#jiwoo x mujin one-shot

[saidrabbles]

how i would end "my name": alternative universe

requested by: @mochacake2016 

warnings: mentions of suicide, depression.

pairing: choi mujin x jiwoo

summary: an alternative ending where it focuses on aftermath of this pair.

author's note: the way they cared for each other in the drama and the way their relationship developed truly needed a better ending. although i don't think they should be romantically paired, because they had a deeper connection than lovers. but we're giving the people what they want wehehe.

exhausted from fighting the bodyguards downstairs and all the way to the elevator, jiwoo breathed heavily, the injuries she received sending waves of pain through her body. she sighs, mentally preparing herself for what's to come on the highest floor of the tower. the elevator dings, signaling its stop. the door opens, revealing numerous guards that were ready to plunge at her any second. she takes a deep breath, and she pushes her way through them.

she makes her way through his door and points the gun at him. "whoa, i didn't expect you'd put that many people to fight me off. were you that intimidated?" he smirks "i didn't expect you'd run out of energy so easily, i thought you wanted revenge?" her pupils shake ever so slightly "you-you bastard...you weren't satisfied with killing my father that you went for pildo as well..." he gets up, a knife visible in his hand, as he wipes it with a cloth. "because.. you need conviction to kill" she scoffs "did you enjoy watching me look for someone who was right infront of me the whole time??" mujin was looking at her with a look that she couldn't quite decipher. he heaved a frustrated sigh, like he was holding the weight of the world at this moment. "this will only end when one of us" he pauses and looks at her "..dies." she takes a few steps forward "i won't let all that i went through to go in vain, i will end this."

in a whim, metal can be heard clanging vigorously, having bearly enough time for either side to take a breath. jiwoo was getting weaker by the second, her energy draining out. at some point, she fell down, the gravity holding her down way too strongly. "get up...get up! come on, stab me! are you giving up?!" and she sees it again. that expression. she didn't know what it meant, but she could feel her heart cry a little. she tries to ignore what she felt, and tries to get up again. she feels her body shake, she has to finish this right now. she musters all the strength she had left, and plunged at him with all her might.

mujin anticipates the pain, but he feels nothing. she didn't stab him. they were both on the ground, breathing heavily. he looks up at jiwoo, only to see tears streaming down her face. "how could you do this to me..to..us" she was holding him by the collar of his shirt, helplessly crying. he slowly, and reluctantly placed his hand on her own, and ever so slightly squeezed it. "do you remember when....i asked you if you had to get revenge? regardless...of the price you pay.." she sniffles "was it all a lie? that day at the junkyard, where you came in, bleeding...you knew the police were coming, the risk of you being exposed...yet you...saved me..." she inhales deeply "if this is how it turned out, why did you save me?? i would've rather died than live to know the truth of it all.." he takes both of her hands in his, and brings it up close to him. "i'm sorry...the day i knew the who your dad really was...the betrayal i felt, my heart felt like it was stabbed repeatedly...i never meant to kill him" he finally let's his tears flow "he was the only person to ever understand me.." he looks at her "i genuinely cared for you, i was...terrified of this day and i thought of never telling you the truth...but i had to, it is your right to know."

she pulls her hand away from his, her heart aching. why did this have to happen to her...to them?? she couldn't handle the pain she's feeling from looking at him, so she tries to get up, again. she looks at him one last time, then leaves. that's when mujin finally breaks down, crying, the guilt overtaking him.

they both head their separate ways physically, but they were in each other's thoughts occasionally constantly. jiwoo left korea and opened her own studio abroad, where she taught other women self-defense. opening that studio saved her, it was the only thing that gave her a purpose to live. that's what she believed would make her father proud. months had passed, seasons changed, and jiwoo felt her heart soften a little.

locking the door of her medium sized studio, she slips the keys into her bag. stretching her arms behind her head, she exhaled loudly. she starts walking, without a destination in mind. somehow, she found herself standing on the seashore. she looked around, and found a small shop that sold gimbap-her favorite. against her will, mujin intrudes her thoughts. how is he...? he wouldn't end up killing himself, would he?? she shakes her head in an attempt to shake these thoughts away. she hates him. she has to. but she can't help worry about him, ever since the incident months ago. she realized she couldn't hate him, because she liked him, whether she accepted her feelings or not.

"ma'am!" she looks up. "i've been calling your name several times now, forgive me for raising my voice. "ah no, it's fine. i'm sorry for making you wait so long, and thank you" she took the food from him. as she's admiring the view, something, or someone, caught her eye. a guy with an all-black outfit was not what made her notice him, but the metallic mug that resembled one she owned for a long time.

it can't be him, was what she tried telling herself, but her heart was telling her otherwise. before she could process what she was doing, her legs were already carrying her downstairs. she barely catches up to the hooded person and breathes a "hey! hey you !" he freezes. she takes a few seconds to even her breathing and looks up. the guy in the hood is staring at her, pupils dilated, in shock. it was him. "mujin...?" ever since the fight, she convinced herself that she would never cross paths with him again, that it was impossible for him to find her here. her eyes met his, and she saw so much sadness and despair.

mujin was in a greater shock. he, too, knew that they would never cross paths again. he couldn't comprehend the reality he's in, and the fact that jiwoo is standing right in-front of him. she was always on his mind, how she was living, if she's eaten, if she's safe. "jiwoo...have you been well?" she frowned "what are you doing here..? were you following me?" he was taken aback "ah, no i live here...it's that wooden house over there" he pointed at it. jiwoo looked at where he was pointing, and she saw an odd-looking house, far away from the other houses; alone.

jiwoo looked back at him. before she could weigh the words in her head, she started talking. “have you been well?” he looked surprised “i’m doing...okay” jiwoo didn’t know why her legs won’t move...she should stay away from him. “i left the company.” mujin found himself walking closer to the petite figure. “i know this won’t make things any better, but i stopped selling drugs. and i moved here in hopes of staying alive.” she furrowed her brows in confusion. he breathed out a small laugh “i tried to end my life, several times...but it never worked out. my weak self is just not able to do it. i don’t know why im telling you this...you would’ve been the happiest to hear of my death.” he looks down “i wanted to do it for you...im sorry” 

jiwoo was taken aback. she then absentmindedly walked up to him and embraced him. he became stiff at her sudden move, but quickly relaxed in her arms, resting his head on her shoulder. “i never wanted you to die. even when i found out the truth, i couldn’t imagine killing you. my...dad would have never forgiven me if i did and i...would never forgive myself.” she could hear soft sobs and his figure shaking a bit, and held him tighter.

they stayed like that for a good while, when she felt arms resting on her waist, pulling her closer. he waited for a few seconds before saying, almost whispering, the words he's always wanted to say. "i missed you...so much. there was a time when i wanted to send you here, back when we were in Seoul. i wanted to take all the sadness and anger from you for you to feel at peace. for you to stop destroying yourself. to live here, just like your dad had wanted." she felt hot, fresh tears run down her face. it's been a long time since she's felt any emotion at all. she felt...relieved. like the weight she's been carrying on her shoulder being slowly lifted. she felt a hand patting her back, gently. this feeling...she wanted to keep forever. "i love you, jiwoo."

she doesn't know if it's his warmth that's engulfing her, or his words, or just...him. but she confirmed the feeling she had been pushing away for the longest time: she wanted him in her life, she needed him. and he needed her. they were both broken people that feel hopeless, but with him she felt hopeful loved. the time she recalled with him, he was always protecting her. even when it was dangerous, when he was injured. and seeing him after all this time, she realized that he has been tornenting himself ever since he pulled the trigger. he never forgave himself, and maybe he never will. and knowing your dad, he wouldn't want him to feel this way forever. he would've wanted him to live his life. because he knew that he too, betrayed him.

letting go of mujin, jiwoo breathed loudly as she looked up at the clear sky. "dad...can i do this..? am I...allowed to do this..??" her mind was a mess but her heart was clear in what it wants. it wanted to stay with mujin, and give him another chance. mujin stood there, following her gaze to the cloudy sky. "can i...stay with you for a while?" mujin moved his head so fast he felt his muscles cramp. he looked at her, visibly shocked. "i think...i want to give you another chance. to give us another chance. to attempt to heal, together...i...like you too" jiwoo looked at him only to find him on his knees, crying.

she sat on the soft sand, holding him. the clouds parted its way for the sun to shine, and she smiled. it was like her dad's smile, so bright it could light up the world. they held each other tighter, taking in each other's scent, feeling the start of a new chapter in their life. a brighter one.

a/n: this took ages, but it's finally here!! i think it's safe to say that im satisfied with the ending of the imagine, and i know that most of y'all expected a kiss, but it just didn't fit. this seemed to be most fitting way for them to rekindle their relationship, but it will surely grow into a deeper connection. that is the end of the imagines for my name, i hope you like it!

[mynamefreak]

Hello! Could I request a Jiwoo x female reader one shot? It could be very angsty at the beggining, but then fluff? Maby someting where reader finds oit about her duble life and mujin don't like that? He talk about it with Jiwoo and she tells him she's planning future with reader?

I love you

Pairing: Yoon Ji-woo x f!reader

Genre: Kinda angst but turns into fluff.

Summary: You discover the truth about your girlfriend. You move out for a while to think about the whole situation. The girl tries not to think about you, regretting it quickly.

Requested?: Yes

Warnings: angst-y, blood.

A/n: Hope ya like it❤️

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- I trust her.

Mu-jin stared at Ji-woo's demeanor with some disbelief.

- That's great. - He looked at the view outside the window and back at her. - But you can't tell her about it.

- But why?

He lowered his head, sighing in annoyance.

- How can you be sure that the first thing she will do is not go to the police? - He raised his voice, looking raised.

He didn't like how attached she was to you. You changed her life completely by giving it something different. He had nothing to do with it. However, that could endanger everything he has been working on.

And he couldn't allow it.

Ji-woo wasn't sure. She wasn't sure that if she told you, you wouldn't report her to the other cops. She wasn't sure you wouldn't just walk away from her life. She wasn't sure if you wouldn't be upset that she was hiding it from you. But she wanted to try. You were the only important person who didn't turn away from her. She loved you. She couldn't have dreamed of a better girlfriend. However, it scared her. What if you leave her because of who she is?

You trusted Ji-woo completely. You loved her too. She could always rely on you, and you always loved her company. You knew her father died in an accident... At least that's what she told you. You knew how difficult it was for her.

You loved watching her practice, how she fought, how she was in action. It always terrified you how she returned from each mission with another set of wounds. To this day you remember how she helped you overcome your grandfather's mourning. You knew in a soulless, cold world, you could really trust her.

...

I guess you got it wrong after all.

You looked at her, unable to believe what you were hearing.

- Are you telling me you lied to me all this time? - you asked in a sad, disappointed voice. You couldn't believe it.

- (y/n) understand, I couldn't tell you-

- We are a couple for a year! And now I find out your name isn't even Oh Hye-jin!

You rested your hands on the desk as a headache shot through you, making you uncomfortable. It's been a long time since you felt so cheated by someone you loved.

- I was afraid you would leave me. - She stared at the floor, wishing she had told you sooner.

- For fuck's sake! We are in a relationship and we should trust each other! You wanted to keep it quiet? Keep it from me? That you belong to the gang you should pursue?

You rose up, rubbing your temples. You frowned as you tried to process her earlier words.

- Anything else you'd like to tell me? - you asked, trying to calm down, still being saddened.

- I did it because of my father.

You looked at her in surprise.

- What?

- My father... didn't die in the accident. He was shot in front of my eyes.

You looked at her with even greater surprise as she continued.

- For years I have been trying to get the person who killed my father.

She told you everything. Literally everything.

- I'm sad I had to find out about this myself. - You walked over to her, putting your hand on her shoulder. - But are you sure if it's a good solution?

She looked at you confused.

- What do you mean?

- Is death for death good? Maybe... you should start living one real life before something serious happens to you?

- And stop this now?

She looked at you like you were a freak. Did you say something wrong?

- I don't want you to get in trouble-

- My whole life is one big trouble. I can't help it. I have to avenge my father. At all costs.

You looked at her, not wanting to believe it. Is this girl you fell in love with? It was with her that you felt safe just a few days ago? You went to a drawer and took a large travel bag out of the closet. She looked at you in surprise.

- What are you doing?

You sighed helplessly as you looked at your photo together on the cupboard.

- Maybe... maybe we should give ourselves a week or two... I have to think about it.

You started taking your clothes thinking about what was just going on. And how fast it happened.

- You're just going to leave me?

- I'm not leaving you. I could not. - You zipped up your bag and looked at her. - I love you, H- Ji-woo. I just want to be alone a little.

She didn't say anything as you put the bag over your shoulder. You walked over to her and placed a little kiss on her cheek. You saw a tear run down her face.

- Don't do anything stupid.

Several days have passed. You were sad. You were alone. Instead of going back to your loved one, you were in an empty, cold apartment. Instead of eating together in a nice bar in the city, you were eating cold, quick food. After a whole day, you didn't hear the laughter that made the world seem calmer. There was a deaf, unpleasant silence.

But you didn't want to act like that. You didn't know when you could get information out of nowhere that Ji-woo was murdered during the mission. You wanted to see her distrustful face. Black, pleasantly smelling hair. Skinny, still beautiful figure. You adored that girl. She was important to you. No matter what her name was. You loved her.

You came back from normal shopping, feeling your daily routine. You started to hear footsteps behind you, causing a slight scare.

You turned to see the dark hooded figure walking blindly ahead. You didn't even notice when she was so close to you that she did not consciously strike against you.

Moving away, the figure looked up quickly as her eyes filled with tears.

- (y/n), I-

You hugged her. It's been a long time since you missed her touch as much as you do now. Her hands gently rested on your back, rubbing it with equal longing.

You stepped back, looking at her. You noticed her face, wounds, tired, despairing expression on her face.

- What happened?

And yet it happened. The evil with which she had gotten into turned against her. Your heart fell at her words, hearing her whole life collapse in a few days.

You were sitting with her head resting on your chest. You calmed her down and talked about what happened between you two. The park bench wasn't the most intimate place to make such confessions, but you honestly didn't care. But you didn't know someone else wanted to take advantage of it.

You noticed how her head rose slightly, and her eyes widened as she was silent.

- Something's wrong? - You asked curiously.

Following her gaze, you noticed a figure in black sitting on a motorcycle. You didn't know who it wwas. Their helmet was obscuring their face. You noticed him reaching out towards you, which was not normal. It took you a moment to notice the clamped pistol in his hand.

You realized it was aiming at you. With a smooth move, you pressed Ji-woo against you, protecting her. The sound of the gun sounded in your ears, distracting you. You felt the pain exploding in the back of your body... damn it.

Ji-woo moved away in horror, studying what was wrong with you. Turning around, she finally found the wound. The red color, spreading down your back, staining the fabric more and more.

- N-no, no, no, no

She started to panic, terrified.

- T-take it easy- *cough* I-I don't feel good.

Your eyes started to close by themselves, I you're suddenly losing a lot of blood. Soon you were unconscious.

Ji-woo couldn't just leave you. You needed help. She managed to get you to the hospital, where she spent three hours thinking you might never talk to her again. Tears ran down her cheeks as she thought you might not get up anymore and scold her to eat more. She thinks that you may never get drunk with her again after a long, overwhelming day. All those little and bigger moments spent with you passed through her head with depressing sadness. She just wanted to see you laughing at silly anecdotes about animals again.

But now she had no choice. You were the only one stopping her from killing Mu-jin. He tried to take you from her. She couldn't let him live. Mu-jin a man she trusted and who cleaned up the most important people in her life like garbage.

You were lying in the hospital bed recovering, unconscious. You had no idea how much had happened in your absence. You, however, lay drowned in a deep sleep.

But the dream was over.

- She's in a very weak state, she hasn't woken up yet.

After these words, you were cut off by sleep again, coming back at a bad time.

And she watched. She looked at your warm, flawless body. She was looking at a pale beauty in a hospital gown.

Your eyes parted slightly as you got used to the strong light. You were sure you were in the hospital. On your right side, you could feel your head on your legs. The head is covered with dark, familiar curls.

You raised your left hand, stroking her calm head. She immediately moved up, looking at you with her red-from-crying eyes.

- Hi.

Tears filled her swollen eyes as she moved closer to you, her lip quivering.

- Don't ever do that again!

She hugged you, with relief and warmth, feeling the joy spread through her veins. She has never been so open to touch and even in relationships it took you a long time to gain her trust.

You braided your fingers into her hair, kissing her forehead a couple of times. Pulling back, she looked at you, cupping your cheeks.

- I love you (y/n). - she kissed you passionately, joyful at the touch of your sweet lips. She rested her forehead against yours, eyes closed. - I don't want to lie to you anymore.

- I love you too, Ji-woo.

She was sitting next to you, rubbing your arm with her bandaged hand. You wanted to leave the hospital to spend the whole day with her.

You looked at her with a smile, and at the view outside the window.

- Let's go to Jeju Island.

She looked at you in surprise at the sudden words.

- What?

- My parents bought me a house on Jeju Island for my eighteenth birthday. - You looked at her smiling. - I want to take you there.

She looked at you as a small smile crossed her face.

- I couldn't dream of anything else.

~MNF