#jumin x 707

[swxtyflowe]

Lol ships

idk i ship them help

[k4txlulzz]

SEVEN X ZEN IS SO CUTE AND ??? WHY AM I JUST NOTICING HOW MUCH CHEMISTRY THESE TWO HAVE😭😭😭 orrr potential chemistry idk

i read some fanfics about these two and they are ADORABLE

i now have my three favorite non-mc ships : seven x yoosung, seven x jumin (personal favorite) and now seven x zen

. . . saeyoung choi , you are the gayest man in this game and god bless you for that . amen

[unwillingwriter]

Treatment

Pairing: Jumin x 707 (Jumciel) (Juciel)

A/N: Also on A03 - I was tired when I wrote this.

Description: When Jumin first came home from his horrid day he didn't question why Luciel was right there at the door, he didn't question why the redhead dragged him to the living room and practically demanded him to sit down, he didn't question why he had a mischievous gleam in his eyes– already used to it by now– he didn't question why his partner had left the room in such a gleeful way and returned with the biggest grin on his face holding a set of nail polish.

He didn't question it.

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Jumin is a man of natural intelligence and foresight— he mentally prepared himself for the day before him, ready to deal with the headache that is both his job and his father's unholy relationships that he seems— without a fail— to get into every time Jumin takes his eyes off him for more than a second. It was a real pain really. How long would this one go? He wondered endlessly everyday.

How much missing money will it take for him to notice?.

Jumin was tired of the same old routine it was tiring. He’ll never understand his father and his obsession for women; they all seem to be the same when his father picks them.

When will he get—

“Jumin.”

Jumin straightens at the sound of his name, his onyx orbs moving towards the voice.

Oh right. Back to how Jumin usually knows and plans out his day.

He didn’t see this or plan this. He didn’t see or come up with the scene that was happening right now, he was sitting on his couch with Elizabeth The 3rd on his lap mindlessly petting her his free hand currently in the hands of a hacker.

A hacker who was dead set on painting his nails perfectly without any mistakes and errors.

“Quit thinking about your dad, you get twitchy when you do— and stop petting Elly! You’re gonna get polish on her fur, then you’re gonna blame me!.” Luciel said a hint of annoyance laced in his voice, his red brows drawn together in concentration— a look Jumin always admired even before the two were dating. Jumin remembered the countless times he mentally and sometimes physically smacked himself when he found himself admiring Luciel not understanding.

The raven hair man sighs moving his hand off the white cat— Elizabeth taking that as her cue to get off her owner, stretching her body out before jumping off his lap strutting away.

‘She’s so sassy.’ Jumin recalls Luciel saying when he had first met Elizabeth The 3rd.

Indeed she was.

When Jumin first came home from his horrid day he didn't question why Luciel was right there at the door, he didn't question why the redhead dragged him to the living room and practically demanded him to sit down, he didn't question why he had a mischievous gleam in his eyes– already used to it by now– he didn't question why his partner had left the room in such a gleeful way and returned with the biggest grin on his face holding a set of nail polish.

He didn't question it.

Jumin looked at his other hand that was already painted to perfection taking in the dull shine of the polish on his nails– black mixed with midnight blue– a combination that worked pretty well.

He has to admit, Luciel has done a remarkable job.

“Aaannnnd done! Haha! Your pinkies are awfully hard for no reason. What's wrong with them?.”

“I'm Wolverine,” Jumin says cooly, carefully moving his hand away from his boyfriend blowing onto the polish to dry them as Luciel closed the tiny vial.

Luciel looked up towards Jumin.

“Was that a joke?.”

Jumin stops blowing, his mind halting for a moment. Was– was it bad?.

Jumin side-eyes the hacker.

“Was it ominous?.” he questions.

“It wasn't the best but you're cute for trying,” Luciel responded, giving Jumin a reassuring smile.

“Hmm,” he responded, looking back at his painted nails. They weren't too bad. Jumin found himself being quite fond of the outcome…

“It's okay Ju I still like it!.”

Of course he did.

Even Luciel found the beauty in horrible jokes, he is the one who told them 90% of the time.

The hacker stared at Jumin Raising a brow.

“Why do I feel like the universe just insulted me?.”

“Don't be dramatic Seven.”

“I'm not!.”

Leave it to Seven to make Jumin feel better after a tiresome day.

Jumin listened to the one-sided argument allowing his love to be himself.

[pochipop]

＃MYSTIC MESSENGER !! ♡ — BEING VULNERABLE WITH YOU.

#. synopsis! — how they show their trust .

#. characters! — jumin, zen (hyun), yoosung, saeyoung (707), saeran (ray), jihyun (v) .

#. warnings! — slight angst.

#. others! — navigation & masterlist .

#. a/n! — come join my discord server? it's newly opened with a fantasy bakery theme! we have emojis from genshin impact, honkai star rail, sanrio, overwatch, pokemon, mystic messenger, and more! a collection of funny stickers, channels to promote yourself, meet new friends, share your writing/art, + lots more! plus, our staff is very chill and friendly! we'd love to see you there! <;33

＃ JUMIN !! ♡

Jumin, who never really thought himself to be the romantic type, but loses himself so easily in his relationship with you that he’d do anything imaginable just to see you smile for him. This sophisticated, pressed-suit wearing, stone-faced man who just crumbles when it comes to you, —who once thought love was some sick ruse made to rope people in and keep them hostage to their feelings, suddenly realizing that this rush is marvelous, and he can’t quite clearly remember a time before his heart seemed to beat for you. This man who swore he’d never love someone enough to put aside everything else on his mind and just live in the moment who sheds that dry cleaned business attire at the end of every workday and lets himself come undone for you. His walls come down and he welcomes you inside, and for once, he’s not scared of what will happen when you see the parts of him that perhaps aren’t as pretty as others. He lets you see the beautiful mess he’s made of himself over the years, and it’s then that he begins to pick up all these tattered pieces, finally preparing to put himself back together again. And recognizing you’ll help him do so is the sweetest comfort he’s ever known.

＃ HYUN (ZEN) !! ♡

Hyun, who stops pretending to be perfect over time and lets you see him in all the stages of healing. This man who often shields himself from the world, hiding behind a mask of narcissistic confidence, who finally lets his imperfections seep through to the surface and breathes another sigh of relief every single time you stay in the aftermath. He lets you in on the insecurities that lap at his ankles much more often than he'd ever had liked to have admitted before. He lets you hold him when he shatters instead of pushing you away, —dulls all his rigid edges to feel your warmth surround him, as if lowering all his defenses for the very first time. The world can be a cruel place to those that have made mistakes, but Hyun feels like he's finally found someone who can look at him for more than just the pretty, well-kempt face he maintains for the public. There's no sense of shame he feels the need to drown in when you let him fall apart in your arms. There's no crushing feeling of disappointment or suffocating feeling of disdain. He's more human than he fears he's ever been when your thumbs wipe the tears from beneath his eyes and you whisper to him that everything will be okay.

＃ YOOSUNG !! ♡

Yoosung, who learns over time how to not let things fester until they’ve built up so much he can’t keep them in any longer. For all he is and might not ever be, he’s come to realize that it’s okay to express his emotions before they reach a boiling point. He comes to you at the onset of upsetedness, —allows himself to feel frustrated without stuffing it down and pretending the problem doesn’t exist until it explodes. He finds that it’s so much easier to be earnest when you never talk down to him or make him feel like he’s any less of a person in your eyes because of it. Sometimes he needs advice, and other times, he just needs someone to talk to. No matter the case, he seeks you out before anyone else, knowing that you care enough about him to value his thoughts and opinions without qualifiers or regulations. He holds grudges sometimes that aren’t good for his own sake, and being shut down when he tries to address them only adds fuel to the fire. Having someone who truly listens and tells him that it’s okay to feel the way he does goes such a long way, —perhaps longer than you’ll ever know.

＃ SAEYOUNG (707) !! ♡

Saeyoung, who lets himself be honest eventually, —who lets himself chip away and then lets you smooth him over. He’s done a lot of things he’s not proud of, and he doesn’t need anyone to tell him that it wasn’t his fault. Whether it was or wasn’t doesn’t matter as much as what he knows he has to do going forward, and the last thing he really wants is to be coddled out of pity. He just wants to be heard, no sympathy necessary, no fawning over the way he sheds the skin he used to wear when he felt like happiness was millions of miles away. He just wants to be listened to. To Saeyoung, it’s the ultimate show of trust to admit to all the things he regrets, let them spill out like word vomit and not have to worry about the consequences. He doesn’t need you to understand, and knows you likely can’t given the specifics of his life’s course thus far, but knowing that you’re keen on carrying the burden with him is such an insurmountable feeling of relief. Finally, someone knows every grimy little corner of his soul and they still love him, still hold him, still want him. . . There’s nothing quite like it.

＃ SAERAN (RAY) !! ♡

Saeran, who lets little things slip as time goes on, —stares a little longer when he passes twin popsicles in grocery stores because he knows you won’t ask why. As much as he likes to pretend that he can fix things by pretending they never hurt him in the first place, there are always scars that linger just below the surface, ready to burst at the first sight of mint-colored liquids or at the first sound of deceptively sweet voices offering commands from the shadows. He carries a lot around with him wherever he goes, and just loving him until the sun dies isn’t a cure-all. You can’t turn back time and shield him from all the things in his life that have left him feeling like a shattered stain glass window. All the love in the world can’t fix the past. But there’s nothing that means more to him than knowing he can lean on you, —even if he doesn’t always do it. There’s such a sweet comfort in knowing he can turn to you when he feels like he’s drowning. And if sometimes that manifests only in letting himself shed a few tears while he eats an ice cream cone outside next to you in the sunshine, then so be it.

＃ JIHYUN (V) !! ♡

Jihyun, who talks about it all a little at a time, —about the good and the bad, the ugly and the beautiful; because it wasn’t always bad. There were times before you came in which he’d been so in love that he’d have done anything to stay exactly where he was, to freeze those moments up and keep them in a capsule that could never be shaken. And it’s important for Jihyun to tell you about those things every now and again, to let you in and reminisce on the way he’d once been so sure of it all, so ready to settle down and stay exactly where he was. But it’s equally as important for him to bare the remnants of the betrayal for you to kiss, and hold, and make peace with. He likes to think you understand him better in the wake of it, —that you’ve seen him in a new light every time he sits with you and tells you of the loss, the desire, the yearning, and all the ways he wishes things could have been different for everyone. In the end, he’s here, and there’s nowhere else he’d rather be.

[nevieunoia]

guess what i started playing again

[intr0verted-weird0]

[kisstheivy]

I may be a pose reference repeater but you’re a pose reference rememberer, which is just as pathetic /ref

[mystmesstolemysoul]

What if MC had no choice but to reset? What if, after enough cycles through each story, they know exactly which night they'll go to sleep next to their love then wake up all alone with a text telling them to go to an address they already know by heart. What if MC was cursed with repeating the same events over and over again, falling in love but never getting to grow beyond a certain point with the love of their life?

(lil drabble below the cut. There's a little bit of reset theory sprinkled in, along with a smidge of reference to a song I think goes with MysMes perfectly)

Which guy I'm talking about is intentionally vague so you can imagine your fave <3

Angst with a happy? bittersweet? ending

Not proofread, I don't have time for that shit, sorry lol

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The first time it happened, it was jarring. A panic setting in as you woke up, back in your old old apartment, no sign of him anywhere. Had it all been a dream? Surely not.

Then came the text, and it all came flooding back. What was happening?

You were less fearful this time as you walked up to Rika's apartment, even knowing all that you did now about the mysterious circumstances that had brough you here.

When they, the RFA, your family, greeted you as a stranger, it stung in a painfully nostalgic way. Had they really forgotten all about you? But it wasn't that; they hadn't known you in the first place.

You did some things differently, this time around. You gave more attention to one of the members that you'd brushed off the first time. Confusion clouded you on day five when everything began to drift away from the story you remembered. Despite this change, your new bachelor managed to sweep you off your feet, though you always felt guilty whenever he, your lover from the first time, called or texted. You felt guilty having to push him away to stay loyal to your new man.

You had almost forgotten about that jarring day when everything had reset. Almost. Until it happened again. You were more prepared this time, but felt almost exceedingly empty as you read the text asking for your help. You wanted to ignore it, to stop this toying with your heart. But you knew you couldn't stay away from the RFA. You were bound, heart and soul. So you did as 'Unknown' asked.

You began to dread it more and more each new route, never knowing when you were going to wake up alone and start the cycle all over again. It became numbing. Heartbreaking. But you could never stay away.

Eventually, you'd seen every possible way it could end. There had been a time you'd hoped to find a road that wouldn't end. A path that wouldn't lead to you waking up alone, forced to greet your closest friends as new strangers. But you'd long since given that up.

You'd seen every success, every possible failure. Felt every swell of new love, every shattering heartbreak. Made friends, made enemies, just for it all to be washed away.

There was a time when you'd begun to intentionally run everything into the ground. It was easier to repeat random 5-day loops than to go months, years, before having it all ripped away from you. But bringing them heartbreak hurt you more.

You were careful now. So careful. Especially with him.

You could never bring yourself to be careless with him. You didn't know why, but after a while, he began to stick out to you more than all the rest. No matter which path you walked, he always caught your eye. The way he said things, his way of thinking, how he tried to look out for you in his own little way.

So you pursued him. You'd won his heart before, many times, but you did it again with a purpose. You knew it wouldn't last. You knew one day, you'd wake up and it would all be over. But you loved him. You really loved him. And when the night came that you knew would be the last, you tried desperately not to sleep. But it was as if some curse took over you, forcing your eyes to close. When you awoke, it was all gone.

But you wouldn't let that stop you. Again, you followed him, your north star, your guiding light. Again, you won his heart. And again, you woke up. It was the third time when you noticed something different. Just a moment. A spark. A faint look in his eyes when you saw him face to face, some wondrous shock, as if he couldn't believe you'd chosen him. More than that usual look in his eyes when he saw you for what you believed to be his first time.

But the look wasn't enough for you to say something. Not yet. But a fourth time, you chose him. Then a fifth. Till finally, on the sixth time through, he gave you a look as if you'd gone insane, and he loved you for it. You'd asked without thinking. "You remember, don't you?"

He hadn't had to speak a word for you to know the answer. You knew him too well. He woke up alone, the same as you. And you loved him fiercer. Again and again and again, determined now to always choose him. No matter how repetitive, no matter how painful, you couldn't choose anyone but him, knowing he'd have to watch you fall in love with another man if you chose any other path.

When the fateful night settled in, wrapped up in each others arms, you were silent. You both knew what this night meant. When the daylight comes I'll have to go. You felt his tears trickle into your hair. "I don't wanna start all over."

And you didn't either. "I know, baby, I know." You held him so close, promising, "I'll choose you. I'll always choose you." And you meant it. You'd never be able to make it through now without him. You had him, now, and you weren't letting go.

And when the daylight comes I'll have to go, but tonight I'm gonna hold you so close, 'cause in the daylight we'll be on our own, but tonight I'm gonna hold you so close.

[sleepingdeath-light]

love language hcs ; all love interests

requested by ; nobody / self indulgent

fandom(s) ; mystic messenger

fandom masterlist(s) ; here

character(s) ; hyun ryu / zen, jaehee kang, jihyun kim / v, jumin han, saeran choi / unknown / ray, saeyoung choi / 707, yoosung kim

outline ; “love language hcs for all the love interests”

warning(s) ; none, just fluff!

hyun ryu / zen

physical touch

nuzzle your nose against his after you kiss, tackle-hug him after he’s nailed yet another performance, hold his hand tightly when you’re walking through a crowded area, cuddle up to him when you’re laying on the sofa at home, pepper kisses all over his face until he wakes up, play with his hair when he’s laying across your lap — shower him with your touch and affection and care and this man will absolutely melt

and make no mistake, zen gives just as good as he gets both in public and in private — like it’s rare for you to go more than a few moments at a time in his company without him reaching out for you or kissing you (be that on your lips, your cheeks, the top of your head or your temple, or lower like on your neck, or shoulders, or hands, or fingertips — he just really likes kissing you, especially if you’re the type to get flustered by it)

words of affirmation

it’s so very important to zen that you never have any room to doubt his feelings for you nor your worth as a person, so he makes a habit of complimenting and praising and confessing to you whatever comes to mind whenever he can — whether that means firmly stating that you’re the most attractive person he’s ever seen in between kisses, or showing up to every event you’re participating in to cheer you on (with flowers of course), or texting you ‘i love you’s and ‘you’ve got this’s throughout the day, or calling you so many lovey-dicey pet names that it makes your head spin, or leaving you voice messages when he’s away for work just so you have something to listen to when you’re feeling down, or whatever, he goes above and beyond to make his feelings for you impossible to underestimate or ignore or brush off no matter how insecure you may be feeling at the time

and while his work as an actor has left him very accustomed to compliments and praise, it hits so much harder when it’s coming from the love of his life than a hundred strangers — so call him handsome, and babe, and praise him for his talents, and watch him turn to mush

jaehee kang

quality time

after working under jumin for so long, it’s safe to say that jaehee is very familiar with what an unhealthy work-life balance looks like and now that she’s working with you she’s very intent on not falling into familiar bad habits — refusing to let work and stress get in the way of your relationship and doing what she can to ensure the two of you get to spend plenty of time together

having a cup of coffee together in the morning before opening up your cafe, making sure to leave work at the door when you both get home, dancing together to whatever song comes on the radio when you’re closing up your business on an evening, taking your lunch breaks together so you have some time to decompress during the work day, meal prepping as a team, attending new musicals together (both those featuring zen and others that caught your eye), going out on the weekends for proper dates, etc. — needless to say you two spend plenty of time together that isn’t related to work and she wouldn’t have it any other way

honesty

after spending all day putting on an amiable and charming facade for your customers or for attendees at the latest charity gala the rfa organised, there’s nothing quite like being able to go home, take off the mask, and be yourself with your partner — having the space to be frustrated or upset or exhausted without judgement, and being able to be there for you when you’re feeling those same things, is so important to jaehee and arguably helps prevent most major arguments because there’s no pressure to pretend and bottle things up with each other

bonus points if the two of you join in on each other’s vents, but she’s just as willing and happy to provide comfort and understanding instead as you rant about that one stupid customer who really got on your nerves today — anger may not be pretty, but it’s human and she’s grateful that you trust her enough to show her the sides of yourself that aren’t strictly friendly or ‘nice’, and that she can trust you not to judge her when she shows you her frustration in return

jihyun kim / v

art

no matter what type of art he ends up leaning into, you as his lover will always be his greatest inspiration and his muse — and he makes no attempt to hide that from you. after all, what’s there to be ashamed about being enamoured with his spouse?

as a violinist he’d compose entire arrangements dedicated to your love story, as a painter he crafts the most brilliant pictures inspired by you and how you make him feel, and as a photographer he creates entire exhibitions featuring you and the life you’ve lived together — each variation undeniably gorgeous and emotional, so rich and unfiltered in how he approaches his feelings that it’s impossible to not start to love yourself a little bit more through the lens of his adoration (the way he sketches your smile, the sound of your laughter woven into a larger musical piece, a candid photo of you in the early morning when you’re still half asleep — all made beautiful and earnest and punctuated with an expression of pure warmth on his face when he shows them to you)

words of affirmation

after everything he’s been through, after the losses and pain and abuse he’s suffered throughout his life, having you there to treat him so softly and to so generously shower him in your love is more than enough to leave him teary eyed and warm. though he does have a bad habit of brushing off your praise and compliments at first, the longer you’re together the better he becomes at accepting your earnest declarations and encouragements as an extension of your love for him and the more he becomes impacted by them — reddened cheeks, brightened eyes, and a smile so bright that it borders on contagious

jumin han

gift giving

jumin is ridiculously wealthy and has absolutely no qualms about using that wealth to spoil you rotten — in his eyes, as his lover, you deserve nothing but the absolute best and he will go to any extreme, pay any price no matter how expensive, in order to give you the lifestyle you deserve. luxury clothes, fine jewellery, sports cars and private planes, frequent trips abroad, holiday homes across the globe, etc. — anything you could possibly dream of will be yours if only you say the word… or just look at something for longer than usual…

and for his part jumin much prefers to receive handmade things from you — a painting or sketch, a poem or love letter, something that reminded you of him and is proof that he’s as present in your thoughts as you are in his — and he keep all of them in the best condition possible. he even has a whole drawer in his home office where he keeps every letter and note you’ve ever left for him… it’s nice to be loved for who he is, that’s all

quality time

whenever he’s not working on something for his family business or the rfa, jumin is spending his every waking moment with you: spoiling you rotten, taking you out on luxurious vacations, treating you to extravagant dates, showering you with his affection, and just generally making you feel like the only person in the whole world that matters to him — because you are! he feels terrible about how busy he is and aches for you whenever you’re apart, so he does everything he can to make up for that when he’s with you — and if you show appreciation for his efforts and a longing for his presence that rivals his own then he’ll melt

saeran choi / unknown / ray

protectiveness

saeran is someone who knows pain and loss and grief intimately, someone who knows what it’s like to be hurt and used and to be made to lose themselves for the whims of another, and he will do any and everything in his power to keep you from experiencing the same things that he has — and even the smallest amount of pain or illness on your part (like a papercut or a cold) is enough to set him on edge and leave his chest feeling unbearably tight. this fear makes him immensely protective over you — both in the sense that he’d jump in front of a bullet for you, and in the sense that he will nurse you back to health whenever you’re unwell or hurt and will not let you do anything unsupervised until you’re completely recovered

you’re the centre of his universe, the love of his life, and saeran is ready to do whatever it takes to protect you and your peace from the darkness he was raised in… because goodness knows you only deserve the best

quality time

sometimes all saeran needs, more than praise and touch and gentle looks, is just to spend some time with you alone — ideally somewhere quiet where he can just exist with you without the need for conversation or outside entertainment. your presence in general is just really calming to him and he loves being around you, and knowing that you truly enjoy his company in return, even if sometimes he just doesn’t have the energy to do something extravagant or keep up conversation. sometimes it’s just enough for you to be there, with him and with the flowers in the garden.

saeyoung choi / 707

humour / playfulness

whether its through his endless pranks and corny jokes over text in the rfa chat, or his so-bad-they’re-good puns and unexpected innuendos that always manage to catch you off guard, or his practical jokes that never cross the line of ‘too far’ and manage to hit just right, saeyoung always finds a way to make you laugh and brighten your day — even if that laughter comes at his own expense sometimes when he’s been a complete idiot

and having you there to understand and mirror his sense of humour means everything to him — because you get it and he doesn’t have to make himself smaller, or quieter, or blander, to fit into your world… you accept him as he is and even manage to use his own methods against him and leave him laughing until he’s in tears, and that means so so so much to him

attention to detail

seven made no secret of the fact that he ran a detailed background check on you when you first joined the rfa, and he also never attempted to hide the fact that he was almost always tuned in to the cameras in the apartment to keep an eye on you, so it shouldn’t come as too much of a shock to say that he knows you extremely well. so well, in fact, that if you didn’t know better it would be all too easy to assume that your darling hacker is an actual psychic for how well he’s able to predict and react to your moods and cravings (even, at times, anticipating you wanting something before you realise it yourself)

and he puts that knowledge to good use: surprising you with gifts he knows you’ll actually appreciate or trips to places he knows you’ve been wanting to visit, knowing what snacks and medications to keep stocked up in his home so you always have exactly what you need, reminding you of an upcoming appointment or birthday or anniversary that he knows might have slipped your mind, and just generally making you feel so understood and seen that it’s impossible to not want to smother him in kisses until his glasses fog up and his cheeks are a deeper shade of red than his hair

yoosung kim

gaming / sharing interests

while he does start to game less and less as he gets older (veterinary work keeps him busy, after all), if you were ever to stop by and ask him to teach you how to play then he’s going to be jumping at the chance to share his interests with you — and he’s patient as hell, too, even if you genuinely do suck at the game he’ll just sit back and cheer you on until you’re able to take on an enemy alone and win (at which point he’ll be so genuinely proud it’s adorable)

acts of service

yoosung is the ‘picks up flowers on his way home everyday’ type of boyfriend, the ‘buys your favourite takeout when he notices you’re feeling down’ type of boyfriend, the ‘helps you take care of yourself when you’re sick’ type of boyfriend, the ‘learns the new game you’re playing just to help you with a level you’re struggling with’ type of boyfriend, the ‘gives you his coat and freezes on the way home type of boyfriend’, and the ‘helps you revise for your exams and interviews’ type of boyfriend — and he does it all with determination and a boyishly charming smile because, to him, you’re worth all of that and more

and if you’re the type of partner who would do all of that for him too — who makes note of all the important dates so he doesn’t forget, who helps him clean his wounds after his encounter with mint eye without a hint of a complaint, who ties his ties for him before he goes out to work just because you can, who makes an account on lolol just to play with him, and who is there with him on those late nights during exam season to keep him healthy and sane — then he’s going to have to fight the urge to propose to you then and there

[libra-kirishima]

Mystic Messenger Characters + Their Toxic Traits ✨

Feat. Zen, Yoosung, Jaehee, Jumin, Seven, and V

Short headcanons inspired by this post I've made about My Hero Academia characters and their toxic traits x

! fem reader, brief mentions of sex !

Zen

Insanely jealous. He's barely able to restrain himself from barking like a dog when he sees you talking to another man

- and he will come up to you mid-conversation and embarrass you in front of this man because Zen wants him to know who you belong to.

Has some mildly sexist views on women

- Speaks for you even if you're right next to him. Will order for you at restaurants without being asked. If someone asks you a question and Zen thinks he knows the answer he'll answer it for you as if you aren't capable of answering for yourself.

- Tends to believe that you're fragile and vulnerable and that he needs to protect you because you're a woman

- Will help you with chores but he believes it's your job to cook

- Doesn't ever let you take control during sex. He thinks that, as the man, he is supposed to be the one on top and in control. He's a pleasure dom but sex is always done his way because he never lets you take the lead.

Canonically homophobic

Lacks self awareness

Yoosung

King of putting things off. Ignores problems in the relationship for as long as he possibly can until one day it all comes to the surface and he bursts into tears

Avoids conflict to the point of concern. He'd rather lie to himself that everything is fine between the two of you than address an issue in your relationship because he doesn't want to start a fight.

Struggles to make time for you. A lot of your dates are hanging out together while he studies in his room or at the library.

Shamelessly codependent

Jaehee

Also terrible at making time for you

Always working. If she's not working under Jumin then she's always working on improving the coffee shop. She doesn't know how to function when she's not working 24/7 and under constant stress

She takes things so personally. She'll never tell you she took something you said personally but you can tell.

Lowkey a grudge holder. If you two get into an argument she'll bring up something you said to hurt her feelings two years ago.

Jumin

Wants to take care of you but "taking care of you" can mean doing things that are very controlling sometimes

- extremely resistant at first to the idea of you having a job or going to college since he can provide for both of you

- hates taking "no" for an answer if he thinks he knows better than you. If you're sick with a cold he'll go against your wishes and call a doctor no matter how many times you insist that you're fine.

- Never learned how to let someone else be in charge of something so he also never lets you take control during sex.

Resistant to change

Makes important decisions without you based on what he thinks you would want

Can come across as very apathetic at times. He thinks he's offering an objective point of view that will help soothe your emotions but instead it can feel like he doesn't care about them because you're being unreasonable.

707

Has gotten into the habit of lying about the dumbest shit, so it can be difficult to tell whether he's being serious or messing with you

Doesn't help with household chores because he doesn't find them mentally stimulating

Gets really bad depressive episodes. He doesn't want Saeran to see him like that so he bottles everything up until he can't anymore and will take all his emotions out on you sometimes.

Has never had to communicate how he feels before meeting you, so he never learned how. A lot of the time you're relying on your intuition because he doesn't talk to you about it. Part of him still believes nobody cares about how he's feeling.

V

Incredibly passive. Getting him to voice what he wants is like pulling teeth.

Codependent and in denial about it. Thinks he's just really in love with his wife.

Has a tendency to completely ignore how he's feeling because part of him is desperate to please you.

Tends to think in absolutes. Has a very black and white view on most things

Struggles to believe that he deserves you and that makes him crave validation, but he never wants to voice to you that he needs validation.

[erimeows]

Mystic Messenger: Masterlist

Hi there! I'm Eri, and I write for all sorts of stuff. While I do have everything published on here, I personally choose to have my masterlists linked to my Ao3.

Some of these are NSFW, so be sure to check the tags!

If you'd like to learn more about me, send in a request, or look at my works for other fandoms, check out my pinned post! P.S. some of these are a little old... Like, from when I was a middle-schooler old. Please be kind ^^

Headcanons:

Mystic Messenger Drabbles/Headcanons/Scenarios- this is my gigantic compilation of headcanons and little drabbles! Includes character x character, character x reader, gen, etc.!

Multichapters/Series:

Cared For (Jumin Han x 707)

Never Changing (Jumin Han x V): Pt. 1, Pt. 2, Pt. 3

Eclipse (Jumin Han x Zen)

Safekeeping (Vanderwood x Zen)

Character x Character Oneshots:

A New Hobby (Zen x 707)

Next To You (Zen x 707)

Secrets (Zen x Saeran Choi)

Mysterious Clues (Yoosung Kim x Saeran Choi)

The Letter (Yoosung Kim x 707)

Just A Little Longer (Yoosung Kim x 707)

Uptight (Vanderwood x Saeran Choi)

Again And Again (Vanderwood x 707)

Hurting You (Jumin Han x V)

Happy Tears (Jumin Han x V)

Tangerine Skies (Jumin Han x V)

Falling (Jumin Han x 707)

My Funny Valentine (Jumin Han x 707)

Philocalist (Jumin Han x 707)

Kissaphobic (Jumin Han x 707)

Priorities (Jumin Han x 707)

Dye (Jumin Han x 707)

The Things You Don't Talk About (Jumin Han x 707)

Bad Idea! (Jumin Han x Zen)

Character x Reader Oneshots:

Sleeping Beauty (Jumin Han x Reader)

Drunken Confessions (Saeran Choi x Reader)

I Could Use A Little Danger (Zen x Reader)

Shy (Zen x Reader)

Tell Me What You Want (V x Reader)

Love And Coffee (Jaehee x Reader)

Don't Tell (Jaehee x Reader)

Midnight Chips And Madeline (707 x Reader)

Webcam (707 x Reader)

Partnership (707 x Reader)

In The Same Bed (707 x Reader)

Movie Night (707 x Reader)

Cherry (707 x Reader x Saeran) (Angsty love triangle with unreciprocated love, NOT incest)

[k4txlulzz]

juciel/jumin x saeyoung is so CRIMINALLY underrated ☹️ i have loved their dynamic for years im so sad they are a rarepair and barely have any content of them

fellow juciel enjoyers where r u . .

the pookies deserve better🙏🏼if there wont be any new content i will make it myself

[astr-venus]

You changed your hair again｡⁠.ﾟ★ ˎˊ˗

｡⁠☆Cw: black!reader, I am black but I hate getting my hair done sooo..., gn!reader, cuteness aggression

｡⁠☆CH: 707 ⁠☆ Yoosung ⁠☆ Jumin (separate)

✧707✧

"It's pretty, isn't it?"

You weren't sure if cornrows would be your thing. Sure they looked nice on other people, and there's a couple pictures of you with beaded cornrows when you were five. But you haven't been 5, or even 10, for a while now.

"Thought I'd try something new."

Saeyoung just stares for a moment.

He saw you literally like 6 hours ago. You said you were going out with your girls, and he was happy to give you a kiss goodbye and well wishes. Should he have expected you to come back home with a completely new hairstyle? Or completely new hair??

"It's so cute! I love it! I don't get it, but I love it!"

"What is there to get about it?"

You look at him with a slightly scrunched nose, confusion written a thousand times over your face. He probably matches it though, even through the wide (adoring) smile he's wearing.

"How???"

He's being seriously inquisitive, but you laugh anyways. It makes him feel warm inside.

"Ah, you must be a shape shifter." He tacks on, just to keep a smile on your face. "I've always suspected it. No one as beautiful as you could've possibly been anything but supernatural."

Saeyoung could die happy seeing you fluster, seeing the way you roll your eyes to the side, seeing the way you fiddle nervously with your fingers. It isn't his fault you're so damn cute when you look like that.

You groan, trying to change the subject.

"Next time I get my hair done you can come with me."

"Ooh, the magician is revealing their secrets!"

"Not a secret, but sure."

✧Yoosung✧

"Yeah, do you like it?"

"It's straight now." Yoosung says dumbly. "I thought it was curly."

He tilts his head, like a confused puppy. If you didn't know any better you could've sworn there was an actual question mark floating above his head.

"Have I been hallucinating?"

You laugh, and he pouts, crossing his arms on his chest.

"I asked if you like it."

"Oh!" He perks right up, if you squint your eyes just right you can see an invisible tail wagging. "Yes, it's very beautiful! You always look beautiful!"

The compliment draws a wider smile out of you. He's so cute you could wrap your hands around his throat and strange him. It's an incredibly good thing you like him too much to do so.

✧Jumin✧

"For that gala thing you want me to go to."

Jumin frowns. "You took all of the color out of it."

It's not odd for you to have a new style every couple weeks, specifically because he encourages it. He likes when you spend his money. A lot. More than is what's considered healthy. But it always has color in it, maybe not more than one or two, but there's always at least a bright streak in your hair.

"Baby, I don't really think your rich friends would find a skunk stripe in my hair very professional."

"They're not my friends."

"Not the point."

Jumin frowns deeper, this time his eyebrows crease with it.

"I like the color. I always like the colors."

You open your mouth to respond, but Jumin cuts you off before you get the chance.

"There's no one there to impress. I don't care about them." He pauses, a look of thought crossing over his face. "I like when you express yourself. Change it."

"How'd you know that I don't like it?"

Jumin looks at you flatly. He doesn't do anything like pout or roll his eyes because that behavior is below him, but he makes sure his incredulousness is blatant. You act like he hasn't devoted his life to knowing you better than he knows the cover of his favorite books. Not his palms. Because he hasn't spent enough time staring at his palms to be able to pick them out in a crowd of other ones.

"Change it. Make it something to compliment your clothing if you're so worried."

"Even if I want to, we really don't have time to go back to the salon, the thing starts in like an hour."

The thing is, Jumin doesn't even want to go to the gala anyway. He has no need to fraternize with their people when he could buy their companies without a second thought. It's not like he needs to look for a betrothed either, he already has you.

Curse his father for asking him to go to this. He could be having a perfectly lovely night in with you, and your brightly colored hair, but no. He has to watch you dilute your personality for people he could buy and sell with a snap of his fingers.

"You can change it afterwards then."

"Tomorrow." You correct.

"Tomorrow."

Woohoo !! First mystic messenger fic here !! There is now official evidence that I don't exclusively write for MHA ⁽⁠⁽⁠ଘ⁠(⁠ ⁠ˊ⁠ᵕ⁠ˋ⁠ ⁠)⁠ଓ⁠⁾⁠⁾

Also my personal headcanon that Jumin is super into MC treating him like a personal bank account. MC comes home with two arms full of shopping bags and he's fighting to keep himself PG lol

｡⁠☆Requests open

[unwillingwriter]

☆5&1 (Jumciel)✮

Author: 707 tells Jumin he loves him unintentionally 5 times. Extra belongs to Jumin who means it. Seven means it too.

Warnings: Light Smut, Gun, Blood, Close to Death.

Paring: Jumin X Seven

Published Also On AO3

Fandom: MysticMessenger

A/N: Rusty As Heck with writing.

--

Jumin was pinching the bridge of his nose in irritation as he listened to Seven's laughter over the phone, keeping said device meters away from his ear– still being able to hear the redhead loud and clear. Jaehee- Assistant Kang had excused herself from the premises when Luciel called, mentioning she had something to do. Jumin should've known that she knew something by how fast she left the room when she saw Mr. Han's phone brightened with the Caller ID “707”.

When Jumin was sure that Seven was done with his overly loud laughter he pressed the phone against his ear once again ready to speak to the man who wouldn't stop laughing for the last 5 MINUTES!

It's a miracle that the redhead hadn’t passed out from all the air he let out, not once taking a second to catch his breath, seeming to be too engaged with tormenting the millionaire.

“Are you–”

“HAAAAAA!!! ACK!.” Luciel wheezed loudly, his breath hitting the speaker of the phone making the CEO cringe, his patients thinning.

“Luciel…” his voice lowered, his head beginning to pound. Ready to tell Seven to cease his laughter till a loud thud and crash was heard on the other side along with a clatter-- meaning Luciel had most likely dropped his phone in the process in whatever just happened.

Jumin opened his onyx eyes, finally, his brows narrowing with annoyance and a slight concern for the hacker.

“Luciel?.” Jumin could still hear the hacker laughing, sounding a bit further away and kinda muffled.

The CEO rubs his face, dropping his cheek into his hand.

‘I’m about to commit an offense…’

Jumin sighs as he listens to the hacker laugh, raising a brow when he hears another voice asking Seven why he was on the floor.

Another 5 minutes passed till Luciel FINALLY stopped laughing and seemed to pick up his phone small chuckles coming through his mic.

In those added 5 minutes Jumin managed to do some work on the cat project he was trying to push through trying to sway his father to the best of his ability. If the countless women in his life could do it then his son can as well.

“Okay, okay I'm back– hehe~” the hacker snickered into the phone. Jumin had put him on speaker so he could know when the hacker finally came back. Jumin places his pen down on the desk giving the other male his full attention.

“What happened?.”

“Oh I was laughing because –.”

“Not!, not that part yet. I'm asking what that sound was just now?.”

“Eh?.”

Jumin felt his eye twitch.

“Luciel…”

Seven chuckled.

“Okay okay. Jumin Han everyone, one of the rare people who can tell I'm lying– Anywho~~.”

Rare?.

“I leaned a little too far back in my computer chair and fell, bringing an old monitor of mine down with me. So you heard three things– wait no! Four things if you count my phone– which is sadly cracked– ack!-- I had just fixed the screen too three weeks ago from when Ms. Vanderwood threw it…”

Jumin could tell Seven wasn't talking to him when he reached a certain section of his sentence– he was mumbling to himself.

Why would his maid throw his phone?

“Agggh!!!- sorry that was off-topic please ignore whatever else I said. Please?. Hmm… Now where was I? Ah! Yes yes yes! Silly me~~ I did hit my head pretty hard… You heard my heavy ass hit the floor along with the chair– that's two– my ten-thousand-dollar-old monitor and my phone. Funny isn't it? Hehe~”

Jumin blinked twice before gathering his thoughts.

“Are you okay?.” he questioned.

Luciel let out a dramatic gasp.

“Awe JuJu~ are worried about little ol’ me?.” Luciel teased laughing to himself.

“Yes,” Jumin spoke bluntly, his voice never losing its natural stern.

The line was quiet. Too quiet that Jumin thought 707 hung up without him noticing somehow.

“Yes Jumin I'm fine thanks for the concern– eh?-- no, huh?-- ah! Okay Okay sheesh just give me a second – no! Jeez, just give me a second.” Luciel spoke at a fast pace, making the director more confused.

Who was he talking to? His maid maybe?

But why did he sound as if he was trying to buy–

“Sorry to cut this conversation short Jumin but–.”

“You were laughing for a long time.” he cut in but Seven kept talking.

“--I have to go, duty calls like always, of course, you would understand how that is– anyway bye Jumin I love you!!.” Seven said in his cheery voice before hanging up completely.

“Luciel–” and he was gone.

Jumin moved the phone close to him looking down at the screen. He didn't even get to ask him why he was laughing in the first place and why he called.

Jumin breathes out his nose. His mind swirls with thoughts till something comes to him.

Seven told him he loves him.

Maybe.

Maybe it could've been a slip-up.

Commoners who are friends tell each other they love them. Jumins not gonna think too deeply about it.

--

Jumin was rather annoyed, he finally understood why Seven had called him laughing a month ago. Today was Jumins birthday and his employees have decided to throw him a small birthday party— oh how he wishes it wasn’t…. Jumin stared down at the cake before him.

It was a red velvet cake— one of his favorite pastry’s out there. There was an image of him on it.

He was falling.

He remembers this day it was the day Seven had called him laughing four hours later after the incident happened.

But it wasn’t the fact that the picture is what annoyed him, it was the words on it. The Fonts were ones of a meme as Seven and Yoosung have explained to him countless times.

‘When your Crush is walking By and you can’t help but fall harder.’

It was such a wretched quote that it made him feel off.

He wanted to throw it away… But instead, he let everyone be and have a slice of cake.

After having a long day at work and finally giving assistant Kang a day off that she deserves. Jumin drops his butt on the couch in his penthouse. His phone rang in his pocket.

He just sat down…

Jumin bit back a frustrated sigh. Nothing good comes out of complaining.

The ravenette takes his phone out of his pocket looking at the ID.

‘707’

The CEO presses the phone against his ear after answering it.

“Hello?, Luciel?.”

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! God, you're old!.”

That… Was unexpected but also– expected?.

“Don't remind me…” he mumbled, undoing his tie.

“Awww… Why so glum JuJu?.”

“I'm not dreary, I'm just tired,” he answered, a little too fast and defensive for his taste.

“Is it because I called you old? If so I was just teasing you I swear– you don't look a day over 25!.” the hacker cheered, Jumin could hear a hint of uncertainty in his voice.

“I already got called old by Yoosung, trust me you calling me old doesn't phase me either,” he says simply, taking off his blazer and setting it over the couch.

“Okay back to my first question then– why so dreary? as you put it in your fancy wording.”

“Luciel I'm not –.”

“You're a good businessman but suck at lying when it's not to another corporate face.”

Jumin stops moving around the room for a second. His hand fiddled with his watch as he had the phone tucked between his ear and shoulder.

Suck at lying?. He's not lying– at least he doesn't think he is…

Sure he keeps to himself and gives vague responses in the RFA chat to the members but it doesn't mean he's lying.

Jumin must have been too deep in his head since he came back to Seven’s voice ringing a little louder in his ears.

“Jumin? Oh Juju~ Jumi?, JumJum? Cat lover? Prince of the Han Family? H–.”

“I'm here!.” he responds feeling rather… Flustered? At the prince part.

He blames his ears for feeling red due to the heat of his phone.

“There's the birthday boy!.” Seven cheered, Jumin could imagine the smile of the redhead.

He rolled his eyes half-heartedly as he continued trying to get comfortable in his own home slowly stripping.

“Mmm…”

“Anywho back to our original convo~~ why is the great Jumin Han upset?.”

“Seven I'm not–.”

“It has something to do with your father, doesn't it?.”

Jumin shuts his mouth, setting his shoes in the closet.

His silence was his answer.

After a few seconds passed.

Luciel sighs on the other end.

“Of course, it does, when doesn't it? Let me guess he didn't take you out today to celebrate?.”

Jumin hated this.

“God, no disrespect to you or anything but your father is an asshole, Mr. Han.”

It's weird to hear Luciel call him that.

“Luciel, it's not a big deal, we're both grown men. It was a childish want.” Jumin had responded neutrally, at least he thought it was neutral…

To Seven it sounded defensive.

“It is natural for a parent's child to want to celebrate their birthday with them. It's not childish.”

Jumin remained silent as he dressed in his pajamas walking to the kitchen to make himself tea. Setting the phone down and putting it on speaker.

“Hmm…”

Jumim sets the kettle in the sink, filling it with water.

“How about we go out today?.” Seven asked.

Jumin glances at his phone.

“Maybe to a fancy restaurant?, oooo or a diner I could show you one of THHHEEE BEST burger joints ever!.”

“I don’t feel like going out.”

“Come ooonnn~”

“I’m busy-.”

“That could be tomorrow Jumins problem, right now birthday Jumin NEEDS to have fun.”

“But Elizabeth—.”

“Will survive without you— if she can handle you being gone all day for work she can handle you being gone for a couple of more hours. Come on Jumin, I'm not letting you sulk on your birthday.”

“I’m not sulking.”

“Really now?.”

“Yes.”

“Then you won’t have a problem with going out with me.” Luciel said his voice filled with determination.

“Seven it’s not necessary—.”

The line makes a beep sound. Indicating the call has ended.

Jumins eyes widened, turning around quickly from the stove.

He didn’t!.

He looked at his phone.

He did!.

Irritation filled Jumin.

That boy has a knack for being stubborn. Then again so did everyone else in the RFA.

.

.

.

Around an hour, Jumins door burst open, making the older male stand straight up from his couch.

His onyx eyes automatically recognized the head of red hair that seemed to be occupied being squished down by a bowler hat.

Luciel was breathing heavily, his skin pale as he tried catching his breath.

Jumin couldn’t help but take in his appearance.

Luciel was wearing a velvet red tuxedo, his tie surprisingly matching Jumin's hundreds of gray ties.

In a way, Jumin couldn’t help but find it… amusing. Seven was never one to wear a suit, not even at the RFA parties— the most he’d put on his dress shoes, suspenders, and a dress shirt with a brown cheetah print tie to try and match his glasses. Speaking of glasses he wasn’t wearing his usual ones he was wearing red ones to match his tux with a hint of gold on the frames. The bowler hat matched the tie.

Jumin was pulled out of his inner monologue from his young friend's voice.

“Tada! Don’t I look dashing? That’s the word?— Jesus Christ, there were so many stairs… Why didn’t I just take the elevator?…” the hacker wheezed.

The little geniuses took the stairs.

“Seven… there are 99 floors…”

“I know… wheeze..”

“I’m at the top…”

“I know… crap I think I’m finally gonna cry shit my lungs hate me…” Seven coughs, his face was a rosy color gleaned with sweat making his bangs stick to his forehead a bit.

“Luciel… like you already said, why didn’t you use the elevator?.”

“Was in a hurry… didn’t have time to think.”

“Obviously… would you like water?.”

“Yes, please. Can I sit?.”

“Go ahead.”

Luciel moved forward, almost falling. Jumin was ready to catch him but his security guards— who he didn’t know were in here as well -- caught the redhead helping him get to the couch.

He glanced, seeing there were two more they looked kinda concerned. One of them was rubbing their face, their cheek was red.

“What happened to you?.”

“He crashed into me.”

“Luciel?.”

“Yes sir.”

“You got knocked over by him?.” Jumin was pointing at the redhead who was resting on the couch.

“He was running pretty fast sir…”

Jumin is surprised after running up a 99-floor building that Seven still had the energy to keep running when he reached up here and managed to knock over his security by mistake.

He simply shook his head going over to the kitchen to get Luciel water.

After a while.

Of arguing and bickering.

Jumin found himself in one of Seven's cars. In a suit and tie.

They were going to a restaurant. One of Jumins favorites.

“Remind me again why we’re going again?.” He questions the hacker.

Seven rolled his eyes shooting Jumin a smile.

“To celebrate you idiot. Your birth is one to be celebrated!.” Luciel spoke cheerfully.

“Why?.”

“Because I love you JuJu~ and I want you to enjoy your life!.”

…

Love?.

--

Jumin was given a tight hug by a certain redhead. Still very much trapped, he could feel Seven's body vibrating against his in happiness.

“I love you JuJu! Holy shit this is awesome! Suck it Yoosung I got a new monitor and not you! HA!.” he cheered childishly sticking his tongue out to the blonde who gave him a hard glare sticking up his middle finger. Luciel laughed, letting go of the CEO running away from the angry blonde.

He was just enjoying his morning coffee…

It was Christmas morning and the RFA had come together at Jumins house to celebrate the holidays.

Jaehee and MC were sitting on the couch watching the two very grown adults run around like toddlers. Laughing. Jumin sips at his coffee, a presence to his right. He glances to see Zen.

“Ryu.”

“Jumin.”

“Merry Christmas.”

“You too.”

.

.

.

“So… He loves you?.”

All Jumin could do was shrug. He didn't understand it himself but he didn't have the heart to mention it to Seven not wanting to embarrass the boy.

Zen never mentioned it afterward.

--

His body was hot. His face flustered. Body beneath the other.

A low moan left his lips when Luciel thrust into him, both were drunk out of their mind. Note to self never ever allow anyone in the RFA to bring whiskey. Seven buried himself deeply into Jumins hole, all the way to the base of his cock his balls slapping against Jumins ass with each new thrust he gives loving the sweet sounds Jumin makes. Luciel leans forward pressing his lips against the director keeping his rhythm easy for them both.

Jumin ran his fingers through the other's hair gripping those red strands and tugging at them making Luciel moan against his lips. Nipping at Jumins bottom lip.

“Fucking hell Luciel…” he moaned tugging harder at the redhead's hair making him hiss in response his thrust getting quicker.

“Jumin, I Swear keep saying my name like that~,” he growled out, lust filling those honey eyes making something in Jumin crumble.

Kisses and hot frequent touches. Loud and low moans filled the room.

Seven hand was wrapped around Jumins neck as he fucked into him making the bed shake hosting one of the rich man's leg over his shoulders making sure Jumin feels ALL of him.

“I love you,” he whispered, feeling his core tighten as he continued. His eyes trained on Jumin swearing he saw purple hearts in his eyes as he was looking up at the hacker.

Jumin believes he sees red in Sevens as well.

“Luciel…” he choked out his mind foggy from the lack of air. Seven gripped his throat tighter.

“Saeyoung…” Seven replies.

“Wha?.”

“Please… Call me Saeyoung… Scream it, moan it, I don't care, just say please…” Seven pleaded leaning forward, moving Jumins leg down and around his waist once again, his thrust becoming harder hitting Jumins sweet spot countless times. Pulling out beautiful strips of moan from the other male.

He let go of Jumins throat letting him breathe.

“Saeyoung…” Jumin whispers Luciel couldn't help but hide his face against the pillow next to Jumins face as his pace continues. Jumin kept saying it.

His finger dug deep into the hacker's back as Luci forcefully pulled out his moans of pleasure.

“Saeyoung, Saeyoung, Saeyoung!.” he moaned out screaming his name as if it was a prayer Luciel loved and he wanted to keep it.

But what is a drunk man's mind?.

“I love you Jumin.”

They both came. The next morning Luciel made Jumin promise to keep his real name a secret even from their friends.

--

“I love you.”

“Shut up.” Jumin said, covering Saeyoungs stomach with blood leaking between his fingers. Everything was loud in his ears, the Gunshot still ringing causing static in the air. Everyone was screaming– he wanted them to shut up, he wanted them all gone if they weren't gonna help with the injured member of the RFA.

Seven let out a harsh cough. Blood coming up. Fuck! That wasn't good!.

“For fuck- Yoosung! Where are the Medicis!!!.” Jumin didn't have to take his eyes off Seven to know Yoosung was crying as he was talking to 911.

“Awe you care~...” Seven teased a weak smile on his face, his glasses discarded somewhere broken.

“Don’t joke, right now is not the time. For once just listen to me and shut Up! YOOSUNG!.” he snapped his heart in his throat watching the other man turn pale before his eyes fighting to stay with Jumin.

“They said they're close!.”

“Not good enough! He's losing a lot of blood and dying! Tell them to hurry up!.” Jumin's brain was loud, he remembers having a conversation about this with Seven. Something about trauma– going through a traumatic experience can cause the brain to go into shock and freak out and cause you to not act like yourself – something about adrenaline.

“JuJu.”

“For fuck sake Seven please shut up!.”

“Where Jaehee?.”

“She's escorting the guest outside safely.”

“MC?.”

“Seven I'm begging you.” he started to shake seeing the way Seven was slipping the more he spoke.

“Please Jumin…”

“She's outside, she's safe.”

“Good Good. Where's Zen?...”

Heavy feet came towards them. It was Zen.

Zen crouched down next to Seven body placing his large hands on his face pushing his bangs out of his face.

“I'm right here jester,” Zen spoke in a soft tone. Being the calm to Jumins rageful fear.

“Heh heh. Everyone ok?.”

“Yes… Don't worry Luci just please stop talking and save your strength.” Zen continued stroking the man's face trying to keep him awake.

Jumin pressed harder on the wound making Seven grunt-- good he still felt pain.

“I told you all not to get too close… Not to get attached.” Seven wheezed out. Giving both men a funny smile blood coming out his nose. Jumin feels like he is seconds away from passing out.

Zen let out a wet laugh. “Too bad Jester we love your stupid annoying ass”

Seven looked up to Jumin.

Jumin knew what he was asking.

“Saeyoung live so I can tell you…” he pleaded.

He saw when Seven left, and he heard when the RFA doors burst open with the paramedics.

A loud humming sound was in his ears.

He felt hands on him, multiple. They were pulling him away, pulling him away from Seven— he didn’t want to leave Seven alone!.

So he fought back but the hands kept a firm grip on him arms wrapping around him.

He heard screaming. Agonizing screaming.

It was Jumin.

Cold Jumin Han was screaming… and crying. And Zen continued to hold onto the rich man tightly. Yoosung and Jaehee by their side crying, wrapping all of them in a hug.

They looked like a family.

--

“You can’t find him at all?…”

“No, sorry Seven…”

“It’s okay Vanderwood…”

The redhead sighed looking out his hospital window.

“Saren was always the faster runner anyway.” He continues, rubbing his stomach absentmindedly where his brother had shot him. Seven saw it as a piece of Saren that he could alway and forever keep now. He hopes the wound never heals.

Seven room door slams open making him and Vanderwood jump in surprise looking at it Vanderwood hand near his hidden taser.

Jumin's hand was over his heart as he panted.

“Damn JuJu you look worse than I do…” Seven says taking in the business man appearance. He looked unorganized, his eyes were colder and more tired, his skin paler— he hasn’t been sleeping or eating.

Jumin head shot towards Seven. The nurses weren’t lying. He was awake.

“What? Saw a gho— ack!.” He grunted, hugging his stomach over the wound where Vanderwood hit him.

“No time for joking, don’t be insensitive now. I understand you don’t like serious conversation or scenes but now is not the time.” Vanderwood scolded. His eyes went on Jumin who was already looking at him.

“Mr. Han.” Vanderwood says simply, crossing his arms.

“And you?.” He acknowledged.

“No one.” Seven and Vanderwood answered together, looking at one another. Vanderwood actually cracked a smile for once at that.

Jumin knew best not to question. If Seven said it as well then it means nothing and might cause issues if Jumin tries to push. The best he does is nod.

Vanderwood stares for a while then sighs.

“I’m gonna go, Seven don’t strain yourself.”

“Yes madam~” he smiled cheekily.

“You’re injured. That doesn’t mean I won’t make it worse.” Vanderwood lightly warned.

“Yes sir.”

“I’m gonna kill this kid.” He mumbled walking past Jumin, shutting the door behind him.

Silence filled the room.

Seven didn’t like it.

“So— how’s business— hey!.” He exclaims being wrapped into a hug. Jumin burying his face into Sevens neck.

“Jumin?.”

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“I love you…” Jumin responds quietly so only Seven can hear.

“Jumin—.”

“Shut it… you and that damn motor mouth…”

“…”

“I love you… I love you so much…”

“I love you Saeyoung…”

[pochipop]

＃MYSTIC MESSENGER !! ♡ — A LITTLE LITTLE MORE LOVE.

#. synopsis! — sweet gestures from them to you .

#. characters! — hyun (zen), jumin, saeyoung (707), yoosung, jaehee .

#. warnings! — none .

#. others! — navigation & masterlist .

#. a/n! — back in the mm pit because it's summer and it's time for my annual redownload <3 i've also been thinking about opening a discord, so if anyone has thoughts on that, i'd love to hear them! PLUS, i played the free demo for this indie otome-esque game on steam called homicipher, and i am begging for the release of the first chapter, idk if any of you have played it, but i am way too addicted for having only played like half an hour of it. anyway lolol, enjoy!!

＃ HYUN (ZEN) !! ♡

Hyun, who buys bouquets of flowers every now and again on his way back home from rehearsals. He does his best to match the colors to your needs, —yellow on sad days in hopes they might lift your spirits, blue when you’re frustrated so that it might calm you down, etc.. They always smell so sweet, and you cherish them deeply. They always live longer than they typically should as a result of how well you care for them, and he loves to see the bashful smile tug at your lips as you accept them gracefully, even if you always tell him that he “really shouldn’t have” or that he “didn’t have to.” He does it because he loves you, and he thinks someone as beautiful as you should be presented with something just as gorgeous every now and again (even if he admittedly thinks you’re worlds prettier than flowers could ever be.)

＃ JUMIN !! ♡

Jumin, who writes little notes on the corner of the napkins he rests your coffee or tea on each morning, delicate and elegant handwriting in black ink sinking so perfectly into the ivory material. They’re never the same, always a different expression of his love or his admiration. You like to tear them off and keep them safe in a little box, and you open it up to read them when you’ve had a hard day or when you’re just not feeling your best. He always tells you that you don’t have to keep them, that he won’t be offended if you simply toss them away after you’ve read them and they’ve made you smile, —but you can never bring yourself to do it.

＃ SAEYOUNG (707) !! ♡

Saeyoung, who folds little origamis for you when he gets the chance and leaves them somewhere around for you to find. It started with a tiny paper star he was folding for the heck of it, but you liked it so much that he decided to do it again, and again, and again. So now you have a neat little stash of different animals, shapes, and otherwise cool-looking creations (all of which have silly, blank expressions drawn onto them as faces that really add a sweetness to their personality.) You like to sit and fiddle with them every now and again, just to feel the sharp edges of the crane’s beak against your fingertips or to split the little heart apart and see the “i love you <3” written on the inside.

＃ YOOSUNG !! ♡

Yoosung, who buys sticky notes for his studies but ends up using most of them to leave you little notes with cute messages and silly doodles. He likes to think this is a better usage for them, especially when he watches you spot one out of the corner of his eye, and you hold it in your hands like it’s some kind of love-stricken poetry from a wordsmith he knows he’ll never be. They might be simple and straightforward, but there’s not much room for stanzas of prose on these little post-its, and reminders that you’re doing a good job or that you look cute are so much more than enough.

＃ JAEHEE !! ♡

Jaehee, who bakes you little desserts for you to eat when you get home, often heart-shaped or dusted in romantic colors, —always in your favorite flavors. Cookies with little jam hearts in the center, cupcakes with heart sprinkles and a cream just to your liking filling up the inside; each and every one made with so much love that you can practically taste it on your tongue. There’s no one else she’d rather bake for, and no one else she’d rather spend the rest of her days with. Sometimes words are hard to come by, and she worries she won’t always get it right, but when you kiss her on the cheek before taking a bite of her treats, well. . . She thinks things will be alright anyway.

[taes-kookie-blog]

ENHYPEN AS MYSTIC MESSENGER

my worlds colliding....

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SUNGHOON - JUMIN

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HEESEUNG - ZEN

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SUNOO - YOOSUNG

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JAY - V

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JAKE - 707

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JUNGWON - RAY (NOT saeran)

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NIKI - mix of 707 and zen

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please send requests for imagines etc~