#jumin han drabble

[erimeows]

RFA Members After You've Been Cheated On

-Zen: Flips his lid. The worst to deal with actually because upon hearing the news he wants to go to your ex's place and fist fight them, because how dare they do that to you? Sorry to the Zen fans, but before receiving any real comfort you're going to have to calm him down before he choke slams the cheating ex. That being said, once "the beast" is back in its cage, he actually is very easy to be around during such a heartbreaking time. He buys/brings you food, offers for you to come over and star gaze with him, and talks shit about your ex with you when you want but doesn't bring them up without you doing so first.

-Yoosung: Cries with/for you. Like actually. Imagine tons of 'how could someone do that?' and 'you deserve better, MC, I can't believe (your ex partner) would do that to you!' and 'i'm so sorry, MC, what can I do to make you feel better?'. Very doting to the point of being overbearing. He's trying to stream with you to keep you occupied, reaching out a couple times to make sure you've eaten and are doing ok, and so on. And no, he totally doesn't stalk your ex on social media and glare at their pictures...

-Jaehee: Upset when she hears it's happened, but unsurprised. Jaehee has a knack for judging character and figured that your partner was off from the start, but didn't mention it since she had no evidence and wanted to support you/your relationship if it made you happy. Probably the best out of all of them at handling this. Lets you talk about it if you want to but doesn't push you. Supports you and gives you some advice, then offers for you to come to her place to drink hot chocolate/tea/coffee and eat your favorite meal. If you come over, she'll play board games or watch movies to distract you from what's going on- or just listens if you need to cry/vent. -Jumin: Jumin has a passionate hatred for cheaters, mostly caused by his father's many failed marriages where a lot of his father's wives would cheat. So when he hears that your partner has cheated on you, he's upset for you. Like uncharacteristically angry. If you want your partner fired from your job/evicted/literally any other terrible thing that could happen to them, he'll make it happen if you ask. At the same time he'll leave them alone if not, though he strongly encourages you to dump your partner and never speak to them again. He buys you a ridiculous amount of shit in response (need a new place because you're moving out of your partner's? he buys you a penthouse) to try to make you feel better and takes you out to eat at nice restaurants to keep you distracted, but doesn't offer much real verbal comfort.

-Seven: Heartbroken when he hears the news and feels like a terrible person for being slightly relieved that it's over. He never liked your partner but he also doesn't want to wish ill on your relationships... Still, when you call him with the news, he struggles with his reaction. He's not used to being put on the spot with serious news and has no idea how to respond, so what comes out is "oh, really? that sucks". And the moment the words leave his mouth, he wants to shove them back in, but he can't. So, instead, he apologizes, and as you heal from the betrayal, he's sure to constantly text/call you to keep you company.

[marshmallowprotection]

Hi! Idk if you've done something like this before but if it's okay, could i ask for a comfort from Jumin? My body dysmorphia issues went out of control lately and I'm just having a hard time looking at the mirror without feeling like breaking down and just panic in general. I just want to hide away from the world so no one can judge my body anymore and say nasty shit about the way i look and what i wear or my size whether I'm too big and just ugly

Jumin understands what it feels like to be under scrutiny from the rest of the world. It happens when you grew up the way he did. It's tough out there, even if he doesn't admit it. Of course, he has dealt with it his entire life and the way he has decided to go along with it is to brush it off like it's nothing. That's not healthy but when you came into his life he realized he needed to stop compressing everything down in the bottom of his chest and ignoring it.

Even someone in a place of privilege is allowed to struggle and have insecurities, his consciousness of the situation and how other people have it worse than him is something to be spoken about, but it's just as important to remind him that he's allowed to admit that he needs help sometimes. Your kindness is what has made a difference in that line of thinking.

You can be honest with him when you're having a bad time. Isn't that what you told him? If you're worried about people talking about you behind your back, you don't need to worry about that. Nobody in this world is going to say something ugly about you and get away with it. Sure, he can't stop people from saying what they want to say, but he can stop them from saying things in the public eye.

You are his partner and that means he is committed to you no matter what comes next. He is more than willing to gush about you and Elizabeth. He is that guy who has pictures filling up his wallet to the brim. He loves his family, what can he say?

But don't think he hasn't noticed how you don't like to take pictures and how you avoid mirrors. He's a perceptive man and you knew that when you met him. He's not going to pressure you to talk about something you don't want to talk about, but at the same time, he doesn't want you to waste away and wallow in insecure feelings when it's important to talk about them so you can overcome that feeling. Beating these feelings down is always easier said than done but it gets easier when you have somebody you love.

He's here for you, and if you need to break it down in his arms, go ahead and do it.

Sure, he understands that there are beauty standards in this world that aren't kind to anyone, and seeing how much it eats away at you makes him want to do more for society to put a stop to it all. He doesn't want to see you suffer, and he doesn't want to see anybody else suffer from these feelings of self-loathing.

You shouldn't be surprised when I say that he would talk to Zen about this feeling. Yes, he'll talk to you to find out the core problem that you have to deal with, but this is Jumin we're talking about. Once he has a subject in mind, he's going to do whatever he can to learn as much as he can... and, you know, Zen is overcompensating by complementing himself because words have power.

The more you say something, the more you believe in it, and the more you call yourself beautiful, the more likely you are to put some weight into that value in comparison to calling yourself trash. He is out of his element when it comes to knowing the right thing to say, and he's willing to admit that. He wants to better understand what makes you feel that way and how he can adapt in the moment to help you build your self confidence the way that Zen has built his.

Once he feels more comfortable, he's going to do something about this on a larger scale, but what you need is something at home for you to feel better, and he's the one to make sure that happens soon. He is thoughtful and methodical in the way he approaches you after your bad day. He cups your cheek with his hand and sighs, happy to be home with you, even if you need to sob into his embrace.

"My dear, I understand that my words may not counterbalance or even overcome what you think of yourself. I recognize that these are issues that don't disappear with a few kind words, but I want you to know that you are beautiful, witty, and everything I could have ever hoped for in a partner. Being able to face the world with you at my side brings me confidence... confidence I had not known until I met you and decided to be myself. Your beauty is more than your looks, but I know saying so may feel like I'm trying to avoid calling you the words you fear most, but that is not the case," he'd whisper with love in his eyes.

"Your smile lights up my world. Your hands warm my cold heart to the surface. When I feel the weight of your body lean into my arms, all I can think about is how wonderful it is to know your body intimately. Seeing you waiting for me at the end of the day is all I could ever want and dream of. Your beauty is leagues about what you value in yourself, and I hope one day I can help you see that."

[keikaru]

love's imbroglio - mystic messenger (Jumin Han/MC)

“I might not have the experience or knowledge like you, but I am a fast learner. Teach me, and I’ll be able to perform within your range of expectations. If I can’t keep up—dismiss me. But before you let your biases muddle your judgement, at least let me prove myself that I am not incompetent to whatever level you hold me at.”

Her eyes narrowed to the same firmness of her voice. She knew her mild temperament was close to succumbing to fury and disgust, but she smoothed her skirt and reigned in her anger. Once the elevator descended to the lobby, she could walk away and forget everything.

In fact, she could have walked away at any moment, damn the consequences. Yesterday, three days ago, last week when the deal was finalized. Yet she stayed. She couldn’t find it in herself to leave—not when her parents’ businesses were on the line. Not when her mother’s high end fashion line and her father’s grand hotels were at stake.

Although she should have been aghast by the severity of the situation, something far greater than those concerns reeled her attention away. Where did her older sister go?

The eldest was all gung-ho about inheriting her mother’s business that she interned and worked along their mother after high school and the following years. Her sister cut back on college classes and managed to be a part-time model and promote clothing lines and promotional items.

Now she—the second daughter—was thrust amid family problems. Correction—family business problems. Her disinterest in her parents’ business was clear, yet she found herself in the very core of it.

Most importantly, why did her sister disappear? And where did she go?

Her knuckles whitened as she curled her fingers into a tight ball. Her jaw was taut with tension. It was too soon to be reminded of her sister. She disappeared just five months ago. 

She saw Jumin visibly stiffen, but his face was impassive as he brushed her comments aside with a pointed, sidelong glance. His eyes reflected a cold indifference, almost imploring her to utter one more bold statement that would lead to her resigning by tomorrow. 

The air between them was filled with a thick silence. Mingled in with a tension and discomfort on a spectrum she hadn’t known existed until now.

She was going to be fired. She was certain of it. As her gaze caught his reflection in the elevator mirror, she noticed that he crossed his arms—it crinkled the sleeves of his dark tailored suit—and lowered his gaze. He suddenly found interest in the plush carpeting. Likewise, she averted her eyes to the wall beside her. But she had to voice her concern—her irritation about his inability to look beyond the small world he submerged himself in. That, and his obsession with his beloved feline partner, Elizabeth the third. “I apologize for my behavior,” Jumin said quietly, keeping her at a distance. Jumin shifted and leaned his shoulder against the wall. His eyes were trained on the glowing elevator buttons in front of him, but his body partially faced her. “I’ve been under much duress as of late. I didn’t mean to ignore or snap at you this entire week. I’ve been…inhospitable ever since our first meeting. And truthfully, it is not your fault by mine.”

[lexsssu]

Enchantment (Han Jumin)

TAGS: Jumin/F!reader, bathroom sex, cockwarming, smut, drabble Ao3 ver. | Ko-fi | Commissions (OPEN)

Despite being a man primarily ruled by logic and facts for most of his life, Han Jumin is sure you’ve cast some sort of enchantment on him.

“ ...mmm tired, honey bunny…”

“ Just lean against me, my love. Rest assured that your honey bunny will watch over you while you rest. ”

Not too long ago, Jumin would have never imagined himself in this exact situation. You leaning back against him as the two of you lounged inside the spacious bathtub after being tuckered out from your previous activities. 

His marks littered your skin like paint on a canvas, and every time he saw it, he feels his soft cock threatening to twitch back into life even as it enjoyed the warmth of your walls.

Magic or not, he supposes that he doesn’t really care either way as long as it’s you.

[kitsuneplushie]

winter with them ʕ⁎̯͡⁎ʔ༄

mystic messenger edition, part two

a/n: hi... hallo!!! yes, i am alive again, this time for real (hoping) i wanted to post something similar to my one winter dates post since tis the season and whatnot. but i made them into little drabbles to expand just a bit. they're quite short because i was terrified to not have enough room. i don't know the limit for tumblr and didn't want to test it. obey me version here! if you care abt those demon boys ANYWAYS, i hope you enjoy! and remember to take care of yourself, mwah

includes everyone but vanderwood and rika + genderless reader

※*: . ｡. — jaehee kang

the cozy dim light of the kitchen illuminated the various ingredients laid out on the kitchen. jaehee’s gaze was soft but fully focused. you two had spent the day figuring out seasonal snacks for the cafe. you dusted her nose with flour as she pulled you closer. her laugh echoed through the kitchen, filling you with a warmth you adored. she'd hand you a pastry for you to taste and tell her your thoughts. she studied your expressions, seeing what you liked. and what you didn't. it was clear the passion she had regain after quitting. it made you happy to see her finally bright. to see her have life in her. it was even more special that you were the one to help her see it. that life doesn't have to be miserable.

※*: . ｡. — jumin han

waking up to snow wasn't completely surprising, you had expected it for a while. what you didn't expect was waking up to the other side of the bed empty. usually, jumin would notify you if he was to leave. you groggily get up, petting elizabeth as you exited the room. the sweet smell of breakfast and coffee found you, heading to the kitchen you expected one of the various of chefs. but found jumin instead. he revealed he had been taking secret cooking classes to surprise you with a breakfast in bed. he was slightly disappointed you'd woken up a bit earlier than expected.

※*: . ｡. — jihyun kim (v)

you loved the winter season. even more than that you loved the holiday festivities. you expressed to jihyun that you'd wanted to decorate the house for the season. he made it an entire day activity. he was mainly there just to help you put decorations where you couldn't reach or to put up things you couldn't carry. he just loved seeing your bright smile. you two ended the day putting up a christmas tree. you sighed, leaning your head on his shoulder. he pulled you closer, as you two admired the tree. it was the first time in a long time that he was able to fully appreciate the pretty lights.

※*: . ｡. — saeran choi

while half-heartedly watching a bad hallmark movie, saeran asked if people really did do these activities. your heart ached a bit remembering that he'd never experienced anything like that as a child. you nodded before stating that you were going to help him be able to experience them. he was a bit hesitant but with a little push, agreed. the first thing was to build a snowman. he felt a bit awkward at first, questioning why he gave in. but eventually, he grown fond of it. he gently placed a hat, finishing the snowman. he let out a laugh, proud of your shared efforts into making such a silly thing.

※*: . ｡. — saeyoung choi

this was planned out to be just an outing for some hot chocolate but ended up as taking a walk through the park. you nudged into him slightly, continuing the playful banter between you two. he laughed, bouncing back into you. you both found a trash can to dispose your garbage. and as saeyoung asked if you were ready to head back, you'd ran into where the grass would have been, now piled up with bright snow. in seconds, a snowball was formed in your hands. you playfully threw it at him as he was none the wiser. he dramatically gasped as if he was offended before chasing you with a snowball of his own. you continued your little snowball fight for a bit, before he swept you in his arms. causing the two of you to crash down (unhurt) before placing a soft kiss on your lips.

※*: . ｡. — yoosung kim

yoosung pouted like a troubled puppy, as you try to help him with his finals. he whined that he should be celebrating the season with you doing more exciting things. you'd assured him that he'd be able to. he continued to pout as you sipped on your coffee. you added that a cafe date was actually very cute to you, causing him to immediately perk up. you smiled seeing the effect your love had on him. it was sweet and innocent, at times. with a newfound resolve, he pushed through his studies. after a bit, you both decided to pack it up for the day. as yoosung returned his books in his bag, he remembered what he initially came here for. unbeknownst to you, he bought you an early gift. he laid out a box in his hands, revealing a pretty necklace inside.

※*: . ｡. — ryu hyun (zen)

winter season was busy for most celebrities and actors. there were plenty of cheesy romcom movies to be made. even though zen wasn't a big name yet, he was just as busy. however, he still made incredible effort to spend as much time as he could with you. though he felt bad for most of that time being behind the scenes of whichever project he was currently on. which is why he'd taken matters into his own hands. he invited you out for a surprise date, not revealing any hints. even going to the extent to blindfold you until you reached the location. he'd 'rented' (agreed to do an ad) out an ice-skating park. you were hesitant for your lack of skills. zen assured you that he'd take care of you. and he did. you weren't as good as he was but, he was a great teacher.

[ariseur]

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who i write for 𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪

(devil may cry)

dante

vergil

nero

nico

lady

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(final fantasy vii)

zack fair

cloud strife

sephiroth

genesis rhapsodos

angeal hewley

reno (sinclair)

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(final fantasy xv)

noctis lucis caelum

ignis scientia

prompto argentum

gladiolus amicitia

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ ꕥ ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ ꕥ

( jujutsu kaisen )

gojo satoru

yuuji itadori

megumi fushiguro

kento nanami

kugusaki nobara

yuta okkotsu

toji fushiguro

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( mystic messenger )

hyun ryu / zen

707 / luciel / saeyoung choi

ray / saeran choi

jihyun kim / v

yoosung kim

jumin han

jaehee kang

╭┉┈◦ೋ•◦❥•◦my won’ts

i won’t do full smut / porn without plot !! if you must request for something nsfw, i ask that you pair it with ideas for more plot rather than nsfw — im not a big fan of writing nsfw in general.

i will not write about polyamory or labels that are important to the story such as trans masculine, etc !! i’m not educated enough on this topic and would hate to offend somebody.

i will not write about anything involving suicide or mental health disorders, i am also not very well versed in this topic.

i will not respond to dm’s, if you want to talk to me or would like to request something, please send something to my ask box !! i’m very iffy on direct messaging.

i will not write oc x canon.

i will not write for or create any au’s / alternate universes!! i just hate reading about it and i hate writing about it, hope you guys can understand!!

╭┉┈◦ೋ•◦❥•◦my will’s

i will write about things like period cramps or injuries, as long as they’re not super severe.

i will write headcanons, blurbs, and drabbles, and fics ^-^!!

[snekwritesstuff]

Request List!!

I'm in quite a few fandoms, but aren't we all? These are the fandoms I'm currently fiendin' for and their subsequent ships. If you don't see one that you'd like, feel free to ask anyway. I'm not picky, just like writing. If you see a ship you despise, well, don't be mean. 😅

I'm willing to do smut, fluff, angst...whatever you wanna throw at me. I'm more familiar with long form writing, but I'll do drabbles and headcanons and such, too.

Asks are open, so go crazy!

Oh, and one more thing before we get to the list, if you're a minor, please don't interact with my page. I obviously can't stop you from accessing my content, but, this is not going to be a family-friendly space, so just bear that in mind.

Anyway, without further ado...

FANDOMS

Mystic Messenger

Baldur's Gate 3

Sanders Sides

STANDALONE CHARACTERS

Kylo Ren

The Mandalorian

Ghostface

SHIPS

Jumin Han/Jihyun Kim (V)

707/Yoosung

Hyun Ryu (Zen)/Jumin Han

Poolverine

Any and all Sanders Sides ships

I'll also do X Reader content for anything you see up there.

Hopefully this is coherent. I'll keep the lists updated pretty frequently, but I wanted to start small.

Check out my Ao3 as well! There are FAR too many WIPs posted there, but, slow as I am, they WILL be updated.

Thanks for getting through this long post, and hopefully you'll enjoy what I have to offer!

[sunshinejihyun]

You’re Home - Jumin Han

Prompt: “Who are you? Your eyes... They’re not the ones I fell in love with.” - @eslyra​ 400 word Drabble for @rfadiscordserver​

Scraped knees covered in bandaids, the smell of wet chalk on the sidewalk after a summer shower, and a toy car driving around - you in the passenger seat and your best friend beside you.

As you got older, paper airplanes landing on your desk, an apple being shared between you two at lunch, and a mint haired boy photographing silly pictures of the both of you.

That was what your childhood consisted of. It was something you longed greatly for, especially since you had to leave behind your old best friend.

Your first love

The one person you trusted your life with

Jumin Han

So why, after all this time, was it so hard to recognize him?

“MC, it’s been a long time.” His small smile sent your heart into palpitations but when your eyes met his, it felt like the beating of your heart stopped all together. “Eleven years to be exact.”

“Who are you?” You whispered, eyes flickering over his face, searching for a sign that he was still who you remembered him being. “Your eyes….” trailing off, Jumin’s eyes met yours once again. ”They’re not the ones I fell in love with.”

“You’ve been away for a long time…” Jumin responded, gesturing to his living room sofa before sitting down next to you. “Let me see if I can catch you up.”

As you sat and listened to Jumin speak, you hung onto every word, gasping when he told you about what Rika did in regards to starting the Mint Eye, you listened intently as Jumin told you of his father and his expectations for him to marry Sarah Choi, and eventually, letting some tears shed when it was revealed that Jihyun was no longer in this world.

“I may not seem like I am the person I used to be, but that is because life has brought many hardships to me.” Jumin concluded, softly smiling at you to ease away the worried crease on your forehead. “But that does not mean that the person I am isn’t me.” Brushing his hand lightly against yours, Jumin looked down at his cat in his lap. “I hope you will stick around and get to know me again.”

“Jumin,” you answered honestly. “Just because you’re not the same boy I fell in love with when I was 16 does not mean I cannot love the man sitting in front of me. This man right here is strong, stronger than anyone I’ve ever met before. He’s gone through many hardships and I can see he’s closed himself off to many; some may even call him cold. But underneath it all, I still see vulnerable pieces of the boy he used to be.” Your hand clasped Jumin’s tightly, causing him to look at you. “But the man he is now is more important to me.”

Jumin let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding and squeezed your hand. “Thank you for coming home, MC.”

Your heart fluttered at those words and your breath caught in your throat as you met his eyes once more. “Of course I came back, home is where you are.”

[fishsticksloser]

TikToks

RFA & Minor Duo

Warnings: cringy content, possible swearing, links added

A/N: I just got bored. Some of these are pretty old, I've been collecting them

Zen

He's on theatre kid TikTok, of course

He sends you videos of people singing, ones that made him get goosebumps

He sends you dancing videos as well, sometimes goofy ones

Examples:

Link. Link. Link. Link. Link.

Yoosung

Gaming things

Funny clips from streamers he does and doesn't watch

Sometimes game release dates.

Snapcube dub complications

Examples:

Link. Link. Link. Link. Link

Jaehee

Those videos where they make pages dedicated to one thing/color

ASMR videos (kind of go hand in hand with the above)

Coffee videos

Examples:

Link. Link. Link. Link. Link.

Jumin

Conspiracies he thinks are real (because he believes pretty much everything in the internet)

Cat videos

I don't know how to describe some these so here are just some examples:

Link. Link. Link. Link. Link.

Seven

Memes.

That's it... Just memes...

Examples (there's a lot):

Link. Link. Link. Link. Link.

Link. Link. Link. Link. Link

V

Art

Any kind

Photography, pottery, paint, whatever

Examples:

Link. Link. Link. Link. Link.

Saeran

Cooking videos.

Ones with soft music

Mostly pastries and desserts

Examples:

Link. Link. Link. Link. Link.

[space-wedding]

Jumins Notebook

Inspired by this conversation i had with @marshmallowprotection​

You find Jumin’s notebook on the kitchen table. You take a peek and it’s contents shock you, in the best way possible.

Just a cute and fluffy self-insert drabble/one shot, suitable for all readers~

gnc!mc

You wake up around your usual time on a sunday morning. Wanting to cuddle with your beloved, you reach over to the other side of the bed. Your hand touches something soft, warm and fuzzy. “Ah Elizabeth”, a sigh escapes your mouth as you remember that Jumin must have already left, for an important meeting with a distillery owner.

Your stomach is starting to growl. You stretch. One of those morning stretches that cracks every bone in your body. After getting up, you lazily make your way to the kitchen and put on a pot of coffee. Still half asleep you reach into the fridge for some overnight oats that were prepared yesterday.

Sitting at the table to enjoy your breakfast you notice a notebook laying there, titled “Of The Most Importance”. “Ah, Jumin must have forgotten it”, you think to yourself. While eating your breakfast, you can’t help but keep eyeing the book right beside you. You’re definitely not one to snoop around as you trust your husband fully and he trusts you too. But you just couldn’t help it as curiosity took over.

You open the book, slowly, anticipating of what could be so important.

The title reads:

Y/N

“Huh? Me?” You wonder, “Is this notebook really about me?”

- Y/N mentioned this book called (title), i should purchase it, so I can read it as well. - Y/N seems to really like forget-me-nots, I will get them a bouquet on my way home. (Beside that, a dried forget-me-not is sticking to the page) - Y/N scrunches their nose when they think really hard. Cute. - Y/N sometimes baby-talks Elizabeth. They don’t know that I’ve heard them do that before. This always brings a smile to my face. (A printed out picture of you, cuddling Elizabeth, is glued beneath that) - Y/N snort-laughs when they find something exceptionally funny. I love it when they do that.

You catch yourself snort laughing at that comment. You cannot believe that Jumin Han, CEO and chairman-in-line, has a scrapbook. A scrapbook about YOU. “Is this real?” You think to yourself, “ There is no way. Is there really someone, who loves me so much, to have a whole notebook filled?!” A million butterflies swarm in your chest as you continue to read.

- I don’t actually really like (show title), but Y/N seems to love it. So I always watch it with them. Maybe I should get them merchandise of it?

“Oh what a sacrifice~” you say, sarcastically, even if there is no one to hear it. You chuckle. “How is he so darn cute?”

- Saw Y/N looking at a suit in the window as we walked past the clothing store. Going back later to buy it for them. (glued beside that is a printed out picture of you wearing said suit.) - Y/N always grunts when they pick something up from the floor, even if it’s not heavy at all. Very adorable, makes me chuckle. - Usually I wake before Y/N. Watching them sleep beside me fills my heart. It brings me peace and makes me feel safe. - Catching myself thinking about the future with Y/N often. Will we have children one day? I hope so. (Beside that is a stick figure drawing of two grown ups, both holding a smaller one’s hands)

“He’s thinking of having a family with me one day?”, a heat rushes to your face as you feel yourself blushing. Your thoughts are starting to drift off. This man makes you feel things you’ve never felt before. Everything he does, everything he sais, makes you fall in love even more. His presence is so warm, calm... safe. A love, a bond, that cannot be described with words alone.

*ring ring ring*

The startling noise of your phone ringing brings you back to reality. You grab it. The words My love <3 light up on the screen. Of course you pick up.

“Hey, Jumin!”

“My darling. How are you? Did you sleep well?”

“I love you so much. So much I don’t even know how to express it.” You say, very excitedly, smiling from one ear to the other, you declare “Also, yes! I do want to have a family with you one day!”

“Ah, I see. You’ve found my notebook that I’ve left.” He chuckles. “Hearing you say that makes me incredibly happy. I love you too, now and forever.”

[erimeows]

MM Characters' Scents

-Zen: teakwood and smoke

-Yoosung: citrus and spice

-Jaehee: vanilla and coffee

-Jumin: sweet wine and lilac

-Seven: bubblegum and cotton candy

-V: linen/freshly cleaned laundry and sandalwood

-Saeran: fresh roses and gardenias

-Rika: mint and chocolate

-Vanderwood: cinnamon and brown sugar

a/n: me including Rika for once? Who would've thought :p

[marshmallowprotection]

Hey it’s me again lol hope you’re doing well. My midterms started this week and I am not having a good time, I didn’t prepare well enough so ig I’m only reaping what I sowed 😔If you do ship writing besides MC ships, could I request some comfort JuminV? I could use some fluff in my life rn lmao, thank you so much in advanced 💗—submission

“Your eyes are cloudy, Jihyun.”

“An astute observation,” Jihyun muttered under his breath as he leaned his head back against the couch to avoid Jumin’s gaze. “I know what you want to tell me, Jumin... and as I’ve told you before, I’ve come to terms with what’s happened to me and I’m not sure that I want to mend what’s been broken. There’s nothing to be done to change what happened now that it’s happened, what else can I do... but accept it?”

A long, somber sigh followed his words that Jumin chased after. “That is what you said after the accident you and your mother went through. You shook your head and said there was nothing to say about your scars despite how much it caused you pain to look in the mirror.”

Jumin wasn’t wrong.

There wasn’t a moment when his observations weren’t correct, but the way he knew how to cut deep without fail, every time, had its charm. He knew that he would never be able to avoid Jumin’s candor, nor the way it blended with what mattered most to him—the well being of someone he cared about. That was a core value to Jumin Han’s very existence and by being someone he called his best friend, he was no stranger to that empathy.

Jumin wanted better for him...

Even if they both understood Jihyun wasn’t sure he deserved it.

In a soft voice, he said, “I couldn’t escape my scars.”

"I don’t believe your scars were something you needed to flee from, Jihyun.” Jumin said. The words meant to say what they both knew. “I don’t think you need to run away from this operation, either. There’s no guarantee that the operation will fix your vision, much less give you back some of the sight you have lost. But, if you are denying the operation because you think you must carry this scar as you carry—”

“Don’t,” Jihyun’s words croaked in the back of his throat. He wasn’t sure if it was the wine or his shattered heart that made him more vulnerable and open to what his friend was about to say, but he knew what Jumin wanted to say. He knew the words like the back of his hand because it wasn’t the first time he’d heard them... they just felt heavier on Jumin’s lips than they ever did on his own.

Jumin said nothing but slowly but surely, he leaned over and let his head rest against Jihyun’s shoulder. “I apologize. The wine has made me become much more forward in my thinking tonight. You know I don’t mean to make you feel uncomfortable, Jihyun... I worry for you.”

A part of Jihyun’s heart whispered: If you know what I’d done... how I failed... you wouldn’t dare worry for me.

“I’ve always worried for you, my friend... when I look into your eyes... they may look physically cloudy upon first glimpse... but it goes deeper than that. There are clouds keeping your truth from me... and I won’t press you for what’s been haunting you as of late, but I want you to know... I will always listen when you are ready to speak to me, Jihyun. My heart is open to yours.” 

Jihyun’s own heart fluttered at those words that neither he or Jumin would ever explore the way they might’ve liked to, barriers, insecurities, fears holding them back, but to know it was there was to know what it was like to be home. To be home was to be with Jumin. For some reason, that was always the truth. That was always where he wanted to be, even if he couldn’t admit to himself, even when they were kids.

For Jihyun, even at his darkest moment, he yearned to know that Jumin would be there for him. Even if he couldn’t dare bring himself to ask for the help that Jumin would rightfully give without a second thought. Jihyun didn’t think that he deserved the operation on his injured eyes— just as much as he didn’t think he deserved Jumin’s love.

I know it is. It always has been. His heart whispered as the words were never confessed aloud.

[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.

[rfaromance]

Jumin + “You have no idea how amazing you are, do you?”

"You're tense."

Maybe you should not have been so blunt with your observation, because immediately Jumin responded by becoming even more rigid, to the point where you were convinced you could see his veins pulsing beneath his skin and his jaw locking into place.

But a moment later he relaxed, unclenching his teeth and allowing his shoulders to slump ever so slightly.

"My apologies. It was a rough day at C&R."

"Do you want to talk about it?" You held out your hand to gesture towards the spot beside him on his couch, and he gave a brisk nod to affirm that you could sit there. Jumin wasn't the type of man to mince words, but he also was not a person who liked to speak solely to hear his own voice. Sometimes, nonverbal communication was more effective with him, such as asking when it was okay to sit near him or touch him or fetch him a drink.

But when it came to discussing his emotions, the successful businessman was a complete amateur, and sometimes you needed to use words to pry his feelings out of him because he did not know how else to express them.

"I would advise against it," he replied calmly. "Classified information is at stake."

You sighed and raised your hand, hovering it above his shoulder. When he gave you another terse nod, you immediately shifted your position to sit beside him, digging your thumbs into his shoulderblades in hopes of finding the worst of the knots. "The subject matter isn't what concerns me," you informed him matter-of-factly. "Honestly, I probably wouldn't understand it." A sheepish laugh escaped your lips. "I'm more worried about how it affects you. The parts that created a knot in your muscle that's bigger than my fist!" you added as you aggressively began to massage the knot in question, eventually growing tired and needing to switch to your knuckles.

"How it... affects me," Jumin echoed, biting back a groan as you continued to hammer away at his tight muscles. "My feelings are irrelevant. I simply need to ensure the best result for C&R."

He couldn't keep quiet this time as you punched him in the back. He gasped sharply and turned his head around to look at you with an expression equally stunned, hurt, and perplexed.

"Health before work," you stated flatly. "Honestly, who told you to sacrifice yourself in the name of profit? That's messed up. You matter, too. You're more than what you can contribute to your company."

Jumin fell silent after that, turning back around and slumping over. You didn't mind the new position, given that it allowed you to access his lower back more easily, but you kept any further comments to yourself. Clearly he was troubled, and pushing him would not make any progress. The dark-haired man was stubborn in that way; he was loyal to a fault, whether to loved ones or to work.

But he couldn't keep pouring from an empty cup.

Finally he straightened up, and you took this a sign that he wanted you to massage his shoulders next. But as soon as your hands came to rest on him again, he turned around entirely, so that his piercing grey eyes were boring directly into yours.

"Thank you."

"Huh?"

That wasn't the reaction you were expecting. Not at all.

"I used to think that vacations and breaks were unnecessary. I used to think that splitting one's time would lead to reduced productivity. Sentimentality reduces efficiency. But..." He trailed off for a moment. "But when I see how your love makes you so bold, so wise, and so powerful, I find myself questioning everything I know."

You immediately began to wave your hands in front of your face. "You flatter me too much," you insisted. "I could never do what you do, and I should not pretend that I have any idea how to handle your life. I'm just--"

Jumin effectively silenced you by placing his hands on your shoulders this time, a brazen act that caught you off guard. He pulled himself closer, closer, until his face was so close that your breath could have easily made his eyelashes flutter.

"You have no idea how amazing you are, do you?"

[irl-frankiestein]

Jealousy

inspired by this tiktok, sent to me by @abrokenlink

The bright peals of your laughter blended in with the raucous noises of the bar, but he heard it as clear as if he was standing next to you.

He had invited you out to celebrate your recent promotion yet somehow finds himself miserably watching as a mere stranger entertains you. You laugh outrageously loud at another thing he said and - you must be drunk, right? So incredibly drunk you can't be thinking straight because why else would you be ignoring him for that jackass standing next to you?

He's concocting the perfect plan to dramatically steal your attention and whisk you away while simultaneously making the guy shit his pants for ever talking to you. But you've lost your balance and now your hand's on his arm to steady yourself and he's putting an arm around your waist -

The glass he's holding shatters in his hand, alcohol from the long-forgotten drink splattering his clothes. He groans, convinced the night couldn't get any worse, but he feels a soft hand on his arm and looks up to see your face filled with concern, and feels nothing short of cocky to have your attention again.

You, though, were entirely confused. Some guy had come up to you at the bar, struck up a conversation, and you didn't have the heart to turn him down. You indulged him, and probably had a bit too much to drink, but it was all harmless.

The next thing you know, the bar's quiet as the sound of shattering glass echoes throughout the room. And when you turn, you see him, covered in alcohol, staring at the blood running down his fingers.

You're asking him, Are you okay, what happened?, but he looks up with an incredibly smug smirk, considering the situation, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear with his non-bloody hand.

"Glad you're paying attention to me, love."

a/n: i didn't necessarily write this with a character in mind, hope that's okay!

[mrs-han]

“Wait, how many fiancées do you have?”

Jumin sighed. “They aren’t my fiancées. My mother appointed those women to me before I met you, darling. She wanted me to be… secure.”

“I understand that, but she wanted to ensure your security seven times?”

Chuckling softly, Jumin tapped the bottom of his wine glass. “Are you jealous?”

“Yes, how could I sit here and pretend that doesn’t bother me?” You crossed your arms over your chest, puffing your cheeks out into a pout.

Reaching to grab your wrist, Jumin’s tone softened. “Darling? There is nothing for you to worry about. My heart belongs to you.”

Pursing your lips, your eyes darted around. “Should I be worried, Jumin? What if two or three of these women come to claim you? I can’t promise to be a civilized lady of society, I’ll tell you that right now.”

“You needn’t worry about that. We will always be secure, surrounded by bodyguards. None of those women will get close to either of us.”

“Still,” you huffed. “I’ve never been in a serious relationship before, and here you are engaged to seven women. Behind my back!”

Sensing the joking tone in your voice, Jumin leaned into you. “Is that true? You haven’t been in a serious relationship before me?”

“Nope.” You rested your head against Jumin’s shoulder. “But I did kiss a bunch of guys before you.”

He tensed immediately. “What.”

“Yeah, like…” You started counting with your fingers. “… six? Seven men? One woman. No wait, two women.”

“Excuse me.” Jumin sat up straight, making you fall against his chest. “How did you manage to kiss so many people?”

“I was a curious kid!” You smiled bashfully.

“You kissed all of these people while you were a child?”

“No, Jumin! I was a teenager!”

“Then, you were legally still a child.”

“Why does this bother you so much?” You poked his nose. “Are you jealous now?”

“Absolutely.”

Jumin wrapped his arms around you, propping you up with his knee to kiss you deeply, wildly, lustfully. You groaned into his mouth as he explored your mouth and danced with your tongue.

He barely pulled his lips away from yours. “Every person you kissed will be erased from your lips by the time I’m done with you.”

You smiled smugly. “I could say the same thing concerning your fiancées.”