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Access Denied pt 4 - Jumin x MC

Summary: After a heated argument with Jumin gets too far, it’s the last straw. You leave abruptly, but an unintended accident clouds your judgement. Literally.

warning: this isn’t a happy ending

Jumin didn’t know himself anymore. 

When he saw you fall, his fear had been in check, and that moment had been the cherry on top for all of his confidence the MC that loved him would come back was all a hunch. His face one of horror, and his arms shaking. 

“I killed her.” His eyes were glassy.

The doctor came rushing in and pushed him aside. “No you didn’t. Don’t ever say that, okay? It’s going to be alright.” His eyes fixed with determination, he set off to work on you. The doctor didn’t speak for a few minutes at first, then commented quietly, “Kyun did well for his first time, helping her so far.”

Jumin’s fists balled up in anger, and stood up, pushing the chair he had been sitting in back. 

“Why is he there? To flirt with MC?”

“No, Mr. Han. Kyun is an intern who is working at our hospital, and I decided he would be better with an easy subject like this.” His voice was calm, unlike Jumin.

Jumin’s hand was literally poised, ready to hit the doctor. He paused, and sat back down, his back slumped down in exauhstion. 

“I don’t know what to do.. I loved her. I really did. She’s so stupid..” his breath caught in his throat, and covered his eyes, “..and that’s why I need to be there for her.”

 The doctor’s eyes lit up in sympathy, to his surprise. 

“It’s hard, but I don’t want you beating yourself up for it Mr. Han. Go have some fun; relax your body and enjoy life. For MC.”

For MC. Indeed, for you, he thought. Jumin pictured your smile; bright enough to lighten up his utter past and bring out the real him. 

For you.

 You felt useless at not being able to do anything, and there was a strict curfew of how long you would be allowed to stand.

At least your body was no longer in physical pain, you thought placatingly. You were right. It was easier to move your arms, but there was a bulky cast strung around your left left, making walking hard even with crutches.

The door opened.

You were mid-way stretching, your arms folded neatly over the bed covers. 

The doctor’s face was grim, however, and did not greet you politely like he normally did. 

“Hello, sir,” you said kindly, smiling lightly. His expression did not change. 

“I apologize for the inconvenience earlier. I hope you are alright.” 

Your eyes widened. “Oh, no! It’s okay! I’m alright. Where’s Kyun, by the way?” 

The doctor sighed. “After the incident, I sent him home. Don’t worry.”

You lay back into your bed, sighing. It was going to be a long five months before you were free. 

“However,” he said, “although you can’t leave the hospital freely, we can give you a pass and have you come back at a specific time curfew. Is that alright?” 

Your eyes lit up. “Of course! That’s a great idea!” 

So you two agreed that you would be able to go out, but he had cautioned you strongly not to go near the “C&R International Office”. You figured it was irrelevant, and shrugged it off. 

“See you at nine, MC.” He said, adjusting his glasses absently and went back into the office. 

He went with you to the hospital exit and left. You breathed in, feeling every sense of the outdoors once again.

It feels so good. You sighed. 

Time check: 9:36 am.

Plenty of time, you thought triumphantly. “Great. Where to first?”

“Hey - MC!” 

The familiar ruffled brown hair and dorky glasses. His smile and masculine yet slim build. It was there in front of you, hugging you quickly.

“Thank god,” he breathed, “I thought you wouldn’t wake up after Jumin saw you.”

Jumin?

“Who’s Jumin?” You asked, cocking your head.

Kyun’s eyes flashed in quick panic, then resumed to their normal docile and friendly look. “No one important. Just someone who came to the hospital the day you were there.”

You tried to relax, but still felt tense. You’d heard that name before, and not the day you’d been hospitalized. 

“..MC? What’s wrong?” Your brown, hazel eyes had wandered off into space, staring away blankly. Kyun lowered his head, bending down to match his tall height with yours. He lay his hand onto your shoulder lightly to support you. 

“Oh..! Sorry,” you snapped out of your sorry state embarrassingly. “My memory’s really bad, so I’m sorry if it looked like I forgot what we were talking about.” You laughed to yourself and whistled quietly, murmuring, “It’s really pathetic.” You stared at the ground, feeling like a useless tool that was no use to anyone. I just get in the way of things, don’t I?

“It’s not pathetic.” Kyun said. You froze. He grabbed your hand and smiled. “You aren’t pathetic.”

“Honestly,” you sighed, “who is this Jumin guy I keep hearing about? Why does he care so much about someone like me?” 

Kyun paused for a moment, turning the other direction. He then gave you a full on grin as he look at you again, those laughing, brown eyes glinting in the sunlight.

“He’s nobody important, really.”

Mr. Han was not having a good day.

Shit was going haywire at the office; workloads increased and voices raised. Jaehee was working a quadruple shift, as many workers were out with the seasonal flu. 

I miss you. 

Jumin flinched as he heard another high pitched complaint rise in the air, and hurriedly rushed over to the distressed workers, clenching his fists. He couldn’t wait to leave the office to see you. 

For MC, he thought, for MC.

Time check: 4:26 pm. 

You never knew there were so many fun things you could do in 24 hours. Kyun held your hand willingly, with your happy consent. In the short time span of roughly two and a half hours, you two had been able to eat brunch, go to a farmer’s market and buy a few fresh pieces of fruit and other goods (”For the hospital,” Kyun winked at you), and now you two were on your way to a local amusement park. 

“Have you ever been?” Kyun asked.

“Well,” you thought for a moment, “I can’t frankly remember, but I do recall a time when I went with my father. It hurts when I think about it, though.”

He smiled. “It’s the best thing in the world.”

By the time you’d arrived, the park itself was literally glowing, beaming with brightness. It was an enchanting scene, with cheerful cries of glee and the smells of sweets. All the sights and sounds overwhelmed you; you hadn’t seen anything like this before.

“Let’s go on the ferris wheel! Look, the line’s really short right now.” 

“S-sure!”

“It’s.. beautiful.” Your eyes widened as the ferris wheel continued to climb higher and higher.

“Right?” Kyun chuckled and followed your gaze.

The lift was small, so he was quite close to you, which made you slightly uncomfortable. Something wanted you to pull away from him, yet he was like a warm blanket; something you’d want to hold on to. So unconsciously, you slipped your arm between each other, your elbows locked together. You heard a grunt of surprise from Kyun, then felt him relax.

Without him thinking at all, he cupped your cheek, turning your head. His self control was bubbling over the top. He’d get mad at me if I do anything to her. 

“Kyun? Is something wrong?”

Kyun’s face suddenly flushed at your question. “No,” he said quickly, “n-nothing’s wrong.” He scooted away in the little space and ruffled his hair hastily, causing it to go in all directions, a massive head of floof.

You didn’t say anything, staring in silence. “Are you actually okay? You look like a vampire out for blood...” you felt your voice falter as he grabbed your shoulders and pulled you closer. He tilted his head and stared into your eyes. “K-Kyun-”

Kyun couldn’t hold back. You felt his heat that almost burned in waves. 

He.. he wanted to kiss me.

It felt so terribly wrong. There was something you felt, something that pulled you back just in time.

The ferris wheel ride ended.

helloo so this has been staying at the bottom of my drafts for like 3 months so I finally finished it - most likely will just end it here :( HOPE YOU ENJOYED THIS ROLLER COASTER OF AN EMOTIONAL RIDE WITH MC AND JUMIN AND JUST AIDHAIFH

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Omg 103 with Jumin's daughter *screams in anticipation*

HAHA *SCREAMS*

“MOM!” Groaning, you were woken up with a loud pitched screaming noise.

It’s Jumin, isn’t it? Little snitch. i would LOVE TO SEE MC JUST WAKING UP AND ASSUMING ITS JUMIN AND SHES CORRECT HAHAHAHAHA

Rubbing your eyes, you stumbled out of bed and into your daughter’s room. Her eighth  birthday was in two days, yet she was still the height of Jumin’s knee. 

“What is it, sweetie?” you asked absently. It was another one of her tantrums.

“Daddy isn’t giving my diary back!” she whined, beginning to shed tears, twinkling in her eyes.

Jumin snorted carelessly. “This piece of trash? Daddy can get you a phone, or whatever those technology devices are that they say are the new ‘gig’.” 

“We are not giving her an iPhone, Jumin Han. It’s people like you who indulge their children in useless projects.” you gritted your teeth as you whispered to him. You just woke up, and the day was already going to be ruined. Hell, he didn’t even know the name of the phone brand in the first place!

Jumin stared at you indignantly. “She’s my daughter, I can read her diary.”

Sighing, you left the room, waving your hand in farewell. “Good luck, hon. You’ll be sorry you took that.” And a cry of dismay followed. A very loud, unhappy scream. Sorry, my daughter. I don’t have the strength to fight that man right now.

“Damn,” you said, “I need coffee.”

i love sassy MC and stubborn Jumin they are 11/10 best otp

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AQ with Jumin? Love me some pick-up lines.

sorry, i’m not sure what number you’re talking about, but if it’s about pickup lines I may give you a few our Mr. Han would definitely say.

“You must be a bank account, because I’m saving all my love for you.” (come on Yoosung told him this sappy little puppy)

“I’ll be your credit if you be my debit.”

“Roses are red, violets are blue, my debt is free, now I can have you.”

“You’ve got the curves to supply my demand.”

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37, Zen?

darling your wish is my c o m m a n d

Hyun Ryu’s fame had spread merely from news of media. He was able to hold his own tour, travelling across the world. 

“I’ll be gone for a few days, princess. Can you hold down the fort for me? I’ll be back before you know it.” *wink*

That’s what he had said to you. The two of you had just started dating, but you’d been crushing on him since you joined RFA. No kidding, he was hot. But it was embarrassing to say that out loud, so you never did.

A week into his tour and you were losing it. Without Zen’s constant hum and presence that used to calm you when you began living with him, when he was gone it was lonely. You were feeling restless, calling him every night. Luckily, he was just as obsessed and always called back.

You two just talked about the smallest things, like how the weather was on the other side’s phone call. But one night, Zen called you at almost four in the morning. When he picked up, his voice was husky but managed to control it.

“MC.. I had a dream about you.”

Was that something two people in love would tell each other?

Shaking your head and turning red, you half laughed, half choked. “Oh, really? I wonder what it was, haha.”

That shut Zen up. With a mumbled “S-sorry, I have to go” he hung up on you. Now your ears were hot and your eyes wide. You couldn’t wait for Zen to come home.

tHIS IS PRECIOUS HAHA IT WAS SO FUNNY

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8, 20 Saeyoung?

8:

It was another one of Saeyoung’s games, where he had taken a classic and turned it around in his favor and made his own rules. 

“MC, quick! The floor is lava.” He interrupted you from a pretty damn good book and pushed you from the couch.

“What? Saeyoung, what a-” you screamed as the book flew out your hands and you thumped onto the ground.

“Baha! Nice. New rule: if you fall again you’ll have to do whatever the winner says!”

You made sure you didn’t fall at that point.

20:

Saeyoung had decided on the worst day that the two of you go to his favorite coffee shop. Obviously being the improviser he was, he didn’t check the weather and managed to find the cafe closing and the sky gray and concrete wet, the air damp with musty rain.

He placed the palms of his hands on his cheeks, making his mouth become a big “O”. “We’re doomed! We’ll never make it back home now!”

Rolling your eyes, you said, “It’s just rain, you aren’t gonna melt.”

He later proceeded to carry you bridal style all the fucking way back home like a champ. Gotta love him.

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48 or 59 for the Choi bois :3

I think I did 59 already here for Saeran :)

Saeran cursed as he tripped over himself while walking over to his brother. Saeyoung stared at him, laughing.

“How much more clumsier can you be?” His eyes twinkled.

Saeran flashed him a glare. “Like you’re any better.”

The redhead rolled his eyes, changing the subject. “Hey,” he said, “Let’s play a game.”

“I’m busy,” Saeran muttered. “Besides; games are no fun with you anymore.”

“Shut your ass!” Saeyoung yelled, pushing himself up to his feet from the couch he had been sitting in.

“Okay, fine.” Saeran laughed. “I bet you can’t go 24 hours without cussing.”

“Well, I’d obviously win,” Saeyoung stuck his tongue out.

So the two brothers agreed starting at 12:30 pm, they would see who could last the longest without saying any curse words. Not even damn or crap.

Time check: 12:35 pm

[Saeyoung: 0]

[Saeran: 1] (he said crap and didn’t know LOL)

Time check: 6:13 pm

[Saeyoung: 4]

[Saeran: 2]

Time check: 9:28 am

[Saeyoung: 4]

[Saeran: 6]

Time check: 12:30 pm

[Saeyoung: 5]

[Saeran: 7]

well damn Saeyoung BARELY won. He literally said “fuck” then said “fudge” which didn’t count technically. Sly fox.

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103 and saeyoung??? Pweaseeeee❤️

cuute

“NO!” you heard a shrill cry of terror echo across the apartment. Sighing, you got up from your work station and walked towards the noise. 

“Saeyoung, what did you do this tim-” before you could finish your sentence, a very cruel sight was in front of you. Your own child, age 16, was whining because of all people, Saeyoung Choi had taken her notebook.

“Dad’s taking my stuff!” your little one protested. Her eyes widened in dismay as her father examined the little book. 

Your eyes reflected oblivious boredom, your feet itching to go back to work. “Just give it back to her.”

Saeyoung stared at you in disbelief. “She’s my daughter, I can read her diary!”

“Can, not allowed to!” She shrieked.

Rolling your eyes, you grabbed your daughter’s diary and placed it back into her hands. “Happy now?”

This time it was Saeyoung’s turn to widen his eyes. “I’m your husband!” There was slight anger in his voice, but it was a tease and his eyes were playful yet hurt.

“Stop it, or I’ll throw your Elizabeth 3rd stuffed cat out the window.”

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143 Saeyoung (you knew it was coming)

sadly anon i did. here c; this one’s nice and fluffy oh shit i changed my mind now its angst and cry-worthy sorry

“Saeyoung?” you asked, a hint of uncertainty in your voice. 

The redhead didn’t reply as he continued to work on his computer and made obnoxiously loud crunching noises with his mouth as he ate some honey buddha chips. 

“Saeyoung!” 

..nothing.

You glared at him. This is no silent treatment, you thought grimly. “Can I have a minute please?” when he didn’t even reply to that, you added, “You can even time me. That’s all I need.”

“Hmm? What does this beautiful woman need of me? No, the Defender of Justice?”

Rolling your eyes as you actually saw him set his watch to 60 seconds, you began to speak. “I’m pregnant.”

Saeyoung’s eyes widened for a split second until they closed again. “No way! You, pregnant?” he guffawed. You heard all his teases and playful comments, glaring at him. “Be serious for two minutes, please.”

“Oh yeah! Is it a girl or boy? I’d want to name them something cool, not those wei-”

Clearing your throat nervously, you paused for a moment, earning silence. Just say it, coward, a voice screamed in your head. But you didn’t want to hurt this blessing of a man, he was so innocent and didn’t deserve any burdens that lay upon him. Finally you said something.

“You’re not the father, Saeyoung.” 

im sorry this was really bad overall story concept -ly and writing style. :(

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How do the RFA boys react to MC being a dancer?~

SORRY THIS IS LITERALLY MY OLDEST REQUEST RN I’M TRYING BUT I’M SUCH A SLOW WRITER HAHA

Zen:

s o  happy

always asks you if you can dance to his singing and you always say yes

brags about you a lot at work

takes you out to clubs just to show you off and your skills

now has someone he can duet with SHOOK

so supportive of your career as a stage dancer it’s enough to make me cry

but gets jealous a lot when you’re performing and you get lots of cat calls from other men

just makes him love you even more lolol

basically falls in love with you all over again haha

Yoosung:

doesn’t really know how to react

his precious amethyst eyes widened 

“That’s so c-cool!”

asks you lots of questions

“What’s it like? When did you start dancing? Do you think you can teach me?”

curious little owl o3o

Seven:

plot twist: he knew all along

plot twist #2: he can break dance like you

you two host lots of parties 

two words: it’s lit.

does that thing where you tear your pants to reveal a secretive layer of other sort of clothing LOL

Jumin:

will have a custom dance room made just for you, paired with mirror walls and 10/10 wood quality floor

buys like 229349392 radios and those “google homes” and “amazon echos” stationed around the house so if you’re ever feeling a certain mood you can just play whatever music you want

loves to talk about you on business trips and you get lots of emails and calls from popular af?? dance companies for you to audition 

you asked them and they said Jumin showed them a video of you and you were so good at ballet??

you’re like his own “Beautiful swan” (his nickname)

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49, 53 or 59 with Saeran, maybe? :3 I need more of the edgelord xd

“Fuck!” you cursed as you slammed the door, trying to get out.

Saeran leaned against the wall calmly, yet his brow furrowed in frustration. “It’s not use, moron. We’re locked in.”

You sat down in defeat. “What are we gonna do, Saeran? I’m going to be late to class, and my phone is dead..” you stared at his pocket, seeing a bulge. You snatched it quickly and turned his phone on, dialing your friend’s number into it quickly.

“Okay,” you huffed, “I’m going to need to ask her to find the keys to this door, then go to the bathroom to see if I look like shit or not..”

Saeran clutched your wrist, making his phone drop from your hands. “..Or we could make out…” he murmured, cupping his hand on your cheek. You felt his cold touch, making you shudder suddenly.

End of story: you did make out. and got caught quickly.

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61. Down the hall, second door on the left with Saeyoung, plz. Love your blog, keep up the good work!!

awh thank you!! it means a lot that people like my writing so much gratefulness!! love love love

“Hey, Seven!” you yelled. 

A distant answer of “yeah” replied. 

“Where’s the BATHROOM?” Moving into a new house was hard for the two of you, and it was so vacant and large yelling would have to be mandatory. 

Meanwhile, Saeyoung, defender of justice, was busily tapping his fingers cheerfully against the keyboard as his wavering glasses reflected the blue light emitted from the computer. He hummed quietly in sync to his typing. “Down the hall, second door on the left!”

It was funny, you thought, like you two were an old couple who had to yell back and forth. “Thanks!” you called out and sprinted to the destination.

possibly the most innocent piece of drabble I’ve written so far in this challenge HAHA. Sorry this is really short; I couldn’t really think of anything else to write and this scenario just popped into my head haha.

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#8 saeran

You’d never seen his playful side.

You wanted to, but never had.

“Let’s play a game.” Saeran said suddenly. You jumped at his eager voice.

“Okay, what is it?” you asked, curious to know.

He grinned slyly. “The floor is lava.” 

You stared at him, your jaw gaping in dismay. “No! We can’t play that! You don’t know how much I SUCK AT-”

push

flop

ouch.

“You lose,” Saeran smirked.

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#72 with Jumin.

“There’s no way I’m going to take care of Elizabeth when you leave. Just let her starve, the little furball!” Zen spat.

Jumin glared at Zen for his rudeness and arrogance. “She is my pet, and you are my worker. Do not forget about Elizabeth’s cat food product; I can easily replace you,” he warned.

You opened the door, dismayed to find the two bickering like old women. “Jumin?! What’s going on?”

Jumin crossed his arms indignantly. “I need someone to take care of Elizabeth the 3rd, and with you being busy with school, I do not want to burden you further.”

“So you’re forcing Zen out of all people to take care of her? Why not Saeyoung or Jaehee?”

“You know Saeyoung is not even PROPERLY fit for this job, and Jaehee has resisted me one time too many.” Jumin sighed.

Sheesh. This guy can really make things a little too dramatic, you thought.

“Jumin, I think I can take care of Elizabeth. You’re putting too much stress on Zen; don’t forget that he’s also got his own career!”

Now it was Jumin’s turn to stare at you in dismay. His own signifigant other, his own precious girl, siding with Zen?

“Are you really taking his side now?” His eyes widened, surprised. His face quickly changed to anger once he saw Zen’s smirk. 

“It’s no big deal,” you said as you rolled your eyes. “He’s also allergic to cats,” you also pointed out. 

Zen was happy that day.

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Can I get headcanons for how Yoosung and Seven would comfort MC when they're super stressed out?? Thank you!! ^^

yea ofc! :) enjoy~ -brook

Yoosung:

 he saw you piled in a tower of books

your face was covered in frustration and you were on the verge of breaking down

he understands

no really 

a big sweetheart and asks you if you need any help with your work

he brings a cup of chamomile tea to calm you down

super cheerful yet gentle with you

constantly asking you “Are you hungry? Thirsty? Cold?”

when he saw you yawn, he got up and made you fried rice which tasted so fucking good omg

he offered to feed you but you refused haha

tells you stories about some of his worst college experiences 

like how he thought he was drinking sprite when it was alcohol

poor child

encourages you to keep going even though it’s really late and you’re tired

always at your side and #1 support :)

“Yay, you’re done!” He said, his eyes sparkling with happiness

curls next to you in bed and tells you how many times you are a great person

Seven:

when you almost dropped your plate during dinner he knew 

“Alright; what’s the matter.”

this man can read especially your expressions and actions and determine how you feel 

“I-I’m fine..” You reply, not wanting him to worry

he narrowed his eyes

then he stood up god he was like 7 feet taller than you and pointed to under your eyes

“What’s this then, MC?” He asked accusingly, a smirk on his face

you turned red -  “Nothing!”

Seven laughed

he made you use his bathtub and take a nice warm bath

dude even added scented candles aww

don’t worry, he respects your privacy too so he didn’t disturb you

when you got out of the bath and had redressed into comfy sleepwear, you found a note and some objects on your bed

“hey 8D kinda knew you were having a bad day. take everything - it’s all yours. love, 707″ wrote the note

he gave you a stuffed cat, honey buddha chips, and non prescription glasses that looked just like his

what a cutie

thanks for the request anon! loved writing this - I could totally imagine Yoosung cheering you on to the last school work until you were done ;D keep sending requests! i’ll take anything :)