#but I stripped him of the ideologies others engrained into him

[mrs-han]

Hello, my lovelies!!

Thank you all so much for your submissions and interactions — it is so wonderful to be back in the company of truly wonderful people!!

I’ve been gifted with an abundance of happiness and strength that I simply needed to boast about it. Just a little! >w<

I’ll absolutely get back to your creative requests right after this! 🥹

V’s newly adopted daughter brought about a profoundly positive change in him, one both you and Jumin encouraged wholeheartedly. Jumin seemed giddier and far more optimistic now that his best friend was talking with him and inviting him over regularly.

And you felt a magnetic pull from Jumin as he expressed a playful and childlike side of himself, a side he didn’t show very often. Reason one billion, seven hundred and ninety-nine of why you loved your Jumin Han.

You played with a vivacious Lucy on the floor, bouncing your little doll against the floor of a Victorian dollhouse gifted to her by none other than her rich uncle. “The Prince is waiting for us! We must hurry!”

“I’m getting dressed!” Lucy opened an elegant dresser stuffed with little pieces of crocheted clothes done by your dear husband. “Oh, what shall I wear!”

Jumin’s chuckle distracted you. You spun to look at him; he raised his teacup towards you and continued speaking to V while still staring at you.

“Auntie, your turn to talk!!”

“Oh, uh —” you bounced your doll animatedly. “Put on the dress you bought last week!”

Lucy reached into the dollhouse; a loud crash suddenly alerted everyone in the room.

“Sweetheart?!” V sped towards his daughter, pulling her into his arms and searching her body for injuries. “Are you hurt? Sweetheart, look at me. Are you hurt?”

Lucy’s lower lip wobbled and tears flowed from her large blue eyes within seconds. “I… I broke the floor…”

After checking you over for any injuries, Jumin angrily reached for his phone. “This is completely unacceptable. I’m calling the manufacturer right now.”

“N-No,” Lucy stammered, wiping her tears with her tiny hands. “It’s my fault… I pushed… I pushed on it, and… p-please don’t be mad…”

You crawled to her, crooking a finger and lifting her chin. “Sweetie, accidents happen…! There could have been rot in the wood, so that’s why it needed to be knocked down! You performed a major service, you see!”

Lucy sniffed, unconvinced.

“Tell you what. Let’s give that room a brand new makeover!”

“C… Can we do that?” Lucy’s eyes pleaded with you.

“We’re gonna do our very best! It isn’t gonna be perfect, but it will be the best room by far because we recreated it!”

And you stuck to your word. Refusing pre-made models from your husband, you created miniature floorboards and light fixtures… after receiving a few minor shocks. Lucy carved furniture, painted her own art over the droll wallpaper, and knit a few new clothes with her Uncle Jumin.

And V helped dress each doll with their very own handmade dress. Or shirt. Or sweater.

After two weeks of working, the room was complete. It certainly contrasted the rest of the Victorian vibe, with its vibrant colors and bulky furniture, but none of you cared. Especially Lucy.

She tugged your sleeve, a proud sparkle in her eyes. “Auntie, auntie! Now that we’re finished, we can play in it!”

You smiled gently, running your fingers through her sandy brown hair. Jumin stepped in, shaking his head and producing a fairly stern tone. “Lucille, dove. Your aunt needs to rest.

“Aw… okay!!” Lucy spun towards her father, tugging his arm eagerly while begging for a yes to her question.

“Thank you,” you whispered, resting your weary head on Jumin’s chest. “My fingers are battered and my back is sore.”

Strong and capable arms holding you up, Jumin swayed slightly with you. “You know better than any of us how time consuming and rewarding construction is.”

You realized what he was talking about — how the walls and windows of your inner sanctum had been bashed in, leaving glass and dirt and other extremities everywhere.

It took you a grueling amount of time — weeks, months, years — making repairs and throwing out those who didn’t contribute to your greater good.

Including Jumin.

Your eyes flickered — Jumin lightly kissed your forehead. “You‘ve grown so much, my love. But if you start self-sabotaging by spending more time in someone else’s domain, then I’m afraid I’ll have to take necessary action.”

“Necessary action?”

“Break their door and carry you home, of course.” His brows shot up. “Or perhaps throw a rock at a window?”

“You shouldn’t damage property, Jumin.”

“I can if your host begins boarding you in.”

“No, I mean, you shouldn’t because I’ll have already bulldozed my way out.”

Your retort assuaged Jumin’s hardening gaze. “Haah… so it is true. From the ashes rises the Phoenix.”

Lifting you into his arms, you sank into Jumin’s embrace with ease, closing your eyes and pressing near. “I’m a hell of a Phoenix, too.”

Jumin chuckled gently. “Yes. You are.”

#mystic messenger #jumin han #mein schatz #jumin x reader #jumin x mc #ya’ll. #I put myself through SO MUCH HELL? 😂 #seeking approval from people who never approved themselves #always asking ‘what can I do’ ‘what can I do’ #always looking to serve them before serving myself #and I behaved so childishly and toxic myself because I never felt fulfilled #but damn was I doing it all wrong. #When I banished negative energies — when I realized that I needed to show myself the kindness I wasn’t shown #everything changed. #unfortunately Jumin was embedded into those painful experiences #but I stripped him of the ideologies others engrained into him #So many GOOD things are happening to me now #All of that work and all of those tears meant something. i didn’t waste any time like I thought I did when I hit the anger process of grief. #I’ve attracted or been attracted to souls who vibe high and who mean well. #i take shit from no one. #i can defend myself and my honor without a tremble in my voice. #my freedom and peace mean more than your feelings. #I’m genuinely Happy. #and I’m gonna bask in my blessings now because I DESERVE to. #on that note ~! #i have a date tonight >w< #SoundCloud #Spotify