say is that I just fucking knew it. I knew it and I hate that.

I knew that Rika and V were going to do something like this. I didn’t want to think that V was going to do this. I didn’t want to say that Rika was going to use them or kill them to gain her safety from hell but yeah, I knew that it was possible and that was my worst case scenario.

It’s Bad Ending 3 all over again where we have a puppet king. I’ll get to that in a second. Saeyoung is in shock to see his brother and I just... I had to take a moment when i was playing because he was crying, Saeran was on edge, and I was on the brink of tears myself to see them together again. However, I knew that we weren’t going to be able to save him today. My worst thought was Rika AND V using the boys for their own gains. V already went down but while I’m seeing him as the tragic martyr, I really don’t know what I’m supposed to think if he’s willing to do this for Rika.

This is why I tell you to never trust Rika. This is why I said over and over again that it was a trap and she was lying. It’s always about Rika. I don’t care what she intended, this deal with the boss and the Prime Minister was made so they could be puppets. Saeyoung and Saeran were to be used as a ploy to make everyone hate C&R and give power back to Saejoong and the agency.

I’m fucking livid.

However, we came with Saeran, he wasn’t knocked out, and this is why Rika and V kept saying “You’ll be happy even without Saeran” and “I wished that the haven Saeran had with you would be nice but...” Nope. Both of you on literally on my throttle list right now. I don’t know if V would try to help them but how can he at that point? V, you’re driving me nuts. I don’t want to hate you as well but you are giving me a fucking headache. I already know I can’t trust Rika. I can’t believe you’ve made me never want to trust you again, and you’ve always been on thin ice with me.

What’s worse, is that I knew what was coming after this.

Saeyoung’s deal is that Saeran goes free. As long as Saeran is free, then he will... suffer. He will suffer and play the role until he dies to ensure that his brother can live. There’s tears in his eyes but he’s accepted this fate, he wants Saeran to be happy and free so he’s going to be a puppet for the Prime Minister, Rika, and more. What’s more, is that he’s going to destroy C&R with a secret he knows about them to ensure that Saeran can leave, that we can leave this him and ensure he’s safe and happy.

Saeyoung would do anything for his brother, and Saeran knows with tears in his eyes that his brother hasn’t changed. He’s still in there. That hatred that was put on him was... not okay. He knows, he can see it in his heart that he can’t be mad with his brother right now. He wants to save him but here Saeyoung is again, about to give up everything for him.

Saeyoung would do anything. Anything. For his brother. That kind of love is... I don’t know. It’s strong and true. He knows that by doing this, it means that his friends will suffer the most. He knows that... everyone will hurt, but he has to do this for Saeran. He has no choice. We have no choice. He has to be a puppy, and he tries to reassure Saeran... tries to make sure that he knows that he loves him and that he’s happy he’s safe and...

I cannot express most of my thoughts. I’m crying?

Saeyoung feared that Saeran hated him all this time because he left him behind but he sees us with Saeran, and he decides that we’re a good person. He trusts us with him and he wishes us the best. Then, he makes sure that we leave, he gets Vanderwood to take us out. Saeran is in a state of shock about this and he cannot speak, we have to leave with Vanderwood in tow. When we’re gone, Saeyoung says that he won’t do shit until we’re out of the building and gone from here.

“I’ll be your puppet when I know he’s safe.”

“Before I let you do that, tell me about C&R and what you know. You owe me now, so you better pay up.”

I was still in tears when Zen called, but that was more or less him just making sure we were okay and that... you know, Saeyoung... I couldn’t even tell him that we couldn’t save him. I just said, “We WILL save him.” Because, neither Saeran nor I are going to rest here. This is not the end.

[09:45 + Visual Novel]

Alright, I knew that something was going to happen with Vanderwood after this. They kept Saeyoung’s phone. I knew that I could trust my gut with them, I know they won’t die for Saeyoung. However, they’ve been with him long enough that they look out for him like he’s their pesky child. I appreciate that, and God, if you like Vanderwood, you’re just getting fed right now. I honestly love to get more in their head because we hardly ever have gotten a chance for that in the past and it just helps me confirm that they’re such a Tsundere.

I have to agree with them. I know that the agency isn’t going to hold up their end of the deal. People like that? Yeah, no, I can’t count on them. They’ll be sure to go ahead and kill not only Saeran, but us as well. That clears up everything that they could have ever had a problem with. Saeyoung will be a puppet for them as long as he breathes until they don’t need him anymore. And, the agency will kill us and simply tell him that we’re alive.

They’ll likely doctor photos if Saeyoung ever presses, but honestly, I don’t know how could have faith in them knowing about the deal. Even Vanderwood tells us what I suspect.

Yeah, and I know that I’m not wrong about that. People like this are cut-throat and they simply do not care. It’s a short chat and then we jump into the Visual Novel really quick. Saeran is still... having a moment, but we talk it through an he confirms once more that he... knows that Saeyoung wasn’t lying. He could feel it in his heart and see it in his eyes. He blames himself for believing the lies but we reassure him that it’s going to be okay. He was a child. It’s not his fault. He was the one that was tricked and manipulated.

You once again get to decide if you want to abandon everyone or if you want to try to save him. Vanderwood texts you a location to meet and now we’re going to try and meet with them. I decide that we’re not stopping until we’re saving him and Saeran agrees. We can’t let Saeyoung suffer and there’s just too much to leave him. We won’t be safe until we have Saeyoung with us.

And... then we go back to Saeyoung.

He’s playing the part of a puppet. He lies on camera and says everything was just a farce. “I’m not really the son of the Prime Minister. My mom just told me that and I wanted to get his attention, so I acted out like a child the entire time and fortunately, the man has forgiven me for acting like a child.” I’m unable to really focus on this because it really hurts to see Saeyoung like this.

I’m having call backs to Savior Saeran.

I just... it hurts to see this. There’s not a lot to point out here other than the fact that he’s suffering so fucking much. The boss orders Vanderwood to knock him out, and Saeyoung pauses, demanding that he knows that we got away and that we’re safe. The boss says no. Vanderwood quickly flashes the chat log to him and then knocks him out after the boss orders him. This agent is on really thin ice right now but they’re really risking everything to do this. This is a fine line to walk and I’m happy they are on our side for now.

And now as for the secret that we know about C&R?

Oh my God. Jumin was using an implant on Elizabeth whenever something happened as a digital marker for deals and agreement. Nobody would have ever suspected anything at all when Elizabeth was in the room! They merely think that Jumin is just really fond of his cat, and we know that he is, but wow, this man thinks of everything, doesn’t he? They’re about to cat-nap Elizabeth to get their hands on deals, marking, and more. This is everything that C&R has and it isn’t just what the public knows, it’s a mark of everything that happens down to the letter.

They wonder if Saeyoung is lying, though, even though Vanderwood has found a trace.

But...

There’s a phone call with Saeran after this but it’s mostly just us confiding in each other and talking about our next move. We’re going to Vanderwood and we aren’t going to stop until we rescue Saeyoung.

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marveloussupernerd · 4 years ago

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mad woman - Jumin Han

Warnings: a lil angst, linfidelity

Summary: Jumin married Sarah. It was the right business decision to make. But his heart belonged to you. Unsurprisingly, Jumin couldn’t spend his wedding night away from you, especially since you’re the girl he wished he married(female reader). AU where Jumin doesn’t declare his love for you at the RFA party.

You had skipped the wedding. Every RFA member had been invited, of course. You physically couldn’t bring yourself to watch the man you loved get married. You spent the day in the apartment, crying, eating a box of Pizza Hut breadsticks (A/N fun fact when my dad got married for the first time, my mom (who he didn’t marry) sat at home and cried over a box of Pizza Hut Breadsticks LMAO).

You felt sick the whole day. Seven checked in with you about a million times that day, sending memes to make you laugh. As you settled in for the night, right before bed, your phone started ringing. Jumin Han written at the top of your phone. You ignored the call.

He called again. You didn’t answer it. A notification popped up: 1 new voicemail. Jumin. You, as always, loved to see yourself suffer apparently, so you opened it.

“My love. You didn’t come today.” He sounded tired. “I wish you had. The party was miserable without you... but I’m sure it would have been hard. Please don’t forget how much I love you.” His voice sounded hurt, as though he was longing to run to you. “Sarah knows I don’t care for her. I made that evident. Yet she still wants me to sleep next to her tonight.” He sighed. “If i weren’t so tired I don’t think I would be able to sleep at all. I can only dream that it were you next to me tonight, not her. I dreamed I was kissing you during the ceremony. That’s the only way I can get through this hell. I will try calling again tomorrow. Sweet dreams.”

You hated how much you cared for him. Why couldn’t he just refuse the marriage offer? Sure, stock prices are up, his father is happy, but he’s not. Not shocking that Jumin is putting others before himself though. You dialed his number absentmindedly. It took a few rings, but he picked up.

“You’re still awake,” he spoke. He sounded much happier than he did in his voicemail; probably because this time you were actually talking to him.

“I wanted to come... but I couldn’t. I’m sorry,” you tried to explain, tears welling up. It hurt to be away from him. “I love you too much. I don’t think I could watch you... and her.” A sob escaped your mouth. You decided to shut up for now.

He sniffled. “I understand. I miss you. I love you. I need you to know that you are the only one for me. You are the only one who holds my heart.”

“I love you Jumin. So much,” you didn’t try to hide your cries this time around. It hurt. It felt like a stab to the heart, and every second he spoke it hurt worse.

“I’m coming over there.” You heard a rustling on the other end of the call. Was he grabbing his jacket?

“No, Ju- no, you can’t,” you stumbled out. “You’re married. You can’t come visit me like this anymore.”

“Who’s to say?”

You were silent. You wanted to say ME! But also, you were desparate for him. “How would Sarah feel?” You finally mustered.

You heard a door open on his side, water running. “Sarah,” he called. She must have been in the shower.

“Jumin, whatever you’re doing stop...”

“Yes, I’m heading out. Yes I’m going to see her. Order room service for yourself or something.” You heard shrieking. “You wanted this marriage. I told you how I felt about you and how I felt about her.” He was arguing back. You had no words. His voice softened. “Take care of yourself, alright? I’ll be back in the morning.”

“Jumin this is irresponsible. If someone found out.”

“We didn’t include infidelity in the prenuptial agreement,” he stated, matter-of-factly.

“Yes, but your stock would fall like crazy!” You were pacing now.

“I’m used to the ups and downs due to my father’s marriages and affairs and relationships. This is nothing new to me. But also...” you could hear the smile on his face, “I don’t care.”

“You should care,” you yelled. “I’m not worth risking your assets for, Jumin.”

He was quiet again. “Are you angry?”

“Yes. I’ve had an awful day.”

“I’m sorry,” his voice was so gentle and soft. “I truly thought this would make you feel better.”

“Jumin, the love of my life just got married. And now he’s risking it all to come visit me. I’m the other woman! Of course I’m angry!” You sighed. Venting was helping. “I’m just frustrated.”

“I’m outside your door, Honey,” he was calm as always, “I’d like to come in, but only if you want that too.”

You hung up, tossing your phone on the couch, then going to the door and opening it. Jumin did look exhausted, his phone still to his ear, in his fancy pajamas and his pea coat. He looked dumbfounded with how quickly you opened the door.

“Get in here,” you sighed. “You idiot. I love you.”

He walked through the doorway in one stride, kicking the door shut and pulling you in for a passionate kiss, his hands roughly exploring your body. You only pulled away when you were fully out of breath, so dizzy you were worried you’d faint.

“I love you. I love you so much. This whole thing is stupid.” He complained. You couldn’t hide your laughter. The situation at the moment was so crazy it felt like a fever dream, but more notably, Jumin never called things stupid. It was hysterical.

“What is it?” He raised an eyebrow.

“You’re so CUTE!” You squealed, jumping into his arms and giving him the biggest hug you could muster. It was his turn to chuckle this time, hugging you back with just as much affection.

“Can I stay the night tonight? Let’s talk everything through. Sarah, the wedding, you, us...”

“I would ask if you asked Sarah, but I heard some of your conversation over the phone...”

He shrugged off his coat, hanging it on the back of a chair the way he had done so many times in the past few months. “That was quite embarrassing. She knew. She knows. She only married me for money, so who is she to care. As long as I give her a credit card she’ll be happy.”

“I just wish she had someone to make her happy I guess,” you grabbed his hand, leading him gently to your en-suite.

“Yes, me too. She’s not a good person, but she deserves happiness- why are you leading me to your bathroom?” He was very flustered.

You giggled, turning on the sink. “I love you, Honey. But I hate your hair slicked back like that.” You sat on the counter to get a height advantage and began using handfuls of warm water to work out the product in his hair. “Makes you look like an old married man. Makes you look stiff.”

“Well I’d hate to look like that,” he chuckled, focused on you as you ran your fingers through his hair. He shut his eyes, sliding his wedding ring off his finger and placing it on the counter next to you. “What a silly trinket.” He commented, glancing back down at it. “A ring on your finger to symbolize you’re married. Doesn’t say to who. If I was any normal person, nobody would have any idea who I was married to just by looking at my ring. What do you think about getting matching necklaces? Nobody can deny matching necklaces.”

“That’s cute,” you commented. “All done.” You looked back at your work. It was Jumin again, this time his hair was soaking wet and dripping down his forehead. He turned back to your linen closet and grabbed a towel, drying his hair slightly.

“Do I look better now?” He asked, walking back to you to situate himself between your legs.

“You look like my Jumin. Matching necklaces,” you thought aloud, circling back to that subject. “Very nice. Can I help pick them out?”

“So long as it’s something I can wear every day, even in the office and at night. So I can always have a part of you with me.” He picked you up and you wrapped your legs around his waist instinctively. He placed you very carefully in bed and took his spot next to you.

“Well you always have a place, right here, in bed next to me if you’re ever available.” He pulled you right to his chest, stroking your hair. He wasn’t usually this cuddly. It was a nice change, though. “I think we should meet up with Sarah and talk this through. It’s unfair to her to not do so.”

“I don’t want to,” he groaned.

“But you have to. Because I said so.”

He smiled, placing a kiss on the top of your head. “Okay. We’ll do that as soon as possible. Anything to keep you by my side.”

#mystic messenger #mysme #Jumin han #folklore #mad woman

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rayneul · 4 years ago

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Ray Route Bad Ending 3 Guide

(donʼt/never answer messages it give good heart so i suggest dont answer it :))

Day 8 (100%)

01:37 – Rapid Contact

Selection 1 I can’t sleep.

Selection 2 I might need some help now…. (Nothing)

Selection 3 There’s something wrong with the chatroom.

Selection 4 I’m scared…

Selection 5 …. Then what will happen to me?

Selection 6 That’s because I have to keep my promise with Ray… (Ray)

Selection 7 …Did you read what I’ve been writing so far?

Selection 8 I want to go rest now… I’m tired….

Selection 9 Wow…what’s it about? (Nothing)

Selection 10 But right now we have more important matter at hand. (Ray)

Selection 11 I think it’s better not to miss anything that could raise our name value.

Selection 12 I think it all depends on his luck…

Selection 13 But you can’t pessess and actor on stage.

Selection 14 I’m into games.

Selection 15 I’m too scared to sleep alone…

No Caller ID & 707 Calling

- Yes I am… Who is this?

- No recording, please.

- There’s one missing.

- I can’t hear you.

- Was it you just know who pulled the prank?

- What if I get caught lying?

03:46 – What Should I Do with You

Selection 1 Yes…?

Selection 2 I thought you’d be mad if I don’t….

Selection 3 Please don’t play with me….

Selection 4 Okay….

Selection 5 Maybe….

Selection 6 Why would you be mean with food…? (Nothing)

Selection 7 I’ll be good to you!

Selection 8 How can I make you happier?

Selection 9 I’ll get used to it fast….

Selection 10 I’m sorry…

Selection 11 I’ll do anything you tell me… Please don’t throw me away.

Story Mode – This is ridiculous…

- Ray has become different… I was so alarmed.

- No longer here…?

- Can’t you save me…?

Saeran Calling

- It would have been great if I could help you with hacking skills.

- I’m ready.

- I’m drawing it while listening. Keep talking please.

- Don’t imprison me…

07:21 – In My Opinion

Selection 1 Is it because of the governmental commendation? (Nothing)

Selection 2 Seven, you don’t have another you hisdden within, do you…?

Selection 3 It’d be near impossible to win….

Selection 4 Now there’s stronger and smarter hacker. Because the one before him was no good.

Selection 5 I’m scared….

Selection 6 The part will be held, right…?

Selection 7 Hello….

Selection 8 Don’t you think it’s better to accept when an offer is made?

Selection 9 Isn’t it a little suspicious that Seven is against it? I thought he liked anything that’s free.

Selection 10 Please trust Seven a little more. (707)

Selection 11 You didn’t want commendation because of your guilt.

Selection 12

So you don’t deserve the commendation….

Selection 13 I’m going to vote for you!

Selection 14 I think he offered the commendation only because he’s V’s fan.

Selection 15 We will be holding parties, right?

Selection 16 Good idea! (Email from housekeeper)

Selection 17 What files? Are they important? Can you send them to me too?

Selection 18 Have a good one.

Selection 19 You must be feeling awfully sorry.

Selection 20 Are you stitching right now?

Selection 21 Be careful not to prick your finger! (Nothing)

Jumin Calling

- Do you oppose in receiving the government commendation?

- Maybe…because of political reasons?

- Worst scenario?

09:03 – FINALLY

Selection 1 Zen… Can you talk to me..? This is so hard….

Selection 2 Now all you have to do is go out there and show them what you’re made of! (Nothing)

Selection 3 I don’t see anythng noteworthy apart from your face.

Selection 4 Hey…

Selection 5 Sounds delicious…. (Ray)

Selection 6 It feel so good to see someone else showing the evil I can’t….

Selection 7 I think I prefer bad guys.

Selection 8 I’m hungry…

Selection 9 But he added love. You should eat it….

Selection 10 I have a bad feeling about this.

Selection 11 Let’s throw it away and make a new one.

Selection 12 Did the luck really burn…?

Selection 13 Precious is food….

Selection 14 Make sure you’re on time. (Nothing)

Selection 15 Hungry…

Selection 16 Does it really make me lucky?

Selection 17 Can I cut them in chunks? (Nothing)

Selection 18 Yoosung, wanna marry me?

Selection 19 Back there you were neglecting your stew while chatting, weren’t you?

Selection 20 Yoosung, you’re adorable.

Selection 21 I’m going to enjoy it with my bias.

Selection 22 But I can’t even share it. I think I’m getting hungrier…

11:16 – I Really Want to Know!

Selection 1 Did the stew taste good?

Selection 2 I think so… You’ve done well. (Nothing)

Selection 3 Are you just going to leave me here?

Selection 4 There’s not much time. (Ray)

Selection 5 I wonder why you didn’t get a contact, Yoosung… (Nothing)

Selection 6 Why would you want to make sure?

Selection 7 Are you that timid?

Selection 8 I think Seven has so many stories….

Selection 9 Yes, I will. If there’s something I can do. (Ray) Depending on the situation.

Selection 10 Alright. Run along.

Selection 11 Can you call the prosecution series to find me?

Selection 12 Zen… I’m sure it’s nothing! (Ray)

Selection 13 IS this what the lucky stew brought upon you?

Selection 14 This isn’t related to me, is it…?

Selection 15 Didn’t you say V is calling you? (Nothing)

Selection 16 Yes, please do.

Yoosung Calling

- What are you uneasy about, he’s only being interview. Yoosung..did you…did you do something?

- Wow. What if that’s the case? I’m suddenly feeling uneasy too…

13:58 – Very Shocking

Selection 1 This is so shocking.

Selection 2 I’m the one who’s suffering the most…

Selection 3 Are you sure RFA is still innocent?

Selection 4 Or maybe Zen had a stalker.

Selection 5 Long is the pathway of stitching…

Selection 6 Do you think V will be willing to do that?

Selection 7 You’re leaving already?

Selection 8 I’d say it’s 96.74999654%!

Selection 9 Jumin, don’t you have to go now?

Selection 10 Maybe things will turn out the way an authority wants to…

Selection 11 Sure. You need to work anways.

Selection 12 I’ll try.

Jaehee Calling

- If it’s Zen, I don’t think there’s anything to worry about!

- Why don’t you look into it through the intelligence unit?

- I predict it as 99.99%!

16:04 – V’s Decision

Selection 1 I’m nervous….

Selection 2 You mean the hacker’s attack that’s still going on?

Selection 3 Have you now realized that you’re not good enough.

Selection 4 No…. If you cancel the party, then I…

Selection 5 It doesn’t sound completely rational.

Selection 6 You mean we’re not going to hold the party? (Nothing)

Selection 7 No… What if I’m thrown away?

Selection 8 But then won’t that affect the guests in a bad way?

Selection 9 Okay…

Selection 10 For what?

Selection 11 I don’t think I can trust you…

Selection 12 I’m scared… It feels like something will fall upon me.

Selection 13 My introduction to the RFA itself is a secret…. (Ray)

Selection 14 He must have a secret mission of his own….

Selection 15 Doesn’t that mean the messenger will soo be in crisis because of the hacker?

Selection 16 Bye.

Story Mode – Okay, that’s enough edge for today

(Door Opened)

- I don’t deserve to make any thought.

- I…think you’re amazing.

- I don’t deserve to say no.

- Yes…

- Yes.

V Calling

- V…this is tough.

- It’s nothing.

- Would you have made that decision if you were truly worried of me? What are you going to do if I do fall in danger?

18:31 – Sorry. This is all my fault.

Selection 1 Zen! Is your interrogation over? (Nothing)

Selection 2 Since you’re talking about selfies, I’m guessing nothing big happened? (Nothing)

Selection 3 What happened to the rehearsal? (Nothing)

Selection 4 Maybe that’s one of the emergency features of the app. Everything going on in here is confidential, you know? (Nothing)

Selection 5 Probably…..

Selection 6 Seven you must be busy.

Selection 7 There won’t be a party. Looks like I’m not useful anymore.

Selection 8 The party’s intention was never good in the first place…. It’s all V’s fault.

Selection 9 Is this true? (Nothing)

Selection 10 So what did you tell them? (Nothing)

Selection 11 It’s too late. You need to tell us what’s going on.

Selection 12 You sure have a lot of secrets.

Selection 13 Are you running away…? Though that is one option….

Selection 14 Where are you going? (Nothing)

Selection 15 Seven can manage himself. He’ll be fine… right?

Selection 16 Even if you do, he won’t tell you what you want… As always.

Selection 17 Will you come save me if I’m in trouble…?

Zen Calling

- I’m worried that your looks would have deteriorated.

- What’s there to be complicated about? You’re done with the prosecution interview, the party on hold is V’s decision, and Seven… he’ll take care of it himself.

20:48 – Cornered

Selection 1 Didn’t V say that he has a favor to ask you? (Nothing)

Selection 2 Can’t we talk to V to change his mind?

Selection 3 Do you think they’re also watching ‘me?’ (Nothing)

Selection 4 Tell me a secret. Anything is fine. Even if there won’t be a party, I must prove that I’m useful…

Selection 5 What is he up to now?

Selection 6 It’s fairly common to see an innocent people framed after a single wrong move… I should know. (Ray)

Selection 7 V guaranteed my identification. You shouln’t be suspicious of me.

Selection 8 Even if I do something wrong and someone finds out…I’ll be thrown away before someone arrives.

Selection 9 I need to do as they tell me….

Selection 10 Even if I do, I know that you’ll throw me out faster than they can save me.

Selection 11 I’m sorry….

Selection 12 Please don’t do that….

Selection 13 Am I useless now?

Selection 14 What are you going to do to me…?

Selection 15 Please don’t throw me away…

Selection 16 Okay… What do you want me to do?

Selection 17 I’m scared….

Selection 18 …I can only do what I’m told to do anyways.

Selection 19 Okay…. (Nothing)

Selection 20 I’ll try.

707 Calling

- I’ve lost contact with the RFA members! Please let me get in touch!

- Can you hear me? Tell V that we must have the party! If not, I…

22:14 – Treasure

Selection 1 Role play.

Selection 2 Hello…Ray.

Selection 3 Saeran and I are doing well… (Ray)

Selection 4 I don’t remember them very well… I must have forgotten because I’m an airhead.

Selection 5 I think so….

Selection 6 Now I know… That I’m nothing special…

Selection 7 Bye…

Saeran Calling

- I’m not up to something. I’ll here quietly.

- Yes. I understand. Do as you like.

23:39 – Survival of the Fittest

Selection 1 Why won’t you come see me?

Selection 2 I never thought about that. I’m too stupid to reach that part.

Selection 3 Do I deserve to see her…?

Selection 4 Hello, my savoir.

Selection 5 Where is Ray? My savoir! Please love me… Aren’t you the founder of the RFA…? (Ray)

Selection 6 My savoir…?

Selection 7 I made a mistake… Please let me make up for it!

Selection 8 It’s all my fault. I’m an airhead.

Selection 9 So you did save Ray…!

Selection 10 He must enjoy torturing me.

Selection 11 So you’re saying…I am useful, aren’t you?

Selection 12 …Now I know that I’m weak.

Rika Calling

- Not interested. He’s not Ray.

- Are you trying to say is that you saved him?

#mystic messenger #ray route

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foxyotomelady · 5 years ago

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Another love, Chapter XI (JuminxReader)

Author’s notes:

Be aware of: strong language, angst, violence. Yes, this is another rather dark chapter.

Grab some handkerchiefs and be ready for:

Zen's POV

Several days have passed since the Y/N's abduction. Everyone was losing their minds, her parents also knew what had happened, the police and security guards were looking for her days and nights. There was no trace of Yuwoon either.

It was early morning when Zen and Jumin were searching around the city. There were no bodyguards with them because Jumin insisted that they should separate in small groups to increase their effectiveness.

Zen was angry at himself that he didn't immediately recognize the woman in his dream - but when she appeared in it, he saw her for the first time. He found out who she is just after all that kidnapping.

Zen didn't think it would ever happen - but he was worried about that jerk. The guy looked bad, he was pale, he had circles under his eyes, and well... he smelled like alcohol.

They were checking every suspicious alley, asking people... everything for nothing. Finally, as they walked through one of the narrow alleys, Jumin stumbled and would have fallen if Zen had not caught his arm in time, "Dude, be careful!" Jumin jerked away from his hand and adjusted his shirt, which was still in disarray, "I'm fine." "You're not fine! Have you looked at yourself in the mirror?" "Even in this situation, all you can think about is a good look." "Not what I meant!" Zen got mad. "When was the last time you slept?" "Sleep? How could I sleep in such a situation? You’re illogical as usual." "And you're a jerk as usual! Don't you understand that you don't help her that way? You have to get yourself together if you want to help find her!" Jumin leaned his back against the wall and slowly slid down to sit below it on the ground. He buried his face in his hands. Zen didn't know what to do. He saw this guy in such a state for the first time in his life. "Zen... What if we won't find her?" "Don't even think so! We'll find her! Safe and sound!" "I just can't... I keep thinking of what this bastard could have done to her so far. I'm losing my mind..." Zen felt his throat clench, "We're all worried about her-" "You won't understand this," Jumin interrupted. "I've already lost V, if I lose her now... I will be completely alone." "Dude! What is this absurdity? You must be forgetting something! You have us! The RFA!" Zen couldn't believe he really said those words. To this jerk! But he couldn't look at his depression anymore.

Jumin rubbed his eyelids and sighed, "God... That it came to that I must hear such words from you." "Believe me, I didn't feel like telling them at all," Zen explained angrily. "But you have to get a grip on yourself, dude!" "It's not like I don't appreciate your friendship," Jumin began, rising slowly, propping up from the wall. "But no one can replace her…"

"Of course-" "I made so many mistakes with her... I won't forgive myself if I don't have the opportunity to fix them." Did Jumin Han just admit his mistake? In front of him?! It was that moment when Zen understood: this jerk really loved Y/N. In a twisted way, but still... "We will find her, man..." Suddenly Jumin's cell phone rang. He pulled it out of his pocket so hurriedly and in such panic that he almost dropped it to the ground, "Speak. What? Where?! Send me the exact location immediately. And send coordinates to Assistant Kang. She will know what to do with it next." Zen felt his heart beating hard, "What? Why? What did you find out?!" "Saeran got the bastard's IP and discovered where he was constantly going." "What?! Where?!" "He'll send me- I have it! We'll go there! I'll call Driver Kim along the way." "Wait! Shouldn't we notify the police?!" "Jaehee will take care of it. There is no time!"

YOUR POV

You didn't know how many days had passed. It was almost constantly dark in the building. You were thirsty and hungry. Yuwoon occasionally fed you and gave you something to drink, but it wasn't much. At first, he tended to untie your hands, and you tried to use these moments to somehow oppose him and run away - it always ended in him beating you brutally until you gave up. Then he even stopped untying your hands, you ate and drank from bowls like an animal. When you needed to take care of your physiological needs, he just sat you on a bucket and waited. You had to do it in his presence - which you failed at first - you couldn't force your body to do it. As a result of this, you got wet in your pants a few times when Yuwoon left and took the bucket with him. At first, you felt very humiliated. But after a few days, you didn't care. You were just terribly tired, your body was weak and in bruises.

It was morning when Yuwoon came to you again. He smiled at you in greeting, "How is my princess today? What is that indifferent expression on your face? You should be happy to see me! I brought you something to eat."

He came to you. This time he reached his hand to you, he kept dry bread in it and put it under your mouth, "Come on, eat it obediently from my hand."

You were too hungry to refuse. Yuwoon laughed as you chewed bite after bite.

While you were eating like that, you noticed a figure at the entrance. After a while, you realized that it was Yoon. He put a finger to his lips, signaling you to be quiet. You didn't have the strength to react anyway.

Yoon approached Yuwoon silently and suddenly grabbed him by the neck from behind. Yuwoon groaned and cursed. The men wrestled with each other for a while but finally, Yoon hit your kidnapper in the back of the head and he fell to the ground. Unconscious? Dead? You didn't care.

Yoon came up to you quickly, you saw worry and fear on his face, "It's all right, Miss Y/N! It's all right..." The poor man almost cried over you as he untied the ropes from your arms and legs, "Miss Y/N, say something please! Where does it hurt? What did that bastard do to you?"

You didn't feel like answering. You just looked at him. Your wrists and ankles were bloody, blue and mercilessly burning you.

"The coordinates of this place have already been handed over to the police and everyone else, they should be here soon," He continued, looking at your wounds and bruises. "God, it's a miracle I was around!"

"Yoon..." You managed to make a weak voice. A thought suddenly crept into your numb mind. You didn't feel like it was absurd at the moment, "Jumin doesn't want to fire you, right? I'll convince him not to."

Yoon stared at you completely lost and moved. He could barely hold back the urge to cry now, "I deserve to be fired... It's my fault that you were kidnapped, Miss..."

You shook your head and then two more figures appeared at the entrance. Your heart jumped at the sight of Jumin and Zen. They both looked at you in shock, pale. Then Jumin hurried over to you, pushed Yoon away and fell to his knees in front of you.

"Y/N... Y/N..." His voice broke, his hands trembled and he was afraid to touch you. "God... You're all bruised... God, your hands..." He took your hand in fear and stared at your blood-ragged wrist.

All your indifference and emptiness began to disappear. Jumin's presence awakened such a wave of emotion that you shuddered all over your body. All the trauma you went through came back to you.

"Jumin..." You looked into his eyes - they were red and had dark circles around, you could see the beginning of insanity in them. That was the last straw for you. "Jumin!" You cried and, despite your aching body, hugged him. In return, he embraced you so hard that you thought he would crush you. But you didn't care, you just wanted to be close to him. You couldn't stop crying and after a while... you both were crying.

"I thought I lost you ..." Jumin stammered through his tears, pressing your head against his shoulder. You wanted to answer, a storm of thoughts reigned in your head, but you choked with tears to the point that you were hiccuping and unable to speak.

"Shhh..." He tried to calm you down, though he didn't stop shedding tears as well. "It's alright, I'm here."

You suddenly heard someone's groan. You looked out of the corner of your eye and saw Yuwoon regain consciousness. The memories of everything he did to you came back to your head. Panic and fear overwhelmed you, you screamed and backed away, pressing your back to the wall. Jumin looked at Yuwoon who was massaging his neck and jumped to his feet, "You...! I'll kill you!"

You've never heard Jumin so incredibly angry. You didn't want to know what he would do if Zen didn't grab his shoulders and stop him when Jumin threw himself in the Yuwoon's direction.

"Calm down, dude!" Zen shouted. "The police will be here soon and will take care of him!"

Yoon didn't let Yuwoon escape, he stopped him until the police arrived. An ambulance also arrived and you went to the hospital with the company of Jumin, who was holding you by the hand all the way.

You spent two weeks in the hospital. It turned out that in addition to bruises and bloody abrasions, you also had a sprained ankle. Moreover, you were starved, dehydrated and your head was heavily battered, now bandaged.

Jumin almost sued the hospital for refusing to let him stay with you all this time. In the end, he simply bought the whole room, making sure that only you could stay in it, and he slept on the bed next to you - although he did not sleep peacefully and not once when you woke up at night you saw him napping in the chair next to your bed.

During the day he just sat next to you, read to you, gave you water and talked to you. The first dinner you got was so miserable that... Jumin almost sued the hospital again. Anything he considered insufficient had to be rectified immediately. You almost felt unfair toward other patients, because Jumin's influence led to that all the staff was running around you like you were a queen.

Other RFA members often visited you. When Yoosung saw you in the hospital bed for the first time, he cried like a child and you had to comfort him, patting his head in embarrassment. Seven smuggled you unhealthy food, including his favorite Honey Buddha Chips, but Jumin didn't let you eat it anyway. Jaehee brought you tasty fruits and at each visit, she also complained about the enormity of work and asked Jumin to return to the company. You also tried to convince him - thanks to him you already had excellent care here - but he was too stubborn.

When Zen visited you for the first time, he brought you a bouquet of red flowers, which of course caused a small argument. Jumin was just reading, sitting on the chair next to your bed when Zen entered the room with a wide smile and shouting "Baby~!" in his sweet voice.

Jumin, with a stoic expression, only raised his eyebrows without taking his eyes off a book, "What are these flowers for?"

"What? Are you serious?" Zen came up to you and gave you a bouquet, for which you thanked with a smile.

"Flowers won't help her recover," Jumin said professionally.

"Dude, I just want her to feel better!"

"She needs neither you nor your flowers to feel better."

This quarrel would probably continue for several minutes if you didn't start laughing.

Even Saeran visited you. You thanked him for what he did because without his work, searching for you could take longer or... no, you didn't want to think about it.

"Now I am worthy of becoming your dog?" Saeran asked sarcastically.

"You are worthy of soooo much more," You answered honestly.

"I will make sure you get a proper reward for your work," Jumin added.

Saeran blushed! "Stop with this stupid kindness. You're making me cringe..."

Yoon also appeared. He apologized to you and Jumin, and although he was the one who freed you from Yuwoon, Jumin continued to look at him sharply. You stood up for him and only because of your request Jumin did not fire him. But without blinking an eye he fired all the bodyguards Sarah had bribed.

And the day came when your parents visited you. You were sorry when you saw their condition - your mom didn't have any makeup, her wrinkles seemed to got worse, your father also seemed to age a few years, when you last saw him, he wasn't so gray on his head... Your mother obviously started to cry - much worse than Yoosung. Your father was like an iceberg, and he didn't take his eyes off Jumin. "Why didn't you tell us what was going on?" Mother asked you. "Why didn't you say you had problems with Yuwoon? That you moved out of your apartment?" "I'm sorry, mom... I didn't want to worry you...I didn't want to involve you in my love problems. I'm not a child anymore." Jumin handed your mother a handkerchief, without a word, stoic as always. "Oh, thank you..." Your mother blinked, picked up a handkerchief, and began to wipe her face and eyes. "Well, we're involved now, you want it or not," Your father said, then turned directly to Jumin, in a tone that made you feel cold and uncomfortable, "Don't get me wrong, young man, but I don't like your relationship with my daughter. I think you are partly responsible for what happened to her. You are a known person, you have your enemies. Now, when there are so many rumors about you two, my daughter will be constantly threatened." "Dad..." You started, squinting and pouting. "I understand you, Mr. L/N," Jumin replied calmly. "I am aware of what I am responsible for and why I have been at fault. Still, I would like to continue this relationship with your daughter, with your consent. I promise her kidnapper will be punished with the greatest punishment. My lawyers will take care of it."

Your father didn't look convinced. Ultimately, however, he took a deep breath under the pressure of your irritated look, "Well... Y/N is an adult, I can't stop her from anything. But if she ever gets hurt because of you again..."

"I understand, Mr. L/N," Jumin still had a stony expression on his face.

Your four talked for some time - Or rather... it was mostly you and your mother who was talking. Your father and Jumin... not so much. The tension between them was huge.

When your parents were about to leave, your mother, much to your embarrassment, grabbed Jumin's hand with both of her hands and said, "Unlike my grumpy husband, I am grateful to you for looking after my daughter. You are a very nice man."

You had to bite your lower lip to avoid laughing. You have never seen Jumin so embarrassed before. You knew that the compliments from other women never impressed him, but apparently praise directly from your mother confused him completely.

"I... Uh... Thank you, Mrs. L/N," He answered. "I will try not to disappoint you."

When your parents left, Jumin cleared his throat and looked at you, "What? Why are you smiling like that?"

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Can you write an angst fic where Rika is back with the rfa but with malice intentions. The rfa members didn't realised it (especially Jumin, because he still has feelings for her) but mc knew better. Rika felt threatened by mc and tries to kill her off. Jumin realise it but was too late? I'll leave the ending to you ^_^ loving your writings by the way dearest ♥♥♥

I’m glad you love my writing and I hope the writing that came out before filled the void until your request was done and posted… I’m so so SOOOOOO SORRY that this took so long to post and write please spare me T_T

I hope this is to your liking, please enjoy~

Tittle: Rika Comes Back

*TW: Kidnapping, Mentions of drugging, abuse, starvation, dehydration and blood!!!*

Rika has entered thechatroom

707: Wait…

ZEN: No way…

Jaehee Kang: It can’tbe

Rika: It’s so good tobe back! ^^

I’m sitting in Rika’s apartment doing something, anything, to keep myself away from theRFA chatroom. What’s the point of going on if you won’t even be acknowledged?Answer, there is none.

Last night, all of the RFA were on the messenger, excludingmyself, talking about the upcoming party that’s being held in a week’s time,when all of a sudden Rika, yes, the deadRika, logged onto the chatroom. Automatically, something didn’t sit right withme. When I joined the RFA 5 days ago, I was informed that a year and a halfago, Rika had killed herself by jumping into the sea, off a cliff. No one should be able to survive that. No one. So, there being a dead girlbeing alive means somethings up. Her “reason” for being away was that she wason a trip in the southern states of the USA for that time, seeing sites andenjoying the warmth that the states provided.

There’s one other thing that has me avoiding RFA and that’sbecause I’m not the party coordinator anymore. Last night everyone justwelcomed Rika with open arms and then she offered to take the job back sinceshe was there now and that she can now do it. And guess what! Yep! They justgave it to her, no ‘Hey (Y/N) is that okay with you?’ or ‘As long as (Y/N)doesn’t mind…’. Nope V just down right typed:

V: I don’t see whynot.

V: I mean, the job isyours after all.

V: Who else would beable to do it?

And everyone agreed with that last comment. It just reallyhurts that I was forgotten so easily, but I can sort of understand. Rika holdsa special place in their hearts and me? I’m just a stranger.

But, me being a stranger won’t change the fact that hersudden appearance is fishy. I have an advantage in this situation, I don’t knowwho Rika was, therefore I don’t hold Rika in my heart so I can’t be blinded bymy “love” for her. There are just so many flaws in this whole situation that itautomatically points to something bad. I don’t know the full extent of what itis or who will be involved, but I know one thing for sure, it involves Rika andsomething bad will happen. I just have a gut feeling and my gut is never wrong.

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ZEN: I wonder where(Y/N) is…. She hasn’t been on the messenger for a while now.

Jumin Han: Yes, youare quite right.

Yoosung: You don’t think the hacker got her do you!

Rika: Hacker?

Jumin Han: Yes, ahacker sent (Y/N) to the RFA.

(Y/N) has entered thechatroom

ZEN:(Y/N)!!! You’rehere!

ZEN: Where have youbeen!?

(Y/N): Busy. Why?

Jumin Han: Well, youhave been absent from the chatroom for some time.

(Y/N): Oh…

(Y/N): Well, don’tworry^^

Rika: Hello (Y/N) it’snice to finally meet you^^

(Y/N): Like wise.

Rika: Also, and Idon’t mean to be rude, but can you leave my apartment?

Rika: I just wouldlike to move back in so I can do my job a little better then from where I amright now.

“How the hell did she know I was at her apartment? No onementioned it in a chatroom so…” I mumble to myself. She just keeps getting moreand more suspicious by the second. Still, I can’t let her know I’m onto her…

(Y/N): Oh! Sure, whendo you want me out by?

Rika: ASAP

Rika: The sooner thebetter.

Rika: Thank you for understanding!^^

(Y/N): It’s not a problem!

(Y/N): I should gonow, got some stuff to do ^^

(Y/N): See ya!

(Y/N) has left thechatroom

I turn to look at Rika’s apartment, I didn’t really bringanything here with me, my only belongings being my phone, charger, earbuds,some clothes, hair brush along with a toothbrush and toothpaste so moving outshouldn’t be too hard for me to do. But first, I’m going to see just how Rikaknew I took up residence in her apartment.

Messages - Rika

(Y/N): Hey Rika?

Rika: Yes?

(Y/N): How did youknow that I was in your apartment?

Rika: Jumin told melast night on the chat

(Y/N): Oh, ok!

Rika: Why?

(Y/N): I was justcurious ^^

(Y/N): I need go,Thank you~! ^^

(Y/N) is offline

Liar. The chat shows no mention of me staying here at theapartment. She’s lying. Why didn’t she just tell me the truth?

What are you hidingRika?

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Okay, somethings up. Something is definitely not right withRika and other weird things are happening too. For example, I find that whereever I go, there are always these cloaked people watching me. It’s creepy.Also, Rika has been really friendly with everyone else, especially Jumin, butnot so much to me. Now, I’m not one to stoop to her level but, I’m one to stoopto her level. Text after text, call after call, it seems like just one bigfight between us, both acting innocent in it all. I spot like 15 cloaked peopleone day and as soon as I got home, Rika texted me ‘How are you doing? I heard you went out today, nothing weird happenedright?’ Of course, I lied saying nothing happened. Why would I tell thesuspicious person something suspicious happened to me when said person sent asuspicious text? You just don’t. Also, right around when Rika came back, Zenand Jaehee received weird emails about paradiseand a world of no pain. The emailhad a name of where it originated from, MintEye. Sounds like a cult name, I know.

The party’s in 4 days my goal isto expose her before then. Whatever it is, I just need to find a few morepieces of the puzzle. My phone makes a ding,signalling that a chatroom has opened. Swiping the notification to theright, I open the RFA messenger app and with one glance I can see that all themembers are on, even V. I decide to join just because I feel like it but wait alittle before, just to observe.

Rika: 4 days!! I can’t wait ^^

Rika: It’s going to be just like old times!

Jumin Han: Yes, you are right Rika.

Jaehee Kang: I, as well, am excited about this. I really missed doingthis and I am sure everyone else can agree.

Yoosung: Yeah!

Yoosung: It’s all thanks to Rika that we can do another party.

Yoosung: She was the one to send emails! ^^

707: Um…

707: Yoosung, you know (Y/N) was the whole reason we started to planthe party, right?

707: She started the emails and actually did more than half of theemails.

Rika: She did?

707: Yeah, where is she anyway.

ZEN: I talked to her a few days ago

V: Luciel…

707: I’m on it

707 has left the chatroom

ZEN: She’s ok, right?

Jumin Han: We will know in a moment.

707 has entered the chatroom

707: She’s in the apartment, looking at the camera.

707: She also doesn’t look to good, maybe mad or maybe sad?

Well, he’s not wrong. I amlooking at the camera and I don’t have the happiest look on my face either. Ilook back down at my phone and find that Seven forced-joined me into thechatroom.

ZEN: What’s wrong (Y/N)?

Yoosung: Yeah, Seven said you look sad or mad.

(Y/N): Well, it’s a mixture of the two along with frustration.

Jaehee Kang: Is there anything we can do?

Jumin Han: Yes, you know the RFA are here for you.

V: Did we do something or is it personal?

(Y/N): It’s hard to explain but-

“The special security system hasbeen deactivated,” a female voice states. That’sweird…

V: (Y/N)?

(Y/N): What’s a special security system and what happens if it’sdeactivated?

707: Don’t leave the apartment.

707: Doesn’t matter what happens, under no circumstances do you leavethat apartment!

707 has left the chatroom

Jumin Han: Listen to Luciel (Y/N)

ZEN: Is (Y/N) okay!?

ZEN: Hey, Trustfund Kid answer me!

Rika: The special security system is something I asked Luciel toinstall for protection of the classified information that is stored at myapartment and when it is deactivated, nothing is protected.

Rika: So, anything can be opened and it won’t sense that there issomeone touching something they are not suppose to be touching.

Wait… Perfect…

Now that it’s deactivated I canlook through the drawers and see if she’s hiding something. I honestly don’twant to but it’s her fault for acting suspicious. I head over to her desk firstand look at anything that’s on top of it.

Nothing

There is a total of four drawersthat I could be opened. I start with the top drawer on the right of the deskand try to open it. Locked, damn. Andalso, very suspicious! I quickly look around for something that I could useto bust open it with and once I settle on something I grab it and smash itagainst the drawer. After the second blow I put all my strength into the thirdone. Third times the charm, right? Ideliver the blow and the drawer pops open and when I drop the item I used tobust it open and look in, I’m shocked.I take a quick picture and go back to the chatroom to confront Rika about this.

(Y/N): RIKA!

(Y/N): Please explain why you have things related to the strange emailsfrom a couple days ago!

Rika: I don’t know what you are taking about…

ZEN: What’s going on?

V: (Y/N), calm down

(Y/N): No! I knew something was up with you.

Jumin Han: YOU WENT IN RIKA’S STUFF!

(Y/N): That’s besides the point.

(Y/N): I want to hear her explanation.

Jumin Han: That’s enough

Jumin Han: I’ve known Rika basically my whole life, she was obviouslyframed.

Yoosung: Yeah!

Jumin Han: I don’t know what you are trying to prove (Y/N), but I thinkyou should leave.

Jumin Han: You don’t know Rika the way I do and if you can’t trust her,why should I trust you?

(Y/N): You can not be telling me you didn’t find Rika appearing sosuddenly was not in the slightest way suspicious?

(Y/N): I mean, V said that she committed suicide by jumping off acliff!

(Y/N): Unless V lied…

Jumin Han: I SAID ENOUGH!

Jumin Han: Stop interrogating my friends.

Jumin Han: You should really just leave.

(Y/N): But-

I am cut off by the lights goingout and hearing the door open and the window crashing. In the door way, Rikastands there with an evil looking smile. I whip my head around to look whathappened to the window. There stood another person, a male, with white hair andwhat looked liked pink tips; as well as piercing mint green eyes. He waswearing dark clothing buy I was able to make out a blood red tank top and atattoo of some sort that’s just being shown on his right arm. His right jacketsleeve was also hanging around his arm instead of it being worn properly on hisshoulder.

I look back down to my phone,about to text the messenger for help only to find that my screen is full ofcode and is coloured neon green and black,

“Oh, it’s useless now princess~”the male specks, a smirk obvious in his voice; his voice is also slightlydisoriented. Why, I have no clue, must be a mask of some sort but it’s too darkto be 100% sure. I start to back away from him as he starts to move forwardtowards me when suddenly a pair of thin arms wrap themselves around my form.I’m taken aback by surprise just long enough for the guy that came through thewindow to stand in front of me and press a cloth that’s just drenched inchloroform. Within a minute my consciousness starts to slip and right before Igo under the man says something that sends chills down my spine.

“Sweet dreams princess~ See yousoon~”

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Cold, hard ground.

That’s the first thing I registerwhen I wake up, the cold, hard ground I lay on. When I finally find thestrength to open my eyes I’m met with a room that is deprived of light. In theroom sits a beat-up bed that looks like it could fall apart if even a fingergrazes it and… that’s it… T_T Well, apart from the door, that’s it.

I try to stand up so I could bangat the door and yell at them to let me out but that’s quickly proven impossiblebecause I find that my wrists and ankles are chained to the wall. Just great I think to myself. Well,someone must have been near by because after I settled back down and my chainstopped clanging together, my practicallycell door opened to reveal the man who crashed through the window. How did he even do that?! The apartment wason the 14th floor!?

The man has this smirk on hisface that just voices that trouble is near. He takes long strides over to meuntil his face is mere inches from mine, our noses almost touching. I put on mybravest face I can but its obviously not very convincing because he just startsto laugh hysterically at me in my face.

“You’re scared princess, don’ttry to hide it, it looks good on you after all~,” the man winks and lets out asmall chuckle before continuing, “you were so close to exposing my Savior andI along with our plan, but I’m glad we could stop you before anything badhappened. This is your new home, away from those filthy liars, especially thetwo men, V and Luciel. Once we fulfill our plan, everyone will be at peace.”

There’s this pleasant smile,albite small, but one is still there, but it’s gone just as fast as itappeared. The mysterious man turns to leave but I quickly speak to get hisattention and not let him leave just yet, “Wait! What plan? Who’s this‘Savior’? Why are the RFA ‘liars’? What do you have against V and Seven?” Allthese questions are in a hurricane inside my head at the information justpresented moments ago. While I wait for him to answer my questions, even onewould be amazing, all I get is a chuckle and his head shaking.

“All in do time princess, all indo time”

He turns once more to the door,but I, not satisfied with what I got as an answer, yell one more question tothe white and pink haired man. “At least tell me your name. Please.” He stopsin his tracks and turns to face me again, opening his mouth to respond.

“Saeran. My name is Saeran.”

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707 has joined the chatroom

707: GUYS!

707: Somethings wrong with the CCTV footage at Rika’s apartment.

707: It was tampered with… (Y/N) could be in trouble…

V: Oh no…

707: Did anything weird happen with (Y/N) recently?

Jumin Han: She said she found something linking to the strange email inRika’s apartment.

Jumin Han: She also sent a photo.

Jumin Han: I got upset with her because she was pointing fingers atRika and V

Jumin Han: Then she abruptly left the chatroom.

707: How long ago?

V: About 5 minutes ago

707: Damn…

V: Luciel, I need to call you about something.

707: Okay, talk soon.

V has left the chatroom

707: has left the chatroom

Jumin Han: Please, be alright (Y/N)

Jumin Han has left the chatroom

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It feels like years when it’sonly been weeks. It doesn’t end, the beating, the drugging, being starved anddehydrated… when will this nightmare end? I hope it will soon.

RFA… where ever you are, please… save me!

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Weeks pass, Rika has disappearedthe same day (Y/N) did and Seven has been battling non-stop to try and figureout what happened to (Y/N) at Rika’s apartment. Anytime he’s close to gainingaccess to the corrupted feed, more codes for him to hack appear. Who ever tookher really doesn’t want to be found. Jumin is going along with V to theapartment to try and find clues themselves; since Luciel is busy and can’t gohimself. Jumin wasn’t actually going to go with V at first but with some minorguilt with how they last interacted he felt like he needed to help out.

Upon entering the apartment onething stands out to the two men: thewindow was smashed open. That’s the first thing that was inspected, andwhat was found was spine chilling.

There was blood.

While, yes, it was only a coupledroplets, it’s still blood one way or another. Along with the exit being found there was also a rag on the ground. Theydon’t sniff it though, they’re not stupid, only stupid enough to pick it up.There was one more thing, the drawer.Yes, that drawer, the one (Y/N) claimed there being something to link Rika tothe weird emails. V takes the contents out of it and places it on top of thedesk, inspecting along with Jumin every piece of content they could look at.

There were blueprints to abuilding that’s a 5 hour drive away, there was a planner with the tags RFA andME stuck to it as well as a piece of cardstock with what looks like thecontents of an invitation

Meetthe people who will love you forever.Attend the endless party

Don’tyou want to escape from this filthy world?This is an invitation to paradise.

Are you suffering from your past?We will help the pain go away.

A world filled with pleasure…A world filled with truth…A world with no tears…A world with no rejections…

Accept the angel’s invitation.

Magenta,Where everyone is happy…

V takes out his phone and snapspictures of everything to send to Luciel. While, yes, it means more work forthe already stressed out hacker, it’s still information that will lead tofinding the MIA party coordinator. When every nook and cranny are looked over,V and Jumin head out of the apartment, hoping to find a lead to finding theirlost and endangered friend.

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Finally! A lead!

After receiving the informationthat V sent from the apartment, Seven was able to find where (Y/N) was locatedand also get a visual on her.

“Oh my god…” Seven covers hismouth with his hand, shock and disgust written all over his face.

There sits (Y/N), blooded andbruised, chained to a concrete wall. She also seems to have lost a considerableamount of weight these past 6 weeks, cheeks seemed to have hollowed in, clothesbaggier than usual and there’s this one spot that’s exposed located on her shoulderwhere her shoulder blade can be easily seen.

“Have they not been feeding you, (Y/N)!?” Seven questions more tohimself than to anyone in particular. Finding out her current state all themore fuels the fire in the rescue of their newest member and dear friend.

All of a sudden, Vanderwood walksinto the bunker, about to yell at the hacker to do his work but Seven cuts himshort.

“Madam Vanderwood, we are goingon a rescue mission!”

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“Here’s the plan,” Seven starts,pulling out a map. The whole RFA, save for Rika, plus Vanderwood are gatheredin Jumin’s penthouse to discuss how this rescue mission is going to go.“Vanderwood and I are going to infiltrate through the front. We’ll be lookinglike what everyone looks like in there, wearing long black robes with goldtrims.” Seven then points to a small box on the map. “That’s where they’rekeeping (Y/N), we are going to go in there, grab (Y/N) and take her out andbring her to the closest hospital, Springhill General Hospital, meet us thereokay?” Everyone nods in understanding. “Good, Jumin I want you to have a room prepped for her so she can gettreated ASAP.”

“Of course,” Jumin says with anod.

Everyone stands getting ready toleave the penthouse and go to where they are told to be. Jumin walks up toSeven, opening his mouth to speck to the agent in charge, “please, bring herback in one piece.”

“Wasn’t planning on having herany other way” Seven replies with a smile. Jumin gives a small, small smile and nods back, content withthe response given.

With that, everyone files out andgoes to their positions, awaiting the rescue of (Y/N).

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I swear, the beatings just getworse and worse each time, along with the amount of that blue liquid that getsshoved down my throat any time I refuse it. Like now, I just had about half tothree quarters of that stuff and honestly, I’m feeling dizzy. I reach up withmy chained arm and rub the fresh bruise that’s forming on my cheek. My cheekshave long hollowed in due to lack of food and water. I then move my hand downmy body, running it over my shoulders and arms, my shoulder blades I can feelprotruding and my arms are thinner than they use to be, again because of lackof nutrients.

All of a sudden Rika, or better known as The Savior around this nut job, comesthrough the door, baring a gun. Great…

“Well (Y/N), you could haveactually been useful to Paradise but you have refused salvation too manytimes…” she states in a tone that breathes malice intentions.

“So…” I ask calmly even thoughinside I’m screaming for someone, anyone, to come and save me at thismoment.

“So,” she continues harshly, “youare no longer needed.” She then raises the gun to point right between my eyes.Rika is standing a few steps away so the gun isn’t pressed up against my head.“Any last words?” She asks, faking mercy on my last moments.

“Yeah, I do actually” I say witha last-minute serge of bravery, “I know what you want to do to the others,bring them to this nut house call “Paradise” and if you succeed, which youwont, I’m coming back to haunt you and make the rest of your life a living hell.” When I’m done though, all she does is laughand steady the gun again to point back at my head.

“Okay Ms. Party Coordinator,we’ll see about that.”

Right before the trigger ispulled the door slams open revealing a red-haired hacker and a tallerbrown-haired agent, both wearing the robes that basically everyone wears. I caneasily recognize the red-haired man as Seven from the picture that have beensent and his profile pictures but the other guy is unfamiliar. When Seven’seyes meet Rika’s, he freezes.

“No… (Y/N) was right, you arebehind this.” He says shaking his head, backing up slightly, trying to grasp atany flaw that could prove the truth a lie, butthere is none. Rika, in a state of panic, fires the gun at me mindlessly,resulting in me getting shot in the abdomen. I fall to my side, clutching thewound but the blood doesn’t stop flowing. Seven yells “NO” and runs over to me,kneeling beside me to try and get a better look. Behind him I can see that thebrunette has knocked Rika out and now she lays lifelessly on the floor.

My mouth is open and Seven canprobably smell my breath. His nose scrunches up a little, telling me that hejust caught a whiff. Then his eyes widen and he smells again. “Oh no…” hewhispers to himself

“Come here Vanderwood!” Oh, sohis name is Vanderwood. Wait… wasn’t thatthe name of Seven’s maid!? I’ll askhim when I’m not dying. “She’s shot and has chemicals in her system, I cansmell them.”

“Move” Vanderwood says some whatharshly but I can faintly see the concern in his eyes. “It’s bad, punctured anartery. She’ll bleed out and die if we don’t get her help fast. As for thechemicals, I can smell them too, and if I’m not wrong, those chemicals inparticular can be deadly or cause lifetime complications. It’s already a wonderto me how she hasn’t lost consciousness yet.” Seven nods his head, unlocks thechains and goes to pick me up gently, probably to get out of this building andme to a hospital. I then remember about Saeran. Over the course of my stay,Saeran has visited me quite a few times and he ended up opening up a bit abouthimself, including that he and Seven, orSaeyoung rather, are twin brothers.

“Saeyoung…” I breath out the bestI can since my conscious is slipping rapidly. Seven freezes at the use of hisreal name that I should have no knowledge on. But he just shakes his head andkeeps going so I decide to say a different name, “Saeran…” He freezes once moreand looks down wide eyed at me.

“How do you know those names…” heasks.

“Saeran” I say again.

“Saeran?” He questions. I nod toconfirm. “Is he here (Y/N)!?” I nod again. “Damn…” he whispers.

“Looking for me Saeyoung…” I can faintly hear Saeran’svoice in the distance as my vision starts to blacken and my eyes start toflutter shut. Seven must have noticed because he starts to call out to me.

“Hey, hey, (Y/N), you gotta staywith me here please.” He pleads.

“Can’t… sorry…” is all I canmuster out with my strength leaving my body so fast.

“Vanderwood, take (Y/N)” Sevenhands me over to Vanderwood and I hiss in pain.

“Sorry” I can hear Vanderwood say.Even with my senses disappearing I can still see Saeran walk over to Seven.

“Saeran,” I call, catching hisattention. He looks at me, “come with us” I say. He gives me a laugh.

“And leave Paradise! You’reinsane!” he states as he continues to laugh.

“No… Saeran… you are… being usedby… Rika for her own… gain…” This has Saeran stop laughing and looking at mewith wide eyes. “Think about Saeran…” I add.

Saeran eyes go back to normal butwith an added sadness to it, like he knows it’s true but he doesn’t want toaccept it. He closes his eyes and turns his head to the ground and I take thistime to lean up and whisper in Vanderwood’s ear to knock him out if he doesn’tcome with us after I ask him. Vanderwood nods, understanding his job.

“So, Saeran, come with us please.”Surprisingly, he nods his head slowly, agreeing to come with us. I breath a sighof relief but that relief is short lived because a shock wave of pain courses throughmy abdomen, causing me to hiss in pain again. This catches the other three males’attention.

“SHIT THAT’S RIGHT YOU NEED AHOSPITAL LIKE NOW!” Seven yells, “COME ON!” He then bolts to the exit and theother two start running too. Right as I get placed in the back with my head onVanderwood’s lap and me laying on Saeran too, Seven driving in the front, I havea smile on my face at the fact that I’m out of that hell and so is Saeran andthat he has Seven back. Then I lose consciousness as the car zooms off and awayfrom Mint Eye.

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Beep

That’s the first thing I hear,beeping.

Soft, warm.

That’s the first thing I feel.

Antiseptic.

The first thing I smell. Thatsort of gives away that I’m in a hospital. The antiseptic isn’t the only thing I can smell, it was only thefirst. In fact, I can smell lots of things. I also smell honey and butter,coffee, cinnamon, cigarette smoke…

I start to stir in my hospital bedbut as soon as I do, I hear a collection of gasps sound from around me, somechairs move, a couple foot steps and a voice. Jumin’s voice.

“Can you hear me? (Y/N)?” Jumin asksin his cool tone but anyone can easily hear the excitement and joy and concernin it. I try to talk but only a groan escapes my throat. I finally find thestrength to open my eyes and when I do I can see that Vanderwood, Saeran, Seven,Jumin and what I assume is the rest of the RFA standing in the bright, whitehospital room. Smiles break out on everyone’s faces, yes even on Saeran’s, whenmy eyes fully open, clearly, they are happy that I’m fine, or at least I hopethat’s the reason.

When the excitement dies down abit I go and ask a few questions, hoping for adequate answers, “how long was Iout?” being my first question. Saeyoung it the one to answer,

“You were out for 6 months; thedoctors weren’t sure if you would make it or not…” I give a small smile.

“Well, I guess I made it.” I say.He laughs a little.

“Yeah, guess you did.”

My smile falters for a second asI think about what my next question is since I don’t want to trigger anything inSaeran or to anyone else. V seems to notice this so he asks “What’s wrong?”

“Well, I have a question but Idon’t want to say anything that could…um…bring some bad memories to anyone,” Ilook at Saeran, “specifically Saeran since he looks to be doing better than whenI last saw him.” I give Saeran a small smile and he returns it.

“It’s okay… go ahead” he says. I keepsmiling and nod to him.

“Well, um, what happened to her.” I ask slowly.

“She’s in Alaska right now.” Juminanswers.

“Okay…” Deciding to change the subjectto something more light-hearted I ask “So, what did I miss?” and that seems tohave done it. Everyone starts talking about their lives from the last 6 months;Yoosung talks about college, Jumin and Jaehee about the newest cat project, thetwins about how they bonded, Zen about a new role he got and V on his latestpictures he’s taken.

From day till night, until he neededto leave for the night and go home, Jumin never left my side. He never left myside through my whole recovery either and for that, I am grateful that I couldmeet him and all the others too.

Asks/Requests are closed right now!!!

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curiousdelights · 6 years ago

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Bystander

Pairing: Yoosung Kim x Reader/MC

Plot: Yoosung passes by timeline after timeline until he gets to you. Hints of his feelings come through the phone calls.

A/N: Reset theory-ish. I know that theory isn’t something everyone’s fond of but I couldn’t help but write this after going through Yoosung’s phone calls in all the routes. I know the calls may not always mean something underneath but I interpreted them as such for this fic. Enjoy! P.S. The call dialogues are (mostly) Cheritz’! I just altered some for the sake of narrative lol.

AO3

It felt like limbo.

In the back of Yoosung’s mind, layered memories shuffled themselves with each passing time frame. He knew what was happening in glimpses and he knew it for a while now, but he also knew you were his destination. The goal was to get to you, to reach you through any means possible. He had a fifth of a chance but it was better than none.

He dialed your number.

i. voice

He noticed you were fascinated with Jaehee and he couldn’t blame you. She was a strong woman yet caring all the same. The organization would have truly been a mess if she wasn’t there to hold things together for everyone’s sake. Were you attracted by her purity? Maybe so. He had that, too, though, didn’t he?

He hadn’t called you for some days now. Of course the chatroom was still lively as ever since you came around but he hadn’t talked to only you yet.

He dialed your number.

“It’s Yoosung!” He cheered on his end. “It’s been a while, right?”

You agreed and you sounded like you were in good spirits. It made him happy yet nervous at the same time.

“I just missed hearing your voice...” When you didn’t answer immediately, he had to do a double-take, just to make sure. “Ahaha. No other feelings, though! Don’t take it the wrong way!”

But he hoped for you to take it in the intended way, at least for a moment. He couldn’t interfere here now.

“You and Jaehee seemed close these days so I’m glad. Jaehee did always feel like a loner so it’s nice that she’s becoming more open and casual now because of you.”

He was honest with his words about you and about Jaehee. He accepted this truth as he bid you goodbye over the phone. It wasn’t his time.

ii. freesia

Compared to Zen, he knew he wasn’t at the other’s level in terms of looks (but he knew he was good-looking in his own way) so if you were taken in at first by how handsome the actor was, it was easy to understand.

But you got to Zen deep, deeper than anybody had ever done so or even attempted to. He knew that you had that power over them: opening up and shining light over the hidden emotions beneath all the masks of playfulness, mock-narcissism, strictness, and formalities. You had that power now but the power was not for him.

He happened to take a chance in calling you while taking a break from cleaning his apartment. He found an excuse and used it.

He dialed your number.

“Can you recommend me some air fresheners?” For a moment he wondered if you still would be interested in such a topic. It was mundane, yes, but the tone you carried on the line calmed him as it seemed you showed even the slightest attention. Maybe it wouldn’t hurt then to say a little more.

Would you remember these little details about me?

“I like floral scents. I like something fresh and aromatic, like me!”

You laughed at his additions, finding them adorable. “Freesia’s light and good, too. You’ll smell a slight floral scent.”

His shoulders dropped and for a few seconds he paused. Freesia… Shaking his head, he gathered himself together and laughed with you on the phone. “I’ve heard of that one but I think it suits you better. Gentle and delicate…”

“Really? You think so?”

“Yes— but that doesn’t mean I have feelings for you or anything like that!” Did he really let the words slip just like that? He should have been careful. It wasn’t his time, either. “Don’t take it the wrong way. I don’t mess with people who are taken. Anyways, thanks for the recommendation!”

“You sound silly, Yoosung, but you’re welcome!”

“I’ll go back to my cleaning now. Oh right!” Accept it. “You and Zen… look really great together.”

iii. alternative

If there was one thing he could share with Jumin in the current situation, it was loss. Though not of the same gravity, he did understand that the C&R heir’s attachment to Elizabeth 3rd was deep enough to compare his own with Rika. It was odd to think of it that way but it was the easiest manner he could think of to sympathize.

And still in memories, he knew it wasn’t only Rika he had lost. Even his own heart could beat twice as fast if he thought of you just once. There was longing that he could not and would not escape from.

He dialed your number.

The ringing kept on going until the line died. He grew nervous. You tended to be free for the most part but maybe Jumin was keeping you company at the moment. After all, everyone knew how you were staying over at his place, more or less of your own decision. He wondered how you were doing and if you were alright.

He jumped when the phone rang, vibrating against his palms. Too many thoughts and too little alertness. He should really do better with his focus.

His heart skipped beats when he saw you calling. He answered immediately.

“You called back.” Was his voice a little too excited? Maybe it was and maybe it didn’t really matter at the moment. He wanted to say what was on his mind. “I had something I wanted to discuss with you.”

“What is it?”

“It’s about Jumin. I think he changed a lot since he lost Elizabeth 3rd. I… was like that, too, so I understand how he feels. If you lose something important, you become nervous that you’ll lose everything else, too.”

And everyone.

“You would know, Yoosung. I’m sorry.”

Your voice sounded concerned. He was grateful.

“It’s okay. It’s just scary how much Jumin reminds me of my past, so I’m really worried. Now all his emotions are geared towards you so I think you should be careful. Do you get what I mean?”

“Do you really think Jumin just sees me as Elizabeth’s alternative?”

No! No, no, no. You’re never an alternative.

He gulped. He couldn’t say more. “I don’t think that’s it. He’s feeling new emotions but they’re way too much. I think his intentions are good and he wants to be with you because he likes you.”

“That’s sweet of you to say. Thank you.”

“No problem. I have to go now. I only wanted to tell you to be careful, nothing else!”

Nothing else.

iv. game

He remembers the flow of the memories now, shaky though they could be at times, but the feelings never wavered despite it all. Thus he also remembers the shock when finding out about the bomb’s presence in the apartment, as if all the timeline’s memories place themselves together for every scene’s reveal. At this point, he could be angry and he could be frustrated, but they all pose nothing against the fear and concern that’s overwhelming him at the moment.

I know Seven’s there and I know he’ll handle it but…

But what about him? What could he do?

Through gritted teeth and with a tight grip on his phone, he dialed your number.

“I was shocked as soon as I read the messages. Are you okay?”

He heard a sharp intake of breath. You were holding on strong. You always were, he remembered that about you somehow.

“I’m okay.” You answered. “I’m alright, Yoosung.”

“Of course! I know it might be hard to understand geniuses but I’m sure anybody would know that you can’t install a bomb in someone’s apartment.”

“I think the same.”

“You understand, right? Everything is gone once it goes off! Agh...”

“I’m fine. Seven’s with me, too.”

“It just doesn’t change the fact that there’s a bomb beside you. Aren’t you mad at him that he left you there all alone before we all knew?”

“Yoosung…”

“You might think I’m such a game addict if I say this but I wish this world were a game today. If this were a game, I would…” Damn it. “I wouldn’t mind the bomb and just teleport to where you are to protect you… I wouldn’t have stayed still. I can’t even stay still right now, I’m shaking to do anything to help.“

“Yoosung, calm down.” You told him. “Nothing bad’s going to happen.”

He sighed deeply. “Okay, okay, I—“

Could timings have been any worse? Through all that rush of emotion, Yoosung momentarily forgot his mother had been visiting and she was calling for him now.

“My mom’s here. Jumin called her and now I have to go.”

“It’s okay. I’ll be fine here.”

“I feel so pathetic for not being able to do anything in such a dangerous situation.” He felt a headache coming in. He needed sleep soon, too. Right now his feelings for you weren’t the priority, only your safety. He knew it would circle his mind until someone finds a solution for it. “I can’t do anything today but I trust Seven will take good care of you. He won’t let anything happen to you, I know it.”

He’s there for you.

“Please stay safe.”

It still felt like limbo. He was a bystander in all the timelines but why was it hard to remember when you were his?

They say mornings bring in new beginnings. Was today fateful?

He dialed your number. You didn’t answer.

v. present

Maybe he was getting ahead of himself. He remembered a feeling of a racing heart being familiar again as the day went on. During the evening when everyone had quieted down, he remembered a flicker of hope.

He dialed your number.

“You picked up right away! We must have thought the same thing!” There was excitement. He suddenly heard himself laugh almost due to relief. “This is funny to say and maybe a little embarrassing but… I thought you were talking to someone else.”

“No, I was waiting for your call.”

“… Really?” He covered his face with his free hand. His cheeks felt warm. “My heart just jumped a bit. I think I’m a bit weird if I say that I feel possessive, that I want to talk to only you privately.”

You had to laugh, too. “I sign in because I enjoy talking with you.”

“But what if you start liking someone else? What if I’m not the reason you sign in anymore? I keep wanting confirmation because I don’t want to lose the happiness now.”

“Then don’t doubt it all. Worrying about the past and the future will only make us more anxious.” You told him. “Let’s live in the present. Now is what matters, right?”

Now.

He realized that it was his time and the smile on his face grew wider. “Yes. I should appreciate this. I’m happy… because you’re in my present.”

Thank you for reading. ♥

#yoosung kim #yoosung x mc #yoosung x reader #mystic messenger #mysme #this was actually supposed to have been for yoosungweek #but guess who never got around to write it #yep it's me #idk i was reviewing yoosung's route and then suddenly thought about his phone calls in the other routes #i'm sure everyone noticed how seven's calls were in each route #so i thought maybe yoosung could be interpreted as such too #maybe lol anyway #i tried!!!!#hope this was okay;;#my writings #mystic messenger fanfiction #mysme fanfiction #mystic messenger fics #mysme fics

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choisgirls · 7 years ago

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Could I pleeeeeease get a scenario where mc is a dude who's always late to work due to *ahem doing the frickity frack* and so their s/o (someone from the rfa of course) just waltzes in and is like, yes hello I am the reason they're always late plz let them keep their job. Bonus points if it's Zen and Jumin and mc is like, "sorry I was doing stuff" And they're like, "I am stuff. Nice to meet you."

A/N: *finger guns* yousaid zen and jumin so i am gonna do just /zen/ and /jumin/ cause now those arethe scenarios i got in my head

Uh idk if this needs to be tagged as NSFW since theres nothing… like that, just mentions to previous nsfw, so read at your own risk i suppose

Masterlist~

ZEN:

You were so fired.

You told him youcouldn’t be late anymore, your last strike was just the other day- your bosswas going to kill you!

Even if you were ontime, your boss has told you time and time again that the hickeys along yourneck were unprofessional and a bad image for the company. You were not lookingforward to this. A few of your co-workers tried to help you out from time totime with their vast amounts of concealer and hair brushes to tame that hair ofyours, but it never helped.

Zen just had a waywith words and god you couldn’t help but melt at them.

You weren’t mad at himper say, but did he have to pull you back into bed every morning? Did he haveto have that damn silver tongue of his? You couldn’t really complain because,admittedly, you wanted him just as bad….. Couldn’t he wait until after work?

Here you were, sittingin your bosses office, waiting for them to come back. They were waiting for youat the front door- knowing you were going to be late again. Anxiously, youtexted Zen, telling him the situation and how much you couldn’t wait to gethome and just cry. You loved this job, you worked hard to get where you were-but you loved him as well. You heard your boss approaching the door and Zenhadn’t texted back, you could feel the tears welling up in your eyes.

As they sat acrossfrom you, they crossed their arms and started to lecture about howinappropriate you’ve been showing up with hickeys, and how unprofessional anddisrespectful it was to continue showing up late after many different levels ofwarning.

“Just what in theworld do you do in the morning to show up so late?” they asked, expectingan answer.

“I.. I just do.. stuff.Important stuff, like-” you tried to say, your voice wavering beforerealizing that there was another presence now in the room.

“Ah, there youare, my love! And you must be MC’s boss- pleasure to meet you! I would be thestuff. I’m Ze-”

A squeal came fromyour bosses mouth as the room immediately grew quiet.

Apparently your bosswas a Zen fan. And now knew that you were dating him. And that every morningyou were late was because you were having sex with him- thanks Zen.

Your face resembledthat of a tomato and you were forced to hide it behind your hands while Zensmooth talked your boss out of firing you, promising to calm down a little inthe mornings and would personally apologize if you were late again.

Which you were just afew days later- but showing up with flowers and a dramatic apology cleared theslate with your boss all over again.

☆.｡.:*.｡.:*☆

*JUMIN:

The problem with thelove of your life is that he was never sorry for making you late.

Which you canunderstand- the two of you were spending intimate, loving time together. He wasstill working through his emotions and you were always ready and willing tospend countless hours with him- whether it be sitting in silence, running ahand through his hair as his head lay in your lap and tell you about his day,or engaging in more… sexual activities. He wanted to make sure you felt lovedand you wanted to do the same.

He’s told youcountless times before that there was no need for you to work, he would takecare of you, but he knows you love your job and you do it for that love, notfor the money aspect. He couldn’t help but respect that and learn to accept it-after all you are your own, independent person. Sometimes he had to remindhimself of that.

But he also couldn’tjust let you walk away from him- so you’re late, that’s fine. It’ll be okay-one day wouldn’t hurt, would it?

Unfortunately for you,it would.

As much as you loveyour job, your boss… you could do without.

They were constantlyfinding little things to get you in trouble for- they didn’t like that you’veclimbed your way up the ladder to where you were now.

You made a typo inyour report? Notified about it. You missed their call? They’re immediately atyour desk asking what you’re doing and mad you didn’t answer. Sometimes you canjust breathe the wrong way and they’re threatening to write you up.

So now that you’veused up all three of your chances to be late- you’re totally screwed.

Now you’re in theiroffice and they look down on you with a slight smirk on their lips, takingpleasure in the idea of firing you. You told Jumin before you even walked intothe building that you knew this was coming, and you weren’t happy with him.

“So,” yourboss started, “you’ve been late three times already. This is your fourthtime. What have you been doing this morning?”

Subconsciously, youpull your collar up a little bit while your face started to heat up- you knewjust underneath your fingertips was a large bite mark Jumin decided to leave inyour skin, bastard.

Out of the corner ofyour eye, you noticed your boss turn their head towards the door behind you-their secretary apologizing and announcing the arrival of the man himself.

“Hello. I hope Ihaven’t imposed on your meeting here-”

“Ah, Mr. Han! Nota problem- I was just asking this employee of mine what they’ve been doing thatwas so important they thought it would be alright to show up to worklate!”

“Me,” Juminresponded, straightening out his tie and staring your boss in the eyes when aconfused noise came out of their mouth. “The thing they’ve been doing thatwas so important. It’s been me. Your employee is the love of my life and myother half- I kept them this morning to engage in more… intimate activities.I would like it if you’d reconsider firing them.”

Your boss looked likea deer in the headlights. They were left stuttering as Jumin ushered you out ofthe room, calling over his shoulder that he would be taking you for the rest ofthe day.

From then on, yourboss kept their anger to themselves- they were too afraid of Jumin and what hecould do to their jobs to mess with yours.

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cheesetrap0113 · 7 years ago

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Can you write up a scenario where mc has hematohidrosis and it is triggered and jumin is unaware of this . I would like to know how his reaction would be. Can you make this angsty pretty please

Okay, finally I am posting this :3 this is long~

I hope I can satisfy you.

Sorry in advance :3

You guys have been married for 6 months now.

Your husband, the Ceo-in-line, Jumin Han has never been busy like this. -He barely have time for you or forElizabeth. Not even a time to talk.

The sex is one thing, but the romance is fading.

You’re trying to understand his situation, as times like this is crucial for the company.

But you are suffering and falling to depression all alone, after you have found out that you are pregnant, and it’s getting worse as you’re afraid your child might inherit your secret. A secret you can’t even tell him.

You can’t even tell him that you, your family is still receiving threats from people since your marriage to Jumin is like a snap of a finger. It was fast.

You don’t want to burden him so you don’t tattle to him.

For the past months, you keep all the bottled feelings just for yourself.

Sometimes, sadness just hits you and make you question his love for you.

Is he seeing someone’s shadow with you? Does he not love you anymore cause he realized that he’s just finding comfort and you happened to be there when he needed it?

Is it even love?

You keep questioning yourself until you are on the verge of crying, but you can’t.

All by yourself, lying on a king size bed, you fell asleep thinking.-Someone opened the door. It was Jumin.

You woke up and greeted him. He didn’t even flinched. Maybe he did not heard you, you thought.

“Jumin, you’re home,” you spoke in a louder voice and this time he looked at you.

“MC, you’re still awake?” he asked.

“I was asleep, when I heard someone opened the door. Jumin, give me a hug,” and you opened your arms wide open.

He walked to your bed, and gave you a tight hug. You at least felt relieved.

“MC, go to sleep now. I’ll follow next…”

“I want to tell you something…” you got serious, but somehow he brushed you off.

“Can this wait, honey? I still need to finish some papers for tomorrow’s deal.”

You smiled and nodded, but deep inside, something has cracked. You felt the sadness and coldness again.

You woke just to find you’re alone again. You let a deep sigh out. Elizabeth meowed at you.

You’re thinking of talking about it to someone, but who?

Yoosung is still a college kid but somehow, he might understand you, but he is busy with school stuff.

Zen will always have time for you and will be ready to listen, but your husband wouldn’t like that. Also Zen might start a fight if he knew this.

Jaehee, is busy just as much Jumin is. You don’t want to burden her further.

Seven is just one call away… or is he? He’s buried with agency work as well. He doesn’t have the luxury to listen to your troubles.

V might be able to help you, since he knows Jumin best, more than you, but he’s not even reachable. He’s not even logging in the RFA chatroom.

In the end, you are alone. You’re getting more depressed and that’s not good for your baby and your condition. If this continues, you might burst at any moment.

Your phone rang. You received an sms, saying “kill yourself, slut. Gold digger whore…” and the insult continues.

Your chest tightened and you find it hard to breath, trying not to cry. You plumped your face with both hands and looked up, shaking your head. You sighed.

Just after, your phone rang again. Zen is calling.

You answer the phone with delight.

“Hey MC! How are you, babe?” Zen greeted you, and he’s obviously flirting.

“Zen, should you really be calling me that, haha!”

“I call every lady like that, don’t get ahead of yourself… haha, just kidding.”

“If you say so…”

“Hey, wanna hang out? Practice is cancelled today so, I thought we could hangout. I have pretty bad performances these past few days,” Zen sounded down.

“Of course, where to go?” you didn’t even thought of it twice, and that’s how desperate you are to talk to someone.

Jumin is getting ready for the meeting with the big shots. He’s bringing the pen father gave to him in case they close the deal. He thought that maybe after this deal, he’ll take you out to somewhere nice.

“It’s been a while since we went out on a date. But after this, we will have more time together…” and he smiled.

“Assistant Kang, please search for the best restaurant around here, after this deal, I’ll take MC out for a dinner,” he said. As usual, he’s making Jaehee do all the work and he will do the fun.

Jaehee sighed before answering. “Alright Mr. Han. Good luck with the deal.”

You sent a message to Jumin before heading out, wondering if he will be able to read it. -Zen is waiting outside with his motorbike but you refused to ride that as Jumin reminded you that that is dangerous. You call Mr. Kim instead to drive you guys around town.

You guys went to the Kebab place Zen’s friend manages.

You two are having a good time until Zen brought the topic of your marriage.

“I still think he doesn’t deserve you, that jerk…”

“Come on Zen,” and you chuckled.

“How’s he treating you these days? Are you guys okay? I mean, you suddenly said yes when I asked you to hang out. Where’s the jerk?”

You froze. Something inside you triggered the emotions you are keeping up all this time.

Not to mention that some people inside the place are glancing towards your direction and murmuring to each other. Everything is mixing up and is getting blurry. You let a word out…

“Zen, I… have something to tell you…”

The deal went through and everyone is congratulating Jumin for his hard work. That is somewhat expected but still, everyone is recognizing his talents.

Jumin grabbed the phone inside his coat pocket and there was a message. He raised an eyebrow when he read the message. He sighed.

“Assistant Kang, cancel my reservation at the restaurant. I’m going home,” and with that he just left.

“But Mr. Han! You still have papers to do… and he’s gone, sigh…” poor Jaehee is left with all the work again.

“I was just busy these past few days and now she’s spending time with Zen? How inconsiderate can you be MC? This is for us…” he thought to himself as he entered the car.

Zen, gawking, with his eyes wide open. Is this true, he thought.

“Jumin’s not getting away with this!” and with that Zen stood up and stormed out of the place. You followed him.

“Zen, please stop! I don’t want more trouble. It’s been too much…” you sounded down as you tug his sleeves.

Zen looks at you with worried eyes. He should hug you, he thought but somehow he brought himself not to do it. “Let’s get you home…” and he escorted you back to the car.

Jumin waited patiently for you to come back, and knowing Zen, he will probably escort you back home.

You turned the door open and you saw your husband sitting, both hands clasped together. Zen followed you inside.

“So, you guys had fun? Zen, is my wife fun?” He raised an eyebrow.

“Bastard…” he whispered to himself and in a blink of an eye, Zen grabbed Jumin by his collar, grabbing him up.

Jumin stood up, glaring at Zen, grabbing his arm and clenching it hard.

“You bastard have the nerve to do that to her? Mind if I remind you who is she?! Huh?!” Zen’s voice is shaking in anger.

“Mind if I remind you who is she? She’s my wife, you weasel…” Jumin pushed Zen off.

“Guys! Stop it! Jumin stop it!” You got in between, parting them away.

“Why don��t you tell him that MC? You had fun that much with him?!” Jumin raised his voice, something that’s unusual. Meaning he’s really mad.

“You jerk! Asshole! You don’t even know what your wife is going through and now your disrespecting her?!” Zen punched Jumin in the face in a flash. Jumin was taken a back and was ready to bounce back, with the intent of punching him as well.

“And you know better than I do?!” and he gave Zen a direct hit on his face, making the guy bleed.

“Guys, stop!!” You screamed at the top of your lungs, panting hard.

“Zen please, stop it. I’ll talk to Jumin myself…” your voice shaking, careful not to let a drop of tears fall.

Zen catch deep breaths, his shoulder up and down. He pointed Jumin.

“You… you better listen, cause this is the last time I’ll hand her to you. You bastard don’t even deserve her! The next time I hear her telling those stories, Jumin I assure you, I’ll beat you up till your dead!” and he headed out , slamming the door shut.

Silence fell between the two of you, Jumin looking at you with a big question mark on his face.

You decided to crack the silence.-“Jumin… I am sorry that I hang out with Zen, but please let me explain.”

“What did you do…?”-“Don’t think like that Jumin… it’s nothing like that. I just wanted someone to talk with…”

“And I wasn’t enough? That’s why you talked to him? MC who am I?” Jumin’s voice is cracking, tears glistening in his eyes.

“Jumin please listen… I just wanted to talk to someone about my problems, and you seem so busy with everything. I tried to talk to you but you said you’re busy and—“

“I thought you would be more understanding MC. I was wrong. One moment I was gone and you’re talking to other guys. Can’t you at least try to understand the situation I am in? What about you? You’re just here all day, having the time of your life with everything on the tip of your fingers yet you did this to me? What did you ever do? I’m doing this for us, and you can’t even understand it! You’re not the only one whose tired!”

You snapped. First he wouldn’t even listen to you and second, he’s blaming you for what’s happening. You stood there in silence, without making a sound, your tears started falling.

Jumin’s eyes widened in horror and surprise. He’s taking a moment to comprehend what is happening.

Out it flows, your tears. Your bloody tears. Gushing out of your eyes. The thing you can’t even tell him is finding it’s way through your eyes for him to see.

Jumin’s tears run down against his cheeks. What’s happening, he thought, as he Still doesn’t know what to do.

“Blood?“ he asked.

“Jumin… i’m so sorry that this have to happen. It’s just that… these past few months, I feel you slowly drifting away from me and I feel sad and lonely. I don’t want to burden you from work so I tried my best to be understanding,” you explained as the tears kept flowing out.

“What?” Jumin said in the same expression, wondering and horrified.

“People are still sending me and my family threats, and again, I didn’t tell you because I don’t want you to deal it for me.”

“MC…”

“And I went out with Zen cause I wanted to talk to someone about my problems, cause I don’t want to stress about it because… Jumin… I’m pregnant,” MC sniffed and cried out more. More blood coming out of her eyes, staining her face red.

Jumin froze. Seeing her wife cry out blood crushes him. He’s aware what is it, but for her wife to have such condition is somewhat unbelievable, and he triggered it. I did this to her, he thought. I did this to her and she’s pregnant? She’s bearing my child!

“MC, Oh my God, I am so sorry… “ and with that he rushed to your side, wiped the blood off your face and hugged you tight. He keeps apologizing to you.

“MC, I am so sorry I did this to you, oh my God, please forgive me,” and he cried his eyes out. You have never seen him make that expression, that sound, sounds like he’s been traumatized for life. You cried with him.

“I was so selfish, thinking that you could understand everything, and I didn’t even tried to listen to you! Please forgive me, oh my God…” and he hugged you tighter.

“I was afraid that you would be disgusted with this… that’s why i tried my best not to cry in front of you. I’m sorry for all of this Jumin…” you hugged him back, staining his clothes with your bloody tears.

“You should never be sorry…” Jumin let go and cupped your face with both his hands. “I should be ashamed of myself for letting you feel all this MC. Please forgive me…” and he kissed your eyes.

The thing even you yourself is disgusted with, he’s accepting and loving it with his heart.

“Jumin…”

“MC, I’ll renew my vow to you right now,” he looked at you with that crying smug of him. “MC, I will do my best so that you’ll never feel alone again. I promise to you to be my top priority in my life, and I will cherish our child just as much as I love you.” Jumin kept crying.

Hearing those words, your tears kept falling as well. Jumin leans in.

“I promise you, the next time you cry, it will be because of happiness… it will be tears, and not this bloody mess.”

He kissed you. The taste of blood and his lips are all mixing up, giving a bittersweet aftertaste.

“Jumin… stop this…” and you kept crying. But this time, you are smiling.

“You’re still beautiful with all this mess MC. I’ll be a dad, right?” and he touched your tummy, while giving you a big smile.

“Thank you so much, MC. You’re my saving grace…”

“I’ll do my best so this thing will never happen again. We will have days filled with happiness…”

Jumin kept saying love vows to you as the night kept getting deeper.

It was a rough ride, but somehow, things will get better from now on.

#mystic messenger #jumin han #jumin x mc #ask me

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elizabeth3rdnotelly · 7 years ago

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Can I get an imagine where RFA + Saeran + V gets mad at MC but she freaks out because their parents were abusive?

I’m so sorry if you had to go through something like that, Anon :(

TRIGGER WARNING: Abuse

Yoosung

He was in the middle of a tournament in LOLOL

MC brought him some water

Cuz staying hydrated is important when you’re fighting monsters

But she accidentally spilled water on his computer

Which not only had and intense game going on, but also Yoosung’s coursepaper

Now, Yoosung doesn’t get angry very often, especially at MC

But the furious expression on his face was scary to look at

He was going to yell at MC

Until he saw MC crying already

This reaction seemed weird to him

Hey.. - he tried to grab her hand but she backed away

She looked so scared and Yoosung was starting to cool down a bit

It was just an accident after all

When she told him her parents used to beat her for much smaller transgressions, Yoosung was mortified

Sure, his parents are quite strict since they are government officials

But strict doesn’t equal abusive

Comforts her by reassuring her that now that she’s with him, MC won’t have to deal with nothing like that anymore

Zen

I honestly can’t imagine him getting mad at MC

One time he jokingly scolded her for not having a skincare routine

He honestly didn’t expect MC to be on the verge of tears, apologizing profusely

So startled

“MC.. I was just kidding” - his voice sounds soothing and reassuring

He gets mad for real when MC tells him about her family

He’s not exactly on good terms with his own family but it’s not that extreme

He is quite overprotective as he is but after this incident his desire to protect his princess from all evils of the world grows much stronger

Jaehee

MC accidentally spilled coffee on Jaehee’s documents, ruining the results of her overnight work

She doesn’t show that she’s mad, she knows it was an accident

But she is clearly FRUSTRATED

And her cold demeanor reminds MC of her mother

And her childhood times when she used to hide around the house to avoid her mother’s death glare whenever she did something slightly wrong

Jaehee’s frustration changes for concern when she notices MC is behaving like a scared child

Surely she knows that Jaehee’s not that angry, right?

“You know, it’s okay, I’m sure I must have a copy at my office, so it’ll be alright. Just be more careful next time^^”

MC is relieved that Jaehee’s not mad at her

She tells her about her abusive parents and that makes Jaehee really sad

She had a hard time with her aunt so she can relate

Jumin

It’s pretty different to make him lose his composure

He isn’t used to expressing his emotions openly

Which sometimes makes MC interpret his silence or stern facial expression like he was angry with her

Whereas he was just tired from work

So she was hesitant to approach him

These signs of her being afraid of him made Jumin confused

So he did the most logical thing: confronted her about it

When she told him about her family, it was hard for him to comprehend

Since family is the most important thing in his system of values

Asks if it would be possible to reconcile with MC’s family

He understands if MC doesn’t want to and he’ll drop that topic, but still insists on seeing a therapist to resolve the clearly remaining issues of MC’s abusive past.

Tries to be more open with his emotions so MC feels comfortable around him

Seven

MC has done the one thing she really shouldn’t have - scratched one of his babies

He is livid when he finds out

And he is pretty scary when he’s yelling angrily at someone

His anger dissuades when he realizes that MC is having a panic attack

Stops it by kissing her (that’s a valid way, as far as I know)

Saeyoung is so surprised that someone could have a panic attack just from being yelled at so he forgets all about the car

When MC tells him about her family, he feels very remorseful

He knows how it is to live in an abusive household better than anyone

“MC, I’m sorry I screamed at you. I know that you had to face many challenges but I promise you will never have to go through something like that again. Not with me by your side.”

I have a hard time imagining angry V..

Honestly, he doesn’t even have an angry emoji in the chatroom

But he notices when MC gets unusually shy and flustered whenever she is in a situation where other people might come off as rude/angry

Which is a drastic contrast to her usually cheerful attitude

So he simply asks her about the reason

After MC tells him, V starts standing up for her in these kinds of situations

He usually would just brush it off but now that he knows that it would remind MC of her abusive parents, he simply won’t have it

Saeran

He gets mad really easily but that’s the defense mechanism which he developed due to his abusive past

MC is the opposite of him in this regard

His behavior makes her freak out

And it is never his intention

After Seven told him about MC’s past from the background check, he changes his behavior towards MC

But only to MC

Becomes very caring but tries not to make it too obvious

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thirstyfortom · 7 years ago

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High School Band AU: Ch. 23

Boxes and boxes of clothes and belongings everywhere.

You sigh, tying your hair in a lazy ponytail before lifting up one of the boxes and placing in the bed. It’s old, but you’re sweating from all the work you’ve been doing since the morning… and you still have to pack your things too.

And you will, right after you’re done with helping Rika pack hers.

“Can’t believe you have that much makeup it stuffs a whole box!”

“Well, what can I say? My mom… likes to buy me makeup… that’s probably the only thing she likes doing for me…” you get so uncomfortable everytime she throws some comment about how bad her relationship with her mom is… so you trid to avoid keeping on that subject… until now.

“What did she say when you said you were leaving?”

“Well, let’s see… she thinks it’s a waste of money sending me to rehab again, but… a little time away would be good to avoid any more rumors… if you ask me, I think she’s mad I broke up with Jihyun and people in the neighborhood are talking about it…” oh… so she did break up with V, you were wondering what happened, but God knows what Rika or any band member would say if you actually asked about it…

“Rumors that he cheated on you?” you ask, already regretting your unnecessary honesty.

“Not really, there were always rumors about me dating him just for the money, anyway… so don’t think too highly of yourself, you’re not the center of this crisis.” She smirks sardonically. “What about you?”

“What about me?”

“Well, your father… did he agree on you just going like this?”

“No, he… well, he’s not. But he won’t interfere… he thinks this change would be good for him, for my mom, for me… everybody…”

“Do you?”

“What?”

“Do you think it will be good for everybody?”

It won’t. After you made to the celebration for the victory only to announce you were going away, the Mystic Messenger crew seemed… sad. The party suddenly turned into a funeral, and there was no mood to stay there any longer… there is no mood to ask them for help in packing your things, so when Rika called you for help, you weren’t exactly comfortable, but… you could help her packing if she helped you.

You weren’t exactly shocked when she told you she was also leaving. You would do the same if you were she, you are… doing the same… well, you’re not going to rehab at some fancy place in the country, you are basically crossing the word to live with a woman who is your mom, but… also pretty much a stranger. It’s different… Rika is leaving to take care of herself, fix her own mess and begin to look for happiness through sobriety.

You? Just running away from your doubts and problems.

“It won’t. But I don’t really care at this point.” Which, surprisingly, it’s not a lie.

Because you don’t. You just want to forget. Forget this drama with Zen, Yoosung, Jaehee, Jumin, Saeyoung, V and Rika, forget that you actually thought you and Saeran could work after having a magical night with him, and forget that he ruined the magical night by reminding you that, no matter what you do, you still slept with a guy who has… had a girlfriend. Saeran can’t forgive you, and neither can yourself.

So now you don’t care anymore. If you can’t forgive yourself, at least you should try to start over. Your mom’s timing was perfect in showing up like that, and even more perfect when you got home after fighting with Saeran and saw your parents discussing this possibility, all they need was your answer. “Yes” to going to America, “yes” to living with your mom and leaving our dad, “yes” to starting over.

“Yeah, me neither.” Rika nods, shrugging as she tosses some clothes in the box with a “donate” written on it. “Thanks for coming to help me, you didn’t have to.”

“I know, I just wanted to and… well, this is one of those situations of me scratching your back if you scratch mine, I need help with my own packing.”

“Ah yeah… I’ll have to go to your house… can’t believe I’ll have to go to the slums of this town.”

“It will be good to leave the Shortcake Strawberry’s mansion, princess.” You both scoff. “From all the places on Earth, Rika, I never thought I would come to your house.”

“Well, from all people on Earth, I never thought you would be in my soon to be former house.” Both of you smile lazily. What is this? Are you… bonding?

“Oh, and from all the artists on Earth, I never thought you would like David Bowie.” You point at the Ziggy Stardust poster in the wall.

“Good thing he wasn’t an earthling, then.” You nod and laugh, so does she. “What? You thought I could never be that educated in music?”

“You thought Patti Smith was dead the first time we met, girl…” she narrows her eyes at you as you smirk. “But I don’t know anything about you, anyway… I didn’t even know you play guitar.” Now you point to the guitar placed on the support next to her bed.

“That guitar was my only contact with music these last months, I can’t really sing, but I can play.” She lowers her gaze a little. “I would sit on my bed, look Youtube videos for tutorials an play the songs I like. Bowie’s songs, mostly.”

She grabs the guitar, running her fingers mindlessly through the chords. And as you watch her, you wonder if this is the same girl you met at the record store that one day, the same girl acting like a soft bitch around you and then accusing you of being manipulative. Rika seems tough, she might look above all these things, but truth is, she’s… fragile, she’s just a girl… and… it’s almost looking in the mirror right now. She starts playing for real, and you know these accords…

“It's a God awful small affair to the girl with the mousey hair. But her mummy is yelling ‘no’ and her daddy has told her to go. But her friend is nowhere to be seen, now she walks through her sunken dream…”

She looks at you and smiles as putting more efforts in playing the song. It’s clear how much she wants to sing, but doesn’t want to detune. Like if you cared if she actually does.

“To the seats with the clearest view, and she's hooked to the silver screen. But the film is sadd'ning bore, for she's lived it ten times or more. She could spit in the eyes of fools as they ask her to focus on…”

You stop singing, nodding for he to continue. She looks at you, then at the guitar, then at you again…

“Sailors fighting in the dance hall. Oh man! Look at those cavemen go... It's the freakiest show! Take a look at the lawman beating up the wrong guy. Oh man! Wonder if he'll ever know he's in the best selling show…”

And you sing together, completely out of tune. “Is there life on Mars?”

After the weird duet is over, you look at each other awkwardly, letting a nervous chuckle out. And though your smiles look uncomfortable, they also look sincere.

“Hey, Rika… are we friends?”

“No, we are packing, remember?” you both laugh, but you get the cue to actually go back to work.

But something else interrupts the packing. Knocks on the door, Rika tells them to come in.

“Your mom said I could come in…” oh, you actually know this voice…

It’s V.

“Then maybe she should go to rehab instead of me, since she’s clearly high on something.” V chuckles at her comment. You just… avoid his gaze and grab one of the boxes to put in the corner of her bedroom… and stay there with the box.

“It’s good to see you, MC.” He says. Shit…

“No doubt it is...” Rika sneers. “You must have came to see her, you couldn’t possibly be here because of me.”

“I’m surprised of seeing MC here, mainly because this is perfect. I… wanted to talk to both of you.”

“We don’t have anything to talk about anymore, Jihyun. But if you have something to say to her, I’ll give you guys some privacy.” Please, no.

“V, I… I don’t think there’s anything we should talk about, we…’ve done enough, don’t you think?”

“Yes, you’re right, MC. Matter of fact, I… I am apologizing to you, officially now. What happened between us… shouldn’t have happened… and wouldn’t have happened if I weren’t so tired of everything. You’re a sweet girl, very confused back then, and I was aware of the damage I could cause to Rika and to myself, but… not to you, MC. So I’m sorry…” You’re not really surprised to hear this, you look at Rika… neither is she apparently. “And… I heard you’re living, so I hope what happened between us isn’t affecting your decision…”

“Don’t think too highly of yourself, Jihyun.” Rika says in the same tone she did with you before.

“Yes, uhm… I’m leaving because I think it will be good for me.” You nod, but still don’t look at him.

“Well, I’m glad to know that…” he smiles sweetly. “You’re leaving too, huh?” he turns to Rika.

“Yes, you’re finally free, like you’ve always wanted.” She places the guitar on the bed and crosses her arms.

“All I want is you to be happy, Rika. I thought I could bring you happiness, but all I did was hurt you, I’m sincerely sorry for that. So… yes, I’m happy that you’re leaving, as long as it brings all the good things you deserve.” You notice her loosing a little from the stiffness of her crossed arms. “Anyway, I… there’s so much I want to sa to you, but… I don’t really know how, so… can I sing?”

“This isn’t a musical where you fix everything through a song, Jihyun…”

“Of course not, but… please, just one song, then I’ll disappear from your sigh forever.” She looks at him, then at you. Why the hell is she looking at you? She doesn’t advice from you now, does she?

“Fine, just one.” She rolls her eyes and obliges, V nods, clearly holding a smile. And you… should be out of here and give them some privacy…

“You can stay too, MC. I might have the right words for you too.” Oh god… doesn’t he know this is the kind of thing who started the whole problem from the beginning?

“I… I don’t think I…”

“Please, stay.” Rika holds your arm, and it should sound like an order, but she’s actually… begging. So you stay.”

“Can you lend me your guitar?” Rika nods in a serious expression at his request. “I’m a little rusty even on the bass and… I’m not as good as you, and I’m, but still…” she rolls her eyes and curls her lips.

V clears his throat and adjusts his posture.

“Velvet, I can wish you for the collar of your coat. And fortune smiling all along your way. But more I cannot wish you then to wish you find your love. Your own true love this day…”

Well, this is quite the evolution to having Robin Thicke on his car stereo…

“Standing there, gazing at you. Full of the bloom, of youth. Standing there, gazing at you with the sheepish eye and the look of the truth…”

Rika tilts her head as he struggle a little to put the notes together while trying to look at her. And though you feel like watching all of their expressions, V looks at you.

“Music, I can wish you. Merry music while you're young. And wisdom, when your hair has turned to gray. But more I cannot wish you then to wish you find your love. Your own true love this day”

Oh… that’s why he said he would have the right words for you too… V always admired your talent, but… have he heard about the situation with Saeran?

“With the sheepish eye. and the look of the truth, and the strong arms to carry you away…” he look at both of you, smiling.

You smile back. Not everything is about forgetting, some things are about forgiving.

And you wish that you and Saeran could talk like this and find some common ground like Rika and V probably will do as you left them to have an honest conversation. Rika said she would be coming later to your house to help you, but you wouldn’t be surprised if she doesn’t show up. You’ll start packing, getting ready to leave Korea, the band, the drama… and Saeran.

And with that, I bittersweetly announce that next week we’re having the last chapter of this fic. So stay around ;)

← Chapter 22 | Chapter 24 →

#mystic messenger fics #mystic messenger #mystic messenger au #high school au #mystic messenger rika #mystic messenger v #jihyun kim #saeran x mc

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raeyvies · 7 years ago

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“Push and Pull” pt. 6 // VxMC fic (based on day 10)

Surprise double update!! Things better be getting good now right? And yes somewhere in this chapter you’ll start getting love triangle vibes /o/ Remember MC here is “MC Jeon”

By the way, how would you guys feel if I gave MC an actual name? I mean like it’ll still be MC but legit when I write this story, I accidentally write “you” instead of MC cuz well MC isn’t a name xD

I was thinking to choose from these names: Jeon Dayeon, Jeon Jinhee, Jeon Ji-An. Which would you pick?

Pt. 1 // Pt. 2 // Pt. 3 // Pt.4 // Pt.5 // Pt. 6

Length: 3234

Part: 6/?

Pairing: VxMC

Warnings: None

Sorry for any grammatical mistakes ^^;;

“Jaehee…,” MC held her hand out to her, inviting her to sit next to her. Jaehee fought to swallow down her tears–she had always been one to show her feelings in private–but this was not as easy, despite having been fooled once already about Rika’s death. Accepting her invitation, the short haired girl sat next to MC, allowing herself to be comforted. “It must be hard but I'm here for you. I'm here for all of you. I know we just met but I can't thank you all enough for being by my side after all this. I’ll be with you if you need a shoulder to lean on, okay.”

It had been a tough day despite everyone’s efforts to remain optimistic. Jaehee let out her cries even in front of her boss but it really did serve a purpose. Because MC encouraged Jaehee to not hide her pain, Jumin realized that his assistant was more than just his worker and fellow member of the RFA. As he saw how selfless MC was, disregarding her own views on the situation and well, having her own dilemmas, Jumin could not help but think that MC came into their lives as a light. As a new sun. As a balance.

Jihyun had been gone for a while with Saeyoung and MC began to worry if something happened. What if Jihyun hurt himself? Saeyoung would have called without a doubt so maybe they were fine. Maybe they were having a long talk and Saeyoung could have been dropping the bomb (pun totally unintended) on him about Rika.

Too much was happening, and there was much more gloom than MC would like to admit she could handle for one day. She needed some refreshing or maybe a restart to the day, and well, she thought it could start by having a change of clothes.

“What city are we at? So much was happening I didn't notice what hospital this is. Then again it was nighttime and we were airlifted here,” MC said after a period of silence. She was surprised that after all this time it never occurred to her to ask where she was, though, it was normal because her mind with clouded with worries and fears.

“We're in Busan, MC. Inje University Haeundae Hospital,” Jumin answered, after all, he was the one who brought them there. MC was taken aback. She was far from home. At least three to four hours away, and Jumin noticed that, suddenly realizing that no one ever asked where she came from. ”I take it that you’re far from where you live.”

Scratching the back of her head and giving a soft chuckle, MC nodded, “Yeah it's pretty far at least by car. But I guess by train it's maybe an hour or two. I'm from Daejeon actually. I was going to say that maybe I could go with one of you to get a new set of clothes in the meantime.”

What MC did not mention was that she wanted to get rid of the clothes she was wearing because they were Rika’s. Little by little and step by step she wanted to strip herself of the terrible moments of these previous eleven days.

Jaehee volunteered to take MC to a retail store assuming that she could be discharged then and there, however, the nurse who had been monitoring her all this time came in. The nurse told them that she might be discharged at night and asked for Zen and Jaehee to give Jumin and MC privacy. Because Jumin passed as her guardian he was allowed to stay for the moment as the nurse discussed MC’s condition with them.

The nurse went over the medication she would have to take for the next week to help her gain back the nutrients her body was missing, and asked for MC to not strain herself for in the near future to prevent another incident like this one. MC was surprised to know she had anemia but she was aware that it was nothing that she would have to be worried about. Yes she would have to make sure she ate properly and that was nothing of a huge effort to begin with. Of course, it also explained why she was so tired recently.

In the meantime, Jaehee and Zen went out to buy MC a new set of clothes that was much more comfortable, both physically and mentally.

Jumin stayed with MC the entire time and was relieved when she was healthy enough to not need an IV anymore. She had definitely regained color in her skin compared to last night, and she looked so much brighter and stronger. Clearly showing that she was comfortable with him, MC talked more about herself and who she was. She had not gotten the chance to truly show the RFA who she was but she was ecstatic to finally show them one by one. And Jumin continued asking questions as he was intrigued in this girl. He found out that she was only two years younger than him so she was twenty five years old. He finally understood why MC was so mature despite everything she had gone through. It was something he really admired about her. However, knowing that she lived quite a distance away, Jumin dreaded the day that MC would return to her home if she ever decided to. He was about to ask her when she would leave when Jaehee and Zen returned with multiple bags of clothing.

“We have a special delivery for Miss Jeon from the fashion department,” Zen came in announcing as he placed the paper bags on MC’s bed. ”Oh! You don't have the IV anymore! Does that mean you get to leave today?”

She nodded as she looked through the contents in each bag. It was much more than she asked but then again she knew she would be staying for a while to be with Jihyun and she had no interest in returning to her home, and risk being followed by Saeran. Admittedly, she was terrified to go home because she would be alone and vulnerable. “Thank you so much! I'll make sure to pay you two back for this. I think I might relocate here in the next months but in the meantime these clothes are enough. So thanks again. And yes I can leave tonight, I don't know where I'll stay–”

“You'll be staying at my penthouse for now until you can settle down here in the city and adjust to the new cityscape,” Jumin interrupted, though it was not his intention. As MC stated she would consider moving to Busan, Jumin wanted to make sure she stayed but it seemed that he blurted it out instead, catching her off guard. She stuttered in agreement, but MC did not really have much of a choice, and she was not interested in blatantly turning down an offer that was so convenient for her.

On the other hand, Zen was somewhat annoyed with Jumin’s upfront interjection. It had been a miracle that the two had not instigated an argument sooner. “Jumin it's not for you to decide if she actually stays here permanently or where she’s going to live for the moment. You can't control everyone for God’s sake.”

MC rather decided to go ahead and take a shower but sadly there was not one in their room. Leaving the room with a set of clothes in her arms and her cell phone, she asked a nearby nurse where she could take a shower. On her way to the showers which were a decent stroll away, she checked her phone and had received multiple notifications from the same person. Although the ID tag said they came from Ray, it was Saeran.

Her heart dropped. All this time she had been distracted from this entire mess. She had forgotten about that phone call. She had forgotten her nightmares. And MC thought it was over with Rika’s death but there was still Saeran. Her palms began to sweat as she hurried on her way to the shower where she could open up the messages and voicemail in silence. MC could hear her heartbeat in her ears but remained composed.

Her shower came first to ease her tension and mentally prepare herself for whatever messages Saeran had left on her phone. The hot water relaxed her muscles and helped her reach a moment of peace, one that she did not think she needed until now. The clothes that Zen and Jaehee had picked out for MC were right in line with her preferred style. It felt great to wear leggings once again along with a large button up shirt.

She felt like she was in her own skin for once.

Towel wrapped over her hair, drops of water falling onto her brand new shirt, she a took seat on the bench in the bathroom and opened the text messages first.

You're the only person I've ever cared for. You must like me. I like you too.

Thank you for being here with me. I really wanted you to stay longer.

I thought I was being a good boy. I thought I was good enough for you to stay.

Without you I feel like I can't breathe. It's like I'm dying. I don't have a purpose anymore.

MC come back I miss you.

I have nowhere to go anymore MC. My savior has died therefore I am nothing anymore.

I have served my purpose.

I'll come back for you another day. I promise you that.

There were several more messages along those lines. MC wanted to pity him, she really did but that was something she could not do for him anymore. This man was sick and MC could decipher that he was more than just figuratively sick. He was not normal; it was as though he lacked any social interaction and that made him that way. But MC could not forget that he tried to drug her too. She could not forget that she had been essentially imprisoned in that room, only able to leave it when Saeran came for her. She had to think of herself before him even though she was the one mad enough to actually go to him, be blindfolded, and fooled by his lies. MC’s hand was balled up in a fist as she thought of everything that could have happened to her at Mint Eye. What if Saeran had lost his control on her like he had with Jihyun? What if he had refused to let her out of his sight? Where would MC be right now if Jihyun had not sent Saeyoung their coordinates?

No lighthearted possibilities came to mind unfortunately as she could only imagine herself being abused, violated, maybe even brainwashed like Saeran. However, MC could only replace those thoughts with memories of Jihyun’s cries through the phone; they were haunting her, so she let out a heavy sigh, closing her eyes and letting the memory play once again. There was no use in fighting it.

We should’ve escaped at the first chance we got, Jihyun. That didn't have to happen to you, MC mentally cried. Later on when Jihyun would fully recover, she was sure to ask him who Saeran was, or at least when the moment seemed appropriate. He seemed to know a lot more about him than even Saeyoung knew. MC felt that she needed some closure before moving on. After all, there would only remain questions for the rest of her life and it would haunt her then.

Shaking her head, she tried to stop thinking about Jihyun and Saeran that night, and listened in to the voicemail he had left.

“The weather was nice today so I wanted to talk to you. But looks like you're not picking up the phone. What a shame.. Listen, to be honest, when you were in that room MC, those were the happiest days of my life. Having you so close I mean. You never showed a spot of betrayal. Dammit it was because of Jihyun that you're not here. I won't ever forget how you trusted me and waited for me. I won't forget your voice. I miss you a lot. I know I've said it so many times already but in the end we couldn't see each other,” Saeran’s voice gradually became broken and lower, sending chills down MC’s spine. This voicemail was causing so much confusion and conflict within her because she knew both sides of him even though Saeran though she only saw the man named Ray. This was beginning to start more like a goodbye than another phone call.

“The last time we met was when I introduced you to the savior right? Now I'll never get to see you. It's all my fault. I dreamed of living happily ever after when this all ended. That won't happen anymore. Though it was brief, I never imagined myself loving someone like I loved you. I wanted to go on a date with you. Hold you hand. Eat ice cream with you. I'm dreaming too big aren't I? I think even now I made you hear how pathetic I am.”

However, his voice completely changed, now sounding sinister and threatening. “But none of this is over, MC. I'll still find my way to you and make these dreams come true. You'll be with me again and we'll live happily ever after. We'll just have to see what the future brings but for now I think this is over. You won't be seeing Ray anymore,” after that, MC heard him cough and growl, struggling with some sort of pain. Once again the voice had changed and it sounded strained and bitter. ”Farewell my dear flower. I hope you’ll remember me like I remembered you.”

The last thing MC heard was the sound of rapid ticking and beeping before the silence was broken by an explosion. As the noise was extremely loud in her ear, she gasped, pulling the phone away quickly. Then the call was voicemail ended with the operator saying in its monotonous voice, “End of voicemail. To listen to this message again press two. To save this message press four.”

Why she decided to save the voicemail was still unknown. Saeran died and MC kept his last words recorded, but what use would she have of it? It seemed however, like the proper thing to do. But that sinister voice rang in her ears. What did he mean that they would see each other again? The man was dead. That would be impossible.

Rika died in an explosion in her apartment. Saeran died in explosion God knows where. The only conclusion MC could reach was that they were destroying evidence of their cult. No one could survive.

And she was an eyewitness of that cult so MC must be evidence of its existence, too.

A few minutes later, MC was able to gather herself after that shocking voicemail. She repeated to herself that she would be fine. That nothing would happen to her. Both Rika and Saeran were dead, and that had to be enough to put the RFA out of harm's way. With those two out of the picture, MC could focus on aiding Jihyun in his recovery. He was her priority for now undoubtedly and her heart ached at the idea of being unable to be by his side. There was no real reason to leave, for now.

Placing her dirty clothes in a bag and removing the towel from her head, MC left the shower room to find herself bumping into Saeyoung and Jihyun. They must have been done with their long walk then. MC assumed that Saeyoung had told him about Rika’s death as the mint haired man had a gloomy expression plastered onto his face. Before the two men noticed that MC was in front of them, they were talking about Saeran.

“...way to get Saeran out of there,” Jihyun was in the midst of explaining to Saeyoung that his brother was alive at Mint Eye. Neither of them must have known what MC knew then. However, why was this to be discussed with Saeyoung? Did he know who Saeran was?

Wait.

Similar names. Almost identical facial features. Different voices however. There was something MC did not know yet and she was beginning to puzzle it together. Saeran and Saeyoung have to be related without a doubt. Maybe it was not the moment to discuss his death with them yet. They already had to mourn the loss of Rika, and MC was not about to hurt them even more.

As the two men finally took note of MC, they immediately cut their conversation. She wanted to say something to them but she did not know what it was, so instead she gave them a small grin and walked by Jihyun’s side.

As Jihyun saw how healthy MC appeared to be, it instantly changed his expression. Despite the previous discussion he had with Saeyoung over Rika and Saeran, seeing MC again gave him the energy that was drawn away from him earlier.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to pry into your conversation,” MC apologized for intruding in the midst of an important talk. Sadly, it still ate at her that she would have to wait to tell them about Saeran. But how would she tell them? Would she show them the voicemail? Would she just tell them? Would they even believe her?

The three walked together to their room and spent the rest of the day discussing things about the party, occasional moments about Rika, and mostly the RFA was getting to know MC. When night time fell, everyone was asked to leave the room and leave Jihyun to rest.

No one wanted to leave, but MC was the one who wanted to stay the most. Maybe she had grown accustomed to being by his side after all this time. It was a strange feeling to leave him alone now. Just as everyone was leaving, MC stayed could not fight the urge as she ran back to Jihyun to embrace him. He was caught off guard as he almost fell back onto his bed, but he was just as happy to have MC in his arms for one more moment again. She hugged him carefully, aware of his wound that was healing much quicker than expected. Unlike that night out in the mountains, Jihyun returned the embrace and wrapped his arms around her waist.

It felt so much warmer than that night. It was so pure and innocent.

“I’ll be back tomorrow after helping out with cleaning up the party venue,” MC mumbled against his chest. If anything, she wanted to stay there in his arms. It was very clear that her feelings for him were not going to disappear anytime soon. “Take care of yourself please.”

“I’ll be fine, I promise,” Jihyun reassured her as he noticed that Jumin was glaring at him. “You give me so much strength, MC. But please don’t keep Jumin waiting, I think he wants to get home too.”

The two friends knew each other so well. Jumin did not need words to tell Jihyun to be cautious of his actions and choose his moves carefully. And Jihyun was completely aware of Jumin’s warning.

To be continued...

Pt. 1 // Pt. 2 // Pt. 3 // Pt.4 // Pt.5 // Pt. 6

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han-jumins · 7 years ago

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Hey! I loved your Drunk RFA headcanon so maybe I can ask a similar headcanon? How about RFA + Saeran had a fight with MC and she break up with them. And one day they are so sad and drink a LOT and call her in the phone apologizing and ask her to come back? Sorry if this is confusing, my english isn't so good. Thank u

Aw thank you for liking my work!! also your english is fantastic don’t worry ^^

RFA + Saeran Breakup

YOOSUNG

“You know what Yoosung I’m fed up with you comparing me to Rika all the time, it hurts you know, do you even know that?! You probably don’t care. I love you.. but I guess you only need Rika. Y-you know what I’m done, we’re over”

The words echo through Yoosung’s mind as he chugs another beer down

He loves her, he hell is sure of it but he made a grave mistake

He knows she loathed being compared to Rika but he still is a fool to keep doing it

Yoosung remembers all the times she made him happy, all the times they laughed, cooked together, held hands, held her waist as she sits on his lap while he plays LOLOL

He misses it all

Wet tears burned his eyes and he didn’t even try to stop them, he was too tired

He felt his phone around his pocket and absentmindedly called MC, wanting to hear her voice, wanting to feel her presence even if it was just her voice

“Hello?”

“Oh God you picked up, I’m- I’m so sorry MC! I love you I really do, I was stupid I was so so stupid MC I need you. I need you, my princess please MC I love you”

“Yoosung are you drunk right now”

Her voice made him smile but the reality of what he’s doing right now made him feel embarassed

“I’m sorry…”

MC sighed

“I’m sorry for hurting your feelings yoosung, tell you what get yourself sobered, come over here and let’s have a talk, I-I miss you”

“Y-yes! yes MC i’ll do just that! I’ll do everything just to have you in my arms again, I love you so much”

ZEN

Zen did it, he knows the weight of the situation and he blew it, god was he really this stupid?

“Zen I know you have a career to take care of and you know I support you but can’t you atleast give me some of your time! You barely even look at me nowadays and you’ve been smoking and drinking nonstop. Take care of yourself!”

“Look MC I’m tired, can’t you just sleep already”

“No! Zen I love you, if you keep being like this to me and to yourself you’ll break us apart”

“I’m the one breaking us apart? You’re the one here being all clingy and shit. If you truly do support me then do me a favor and just not talk to me for a while”

“And for how long? a day? a month? Why don’t we just call this off. You don’t even care about me”

Zen punched the wall as he felt something red and dripping running along his knuckles

He couldn’t even feel it, he was just so numb

How could he treat his girl this way??

How could he be such an awful man to her when all she ever done was support him and give him all the love she can give to anyone

He was a person of mistakes, an ugly, horrible person and he knows it, his parents know it

Situations like this makes him remember the way she complimets him and cheers him on, telling him that he’s the most beautiful guy in the world, both in and out

God did he miss her

It wasn’t a surprise that by the next minute he’s ringing her

“Zen look I don’t really feel like talki-”

“Please MC hear me out..”

“I love you okay? I love you so godamn much and I know what I did was wrong. I know you only wanted the best for me and I know my career has been taking its toll on you. You’ve made that sacrifice for me from the beginning and I was stupid to take it for granted! I-I’m so stupid MC….. I promise I will be the best for you, i promise to give you the attention you deserve. I’ll even quit my career for you! I can work it out with my director, I’ll tell them that it’s time for me to stop and-”

“NO” MC shouted through the phone

“Zen you don’t have to, acting is your life. Let’s talk this out in person and when you’re sober okay?”

“How do you know i’m drunk?”

“I know my love enough, let’s meet tomorrow”

“Yes please”

JAEHEE

“Are you kidding me? are you actually kidding me right now Jaehee? You’re disgusting! I never would beliieve you’d do something like this. i thought you were different!”

Jahee also honestly couldnt believe she would do such a thing

She had just cheated on MC.

A coworker of hers, her lips locked around her own and MC stepped right straight into the scene

she tried to cover it up but it was too late, she had been caught

“MC I-”

“Save it Jaehee, we’re over”

God what have I done

Jaehee felt so disgusted with herself, so mad that she submitted a full resignation

Even Jumin was surprised and disappointed of her actions

Jaehee then decided to drink, trying to reminisce the last remaining laughter she and MC sharing, sobbing really really loudly

She then decided to call MC, wanting her back even though she knows the answer

She atleast need to her an apology, Mc deserved an apology and she deserved someone better for her

“Jaehee?”

“MC I’m so sorry. I’m so disgusting and you were right. I love you so much and I just need you back MC”

“Jaehee you know what you’ve done”

“I know and ugh im stupid to even ask for you to be mine again but I tried didnt I? You always told me to try. I just wanted to say that I’m sorry, you deserved an apology”

“Yes and I forgive you, just know that I can’t anymore, not after what you did”

“I understand…. I hope you find someone who will treat you right, MC. Just know that i will always love you”

Goodbye

JUMIN

Jumin was currently at the restaurant MC was working at

A wine bottle or five strewn across his table

But MC didn’t see him, she was quite far to be honest

And Jumin requested that he be seated the farthest where he can only observe

“Ugh MC why are you this clumsy? You ruined a deal with my business partner”

“I’m so sorry Jumin I was only trying to help”

“Help? By spilling coffee all over my suit? Outrageous!”

“I’m so sorry”

“Why am I with someone who turns me into a fool infront of work”

“Jumin I am so so sorry”

“Sorry won’t cut it, I need to be alone”

MC had only been giving Jumin his coffee when she accidentally spilled it on him, landing him a decline in his proposal

He was enraged but not as much as MC left the next day, leaving his penhouse dark and empty, MC had taken all of her belongings with her

Something in Jumin broke as he began to shout at himself that echoes throughout his home, or what used to be. MC was his home

He was feeling lonely yet numb at the same time, he was feeling a whirl of bad emotions as he observes MC laughing with a male co-worker of hers

mine

He brought out his phone as he shamelessly dialed MC’s number

“Hello?”

Jumin’s word caught in his throat as he found it completely foolish to be scolding her at this time

His hard gaze turned sad as he felt his tears against his cheeks

“I’m sorry”

“Jumin..”

Their eyes locked and MC gasped at the sight before her

“What are you doing here? How much did you drink”

“It doesn’t matter, I’m sorry”

“Your intentions were pure, instead, I took it harshly and I have never felt so much hatred for myself. You are my light MC and without you I am nothing. Without you I am just this emotionless shell of a corporate heir. You brought out these feelings in me and I have never treasured anyone as I have treasured you. You are my home, you are my family and I will forever hold this in my guilt. I love you”

“Jumin I’m sorry too”

“Now if you would be willing to come in my arms again you would make me the happiest man”

“Of course”

MC ran straight at him and gave him the tightest hug

“I am still correct though. You do turn me into a fool”

“Hm?”

“A fool in love with you”

SEVEN

Seven couldn’t concentrate, he couldn’t at all

Why would he, when he had just cheated on his most precious girl

But he was under a powerful drug

His agency thought it would be a good punishment to have him aroused towards a different girl for making a mistake in his work

But he felt so so guilty. It made him hate himself more

So when MC found out, she left and he couldn’t utter the words he wanted to say

He wanted to say he loves her and that it was a mistake. A horrible horrible mistake

And that it wasn’t his fault, he wanted to tell her that he was sorry but he couldn’t

No words came out of his mouth, only silent pleas to stay that never really caught MC’s ears

Maybe at that time he was thinking of how much he didn’t deserve MC and that it was a good opportunity for her to leave him. To be free so that she wouldn’t experience the pain of being with him

But Seven regrets it

He regrets it all

He needed MC back. She was the one who brought him life, happiness. She was all he needed and he let her slip away from his fingers

He felt his growing stupidity as he clutched at his chest, trying to make the pain go away as he watched a CCTV footage of MC at her home.

He had installed a camera in her living room for safety purposes and he didn’t want to barge in her privacy but he needed her. He needed to see that she was safe. He needed to see an evidence of her existing

With shaky hands, Saeyoung reached for his phone and called MC

Seeing MC grab hers, his heart was already at his throat

And when she answered the call, the first thing she heard were professions of love

“MC I love you I love you I love you I love you”

“I… don’t know Saeyoung, after what you’ve done I don’t think I can believe that anymore”

He can see her shivering as she silently cried

“No no you don’t understand it was because of the agency! I was forced! please hear me out I… i don’t want to lose you. I will fight. I will fight for your love and I will do whatever it takes for you to come back to me please I love you too much. My heart is just about to burst from all this love so please.. please hear me out”

“Only just about?”

“Huh?”

“Your heart is only just about to burst? Mine already did for you”

MC chuckled

She fricking chuckled

Saeyoung could feel tears or relief as he felt his chest unclogging

“I’ll head over straight there and we’ll talk okay?”

“I’ll be waiting, Saeyoung”

He kissed his computer with her footage as he readied his car

SAERAN

Saeran had said some hurtful things

Very hurtful things

He was so mad, so so mad at himself

MC, the girl who’s always by his side, the girl who was willing to go through his recovery now left him

He felt so broken and was shaking

Saeyoung was trying to calm him down but he couldn’t, not when he just felt the light being sucked out of his life

And his comforting didn’t feel like MC’s, not at all

Hers was gentle and delicate and her scent was intoxicating, enough to put him into a calm oblivion

But she’s not here anymore, there was no one to calm him through the rage of his night terrors, no one to hold him close as she whispers soothing words into his ear

No body to grasp unto when he couldn’t breathe and couldn’t stop the tears from flowing

Her hugs were the best, so kind, so comforting, so loving

But she’s gone

“I messed up Saeyoung, I messed up this one thing that keeps me going”

“Call her, go to her. I can’t stand seeing you like this”

“She wouldn’t want to be with me anymore, I messed up I messed up”

Saeran was now rocking back and forth as he hugs his body closer

Feel her warmth, feel her warmth

“Yes hello MC, yes he’s here. Alright I’ll give the phone to him”

Saeran’s eyes snapped to his brother as he gave him the hardest look he could muster.

But he still took the phone anyways

“I’ll be right there Saeran wait for me! I’ll be there”

He heard MC panting and he was dumbfounded

She’ll come back? Doesn’t she hate him?

“MC… I love you”

“I love you too… so so much. Wait for me a little longer okay?”

The twins heard the door open as they found MC on her phone, still panting

She went straight into Saeran’s arms as she stroked his hair and kissed his forehead

“I’m so sorry MC”

“I”m sorry too Saeran

“Don’t ever leave me”

“I’ll always be with you”

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anyway-i-love-vanderwood · 7 years ago

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HEY HEY DO U HAVE ANYMORE MINT EYE AU IDEAS

✿ I always have Mint Eye AU ideas.

Yoosung

Precious little angel tries his best to tame this horribly traumatized cultist

You’ve been raised to believe that this world is horrible and unsavable, so on bad days, he texts you pictures of the things that make living worth it.

Kittens! Puppies! It doesn’t really fix the horrible drug treatments that Blonde Voldemort forced you to endure, but it does make you remember that the entire world doesn’t need to be purged in holy fire.

Just most of it.

Half of it?

A quarter of it?

…Okay, Yoosung, no purging. :(

He reads cute romance novels with you to help teach you Normal People Socialization, because, while he loves you dearly, you’re just -

you don’t

he brought you flowers and you ate them.

you thought the box of chocolates he got you belonged on the mantle.

he bought you a Christmas gift and you thought the gift was the pretty wrapping.

of course romance novels are not the best place to get your life advice from but w/e it’s sadly a better guide than what you had previously.

all of your LOLOL friends think this is hilarious and frequently convince you that wacky things are true. you are just as gullible as Yoosung.

Zen

So, in one of those Weird Bad Ends, Unknown got all into playing dress up with some weird Zen sleeping beauty thing, which leads me to believe that, in his Free Time, Saeran definitely is into costuming and reading scripts for plays. on tuesdays Mint Eye has drama practice and you’re kind of into acting.

particularly fairy tales

zen wants to dress up like a fairy tale prince and do recitals with you, his fairy tale princess.

despite you being, y’know.

a cultist.

who used to worship a woman in the basement of some weird mountain monastary.

You’re the Weirdest Princess Ever.

Religious cults tend to be into the whole “do not be vain and eschew material possessions” thing so you’re a.) kind of weirded out by how much Zen preens and b.) feel weird about the dressing up thing, but he coaxes you into it and gradually helps you feel beautiful about yourself.

Jaehee

is going to punch Rika twice for you.

seriously she is SO MAD about how you were treated and she just QUIETLY SEETHES WITH RIGHTEOUS FURY.

Jaehee’s lovely little bakery is a great place for you, though, and she ends up hiring both you and Saeran as cafe workers. You become particularly fond of decorating cakes, he gets really into latte art, and Jaehee basically starts running the Cultist Rehabilitation Center.

There is that time when a customer gets really pissy with Jaehee and both you and Saeran end up threatening him with a knife but

she… manages to smooth that over with the police.

(you are both very protective of her.)

Jumin

the both of you can be emotionally stunted together. how fun!

It’s weird, slowly coming to the realization that Rika Wasn’t a Great Person with him.

It’s also weird, seeing people throw themselves at Jumin. It makes you….. jealous? really, really jealous? like, your role model up to this point has been Rika, the Queen of Vicious Jealousy, so yeah, you’re kind of ultra super jealous of these people TRYING TO STEAL YOUR NEW FAVORITE PERSON.

Jumin has to pat you on the heat to calm you down, and he reaffirms that it is you he loves and he’ll never leave you.

but i’m broken, you say.

but i’m worthless, you say.

but god doesn’t love me and i turned on my savior and -

shhhhh it’s okay. only dreams now.

Seven

man this poor boy has his hands full with you and Saeran.

It doesn’t help that the emotional politics of this situation are wack. Like, imagine this - you’re great cult pals with Saeran. You’re conditioned to hate Seven because of what Saeran has told you about him. Yet Seven is fantastically in love with you, and he also loves Saeran so much, and you love Seven despite yourself, and Saeran wants to trust him but can’t, and you want to hate Seven to stay on Saeran’s side but YOU CAN’T AND THIS IS SO DIFFICULT

AND COMPLICATED

y’all need therapy.

you frequently lock yourself in the bathroom to escape how painful this all is.

One of the nice moments you share though is when he coaxes you outside to go see the stars, and it’s so dark outside, and the sky is so pretty that it takes your breath away and -

And yeah everything is really complicated but sometimes you see Seven’s timid, tired smile when he’s too exhausted to pretend but he can’t help but smile at you and you think things might just be alright.

the fact that V let this happen to you has him just dying in guilt, and you kind of hate him at first because of What Rika Has Told You, so for a long time, interacting with V follows a pattern of, “V wants to help you, you shout at him to go away.”

(honestly there is some fodder for some REALLY interesting conversations here, because of his ties to you and Rika and everything, and how much you loved her, and how much he loved her, and how you’re both so disenchanted and disillusioned about… everything.)

It’s the photographs that get to you, first. Someone shows you some of them, someday, and you’re fascinated by how he makes the world look so beautiful.

How he makes it look like it’s… worth it.

He starts teaching you how to use a camera, and you start letting him, and that’s kind of the first point of healing for the two of you. You start to appreciate what he lost when he lost almost all of his sight, and he starts to want to help you for reasons beyond his paralyzing guilt.

he starts to see you as something more than his mistake.

Unknown (Saeran)

oh boy.

You’re Saeran’s friend. You’ve been Saeran’s friend for so long. And Saeran, being Saeran, is possessive, controlling, and doesn’t want you to leave him. So when he sees you becoming close to the RFA…

this boy kind of flips.

like, he tries to extract you from the apartment and when Rika chastises him, he tries to kidnap you for himself.

There’s a lot of soothing this poor boy’s scared heart in the beginning, because he just doesn’t want you to leave him like Saeyoung left him and you’re like no I won’t you’re my friend and neither of you really know what Love is but you’re starting to kind of try to figure it out.

All the while, the RFA is trying to reach out to you too and you like them but??? Saeran??? How do you choose?

Can you choose?

How do you figure out what’s best for the both of you?

Mint Eye ends up trying to snag you both again and make you go through more Drug Therapy to cleanse your souls, and that’s when you realize…

this place isn’t good for Saeran.

you need to get out.

He’s pretty betrayed that you ask for Saeyoung’s help to get you both out, and won’t talk to you for awhile, but you’re just happy he isn’t being hurt anymore.

Vanderwood

Poor Vandy gets a reputation for liking biters after hooking up with you, because you definitely bit them a few times while you were trying to escape from their protective custody.

IT’S NOT THAT, they try to defend themselves. THEY JUST.

THEY JUST LIKE YOU, AND THEY LIKE YOU MOST WHEN YOU’RE NOT HALF FERAL AND ANGRY.

You get really into soap operas! You cry at the end of Pixar movies! You’re cute, they don’t like you because you’re kind of

well

aggressive.

(it’s just a bonus)

Really they’re the most… practical and normal about your whole situation. They consult psychiatrists, they get you therapy, they honestly try to help you integrate with the normal world.

They listen to your problems, and while they frequently make sarcastic comments to the tune of what the hell is this complicated bullshit, they’re ultimately supportive.

They teach you how to cook and while it is initially a disaster, you are very enthusiastic, and you make Saeran try everything you make.

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