#jaehee mm phone call

[minimizethedamage]

Jaehee.................. real

[kusukixcrystal]

MM Classpecting: Jaehee

Zen Classpect

Yoosung Classpect

Jaehee:

Personality/General Info: Kind and hardworking. Independent, serious, and caring. Has own sense of humor. Organized. Dislikes when things are not according to schedule, or receives extra work. She is responsible, so she deals with it anyway. Works at C&R with Jumin, her boss. She is Catholic. Likes Zen and his musicals. Likes coffee, to the point she develops a big enough passion to open up a cafe in her route. Hates cat hair. Is the most suspicious member of MC when she first joins the RFA. Becomes protective over Zen’s career. Jumin trusts Jaehee, but she gets frustrated with him. Still loyal though. Doesn’t like Yoosung’s game addiction, but cares about him. He sees her as an older sister. With 707 she respects his work abilities, but is exasperated by his jokes. Short hair and glasses due to her job, because Jumin is worried that his father would flirt with her otherwise.

Jaehee’s mom married her father, who was 20 years older than her. He dies, then her mother when she was in the 9th grade. She is sent to be raised by her aunt and uncle. Gets scholarship to university and graduated early. V talked to Jumin and proposed the idea of hiring Jaehee into the RFA.

Role in Narrative: She is far away from the main plot, due to her lack of connection to Rika/V/707. In her route, her character arc is taking a risk and following her dreams. Stability may be safe (Job at C&R), but it’s killing her. Following her passion for coffee is risky, but having freedom to do what she wants matters more. Her childhood led to this need for stability, losing both her parents made her want to not be a burden to her uncle and aunt. She tried to do everything right in life: study, get into a good university and a good job. She has stability but she isn’t happy, slaving away at a demanding job for both C&R and RFA. She is the player’s breather route between the madness that is all of Mystic Messenger. In main story she supports the RFA with tedious paperwork matters, helping in the efforts for the Mint Eye mission. A supporting role along with Jumin.

Active or Passive: She studied hard, got a scholarship and started working at C&R all for the purpose of supporting herself. This is a selfish act (not the negative connotation of the word btw). She defends Zen often and supports him relentlessly, buying tickets to support him, which is selfless. She does a lot for the RFA and C&R. She does alot in the SEs with the Mint Eye mission, not for her sake, but for the RFA’s. Purely looking at what she does in the main plot (DS, 707 Route and SE), she is passive.

Classpect - Sylph of Mind: One who makes Mind, or makes through Mind for others.

How this applies to Jaehee: Jaehee does want to know what is happening around her, being the one who is most concerned about MC joining the RFA, for example, or needling Jumin if he fails to show up to work, trying to figure out wth is going on. In Zen’s route, she pries into his business alot when MC and Zen start showing romantic interest, even though Zen’s relationship is up to him, and she should have stayed out of it. Constantly suggested to go over to Zen’s house to help him when he was injured, even though MC could go instead. She is passionate about his musicals, excitedly rambling about it if MC shows interest in it (its so cute when she does this in phone calls <3). This is in contrast to how she usually is like to people she is not close with, formal and rigid. Same goes for coffee, where she obsessively starts researching deeply into it. Compared to the other RFA members, her relevance in the main story is little to none, being the farthest from Rika and V. Still, she is an indispensable member of the RFA, keeping a lot of it running in the sidelines.

A restrained Sylph can fade from relevancy, and I think she is looking at the main story. Her full potential can be seen in her own route. Working for C&R doesn't give her the chance to shine completely.

This is what the Hiveswap Extended Zodiac has to say about the Mind Aspect:

“Those bound to the aspect of Mind are-you guessed it-the universe's great thinkers. But don't for a second think that means that they have all the answers. They are very concerned with remaining rational, and they have such a firm hold on the constant conjunction of their thinking that it's easy for them to see the multitudes of the choices laid out before them, which often leaves them frozen and unable to act. That said, when a Mind-bound finally launches into action, they can execute a plan with unbelievable grace and precision. Their identity is fluid-it can change from day-to-day, from thought-to-thought, from interaction-to-interaction. Remaining logical is more important to them than building up a solid foundation of "self." At their best they are great innovators, architects, and creators. At their worst they can be nasty, inflexible, and indecisive.”

I think Mind is all about choices, thoughts, apathy and another way of viewing 'identity'.

How this applies to Jaehee: Jaehee is a logical and practical person. That is what lead her to where she is in the beginning of MM: working for C&R. She gets sick of all of the work she must undertake, but she she is frozen, afraid of quitting the stability of her job. When she does take action, though, she gets things done. Her role in backing up Jumin for the Mint Eye mission is indispensable. Not only that, but her management of the affairs of both RFA and C&R cannot be understated. She isn't easily replaceable either, as seen when Yoosung or MC tries to take on her role in some bad endings. She can be inflexible at times, an example being in Zen's route and her staunch refusal to let Zen date MC. She thinks its for his own good, but in this case she should listen to what Zen wants (traits seen in Sylphs as I've said before).

As the person furthest away from Rika and V, she has the least emotional investment in all this. This could be part of why she can make decisions without letting emotions cloud her judgement, like Yoosung. She encourages the other members to not be rash, to think through their decisions, even when everything gets intense with the hacker situation or Mint Eye.

Jaehee's Aspect is the opposite of Yoosung's, but both Aspects seem to focus on 'identity' or 'the self'. In Jaehee's case, her sense of self does fluctuate depending on who she speaks to. When MC brings up her love of Zen's musicals, her demeanor switches completely, absolutely elated to discuss her interests (attributes of Sylphs too). With Yoosung, she is gentle, treating him like a younger brother. With Jumin it is all professional, because he is her boss of course. It's difficult to tell which of these are the 'real Jaehee', when in reality her identity is just fluid like that.

Another point to how she acts based primarily based on logic despite her actual wants: Her wearing glasses and her short hair is all for the sake of her job. Jumin instructed her to do this so that Chairman Han doesn't flirt with her. She agrees to this as we see, because it is the logical thing to do. In order to have this job she must meet this dress-code, and she is willing to do this regardless of her real preference. And I do believe her REAL preference is having long hair and no glasses. We see this in her route when she stops wearing her glasses, since she never needed them to see. In her AE and Valentine's Day DLC we see her grow out her hair, showing that now outside of C&R this is how she prefers to present herself. She even looked like this in older pictures of her in-game, back when she was living with her aunt and uncle.

Looking at Jaehee's route, we see how she finally finds a passion for a coffee project, obsessively researching into it (Sylph). Jumin tells her to stop working on it and to focus on another project, but she has difficulty letting it go. For once, she is hesitant to just do what is asked of her, wanting to pursue this coffee interest. Her route focuses a lot on choices, and how Jaehee is at the cusp of making a big one: quitting her job to start-up a cafe. The logical part of her knows how risky it is, and struggles to decide on what to do. She is at a loss, but Zen and MC are there for her, helping her come to a decision. Zen gets her a coffee machine, and ultimately gets her to become less detached to her situation: the fact that she isn't happy with her current place in life. Jaehee reflects on all the choices she's made up to this point, thinking that that was what she was 'supposed' to do, according to society, in order to be happy. In a way, she thought that life was happening to her, when in fact she does have a choice. Her life was shaped by all the decisions she has made, and now it is no different. She gains courage and eventually does start that cafe with MC. In fact, it is successful. In the VD DLC, MC and Jaehee are constantly coming up with new menu options, and Jaehee looks at the recipes and logically thinks about the amount of ingredients, the ratio of them, etc, etc. She wants to improve on everything constantly by adjusting it. She is able to use the knowledge and experience she accumulated from C&R to her benefit.

Her route is less relevant to her role as a Sylph, since in her character arc she is more Active, where she is starting to become more selfish and less selfless. She is more of a Maid of Time/Maid of Mind solely based on her character arc. Though, her Mind Aspect is very prominent here, which is why I wanted to highlight her arc.

As a Sylph of Mind she is making, expanding, improving her Aspect. Since Jaehee is Jumin's assistant, you could say she improves Mind (I.e decisions for the Mint Eye mission). When she sees a lack of Mind somewhere, she will fix it.

Jaehee is a good example for why I think focusing on the character's role in the main narrative is so important. If you only look at Jaehee's route, you can easily gives her a different classpect. A Maid of Time suits the Jaehee we see in her route, making more Time for herself. Or a Maid of Mind, making Mind for herself, essentially making good choices for herself, which we see.

All in all, Jaehee Kang as Jumin Han's assistant is a Sylph of Mind.

[soupdecay]

seven knows everything…👀

[the-demoninside]

this is just backstage; this is just the beginning of your life

[luc606]

Holiday Shopping

just a little holiday shopping date with Saeran for @luxielle who requested saeran/ray x reader! i really hope you enjoy it! thank you @im-the-mystic-messenger for organizing everything, also shout out to @gureishi for inspiration and help ❤️❤️❤️

After everything, days like this felt equally strange and exciting. Your first Christmas with Saeran and the RFA was quickly approaching, and you had taken the day off work to go gift shopping. Knowing how shy your sweet boyfriend can be, you had let him take the lead on the Holiday Season. You weren’t sure if he would feel up to celebrating, but he surprised you by going out of his way to make plans for an RFA members Holiday party, even collaborating with Jumin on the event details. Today, he’d surprised you again by asking to join you on your day off.

“You mentioned you were shopping for gifts,” he said, his voice was calm and gentle, just a bit muffled over the phone. “Let me join you, it’ll be fun.”

You couldn’t argue with that logic, so you agreed, even though it meant you would now have to make a separate trip to purchase his gift to keep it a surprise. An hour after the phone call, you got a text from Saeran, declaring that he was outside ready for you, but that you should take your time and that he wasn’t in a hurry. You pulled on your jacket and left your apartment to find Saeran parked in one of his brother’s less flashy cars. He was wearing a silky white button down shirt with the top three buttons undone, looking effortless and beautiful like he always is. You smiled and gave him a small wave, and from the look on his face, you guessed that he was admiring your looks just as you were admiring his.

“I kind of wish we were just going for a drive,” you said. “You look so nice.”

Saeran smiled, that kind and sort of shy smile of his, and said, “We could do that.”

You considered it for a moment before shaking your head. “No, I need to get Christmas shopping done.”

“Maybe after?” Saeran said, hopefully.

“Maybe after,” you agreed.

There was something so nice about the easy about the relationship you and Saeran had settled into. He was miles away from the man he was when you first met, more sure of himself and of your feelings for him, but still with the same kind spirit. It made your heart happy to see him so sure of himself.

-

Shopping, though, was a nightmare. The coffee pot you had wanted for Jaehee was easy enough to find, but you were stumped when it came to the rest of your list. You became increasingly aware of the time it was taking as you dragged Saeran from store to store, feeling like you were wasting his day and yours.

“I didn’t think it would be this difficult,” you said as you left yet another store empty-handed. “I’m sorry. Do you want me to carry that?” You said, gesturing towards the bag containing Jaehee’s gift that he’d been faithfully carrying for you since you bought it.

“Of course not,” he said, pulling the bag out of your grasp. “I’ve got it, I promise.”

Glancing around and seeing that no one was paying attention, you looped an arm around Saeran’s shoulder and pulled him down to plant a kiss on his cheek.

“Thank you,” you whispered before letting him go.

Saeran scoffed, “Like I’m going to make you carry your own bag. Who do you think I am?”

Instead of answering his rhetorical, you took his hand and laced your fingers through his. “I’m tired,” you said.

“Does that mean we’re done shopping?”

“Should we be done shopping?”

“If you’re tired I think we should be done shopping.”

“Mm.” You considered. You had plenty of time to order gifts for Jumin, Zen, and Saeyoung online. You were already going to have to shop for Saeran another time…

“How do you feel about taking that drive?”

-

With Jaehee’s gift nestled safely into the back of the car, Saeran pulled out of the mall parking lot. You turned towards him in the passenger seat, silently admiring his looks and cool expression as he drove.

“You’re so cute,” you said, causing him to blush. “Thank you for coming shopping with me.”

“Even though we didn’t do much shopping?” He laughed.

“Even though we didn’t do much shopping.”

You reached out to touch his hair — so pretty, you couldn’t help yourself.

He glanced away from the road and at you for just a second. He said, “I’m driving.” But something in his tone told you that he didn’t mind all that much.

“I just really like you.”

He grinned, unable to keep a straight face. He’s so affected by you and your feelings for him.

“I really like you too,” he said finally. And then, almost imperceptibly, something in his expression shifted. He slowed down and pulled the car over into a little clearing beneath a large tree. You hadn’t noticed, but he must have planned this somewhat. You’d been here before to watch the stars. He put the car in park and then turned the key, leaving you missing the roar of the engine.

He turned, then, and said your name, then, “Come here.”

“Was this your plan all along?”

He grinned, a glint in his eye confirming your suspicion. “Maybe.”

[mrs-han]

“Oh my god,” you mumbled under your breath. “It smells like sage in here.”

You sat on one of his couches after roaming about, his office way more imposing than you originally thought. The space exuded an untouchable power and prestige, one Jumin held about him effortlessly.

You fixed the edges of your dress and cleared your throat, unsure of how to sit. Legs crossed? Princess-style?

“Relax,” Jumin spoke, two magnificent pieces of china in his hands. “It’s only you and I.”

Exactly. You’re terrifyingly beautiful.

“Besides,” Jumin exhaled, setting the china on a coaster next to you. “My next meeting is in fifteen minutes and nobody will disturb us until then.”

“That’s great,” you smiled grimly, determined not to look him directly in the eye.

“Then,” Jumin nodded, crossing his legs. “What did you want to talk to me about?”

You blinked rapidly. “A, uh... a party guest. You recommended we invite a... bowl of udon soup?”

“Mm?” Jumin raised a brow matter-of-factly. “What about him?”

“... How do I go about... inviting a... a bowl of soup?”

“Simple.” Jumin sipped his tea. “Send an invitation, explain what our party is about -”

“To a bowl of soup?” You asked incredulously. “It doesn’t have any thumbs, or a voice.”

“But it does have a form of correspondence,” Jumin chuckled. “Don’t worry. Just do what you’ve been doing. Your efforts so far have granted the RFA at least ten plus guests in attendance, so be proud of what you’re doing.”

You bowed your head and blushed madly. “Thank you, Mr. Han -”

“Forgive me for interrupting but Jumin will suffice. Call me Jumin.”

“Jumin,” you smiled. “Thank you for your help. I know...” you fiddled with your dress again. “... I know this may be a little out of line, but you’re the one I’ve spoken to the least. How... how are things with you? How is work, how is life?”

Jumin’s brows creased. “I don’t think we will be able to cover all of that in a span of...” he checked his watch. “... thirteen minutes. It isn’t that I don’t want to talk to you, but again. My meeting is fast approaching and I’d like to give more of my time to you. I’ll feel rushed otherwise.”

You grinned sheepishly. How noble of him. “Then, would you mind it if I called you later?”

“Allow me to call you. I don’t mean to compare our schedules, but undoubtedly, mine is more crammed than yours is.”

You gave him a flat look. “You’re saying I’m not nearly as busy as you?”

Jumin rested his intertwined fingers in his lap. “Take it as you will.”

You smiled. “How are you going to go from complimenting me to insulting me in a span of a couple of minutes?”

“Forgive me,” Jumin grinned, resting a hand on his chest and bowing his head.

Even when he apologized, he continued to feel bigger than you. You smiled and shook your head. “I won’t keep you, M... Jumin. If I have any more questions, I’ll text you.”

“Text me or Assistant Kang,” Jumin spoke. “She may be able to answer you faster.”

“Right, cuz of how busy you are,” you smirked. “Take care of yourself, Jumin.”

“And you, MC.”

“Thank you. Love you.”

You froze. No you did not just say that.

“... Pardon me?” Jumin asked in an amused tone.

“Nothing,” you replied quickly, your feet still stuck in place. Move. Move!! For the love of God, move!!

Jumin stood. “No, I could have sworn you said -”

“I-I-I didn’t s-s-s-s-say anything, b-b-bye!!” You hollered, your feet finally darting towards the doors and leaving them wide open in your desperate escape.

“MC?” Jaehee called out.

Tripping over your feet, you stumbled your way to the elevator and hid behind the group of businessmen and women. You were never going to show your face in that building, or to Jumin, ever again. You could avoid him, you were good at doing stuff like that!

Your phone buzzed in your hand. With an agitated jerk, you checked it.

From: Jumin Han

I’ll call you tonight. Also. Please go about keeping our relationship on a purely professional basis. Thank you.

Yup. Forget correcting the misunderstanding. As far as you knew, Jumin no longer existed.

[gureishi]

Hey! This is the anon from before with a MysticMessenger HC request!

From what I understand, it is very uncommon (almost impossible) for Koreans to have natural blonde hair and blue eyes. What would the RFA or GE saeran or V's reaction be to an American MC (she/her) with extremely long (natural) blonde hair and really bright blue eyes?

You can choose what MM characters you want to write a reaction for! I'm not picky!

-🦋 anon

Hello, lovely butterfly anon!

So, we know that the Mystic Messenger world isn't quite like ours: V's hair is naturally turquoise, after all! That said, let's assume that blonde hair and blue eyes are still not very common traits in Korea, even in their world.

Zen thinks you are the most beautiful person he's ever laid eyes on, no matter the color of your hair and eyes and skin—no matter your body type or weight or height. He thinks you are absolutely resplendent. It’s also true that his own unusual hair and eye color have been a source of both joy and pain for him: he's received so much attention because of his uncommon beauty, and not all of that attention has been positive. So he feels a sense of kinship with you. He knows that people probably stare at you on the street, because you stand out—and he gets it (perhaps more than anyone else). Hold my hand, he'll say. Let them look; they could learn something from us. No one is in love quite like we are.

Jaehee had to cut her hair because of her job, and she's absolutely enraptured with your long hair. She'd love to grow hers out like that; she'd love to stop wearing her fake glasses so she can finally show off her beautiful eyes. So perhaps you can encourage her: let's grow our hair, you'll say, together. She loves this idea—and you can encourage her when the growing-out process is discouraging; you can tell her she's beautiful. Oh, and she feels that way: with you at her side, she’s more sure of herself than she’s ever been before.

Yoosung might feel strange about your hair color at first. He dyed his hair blonde to look more like Rika, of course—and falling in love with someone who's got hair like hers might make him a little bit sad, since he is still grieving her. Ah, but it doesn't take long for him to see the differences more than he sees the similarities—and you are the loveliest person he's ever laid eyes on. Oh, and how absolutely adorable: the two of you on a date together, with your matching hair and bright eyes. You'll get stopped a lot—everyone wants to take your photo. Smile and wrap your arms around him; you look so good together.

Jumin doesn't really have a preferred hair color. He knows that you are gorgeous, of course—he is taken aback right away by your heart-shattering beauty. Since he’s traveled a lot, he doesn’t find your hair so unusual. It is not the unconventionality that is striking to him, but everything else about you: the way you move; the sound of your voice; the feeling of your fingertips on his cheek. From now on, his favorite color is blue: he only wants to own things that remind him of your eyes.

Saeyoung falls in love with your voice, in the beginning. He’s head-over-heels by the end of that very first phone call. And he knows how you look before anyone else does—and his heart pounds, of course, when he sees your face. But it is the way you speak to him that does him in—it is the sound of your laugh that makes him feel as though he's falling off the face of the earth. He isn't particularly fazed by the color of your hair or eyes: it is the way you are around him that utterly destroys him. Ah: but he will buy a long blonde wig, just so he can dress up like you. And it will be easy for him to mislead his friends: his you costume will be perfect—of course it will.

Jihyun is used to unusual hair colors—though it's odd for him at first that you've got the same color hair as Rika. It's not that he minds, necessarily—but it's unsettling when he is first getting to know you. But oh, your hair is the color of a candle flame or liquid honey or a field of buttercups. He wants to photograph you at sunset; he wants to paint you in every color of the rainbow. You inspire him; all of a sudden, he finds the whole world more beautiful than it ever was before.

GE Saeran has spent much of his life trying to become someone he could stand to face in the mirror. He loathed his own appearance; he loved when his eyes were no longer gold, and he buried his hair under layers of poorly-applied bleach. But it is with you that he discovers who he is. And you are spectacular, he thinks—everything about you. Your eyes are the color of the sky, and he feels like he's falling into them. Perhaps he will want to grow out his hair, in time—or if he continues to dye it, it is because it is his choice (and no one else’s). You are perfect just the way you are; perhaps he can be that way, too.

[kirishwima]

May I have a request a finding out that the MC finds out that they are pregnant with RFA +V, V's is with Lucy?

yes, i love this prompt! however for V, I’d rather have Lucy still be their adopted daughter-changing the way she came to be their child doesn’t sit right with me, I hope that’s okay :)

I’ll use she/her pronouns for MC, but if you’d like me to change them then feel free to let me know <3

YOOSUNG:

* Knowing how much of an over-excited mess he’d become at the news, MC waited patiently for him to be done with work for the day, come back home, take a shower and finally come to flop down on the couch besides her, leaning his head on her shoulder.

* This was their usual routine, finding some time before bed to talk about their day, plans for tomorrow and what not. MC gently ran a hand through Yoosung’s hair, toying with the blonde curls. “So...I’ve got some news” she started, biting at her lip.

* Yoosung hummed, already dozing off on MC’s shoulder, blinking back the sleepingess as MC nudged him off her shoulder. “Baby come on, I think you’ll want to be awake to hear this” she laughed, teasing him as he stifled a yawn.

* “You’re saying there’s something more important than a full 8 hours of sleep?” he asked, fully aware of the irony-how in college he’d go nights without sleeping a minute to game, to the present, where he can’t function properly without a minimum couple hours of sleep before work.

* MC hummed, pretending to think as she tapped a finger to her chin. “Let’s see...would knowing you’re about to become a dad be important enough?” 

* She smiled, raising a brow as she saw the range of emotions running themselves over Yoosung’s face. Shock, confusion, excitedness-his mouth agape, eyes wide and teary. 

* “You-what-we-who-we-baby?!” he jumped off the couch, pointing to MC’s stomach as she bit her cheek to contain her giggles at his over-exaggerated reaction.

* “Yes Yoosung”, she affirmed, nodding down to her own belly, “there’s a baby right there. How...how do you feel about that?” despite the shaky grin on his face MC was still hesitant, worried how Yoosung might feel once this excitement wears off. Sure, they ocassionally discussed future plans, but never to great lengths, and it’s normal to freak out in such a situation and-

* “Are you kidding me?! We-MC we’ll be parents! Omigosh I’m-” he fell to his knees, leaning forward to lean his head into MC’s lap, his hands on her thighs gripping tight. 

* Gingerly he looked up, gently bringing a palm to rest on her lower abdomen. 

* “Hi baby” he whispered, not caring if the baby was old enough to hear him through the womb or not. He’d be sure to study all that later. “I’m-I’m your dad. I can’t wait to meet you buddy...”

* Honestly....both he and MC teared up at that. Neither of them really expected it, but they both couldn’t wait to be parents. 

ZEN:

* MC had taken a pharmacy test that came back negative, but her period was still running late. Confused, she decided to book an appointment to her gynecologist as soon as possible, worried what the implications of this may be. If not pregnancy, then what...?

* Zen had come into the room the moment she’d been on the phone, booking an appointment for the following week. He raised a brow as he heard her, but she simply smiled, holding up a finger as a cue for him to wait a moment.

* “Babe, what’s up? Everything alright?” he asked as soon as she hung up, coming close to wrap his arms around her waist.

* “Mm, yeah just, my period’s late and uhm-” she hesitated, unsure of how to continue. Quite frankly, she wasn’t sure of what was going on either, so how was she to explain it to Zen?

* She felt his grip around her waist tighten, his breath hitching. 

* “Wait-does that mean-could you be...?”

* She turned around to face him, not surprised to find pure glee on his face-they’d discussed their plans for the future before, and they both had agreed they’d wanted to start a family together, just never decided on the when.

* MC smiled, running her fingertips across Zen’s knuckles. “I don’t know. I really don’t, but I guess we’ll find out once I go to the doctor” she shrugged.

* Zen hummed, leaning his head atop her shoulder. “Next week right? Tell me the time, I’ll make sure to make time to come with you.”

* “Wha-Babe you don’t have to-” MC started before Zen cut her off with a quick peck on the lips and a wink as he twisted her around to face him.

* “Shush. Whatever the doctor tells you, I’ll be there with you, and we’ll face it together. Always” he said, his smile softening. 

* And as a man of his word, Zen was there with her at MC’s appointment, holding her hand as her gynecologist took an ultrasound probe and looked knowingly at the screen, turning to face MC and Zen with a smile.

* “Congratulations you two”, they smiled, both Zen and MC turning to the doctor with wide eyes, “you’re about 5 weeks pregnant!”

* Now, if anyone asks, he won’t admit it, but did Zen jump up and down in that examination room, screaming and giggling like a kid? Did he cry and lean down to kiss MC, who was currently stuck with an ultrasound probe inside her and a little unable to cheer as excitedly with him? Did he have to clear his throat and apologise to the doctor who had to hide their laughter behind a cough? 

* Yes. Yes he did. 

* He’ll talk to MC’s belly non-stop, will be there for EVERY appointment and ultrasound, will cry when he first hears his baby’s heartbeat or sees the first 3D ultrasound. He’ll do every single bidding of MC, from weird cravings to holding her when the morning sickness hits, just 100/10 the best partner and father.

* Plus the first thing he teaches his kid is to never ever call Jumin ‘uncle’ :’)

JAEHEE:

* Okay listen, there’s a little backstory here that I can add thanks to my current weeks of working at an ObGyn and Fertility clinic;

* So Jaehee and MC, after establishing their coffee shop and having it run well for a few years, decided they were ready to take the next step and start a family together. However, there were many limitations when they tried to adopt a child, so they researched other options, and found that a single woman, can in fact, receive a sperm donor and an IUI (In Utero Insemination-just fancy terminology for ‘putting the sperm in the womb with a tube!), without too much of a hussle. 

* So they opted for this option. They sat through the paperwork together, mutually decided who it’d be who’d try and get pregnant-they both had no quailms about it so they kind of decided over rock-paper scissors lmao, and so the process began.

* However, even with modern day medicine, pregnancy in such means isn’t 100% guaranteed; in fact, the chances are about a little over 40%. So after the procedure the two worried, hoped luck would find them and they’d be able to start their own little family.

* A couple weeks after the procedure, Jaehee was manning the coffee shop whilst MC took a break back home to come take over the evening shift later on. It was a quiet day, not many people in the shop save for a few of their regulars and a couple friends, their cat Cocoa who’d now become the cafe’s mascot strolling around like she owned the place.

* Everything was peaceful...until MC came running, the bells over the front door jingling manically as she slammed it open and ran to the counter Jaehee had been standing at.

* MC panted, leaned on the counter to catch her breath as Jaehee fretted over her, a million worst-case-scenarios running through her brain.

* “MC? What-what’s wrong, what happene-”

* Before she could speak MC lifted her head, a huge grin on her face. “Jaehee. Baby we did it! We’re pregnant!”

* Jaehee was, for the first time in forever, at a loss for words, her lips slack, her hands dropping to her side as her brain short-wired. “We-we are? You took a test? You?”

* MC nodded along to Jaehee’s line of half-questioning half-realising, laughing as tears welled up in Jaehee’s eyes. She ran across the counter to MC, meeting her half-way into a crushing hug as they laughed and cried together. 

* “We’ll have a baby” Jaehee whispered into the crook of MC’s neck, the wetness of her tears pooling into the cusp of skin.

* “Yeah. Yeah we will Jae” MC nodded along, stroking soothing circles into Jaehee’s back.

* They were lost in their own little world...before the sound of clapping brought them back to the present.

* Of course the few customers in the shop had heard and seen everything, and both their regulars and their friends were eagerly cheering them on, some even whistling and yelling ‘congratulations’ at the two who were now a blushing mess.

* Even Cocoa the cat came by to meow at them, as if to say ‘eh, whatever, congrats I guess’ which was....probably the nicest thing this cat has ever done for them lmao

* And that’s the story of how their coffee shop had now become famous for the ‘super mom duo’ that runs it hehe

JUMIN:

* If you think this man wouldn’t get emotional over finding out he’ll be a father you’re a) WRONG b) REALLY WRONG and c) GOTTA PLAY HIS ROUTE ALL OVER AGAIN

* Will he be scared? YES! He’ll be stressed, but listen-it’s probably not for the reasons you’re thinking.

* When MC announces her pregnancy to him, it’s not over a candle-lit dinner or whilst lounging on the couch. Nah, this man is observant af, especially when it comes to the person he loves.

* He noticed her coming home with a pharmacy bag after work and frowned, instantly wondering what its contents were.

* “MC, you seemed in perfect health today, is something wrong? Should I call a doctor?”

* MC was quick to reassure him that no, she was fine, but was hesitant when explaining that her period was running late, worried how he’ll take the news-sure, they were married, but they never really explicitly discussed the potential of having kids and a family, she didn’t know how Jumin would react to it.

* “I see” he nodded, “You did seem worried, I was hoping you’d eventually talk to me about it. So you’re taking a pregnancy test? If it’s alright with you, can I wait outside for you to tell me the results?”

* If anyone else were to hear the conversation, it might seem like Jumin was cold, distant even. But MC could tell the little incantations in his voice, how his eyes gleamed, his mouth twitching at the corners-he was hesitant, yes, but also excited. And to be honest...so was she.

* So Jumin waited, his arms folded and foot tapping anxiously on the floor as he leaned on the wall right next to the bathroom door, holding his breath until he heard the door open, seeing the little stick MC held in her hands, how her shoulders shook as she looked down at it.

* “W-what does it say?” he asked, fearful of looking down at the test himself-he doubts he’d be able to understand it even if he did.

* “It’s-it’s positive. Jumin it’s-if this is right then I’m pregnant” she looked up to him, eyes welling up with tears. Jumin sighed, unable to contain a smile from forming on his own lips as he wiped away MC’s tears, holding her face in his palms.

* “We’ll book an appointment with a gynecologist first thing tomorrow, but if it’s true then...MC, I’m happy. I truly am.” He said, knocking his forehead with hers. 

* She let go of the test, put her hands around his back, feeling the soft shake of his body as he took in the new information. It was a shock to them both, but together, they’d be able to prepare for it. However...

* “Jumin...? Are you truly happy?”

* He leaned back, smiling down at her. “If I were the same person I was before I met you-before I fell in love with you...I wouldn’t be. Then again, I never would’ve been in this predicament if that were the case, but regardless, back then I would’ve worried that the woman coming to me with a child of mine would seek out only money and fame, not to give the child the love and nurturing it needs to grow up well and safe.”

* He let his eyes flutter shut, opened them again as he looked on, shakily bringing a hand down to MC’s abdomen. 

* “With you....with you I know it’s a child that’ll grow up loved, cared for. We’ll raise them together, and they’ll get to grow up as a child, not as a tool. That’s...that’s all I want for our child. To grow up loved, happy.”

* So...yeah. He’ll be scared, and boy oh boy the first time MC gives him his child to hold he’ll be so scared but also so happy I think it’ll be the first time Jumin Han will cry with joy, but overall? He’ll be one dang great father

SEVEN/LUCIEL/SAEYOUNG:

* Let’s assume that this all happens well after he finds his brother and leaves the agency-he’s still a hacker, but a ‘white hacker’ or whatever it is they’re called, often-times collaborating with C&R to strengthen their online security, doing hacking tests e.t.c. 

* He’s in a good place, his bond with Saeran is slowly improving, and his love for MC is constantly growing, so the two have had the time to talk about their plans for the future, about what they want and the relative timelines.

* Saeyoung always wanted a family-that much we’re all aware of. But...he never expected he’d be allowed to have one. Now that he’s given the opportunity to start anew he’s excited, but also terrified, waiting for something bad to come right round the corner and take it all away. So to now become a father...he’s not sure how well he’ll handle that responsibility.

* Well, he shares these fears one late night with MC, which...makes it all the harder for her to tell him when the tell-tale signs come up. When her period’s late, when it’s completely gone for one, then two months. When she feels sick in the mornings, nauseous and bloated, why she makes excuses for her odd behavior much to Saeyoung’s dismay.

* In fact, it’s actually Saeran that notices what’s up, quickly putting two and two together since he’s not the one MC is actively trying to avoid. 

* He confronted her about it, and she broke down, explained it all to him, how she’s done more than a few pharmacy tests to confirm her suspicion and they all came back positive, what Saeyoung had told her and why she feels terrified of telling him the truth.

* And Saeran...well, he’s dumbfounded.

* “You...are you really that stupid?” he asks, brows raised. MC can’t help it-even though she was crying whilst speaking to him, her tears stop at the sudden proclamation and she looks up at him wide-eyed. 

* “Listen, I know my brother’s an air-head and all, but do you really think that little of him? That he wouldn’t be over the fucking moon if you told him he’s gonna become a dad?”

* Well......talk about perfect timing, who happened to come back home and walk into the living room at the perfect moment to hear this very last bit of the conversation?

* Yup of course Saeyoung stood there, his keys dropped to the floor as he stared at his twin and his girlfriend, confusion and shock evident on his face.

* None of them spoke for a long moment whilst Saeyoung composed his thoughts.

* Then, with perfect calamity he simply took a deep breath, let his eyes fall shut. “Saeran, can you leave for a bit? I need to speak with MC.”

* Saeran merely nodded, throwing an apologetic look MC’s way before heading out the door, the loud thud alerting MC and Saeyoung to the fact that they were now the only two people in the house.

* The silence was deafening, constricting MC’s lungs like a monster’s tentacles around a shipwreck. 

* “Sae-listen, I’m sorry, I should’ve told you sooner, I didn’t know how to and I-”

* She didn’t get to finish her words. Saeyoung held a palm up, motioning for her to stop. “How far along are you?” he asked, his voice barely above a whisper, breaths raspy and shaky.

* “...about 8 weeks now” she admitted. 

* Saeyoung took a step closer to her, crumpled onto his knees as he wrapped his hands across her belly.

* “I’m-I’m going to be a dad” he whispered, mainly to himself, a declaration to make himself believe it, “and all I’ve done so far is make you worry-MC, I’m so sorry. I should’ve never, never made you feel like there was anything you couldn’t talk to me about. I’m-I’m worried. I’m terrified but I’m so happy-so, so happy” he mumbled the last words into the fabric of her shirt, hiding his tears on her body.

* MC wrapped her arms around her, stroked his hair as he cried. They eventually found themselves laying side by side on the carpet like a pair of teens wasted at a house party, holding hands as they stared up at the ceeling.

* “...Do you think they’ll be twins?” Saeyoung joked, relishing in the small huff of laughter elicited from MC.

* “I don’t know if I’ll be able to handle another pair of twins in this household” MC teased back, “that’s like...quadruple the amount of pranks” she shrugged.

* They stared at the peels on the paint, content in the silence before Saeyoung propped himself up on his elbows, turning to his side so he could rest a hand on MC’s abdomen.

* “Think it-they-whatever, think our child can hear me?” he asked, trying his best to hide the creeping blush blooming up his neck.

* MC hummed. “I’m not sure”, she admitted, “but I think you should try and speak to them regardless.”

* Saeyoung nodded, taking a moment to compose himself. “Hey baby. Or babies. Or whoever it is in there” he laughed, “um, this-this is your dad. Don’t confuse me with your uncle, otherwise I’ll be super sad okay?!” He rolled his eyes as MC’s belly shook with laughter, waiting for her to calm down before he continued.

* “Listen...I’ve always dreamed of being a dad, and of having a big happy family. I’d tell my brother-that’s your uncle, I’d tell him every day when we were young that when we grow up we’ll live together in a biig house, and we’ll have a toy factory together, and I’ll have a direct line to Santa Claus so I could help him provide gifts to all the kids in the world-and that I’d have my own big family, and that my kids would always get any toy they want, and if that toy didn’t exist, then I’d make it for them. And...and I’ll do that for you too. So if there’s anything you want, start thinking about it, and I’ll make it for you. Anything.”

* He smiled, stroked his thumb across MC’s belly. “I need you to know I love your mom very very much. If she wasn’t here, I don’t think I’d ever be able to dream of having a family and being a dad again. So...so you should know she’s an amazing person, and that I’ll forever be grateful she stumbled into my life, and that she chose me out of everyone else out there.”

* He looked to MC, leaned back down to knock his forehead across hers.

* “Thank you”, he whispered, “thank you for the best gift I could’ve ever asked for”.

V/JIHYUN:

* This happened after the two had adopted Lucy. Their daughter was a bundle of joy, an angel that brought so much happiness to their daily life, that Jihyun could barely even remember the horrors of his past.

* Even if he were to ocassionaly have a nightmare or remember a horrible memory, MC would be there to hold his hand, or Lucy would be there with her big smile and tight hugs, the two chasing all the bad things away.

* Lucy was also equally happy, absoloutely adoring her parents and her uncles and aunt of the RFA-there was only one tiiiny complaint she had...

* “Mommy, daddy? Can I have a baby brother or sister to play with? Pleaaase?” she’d ask, sweetly blinking those big blue eyes of hers as if she was asking for a new toy or a candy, ignoring the awkward looks her parents shared trying to think of how to explain to her that they can’t just...bring a baby sibling to her on demand.

* This led to an awkward talk of the different ways babies come into a family; from the belly into the world, and then into the arms of a loving mom and dad, be it biological or not. Luckily, Lucy never seemed upset about being adopted; the two always worried wether it was right to tell her from such an early age, but Jihyun prided honesty above all else, so the two decided to ease her into the topic, making sure to shower her with love and affection so she’d know that how she came to be their daughter didn’t matter to them at all-they were just happy to have her in their lives.

* But lo and behold; her wish really did come true.

* One day Jihyun and Lucy were in the back garden playing with watercolours, making the white t-shirts they were both wearing a swirling mixtrue of colours. As Jihyun came back inside to wash up, he found MC in their bedrooms’ bathroom, holding something in one hand, the other covering her mouth as if in shock.

* “MC...? What’s wrong, is everything alright?”

* She turned to him, eyes teared up which only added to his worry as he looked down to her hands, finally noticing the stick she was holding.

* Slowly, he put two and two together, his brows raising. “You-this is....are you..?”

* MC nodded, biting her lip as Jihyun gasped, laughed, a quiet huff at first before he burst into a full laughter, tears welling at his eyes as he gripped MC by the waist and swirled her around, holding her tight. 

* Lucy walked into their bedroom at that very moment, peering in curiously at the commotion. “I wanna lift too! Me too!” she giggled, running to her dad with her arms extended. 

* Gleefully Jihyun picked her up, bringing both her and MC close for a family group hug. 

* “Lucy, honey, you said you wanted a baby brother or sister right?” MC asked, stroking her daughter’s hair as Jihyun held her up to their eye level. Lucy nodded furiously, her cheeks red, eyes gleaming.

* “Do you still want one now?” MC continued, biting her lip to stop from smiling. Lucy nodded again. “Yes!! Yes, I do, I want one! And I want to help them drink their milk and put them to bed when they have bad dreams. And when they grow up we’ll play together all the time!” she beamed, Jihyun hiding his grin into her hair as MC nodded along to her daughter’s words.

* “Well baby, you’ll get a sibling soon. Mommy has a baby right here” Jihyun explained, bringing a hand to touch MC’s abdomen, “and when they’re born you’ll be a big sister!”

* Lucy was in awe, staring at her mom’s belly like it was made of gold. “There’s a baby in there?!” she pointed, looking incredulously to her parents. 

* Jihyun nodded, gently leaning down to let Lucy back on the ground. “They’re still very very small”, MC began to explain, “but as they grow you’ll even be able to feel them kick and move”.

* Suffice to say, everyone in their little family was thrilled at the news. Jihyun was worried, ever a worry-rat even when Lucy was a baby, but Lucy was already preparing to be a big sister, insisting on coming along with her parents at every doctor’s visit, asking the doctors a dozen questions each time. 

* As the baby grew and MC’s pregnancy got heavier, she could see the worry plaguing Jihyun, a concern he refused to voice. But MC was no fool-she could tell what it is he was thinking.

* “You know”, she told him one night, as she rested her hands on her growing baby bump, “I wish they’ll have your eyes-that gentle gaze of yours, it’ll be really nice if they inherit it from you.”

* Jihyun sighed at her words, turning on his side to bring a hand over her belly. “I don’t...MC, you know what I fear. I don’t want them to be anything like me I don’t-I don’t want them to go through anything remotely similar to what I did, to be anything like me, like I was, like I still am if I stop trying to change-I want them to have a good life. Them and Lucy..I want them to be happy.”

* MC pouted, gripping Jihyun’s hand, interlacing it with hers. “What you went through didn’t happen because of who you were, only because of the circumstances you were put under. You’re kind-hearted, self-less, caring and gentle, and yes, you put others above yourself and are quick to carry all the burden even when there’s others around you willing to lessen the load. But none of those are bad qualities Jihyun. And improving yourself isn’t a goal-directed process, it’s an open-ended journey. I hope our kids grow up to be like you.”

* Suffice to say, Jihyun was floored. MC had read him like a book, and he knew that, even if he initially didn’t want to admit it. Eventually he laughed, shaking his head. “I love you, you know that?”

* MC rolled her eyes.

* “I sure hope so”, she teased.

I went a ~little~ overboard with these but listen I’ve been doing ObGyn work for nearly a month now so it had to serve as inspiration somehow hehe

-send me mystic messenger headcanons for character(s) reactions!-

[ichuforever]

Timetable of Chatroom, phone calls, messages, spaceship and profile

INCLUDING RAY’s AFTER ENDING

(I’ve posted the time, but the calls haven’t been confirmed. But i’ll keep update it.)

OR you can find a simpler version of the calling timetable here: https://ijuhsu.com/mm-rayae-chatroom/

Mystic Messenger Ray After Ending Day 1

00:00 X ===GAME BRANCH: Bad Ending 1=== 09:45 Saeran 11:23 V 16:05 Jumin, 707 17:57 Saeran, V, 707 19:11 X 20:44 Saeran, Yoosung, Zen (JUMIN接了就掛？) 21:56 Saeran, V 23:05 X (but Saeran has a new answering record)

Mystic Messenger Ray After Ending Day 2

00:23 Jaehee 02:22 707 08:00 Saeran 09:45 Yoosung, Zen 11:37 Jumin ===GAME BRANCH: Bad Ending 2(?)=== 13:15 Jaehee, V 15:33 Jumin, Saeran, Zen 18:00 707 19:23 Yoosung 21:02 V, Zen 23:13 Jaehee

Mystic Messenger Ray After Ending Day 3

01:02 Jumin 06:04 Jaehee, Zen 08:51 Saeran 11:11 V 12:48 Jumin, Saeran, Yoosung 14:07 Jaehee, Zen 16:25 V 17:55 Jumin, Saeran 19:09 Yoosung 21:39 Jaehee 23:00 Saeran, Yoosung, Zen

Mystic Messenger Ray After Ending Day 4

02:16 05:55 08:24 10:00

[autxmnn27]

Fluorescent

Pairing: Saeran x reader

Mentioned characters: Luciel, Jaehee

TW: None! Enjoy the fluff!

Note: This is an AU! Saeran owns a flower shop! Jaehee has a coffee shop!

This is it! My part for the Saeran artwork that my partner @pinkdiamondsrose has done! Thank you yet again to @mysme-rbb for hosting this wonderful event! I’m very grateful for the opportunity to be able to write and create these oneshots! Be sure to check out the other artworks under the rbb too!

“Oh, a customer!” A gentle voice speaks up, startling the brunette who almost dropped her coffee on the flowers. “I didn’t mean to scare you like that, sorry.” He says, carefully inspecting the flowers. “Oh, haha... I almost dropped my drink on the,” She starts as she turns around, meeting the eyes of the red haired male. He appeared to be taller than what the brunette thought, and to top it all off he had gorgeous Mint eyes that left her in a comforted trance. “Gloxinias. The flowers I mean.” She mumbled, too busy admiring the soft orbs which met her own. “Beautiful flowers aren’t they? I got them to bloom just a few days ago. Do you also dabble in floral language?” He asks, suddenly taking an interest in the daisies that were right next to her. She shakes her head. “I don’t really, my friend used to dabble in that. Which speaking of, I need a small bouquet for a little occasion I’m having later this evening.” “Mm, I see. Who’s it for? A friend? Lover? Family?” He asks, starting to pick up a few flowers around her. “It’s for a friend. I need something that uh, what’s the word?” She spouts, her head lost in thought for what seemed like a minute. “Then what about these? Blue Violets?” He asks, meeting her gaze once more. “I think that would best suit your friend. Judging from the way you’ve talked about them, it seems like you want to convey that you’ll be there for them.” Her eyes widen, almost as if he’d read her like an open book. “You got it spot on. By the way, I don’t think I’ve introduced myself have I? My name is MC. How about you?”

“I’m Saeran Choi. Pleasure.” He extends the flowers over to her, and she grabs them tenderly. It’s only then that he notices a smile forming on her face, and he feels a little bit embarrassed to think that she looked rather cute. “Ah, I should ask, how much are these? These look really well tended...” Normally Saeran would have charged her full price, instead he was thinking if he was going to give her a discount or not. “Those are three dollars.” He blurts out, not thinking of anything else at the moment. “Only three? I couldn’t possibly offer that much. Here, take fifteen.” She hands him a few bills, muttering that he should keep whatever change is there. With a hasty dash, she leaves a dumbfounded Saeran in between the Yellow and Red flowers that were also around them.

—

Later that week, he doesn’t encounter MC in the flower shop, but in the coffee shop across the street. He knew Jaehee (who just so happened to be the owner) for quite some time and wanted to visit her. He decided to bring her a few yellow roses as he knew she favored them greatly. “Ah, Saeran! The usual?” She says, taking the bouquet from his hands. Saeran nods, sitting right next to MC. “Fancy seeing you here, Mr Flower shop.” She says, flashing a smile at him. He felt heat rushing to his cheeks, though he tried not to let it distract him. “I didn’t know you were such a coffeeholic MC.” “Well you caught me. Though Jaehee makes the best coffee anywhere. Do you usually come here?” He nods, before noticing the drink she had ordered. “Is that a white mocha?”

“Seems like you have taste. It’s one of my favorite drinks here, and I usually grab it on the way home with Jaehee.” “Was she the friend you mentioned?” MC blushes, and nods. “Yeah, she was. She had some big event and I wanted to support her. She loved the flowers by the way. I’m really amazed that you somehow knew she’d like them.” He chuckles, before speaking up again. “I just have this instinct when it comes to flowers. Call it intuition but I just feel connected to all flowers in a way.” MC nodded, her drink long forgotten on the table. “Well, what do you think represents you then? I mean, call me dumb but I just think daises represent you.” “Why so? Is it because we were around them when we first met?” Saeran says, a hint of amusement in his voice. “Well, not just that but I think Blue Salvia’s too.” She paused, taking interest in her drink yet again. “What about me? What do you think represents me?”

“I think Carnations represent you. They’re beautiful just like the way you’re able to do small things with a lot of meaning to it.” “You think so? Well, I don’t know about that exactly.” His lips curl into a small frown. “I can see that you just radiate strength, MC. Like Gladiolus.” He grabs her hands, bringing them closer to him. “You shouldn’t push yourself down like this. You’re amazing, I mean it.” “You’re pretty neat yourself too. And thank you for the kind words.” As if the world wanted to interrupt them, her phone buzzes with a notification and she frowns. “That’s probably my manager. I think he needs me on the job soon.” “Your manager?” She mumbles a brief ‘yes’, before hastily handing her phone to him. “Yeah. How about you just enter your number in? I think we can maybe continue the conversation later about flowers…” A smile curls on Saeran’s lips as he enters his number into her phone.

I sure have a good story to tell my brother later in that case.

[kageyuji]

Some jealous hcs for the mm characters?

Jumin -

Composed(tm)

He will not say anything really, he just makes sure that he looks his best

Trust Fund Kid really do got some money though

He’ll do whatever he can to make the other person realize firstly, that you’re his and that secondly, he is not one to be messed with

He was sitting in a meeting, wanting nothing more than to be home with you and Elizabeth the third

And so he was texting you the entire time, he had to be present at the meeting but it didn’t necessarily mean he had to pay attention to what was going on

You were texting back, but it was clear you weren’t really giving all of your attention to the conversation

“Are you distracted by something, love?”

“Yeah sorry Ryan’s here.”

R Y A N??? WHO IS RYAN?

He is asking you so many questions, who is Ryan, where do you know him from, does he ever flirt with you, is “old friend from school” code for something—

Dear lord someone help him

The second that meeting is over he is at your place

He’s smoothing out his suit and making sure his hair is straight and trying to open the door at the same time

But then when he gets into the room you’re in he’s got the calmest expression ever

“Hey darling, who’s this?”

No one in the room failed to notice how he had his hand grasping yours until the other guy left

He will completely deny being jealous

Yoosung -

Nervous af

After the other person leaves he’ll ask you if you love him or if maybe he’s doing something wrong

He’s gonna be a little clingy for the next few days but he’d rather lose his LOLOL rank than you

You were sitting on the couch, legs stretched over Yoosung’s lap and head resting on the other end of the couch

You giggled at a text from friend, and immediately Yoosung looked up from his own phone

“Y/n?”

“Yeah?” You said, the playful tone from your friend’s dumb joke still in your voice

“What’s funny?”

You shrugged, still smiling “Just my friend, you don’t know him, you wouldn’t get it.”

Instantly, he’s kind of hurt

Because he’s funny! And he can be more caring than some guy he’s never met! ...Right?

He moves so that he’s laying beside you and pulls you kind of half into his chest so he can wrap his arms around you

He doesn’t say anything, he ends up falling with his head in the crook of your neck

Although, he will admit he snuck a few glances up to your phone to see if your friend was getting flirty

Zen -

His confidence is a great mask, I will give him that credit

Zen is very cocky about the whole ordeal, probably telling the other person about his career and asking the other person what they do for a living

PDA also goes up a little bit, he’s pulling you into his lap or at least having an arm around your waist

He’s peppering your face with kisses, enough that it’s clear what he’s trying to say but not too much that it’s awkward

You and Zen were out on a double date with a friend of yours and his girlfriend

She had to leave soon after arriving at the restaurant, being that he boss called her saying he needed her to come into work

It left you, Zen, and your friend who undoubtedly felt like an awkward third wheel

In an attempt to fix that, you were talking to your friend and forgetting that it was supposed to be a date with Zen

You also failed to notice how his jaw was set and that he was staring daggers into your friend

“So,” he said abruptly. “Where do you work?”

“Oh! I work downtown at th-”

Zen cuts him off so quick I swear

“Cool, I’m an actor. Kind of popular, your girlfriend had probably seen some of my stuff.”

^^ This bitch, I cannot with him >:/

Your friend is just “??”

Zen just kind of grabs your hand and starts rubbing his thumb over your knuckles after personally attacking this man for no reason other than that he was jealous

Seven -

Seven’s confident act drops quickly when he’s jealous

He wont necessarily say anything out of the ordinary, but it’s mainly just because he shuts down

He won’t speak unless spoken to, he doesn’t move from where he’s sitting unless you grab his hand and practically drag him to somewhere else

You were at his place, talking to Vanderwood while Seven was “hacking”

In actuality you were trying to distract Vanderwood from hounding Seven all day, the poor boy needed to relax and play some games instead of hacking all day

But of course Seven’s dumbass thought you were genuinely enjoying your conversation with the other guy

Vanderwood walked away to go do who knows what, so you walked over to see what Seven was doing

You found that he was actually working

“Seven? Why are you working?”

“Vanderwood.” He said simply, voice a little quieter than it normally was

His tired tone didn’t go unnoticed by you

“What’s wrong? I was trying to get him off your back, babe.”

Seven went galaxy brain I stg

He kind of smiles a little and says some cheesy joke

Then he’ll switch to playing some game

Although, when Vanderwood comes back he does start talking to you a little more and interrupting your conversation

Jaehee -

She would like to think that she is a pretty calm and collected woman

And for the most part she is

But she will personally and emotionally attack any person she feels threatened by

Not to their face, no, but to you behind their back

She might admit she was jealous, but it’s quick and she won’t speak of it again

The two of you were in the library, looking for a book you’d recently heard of and had spiked your interest

Suddenly a guy walks up to you, smiling and seemingly ignoring Jaehee’s presence

He was clearly flirting with you and while you weren’t interested in him — since you had a girlfriend, obviously — you didn’t quite know how to tell him to back off

Jaehee was acting agitated, you could tell from the way she was antsy and kept reminding you that you needed to leave soon

“Hey, do you mind if I get your number?”

You were about to nicely decline the guy whenever Jaehee stepped in between the two of you, but still looking at the library shelves

It was as if she was completely ignoring that you two were having a conversation

“Y/n is taken, they are not interested. Thank you.”

After the guy left, you giggled and asked if she was jealous

She shrugged. “Maybe. He just looked rather unkempt and like he carries too much emotional baggage.”

You snorted, but she didn’t say anything else about it

V -

He gets insecure about the fact that he can’t see all that well

And therefore if it’s one thing that can make him jealous, it’s whenever someone compliments how you look or what you’re wearing

He knows what you look like, obviously

But he feels like he shouldn’t compliment your appearance a lot since it doesn’t play that big of a part in why he likes you

And so he doesn’t complement that a lot, he focuses more on saying things about your personality

The two of you were at a party, it wasn’t too fancy but it definitely wasn’t one that you could just go in casual clothes

So you wore something a little fancy and fixed yourself up a bit before going

V noticed, obviously, he didn’t say anything because he didn’t want you to feel like he’d stop loving you if he completely lost his sight

“Hi! Y/n, right?”

The voice was familiar to you, but not your boyfriend

“Oh! Hi! Jack, it’s been a while, how are you?”

**confused V noises**

He’s jealous to begin with, whose this other guy and why are you so friendly with him? And why haven’t you introduced him to the other guys? Moreover, why haven’t you introduced him as your boyfriend?

But then your friend says “you look great!” And V panics

Instantly beside you and holding your hand, attempting to find an excuse to drag you away from the other guy

He will admit he’s jealous, but he will not admit why

[edgelord-saeran]

(More Galen because I love him)

Jumin sighed as he looked at the stack of paperwork on his desk. There were moments that he regretted putting Jaehee on the cafe project full time, but the way she had bloomed after her transfer made him know that he'd done the right thing. It didn't change the fact that he didn't trust his new PA with the level of work Jaehee had done.

When his personal phone rang, he almost ignored it. He had so much work to do, but then he saw Galen's picture pop up as the ID. Jumin smiled as he picked up. Galen had been a bright spot in his life ever since he'd joined the RFA, and Jumin wouldn't turn down a chance to talk to him.

"Hey! I'm in the lobby." Jumin blinked in surprise and he could hear the receptionist in the background telling Galen that he didn't have an appointment. "Would you tell them to let me up?"

Without another thought, Jumin reached over to his office phone and called down.

"Let Galen up. I'm expecting him." Jumin quickly told the receptionist.

"Ah. Yes. Yes, sir." The receptionist quickly said, and without another word, Jumin hung up.

"Thanks. See you in a bit." Galen said brightly.

"Mm." Jumin hummed over the phone in response. There was a pause, as if one was waiting for the other to say something, unsaid words hanging in the air. The call ended without them being said, and Jumin waited in his office.

It wasn't long until there was a knock on the door, and at Jumin's response, Galen entered, grin wide on his face. Jumin took note of the red sweater Galen was wearing, and how nicely it played off of his darker skin.

"I have to apologize about my receptionist." Jumin said, trying to keep his mind off that tight sweater, but Galen waved him off.

"Don't worry about it. Besides, I'm here to cheer you up!" He said brightly, holding up a bag that was full to the brim with takeout containers. "I wasn't sure what you liked, so I grabbed a variety."

"Cheer me up?" Jumin asked, confusion filling his tone. Despite that, he begin to move the items on his desk to create a space for them to eat and Galen pulled up another chair.

"Yeah. Your last post in the messenger seemed a little off, sooo I decided dinner." Galen grinned at him. "You need taken care of too."

Jumin avoided his eyes, opening one of the containers and pulling out a bite. "You may be the only person that thinks that." He mumbled.

"Then they're wrong." Galen said, eyes intense as he looked at Jumin. He fully meant his words, and Jumin could feel it in his chest. He placed the container on the desk and frowned.

"I don't understand you." Jumin said softly. When Galen looked at him in confused silence, he continued. "I wish I understood what makes you think that I'm... special."

"Well, for one, you're super funny even if people don't always catch it. You're amazing, you're such a good friend to people, and your heart is always in the right place." Galen smiled softly and leaned back in his chair. The warmth in his gaze causing Jumin's heart to squeeze. "I love everything about you."

Galen's eyes grew wide at his own words.

"Galen-" Jumin began to speak, but the other man cut him off.

"I- I'm sorry. That was- I didn't mean to make it awkward. I should just go." Galen shot up from his chair, his knees almost knocking into Jumin's desk as he began to make his way towards the door.

"Galen. Stop." Jumin got out. The large man froze in place, his shoulders hunched as if that would make him any smaller. Jumin walked over to him, standing in front of him and taking his hands in his own.

"Sorry. I-" Jumin cut him off.

"I'm not the best with relationships. However, I find myself drawn to you in a way that I have never been drawn to anyone before." Jumin said, and looked down at their intertwined hands. "If... if you are willing. I would like to try."

Next thing Jumin knew, there were hands cupping his jaw, tilting his face up to look at Galen.

"Can... can I kiss you?" Galen asked, green eyes searching Jumin's. Jumin didn't respond with words, but instead pressed his lips against Galen. It was chaste and quick, but it was everything Jumin could have ever asked for.

Galen pulled back with a hum, and gently pressed his forehead against Jumin's. "Thank you, baby." He said with a soft whisper, and the pet name shot warmth straight to Jumin's stomach. He closed his eyes, and just held onto the large man in front of him. He wanted this. He wanted to try.

[otomeamethyst]

RFA, dealing with a bratty mc!

This was meant to be more on the non sexual side of brats, but knowing me there isss..

Suggested nsfw!

Saeyoung Choi (707)

It was a day were 707 had a lot of free time so he was in the kitchen, snacking on a, holy shit, a real meal!

You were sat beside him, eating aswell, slightly leaned into him as. Once you both finished you chatted for a while

But he had to go back to work, and safe to say you didn’t want that.

“Okay baby I’ll see you in a bit” he said as he stood up but was stopped by you grabbing his arm quickly, whimpering.

“Mc, I have to go..it’s my job” he tugged back and began leaving yet you jumped up and stood in front of him, latching into him.

A low chuckle left his mouth as you basically attatched yourself to him. “Baby stayyyy” you whined

“I really wish I could, but it’s important work princess” he said, attempting to push you off yet you let out a grumble.

“Cmon mc, off” he said, becoming more serious, you stayed attatched to him.

“Mc, don’t start with this brat mood, I need to work” you looked up at him, giving puppy eyes. “Please stay, get vandy to do the work”

He raised a brow “no mc, I’m being serious come on, get off” he straightened up, not hugging you back making you ever more annoyed.

You leaned into his chest and whined, shaking your head. “I can’t have you doing this, I could get fired” he said, now trying to make you move with guilt tripping.

“Awh poor baby~” you teased and looked up at him, his brow simply raised before lifting you off the ground.

“You know what your getting yourself into brat?”

...

Hyun ryu (zen)

He was upstairs rehearsing lines while you sat downstairs watching one of his musicals, smiling to yourself.

Although, you missed his warmth and narcissistic comments that he usually made while watching this with you.

Sighing, you slowly stood up and strolled upstairs, going into the bedroom, hearing his beautiful voice.

You smiled, walking over and looking up at him with a pouty face that just screamed ‘attention’

But he didn’t budge, too focused, with a huff you tugged on his arm gently causing him to glance at you and shake his head, carrying on.

A light whine left your mouth, shaking him slightly causing him to sigh and stop.

“Jagiya~ can’t you see I’m busy” he showed his script and nudged you off, about to carry on until he Saw in the corner of his eyes, you crossing your arms and shaking your head.

A grumble left his mouth “jagi, go watch tv I need to get this done, I mean it”

You stayed put, raising a brow as if it was almost a challenge to you.

“Mc, out. Now.” He literally ordered, pointing at the door, his own brow raising.

Once again you stayed put, causing him to clench his fists and take a breath “fine, stand there” he shrugged and carried on.

A long whine left your mouth, you honestly though you would win that, slowly walking over to him, leaning into his ear.

“But Zenny~ I miss you...” your hand trailed down his arm “I miss the beast”

“You son of a-“

We all know what happened next

Jumin Han

It was one of those days, you weren’t in the mood, simply just wanting your boyfriend to be with you.

Yet he wasn’t in his usual soft boy mood he only showed you, like usual. He was acting like he was at work, speaking more formally and being strict.

No one was around, but sometimes this guy wasn’t feeling the whole affection thing which is crazy to think but true.

However, you can’t accept that so you go into your shared bedroom where he sat, on the edge of his bed, on his phone, presumably in the chatroom.

You scuttered over, sitting behind him, he was wearing his usual suit but without a blazer. Slowly your hands reached around his shoulders but he shrugged you off, huffing you stood up.

As you walked around to him, looking down at him, he looked up and raised a brow before going back onto his phone.

“Juminnn~” you whined, shaking him gently and he just let out a ‘mm..huh, mhm’. “Jumin” you tugged on his tie causing his eyes to dart up at you “I’m busy mc”

Your eyes widened, m-mc...he usual called you kitten, baby, princess, anything but your real name, he was a sucker for pet names.

You crossed your arms “but I’m bored”

“And I’m busy, go hang out with jaehee”

Is he serious “but I wanna hang out with you!” You stomped your foot, yes stomped your foot, with a pout.

He watched and put his phone down, pinching the bridge of his nose with his pointer and middle finger.

You stomped again, a whine leaving your mouth.

“Mc, that is childish”

Another stomp

“Mc” he mumbled through gritted teeth, taking a breathe “I’m busy, get out”

It was rare he got rough with you, but you know if you kept bothering him he’d give in.

“But jumin I want to hang out with you~” you played with his tie, keeping an angry face.

He looked up at you “three...”

You raised a brow in confusion

“Two..”

Oh shit he’s counting down, gotta blast

“One” he snickered, patting his lap “you know not to be bratty with me kitten”

.....

Yoosung Kim

You guys were sitting on the couch, yet he was just texting seven the whole time, nudging you off every time you attempted to cuddle so he could text.

Eventually you got sick and snuggled into his arm, yet he just groaned, pushing you off gently.

“Mc, sevens offering me hbc I can’t leave this”

“Yoosungie~ I can get you honey buddah chips too yano” you huffed out and he glanced at you, rolling his eyes before looking away.

Your eyes widened, watching him stand up and begin his exit to the 2nd floor causing you to jump up, dropping beside him, latching onto his leg.

“Please stay, I don’t want to be alone~” you looked up at him from his shin, pouting.

He looked down at you “mc, off I need to go get my wallet”

“But yoosungggggg” you whined and he sighed

“Mc, I’m being serious” although that didn’t last for long, he just ended up giving in and letting you cuddle him all the way to sevens because this boy is a fkn softie

Jaehee Kang

She had came home stressed from jumin giving her more dumb cat projects, so you gave her some space

But, mc needs her love. So you decided you would go up to your shared bedroom to get a cuddle or two.

When you walked in you saw he watching one of zens musicals, lying in bed, her shirt unbuttoned and a tired face.

“Jae-baby~ you okay?” You slowly walked over, she just groaned and leaned back with a sigh.

A light giggle left your mouth as you walked over, standing in front of her. “Jaeheee” you huffed yet she just looked at you before looking back at the tv

“Don’t give zen more attention than meeee” you whined, now becoming needy.

“Mc I’m tired..” she sighed

“Then I’ll cuddle you!”

“No mc, I’m not in the mood”

“But-“

“No”

You stood, unhappy as you watched her shake her head. A whimper left your mouth as you pouted at her.

“Gah, come here” she opened her arms, she was soft for you, she couldn’t stay mad for longer than an hour or so at tops

[mysticmessheadcanons]

MM characters as things my friends did/said.

Yoosung: “The class was cancelled…by me. I cancelled the class”

Jaehee: “I had a coffe so strong I think I’m in fast motion” 

Zen: *drinks at 10 am and sends a pic to the group chat without context, followed by one of him doing a peace sign*

Jumin: “They didn’t wanted to give me my vanilla ice cream so I bought the company”

Saeyoung: “Purify yourself, sinner” *hits you with a bible* 

Saeran: “I’m watching a French movie about cannibalism” *2 seconds later, eats a strawberry pie*

V: *After gettin like 1000 messages and calls from different apps* “Sorry I lost my phone, it was under my bed the whole day lol”

----

Now… let me put the Jumin one in context bc my friend didn't actually bought a company for icecream lol. We were drunk at Mc Donalds and they only had chocolate ice-cream (which is terrible) so she complained until they gave her the vanilla one and she came to us and said that 

and the V one is me hehe 

[marveloussupernerd]

This was a request (I posted the first part of it last night but it’s also here for convenience of reading) relating to the @terrible-mm-headcanons that Jaehee has a bottle of scotch under her desk at work. Again check out their account they’re probably the nicest person ever

I only drank to forget our fight - Jaehee Kang

Summary: you think Jaehee is overworking herself again. She wants support, but you don’t give it. She finds comfort in the bottle of scotch under her desk. Then she finds comfort in you

“Jaehee,” you grabbed her arm before she left the door. “I’m worried about you. You’ve been going to work earlier and earlier and leaving later and later.” It was true. Despite your efforts, she didn’t want to quit working for Jumin. He promised he would be nicer with the workload, and he was for a while, but that seemed to be gone now.

“We’re in our busy season. Things will calm down soon,” she explained, shrugging it off so that she could hurry to work.

“But Jaehee,” you stopped her again. “You left at 5 this morning. Stopped by for a fifteen minute lunch. That’s not much of a break. When do you think you’ll be home?”

She sighed, rubbing her eyes. “Probably not until 9:30.” She always underestimated. 9:30 meant 10.

“That’s 17 hours.”

“I’m getting paid well for it. Once I get some time off we can go on a lovely vacation to-“

“No, Jaehee!” You snapped. You hadn’t meant to snap at her, but somebody needed to open her eyes. Your kind words weren’t doing it. “A vacation? You’ve never had a vacation. How about when Jumin promised you less work and more time off? Have we had one vacation yet?”

Her cheeks heated up, embarrassed to be scolded like that. “No...” she trailed off. Her voice was quiet.

“Jaehee,” you sighed, face falling at the way she took your lecture. “You’re supposed to fight back. You believe what you’re doing is right. I’m your equal. I won’t be mad. Fight back.”

“I don’t want to.” She looked down at the floor.

“Then you know you need to make a change,” you stated. “If you believed what you were doing was right, you would have raised your voice.”

“That’s not true.” She was a little louder. She glanced up at you.

You sighed. “I wish you could see it the way I do, Jaehee.” You reached out to grab her hand. She yanked it away.

“I don’t want to. I’m perfectly happy here. And if you’re not, then that sounds like something you should look at and make a change.” Her voice was cold, emotionless.

“Jae-“

“I’m late.” She slammed the door.

You sighed, staring at the door for a minute. You didn’t like leaving things this way, but you knew I’d you went after her or called her right now it would probably make things worse. The worst thing was that you doubted she would come home tonight; she had been practically living with you, but had her own apartment as well (she wasn’t ready to commit to moving in yet). She’d probably stay at her own place.

How would you make it up to her? You hadn’t meant to upset her, but you just couldn’t stop yourself from talking. You’d have to go to the store and pick out some nice gifts for her. You shrugged on your coat and headed out to the nearest craft store.

While you were out, you picked up some chocolate, some fancy coffee K-cups, a blank card (there weren’t many “Sorry I was an asshole” cards), and lots of soft fabric. You were going to try and make her a little tie blanket.

It took you way too long to go shopping, so one you got home you decided to call Jaehee and apologize. You dialed her number, putting your phone on speaker so you could start laying out the fabric.

“This is C&R Chief Assistant Jaehee Kang. I can’t make it to the phone right now, but please leave a message and I’ll call back as soon as possible.” Voicemail.

“Hi Jae,” you started, “I hope you’re doing okay. I’m so sorry for upsetting you right before you had to go to work. I didn’t mean to. Please... let me make it up to you. Call me back when you get the chance so we can talk this out. Love you.” You hung up. She was probably busy with work. You tried to reassure yourself that that was the case; it wasn’t that she was ignoring your calls on purpose because she didn’t want to talk to you.

You shook your head, refocusing, then got to work on the tie blanket. Who knows how long you spent at it? Probably a few hours. And no call from Jaehee, no texts or anything. It was 8 pm.

There was a knock at the door. Kinda sus. But you went over, looking out the peephole to see Jumin standing there.

You quickly unlocked the door and opened it. “Jumin! What are you doing here?”

“I’ve brought Assistant Kang.” She walked over to him, leaning against the doorway slightly. “She seemed quite upset and... inebriated. I didn’t want her to be alone.”

“Jumin, that’s really nice of you,” you smiled. “I’m sorry she drank on the job. That’s my fault. We got into a bit of a thing.”

“Oh!” His eyebrows raised. “I’m sorry. I had no idea.”

“Not a problem.” You turned to look at Jaehee. “Jaehee, why don’t you come in? Thank you so much Jumin. You’re welcome to come in and stay for a while if you’d like.”

“Oh, I don’t want to intrude, but thank you.” He took note of your worried face and paused. “Don’t worry about this; Assistant Kang has seen me at my worst countless times. It’s about time I returned the favor.” He... smiled? You smiled back. It was a relief to hear that he wasn’t insulted by Jaehee’s act. You bid him good night and focused on the other problem.

“Hi Jaehee. Welcome home,” you smiled. The good thing about Jaehee was that she was a pretty happy drunk... goofy and definitely not there mentally, but happy.

“I’m so happy to see you,” she grinned, waltzing over to you and pressing a kiss on your lips. She did smell like alcohol.

“I’m happy to see you too,” you commented, treading very lightly around the topic. She was happy as a drunk, but also extremely sensitive. “Did you drink tonight?”

She nodded. “I think I had like...” she looked down at her fingers, “half? A bottle of Scotch.”

“You know you shouldn’t drink at work,” you told her, slightly firmly. You reached down to grab her hand gently.

“I know... just-“ her eyes got very cloudy and expressive. “I’m the worst girlfriend ever!”

“Hey, hey.” You caught her attention. “No you’re not. I went too far. It’s my fault.”

“But everything you said was true!” Her eyes were watery. “I do work too much and I don’t show my emotions because I’m scared you won’t like me if I do.”

“Aw, Honey.” You pulled her in for a hug. She buried her face in your shoulder. “I shouldn’t have said them. At least not that harshly. I was out of control and out of line and I’m so sorry I upset you.”

“I’m sorry I upset you,” she commented, voice muffled.

“Let’s call it even, huh?” You pulled back to look at her, kissing the top of her head. “I think we should get you a bath.”

“You just want me to take my clothes off,” she winked, undoing the top button of her blouse.

“Not true!” You pouted. “I just want you to not smell like alcohol maybe.”

She continued to unbutton as you helped her stumble to the bathroom. You helped her unzip her skirt and slide out of it. As she took her undergarments off, you started the bath for her. It wasn’t like this was something you had never seen before; the two of you practically lived together.

You held her hand as you helped her get into the tub and sat next to it, helping her make sure she got all the shampoo out of her hair and was fully washed up. She had long forgotten the ‘ploy’ to get her naked and was now enjoying the warm water. In fact, she was extremely reluctant to get out, but you were exhausted.

“Hey, I got you a present,” you incentivized. She raised an eyebrow curiously.

“Really? What is it?���

You smiled. “I made you a really fuzzy blanket. Cut all the pieces and tied it together all by myself. And I bought coffee of course. And fancy chocolates.”

Her mouth dropped into a little ‘o’. “Is it our anniversary? And I forgot?”

“No! You’re all good. I just wanted to make it up to you with something. So once you get out of the bath and dressed in your pjs, maybe we could cuddle and eat chocolate and watch one of Zen’s musicals?” Zen’s musicals were sacred ground. You didn’t watch them too often, only when you and Jaehee were celebrating something big or had an especially bad day. It was like a special treat.

She shot out of the bathtub, almost losing her balance if it weren’t for you placing an arm around her waist. She quickly dried off and threw on a pair of your pjs. You worked on getting everything set up, listening very closely to make sure she didn’t fall or need help or anything. She was still drunk, after all.

She bounced in on the balls of her feet. “Zen musical!” She cheered. She stopped bouncing. She looked sick.

You giggled. “Take it easy Jae. You feel okay?”

She glanced over at you, all wrapped up in the blanket you made her and cozy. She nodded excitedly and sat down next to you, situating herself between your legs.

Jaehee drunkenly sang the songs, preaching Zen’s monologue. You couldn’t hold back your laughs, gently running your fingers through her hair and massaging her temples. She was gonna feel this tomorrow. But hopefully she’d also feel super loved. That was your main goal.

[juminsmysticmc]

Hi dear. I've read almost all your MM's HC & I really love your writting style, especially about Jumin's. If I may rqst Jumin's story when MC break things off with him bcs of his parent's objection about her coming from mid-low social status. MC let him know that she also had stopped giving hope to another man that pursued her during their separation. cont-

Hard Breakup

Hiii~ my love! Thank you so much for your compliment! I hope that you will also like this story! I gave my best, hehe! Please feel free to give me your opinion, okay?

The idea is amazing ~ I hope my story goes the way you imagined things~ at least I thought Jumin would have handled like that, hahah❤️

Pairings: Jumin x McEnd: Find out yourself XD 

You turned off your phone and threw the gadget on your bed.You somehow began to hate the digital devices you had in this century. In the past, nothing like that excised.You played outside, met friends, and had fun.Now, you sometimes didn’t even step outside.All that mattered to you was your phone.You could reach every friend you had, like Jaehee or Zen Yoosung or 707 and, not to forget the man you fell deeply in love with, Jumin.The black haired man that made you chuckle with his jokes, the one who cared for you, and read out a story daily.The one who made you feel loved.Although, this wasn’t a good time for the two of you.You looked around. The room seemed cold without Jumin and even the white cat was distant towards you.,,Will you be happy living like this?“ your best friend asked you.Her words stayed in your mind.This wasn’t the way you wanted to live, to be honest, but you loved the man deeply.You couldn’t imagine living without him, even if it was painful.The door opened and you jumped up, ready to greet Jumin.But it wasn’t just Jumin.His father stepped in, followed by another woman which now was Chairman Han‘s new fiancé.

,,See! This woman is nothing good for you!“ he hissed at his son, glaring at you with disgust.You suddenly felt bad.,,Jumin, let us arrange a marriage for you,“ the new woman softly told him, acting as if you couldn’t hear them.This was your daily life.,,She‘s probably like the woman you saved your father from,“ the woman went on.,,Don’t trust her. She‘s a low key...nothing more than a servant without any decent clothes…“ the woman laughed.Tears were slowly coming up. Was this the way you wanted to live? Always arguing with them? Proving them that you were honest with your feelings?And your boyfriend? Why was Jumin just watching as his father tarnished your pride?You cleared your throat.,,Excuse me,“ you spoke up.,,I‘m still here,“ you told them.Jumin looked up at your sudden answer.Your eyes scanned him. Was he embarrassed of you too?,,I understand,“ you just nodded and laughed at yourself.You quickly took your phone and walked out of the room in a rush.

For a few more seconds, you pressed the button that was on the right of your phone.When your phone finally turned on again, you quickly typed in a message, receiving a call a few seconds later.,,Yes?“ your childhood friend‘s voice echoed.,,Hoseok…“ you sobbed into the phone.,,His parents said that I was a gold digger…“ you spilled out, hiccuping harder.Your childhood friend stayed silent for a few minutes before he asked you about your whereabouts, picking you up immediately.Once you were at his place, he offered you his clothes and a big, hot pot of coffee with your favourite cookies.Your hair clip, which was left at his place, was in your hair as you finally smiled again.He told you to tell him every little detail and that was exactly what you did.You told him everything, sitting next to him and resting your head on his shoulder.,,Tell me…“ he began.,,Why won‘t you leave him…?“ he finally asked you.In your thoughts you observed him.Why wouldn’t you leave him? What was holding you back from leaving Jumin Han?,,I mean...there’s someone out there who loves you a lot…“ your friend began, making you look up again.Your eyes felt as if they were drowning into Hoseok‘s eyes.Were these his real feelings…? You asked yourself before his lips touched yours.

Nothing more happened afterwards. You and Hoseok silently went in different rooms.He on the couch in the living room and you in his bed.You looked up.

The darkness embraced you while you inhaled his scent. You closed your eyes and thought about the times in the past when you were free and had no worries.When you could hang out with your friends and be happy.When the sun shined and the air smelled like fresh flowers.You thought about the time when you got to know Jumin.What happened since then?You moved out of your apartment and left Rika’s as well.You moved in with Jumin after he told his father. Meanwhile, the media’s eye on you and the stress everyone else felt was put on your shoulders.With these helpless thoughts, you fell asleep.

,,Good morning…’’ you mumbled into the phone.,,Good morning, my love...Where were you? I was so worried…’’ Jumin whispered into the phone. You could clearly hear that he was scared and worried.You knew that what you were doing was wrong.You were Jumin Han’s wife to be, but instead you slept in another man’s bed and kissed him, giving him false hope too.Why? Because he loved you. And you, even though you didn’t want to believe it, you enjoyed it.And this enjoyment was wrong.,,I was at Hoseok’s house...Jumin, I need to talk to you. We can either do it over the phone or meet up…’’ you said.Jumin stayed silent on the other side.He hated your words, you knew. The CEO in line didn’t want you to be with another man.,,I will come to pick you up and then we can talk at our place,’’ he said.But you quickly stopped him.,,Wait! What’s our home?’’ you asked him.,,My penthouse is our-’’,,No!’’ you stopped him.,,Jumin, no. Our home is only your home! We actually didn’t do anything for it together! I just moved in...I’m just a guest there, but I don’t own anything…’’ you gasped, pressing your lips together to not cry.

Jumin chuckled ,,If that’s the problem,’’ he said ,,then I can buy you a building only you own!’’You shook your head.So he didn’t understand…,,That’s not the problem,’’ you told him.,,I love you so so so much...I can’t describe it...but I love myself too, Jumin...I want to become happy...I realised that that’s impossible as long as I’m your fiancé…your dad doesn’t accept me...the media doesn’t either and to be honest, I have the feeling that you don’t accept ME either...I can’t live like this because I am myself. I’m not owned by anyone...and that might be really bad towards you, but sometimes I have the feeling that you think that you own me too. That you can buy me clothes as if I’m a rich pet. I have the feeling that you have the feeling of need to fit me the way you would do with an annoying pet...and I’m not a pet. Jumin, I want to break up. Last night, I noticed that even though I love you, I love and trust myself, ’’ you ended your speech.

Hoseok observed you as you slowly began to shed tears for Jumin.,,Okay…’’ Jumin responded, sighting.,,So, your now in a relationship with your friend?’’ he asked you.Your eyes changed direction. You looked at the shapes of the trees.,,He kissed me and confessed to me yesterday,’’ you nodded.,,But,’’ you began, turning your head to your friend and looking deeply into his eyes.,,I decided that even though I’m in a dilemma between the both of you, I won’t choose anyone. If I would love anyone of you, there wouldn’t be someone else in my mind who I could choose. So, I will reject both of you. And if you really love me, you will leave me,’’ you said.Hoseok smiled and nodded, disappearing now into the kitchen.

,,I love you...can’t we try it again…?’’ Jumin asked you, however this was the last time he would ask you.You clearly rejected him.After you done what you had to do, you ate breakfast with Hoseok. A silent one. You gathered your things and moved again into your apartment, which was left empty after you moved. 

There, you first cried out your sadness before you gathered your strength and went on, walking forward and looking up.