#jumin and saeran would be making me get help and making sure that I wasn’t this stressed out

[mystic-headcanons]

hi! saeran helping mc do her hair/makeup? or maybe them on halloween?

decided to do both and have him help her w her halloween costume ^^

it was halloween day, the rest of the rfa would be arriving soon, and you weren’t anywhere near being ready. half of your makeup was done, your outfit wasn’t on yet, and you couldn’t seem to get the wig to lay flat on your head. saeran was next to you doing his own makeup, but when he noticed you struggling with your wig for the third time, he set down his eyeliner and regarded you with laughter in his voice. “want any help with that?” he offered, amused. with a small, slightly frustrated huff, you nodded. convincing saeran to do a couple’s costume wasn’t as easy as you thought it’d be, but he eventually relented on the condition that he got to choose the costume. with nightmare before christmas as his favorite movie, it came as no surprise that he suggested sally and jack. (next time, you thought, you were forcing him to take the character with more makeup. two hours in the bathroom, and all you’d succeeded in was getting the face paint on.) “please.” you ignored the way he chuckled, instead sitting down on a stool you had dragged in earlier. he went behind you and started to braid your hair; the feeling of his fingers running through the long strands had you humming appreciatively, slightly tilting your head back.

he worked in silence for a while, until you broke it when you opened your eyes and caught him staring at you through the mirror. “what?” you asked, watching as he set the first braid down and moved onto the next one. “you just. look very cute when you’re relaxed like that.” saeran said, smiling at you. and, well, you had no choice but to blush like that. how long had you two been together? and still, every compliment made your cheeks light up. “where’d you learn to braid?” you asked a few minutes later as the question popped into your mind. saeran paused for a moment, hesitating before slowly talking again. “when i was…in mint eye,” he began, “the sav— rika. would have me brush her hair for her. i would style it at times too, but she always yelled if i pulled even a little bit, so i started doing it less and less.” there was always a layer of shame in his voice when he spoke of mint eye, of things he learned or things he did. every time, it broke your heart. “you’re very good at this. i don’t think you’ve pulled even once.”

once saeran was done braiding your hair, putting the actual wig on was quite fast. he pinned the braids up, put the wig cap on over them, and slipped the wig onto your head. "i'm pretty sure this would've taken me hours to do on my own." you mused, staring in the mirror at the bright red wig you had borrowed from saeyoung. (you were going to buy one, but saeyoung has...so many wigs.) "thank you." you smiled at saeran and leaned over to press a quick kiss to his cheek. "you'll have to help me with my hair more often. it was very relaxing."

you finished the rest of your makeup in record time, but when you got to the eyeliner you turned to saeran, who had finished with his costume, with a pleading look and an eyeliner pen in your hand. "please? you're really good at eyeliner." you asked, and beamed when he took the eyeliner from you and leaned in close. "two months ago you and saeyoung called me dollar store gerard way, but sure. i'm good at eyeliner." "and i stand by that." you said, squeezing your eyes shut and giggling when he lightly flicked your forehead. "i'm going to make this very uneven." he threatened, but there was warmth in his voice and you knew it was an empty threat.

moments after your eyeliner was finished, you heard raised voices. when the rfa members arrived, you didn't know, but you could hear jumin, who was threatening legal action, and zen, who was yelling at saeyoung to "take the damn costume off before my face swells up." you and saeran shared a look before rushing out of the bathroom and bumping into saeyoung, who was running past you in a full. cat. costume. it wasn't just ears and tail and paws, no, but a genuine cat suit that somehow looked exactly like jumin's cat. behind him, jumin was red in the face with anger and jaehee looked like she needed several drinks before she could start processing the situation. zen was already sneezing in rapid succession and as you stepped out to greet them- and hopefully alleviate the situation- you couldn't help but think that it was going to be a very. very. long night.

#mystic messenger #mystic messenger headcanons #jumin han #saeyoung choi #jaehee kang #saeran choi #yoosung kim #jihyun kim #saeran choi x mc #saeran choi x reader

[bluejay-writes]

Mystictober 2023 - Day 3: Potions, or Poisons?

You can read this fic on Ao3 if that’s more your speed!

Rating: Teen, for swearing and drug use.

Prompt: Potion

Characters: Saeran, Mint Eye OCs, (Hints of Jumin, 707)

Wordcount: 2081

Summary: Believer C-128 runs the elixir lab at Mint Eye. Mr. Saeran wants to know about her experiments, and tests one without asking.

“What’s with the colors over here?” 

The believer turned, taking in the man in the crisp black suit with a glance. She was clearly not expecting anyone to be in the room with her, least of all him. To be fair, he basically never came into the elixir lab, as the Savior had all of his doses delivered to him while he was too busy hacking to notice.

“Test batches, Mr. Saeran.  I’ve color coded them so I can keep track of the changes I’ve made when testing.”

“What are you testing?”

“The savior requested I make new formulations for specific situations.”

“And who are you testing these on?”

She bit her lip. “Myself, sir. Per her request.”

“Must be hard to get good data while the elixir does its job.  Let me test this one for you.” He reached out and picked up a vial full of a magenta-colored liquid, tossing it back and handing her the empty. “What’s the difference?”

She froze, and Saeran watched as she tried to come up with an answer that would please him. He knew that whatever she said would be at least partially untrue, but he still waited to hear her answer, regardless.

“C-128?” he said, taking a step towards her. He didn’t mean it to be menacing, but it was clear that it terrified her, and she just said the first thing that came to mind.

“It-it’s a booster for long-term elixir use.  Taken on top of your usual dose it helps keep clarity of purpose. Or, well, that’s what I designed it to do… I haven’t tested it yet… how do you feel?”

“No difference, yet.”

“Well, ideally it’s meant to be taken directly after your usual dose of Elixir, so I don’t know that you’d specifically notice the effects yet.”

“Make me another vial of this - I’ll take it next time I take my elixir, and let you know.”

Her eyes widened, but she turned to do as he said. As she was mixing up another of the magenta potions, without the pink dye this time, she dared to ask her question.

“Sir?”

“Yes, C-128?”

“Why are you here? N-not that you can’t be, just, have I done something wrong?”

“No, I was just interested, and I needed a break.”

She took a deep breath, and then handed him the vial of mint liquid that looked very similar to the standard Elixir of Salvation.

“It’s not Magenta.” he said, skeptically.

“Savior said the other colors were only allowable in the lab. If you’re leaving the lab, it has to be mint.”

“Ah. Sensible. Wouldn’t want anyone knowing about the differences.”

“Well, you do now.” She chuckled. “Please don’t tell the Savior you’re testing for me. I fear she’d be angry with me, and…”

“It was my choice.” He said. “Would you tell me no?”

C-128 shook her head. “Of course not, Mr. Saeran.” “Good.” he said, leaving the room. “I will be back tomorrow to tell you my experiences.”

After that day, Saeran regularly stopped by her lab for his “booster” as he called it. She’d been tweaking the formula to work better on him as he told her his experiences, and every day he felt even better than the last.  He wasn’t sure what the mixture was actually supposed to do.  Her lie had been thinly-veiled at best, and mostly spoken out of panic. He didn’t know if he’d just been testing her initially, but after that first day of clarity after an elixir dose, he just couldn’t stop wanting the booster to accompany it.  Regardless of its purpose, it was making his job so much easier.

He knew that per the Savior’s instructions she had been creating a much stronger version of the elixir, which would work as a booster to hypnotic suggestion receptiveness in small doses, but that didn’t seem to be what this was doing for him at all.

Saeran had never felt so capable and in control with the Elixir than he did with the boosters that C-128 developed for him. He’d been managing to stay three steps ahead of that traitor, and the savior had even decided they didn’t need to get someone into the apartment to distract the RFA - she was content with his progress as it was, and he’d never been more proud.

So, when C-128 didn’t bring his next day’s booster vials, Saeran was immediately worried. Not only would it affect his progress but it could get her in trouble with the Savior as well.  He’d have to go pick them up himself, of course. It’d give him a chance to check in and see if there were any new updates she’d made, or if it was just the same not-Magenta mixture.

When he got there, he found the door shut and locked, with another Believer standing in front of the door. Immediately, Saeran was on guard.  What was going on with the Elixir lab?

“Believer, Report.”

“Ah! M-Mr. Saeran! Believer A-230 here. The Savior is waiting for C-128 to finish testing something, and no one is allowed in or out until she’s completed it.”

“And you’ve kept watch the entire time?”

“Yes, nothing has changed. It’s been quiet in there, though.”

“Understood. I’m here to relieve you, Savior’s orders. Go back to your usual duties, A-230.”

“Yes, Mr. Saeran.”

The believer nodded to him and walked off.  Once he was sure the man was gone, he unlocked the door and slipped inside.  As the door shut behind him, he froze in shock. C-128 was laying on the ground with a broken flask and a puddle of bright blue liquid nearby.

“C-128. Are you alright?” He crouched down next to her, noting the flicker in her eyelids that he was used to from a cleansing gone bad, and checked her pulse.  It fluttered weakly against his fingers, and he would swear the rhythm was erratic.

She looked up at the tone of his voice, squeezing her eyes shut before staring imploringly at him. “No. Magenta…” Saeran grabbed the vial of magenta liquid from his first visit to the lab, and tipped it down her throat.  She coughed, but seemed to breathe a little bit easier almost immediately. “Won’t be enough. I need… Hospital... Bring the… red bag.” one shaky hand pointed to where the first aid kit was attached to the wall.  Why would she need the first aid kit if she was going to the hospital?  

There wasn’t time to ask these questions, not with C-128 passing out again. Saeran didn’t argue, couldn’t argue with an unconscious woman. He lifted her up over his shoulder in a fireman’s carry, and grabbed the large kit she’d pointed at.  He may have been practically skin and bones before, but with her booster he’d been putting on muscle in ways he hadn’t been able to before, so lifting her wasn’t an issue.  

Believer and her first aid kit in hand, Saeran made quick time to the garage, where he buckled her into his personal vehicle.

Fifteen minutes into the 40-minute drive at breakneck speeds to the nearest hospital, Saeran’s phone began to ring. He tapped the button.

“Yes, Savior?” “Ray~” Her saccharine-sweet voice rang over the car speakers, and Saeran had to suppress a shudder. “Where are you going?” “I am taking C-128 to the hospital. She’s catatonic.” “You can’t do that, Saeran. She will ruin everything for us.” “I must. She’s a genius, and we can’t afford to lose her.” “She was a lost cause the moment she started giving you that ‘booster’.” Rika’s voice was bitter, suddenly. “But the booster that C-128 gave me vastly improved my performance. You said so yourself.” Rika made a disgruntled noise. “You must turn around and come back, Ray.” “No. I will not. She needs help.” “Ray. This is an order.” “Too bad.” He said sharply, and hung up.

Next to him, C-128 stirred. “She’ll cleanse you for that, Saeran.”

“I’d love to see her try.” He said, roughly. “You’re awake. What’s in the kit? I peeked, it’s not bandages and ointments.”

“All of my samples. My legal identification. Incriminating Evidence.”

“How do you mean, incriminating evidence?”

“Savior had me keeping track of the cleansing deaths, and I have her initial elixir trial notebook.”

“This will bring down Mint Eye.” Saeran growled. “Why would you do this?”

“She intends… to give them all what she made me take.  The Eternal Party… it’s going to kill everyone.”

Saeran went silent. C-128 wasn’t lying to him. She sounded certain, in a way she hadn’t when she’d told him about the ��booster’. He’d known she was lying about the magenta vial when he took it, and especially when it’s what she reached for when she was in trouble.

“What does the magenta vial you’ve been giving me for the last few months actually do, C-128?”

“It’s a nullifier.” She said, resignedly. “I designed it to... purge the elixir’s effects... from my system.”

“You’ve been giving me anti-elixir this entire time?”

“Y-yes.” She stuttered, and Saeran just blinked.

“No wonder the Savior was so upset with you.” He sighed. “Thank you, C-128, but you did not need to do that for me, not at this cost.”

“Hey, you took it first. I didn’t really… do… anything…” She muttered sleepily, and Saeran looked over at her in a panic. “C-128. Stay with me, we’re almost there.”

Whatever she tried to say didn’t resolve into words as her head lolled against the headrest.

“Fuck.” Saeran said, and drove faster.

“The toxicology on this woman is insane.” Saeran heard the nurse say. She probably thought she was being quiet enough that he wouldn’t hear her. She was not. “The ingredients in the test vials are unbelievable. How they got their hands on some of these things is beyond me.”

Saeran thought back on some of the things he’d done at the Savior’s direction and knew exactly how they’d come by the trickier parts of the elixir’s ingredients.

“Excuse me.” He said, standing up from C-128’s beside. “Is she going to recover?”

“Ah, Mr. Choi. Yes, Thanks to her own notes your wife should be awake in a few hours, once the sedative wears off, and then we’ll likely be able to discharge her tomorrow.  You are aware that the police would like to talk to you both?” 

He nodded, and stepped out to make a phone call. Wife. Her identification card had said ‘Eunji Choi’. Sure, there were a lot of Chois out there. He could have said they were siblings, but they looked nothing alike. And he had to give them some kind of relation, or they never would have let him in. He hoped she’d forgive his subterfuge. However, with a potential release day of tomorrow, he was going to have to take a risk. With his heart in his throat, he tapped a contact on his phone, and let it ring.

“Who is this? How did you get this number?” “Saeyoung. It’s Saeran.”

True to their word, C-128 blinked her eyes open just a few hours later.

“Mr. Saeran?” She asked, blearily, as if to confirm he was still there.

“Just Saeran is fine - I told them we were married so they’d let me stay with you. What should I call you?”

“Oh. Anything but my wallet name.” Her cheeks pinked, but if she had any thoughts about being called his wife, she didn’t share them.  He made a split-second decision, and smiled down at her.

“Okay, Princess.” he said, brushing her hair back off of her forehead, just in time for the doctor to walk back in and check on her due to the change in her vitals from the machines she was hooked up to.

“Ah, my apologies for interrupting. Mrs. Choi, welcome back to the world of the awake. Thanks to your detailed notes, we were able to promptly flush your system of the poison, and you should be back to functioning normally shortly.”

She nodded, and the doctor sighed. “The police will want to speak with you as soon as you are able.”

“They will have to wait until the Family lawyers arrive.” A voice said from the doorway, and Saeran looked up to see one Jumin Han, a man he had previously only seen in photographs, looking stern. Behind him, a mop of red hair Saeran would know anywhere.

#mystic messenger #mysme fanfic #saeran choi #mint eye #MM_mystictober2023 #Mystictober 2023

[juminsmysticmc]

What about a headcannon for the RFA+ V& Saeran for an MC who wants to be a performer (singer, actor)?

RFA+ Minor Trio with MC who wants to be a performer (singer, actor)

Jumin

When he first met you, he already knew that your heart was burning to become a singer.

He was sure that you would surely become someone big in the future with your voice.

And the more he got to know you, the more he loved to support you to make your dream a reality.

He loved to hear you sing to him and could spend hours listening and observing you, something Jaehee wished could have done after work.

And so, after the wedding and your honeymoon, Jumin was sure that the upcoming audition would be a success.

But nothing happened.

They didn’t even accept you as a rookie.

You were devastated, he knew, but you still didn’t want to give up the idea.

That’s why Jumin wanted to support you, even more, try to help you on his own.

,,I don’t want to cheat, Jumin. That’s why I don’t want you to help me…I love you and appreciate the thought but…I want to achieve my dreams on my own…’’ you told him, something he accepted. After all, you were the woman he fell in love with and he was more than sure that one day you would be able to make your dreams come true…

Zen

It was already a big surprise to see you in front of his door when he was at his worst.

When he had no motivation and was hurt.

To know that you were trying to get into show business and wanted to become an actor, he was perplexed.

Overjoyed.

Someone understood what he felt and had the same mindset, somehow.

The both of you shared some thoughts and talked a lot about different entertainment and roles you accepted.

,,Yeah, yeah! My mentor tells me the same thing all the time, I feel you!’’ he laughed when you told him about your experience.

,,Honestly, Zen, I look up to you. I get so tired, it’s making me feel very bad actually that I haven't achieved anything yet. I don’t feel good enough,’’ you suddenly said and the two of you shared a deep talk.

Perhaps this was what made the two of you grow close.

Maybe this was one of the reasons why Zen fell for you.

A lot came afterward: you were almost kidnapped, Eco Girl tried to destroy his career, and then the RFA party followed.

Something that didn’t change, however, was that the two of you always stayed close.

One day, Zen came to decide his life:

,,I know that this could feel weird to you, but what do you think about coming to my company?  

I think this might be a good decision.

I would like to support you better and stay close to you…’’ he mumbled.

He didn’t mean to say that without him you wouldn’t achieve anything and you knew that he wanted only the best for you.

That’s why you accepted…

Yoosung

For a long time, your name made his heart miss a throb.

He had the feeling that he knew you, although he also knew that your name was very common.

But to his surprise, the feeling he had when he first heard your name, came to be true:

,,Could it be that you are Mc?! I mean, from the one band that disbanded? The rookie band?!’’ Yoosung asked when the two of you saw each other for the first time.

He was hurt pretty badly to save you so his sight wasn’t the best.

But he recognized you.

And everything he said was true.

The RFA came to know the truth too.

You were one member of a band which disbanded not long ago just because you couldn’t debut.

But you, since it was your biggest dream to become a performer, didn’t give up and instead just changed companies. You kept giving your best as a solo artist.

The hard work, however, only paid off years ago. At that time, you however, didn’t know.

Instead, you kept on living your life, practicing and trying your best while secretly dating Yoosung, who put his life at risk.

And while you were giving your best to become a better performer, you also were writing your script to honor Yoosung, the one you loved the most and planned on marrying…

Jaehee

,,I’m sorry, to both of you,’’ you sighed when Jaehee asked you to open a coffee shop with her and when Jumin tried to persuade you to become his new secretary.

No one thought you would reject them.

Even worse, no one thought you would even dare to say no to Jaehee since the two of you already gave off pretty good vibes in the chat.

However, you had your reasons:

,,I am trying very hard to become a performer. To be honest, I’m pursuing the life of a motivational speaker to support, motivate, and inspire people all around the world.

I have already begun to talk in little crowds and I have a YouTube channel. I do live videos on social media…I have this dream and I won’t budge on it.

That’s why I can’t do that. I can’t work as your assistant and I can’t help you with a shop, Jaehee,’’ you said, breathing in before you gave them both a big smile.

For a second Jaehee felt angry. She felt as if someone stabbed her in her back. Was everything you said just part of your job?

But after a while, she realized that this was the real you, that you were simply made like this and that you were truly a goddess at your job.

She knew that it was her job to support you, just like you did with her.

And a few years later, you were one of the regular customers who held a meeting once a month in her shop…

Saeyoung

,,Ha, of course, she’s a multi-talent,’’ the red-haired man laughed to himself after he found out who the unknown person in the chatroom was.

The more Saeyoung found out about you, the more he was sure that being a performer was the right choice for you.

You just needed to be the center of attention of the people around you.

You were optimistic, sensitive, and creative. You were someone special and Saeyoung wanted to support you.

He could support Zen, so why shouldn’t he do the same for you?

However this time, horrible things got in the way and he couldn’t help as quickly as he had hoped.

He discovered Saeran was unknown, as well as the truth about Jihyun and Rika…

Your career was put on hold as you spent your time supporting Saeyoung, the person you fell in love with.

However, after this all ended, after the painful moments finally passed, after the emotional injuries were finally healed, your love for being a performer was finally a topic again.

And this time, your now-fiancé, made sure to support you.

He wanted to somehow try to make you boom.

,,No, I don’t want a video of me being a virus,’’ you told him back then. Your words were like a meow from a cat before the virus attacked all phones and everyone got to see a video of you…

,,Well, she went through the same as me, isn’t it funny, Mc?’’ Zen asked you in the chatroom while your cheeks were burning red.

Saeran

The first time he saw you was indeed in a video on YouTube.

He observed how the ambitious and independent young woman appeared in a video and talked about her plans for the future.

Perhaps Saeran fell for the young woman on the TV back then.

The one who was healthy and tried to achieve her dreams, tried to change her fate, and the situation he was in.

No matter what happened at Mint Eye, you were always behaving perfectly fine, calm, you knew what to say, and which words to choose.

There was nothing he regretted in choosing you.

Just one thing was on his mind from time to time.

He didn’t want you to take the elixir.

He wanted you to stay happy and healthy.

To grow as a person.

Perhaps you were fit to become a performer as you were the same person who gave him enough motivation to change, to become Ray and Saeran, and to love both.

You were the first one who loved him for who he was.

You were the real one.

Saeran kept supporting you and your dreams afterward. You were busy finding Saeyoung, but neither of you ever forgot to live for your dreams and your own well-being.

That’s what made the both of you grow as people too.  

Jihyun

He was overjoyed when he learned the truth.

You wanted to become a performer as a musician.

He was blinded by your beauty, your skills, and the way you behaved.

He could already imagine both of you playing together with your instruments.

And this was when Jihyun decided that he had to save you no matter what so that you could achieve your dreams for sure.

He didn’t want anyone or anything to happen to you because of Rika, or even worse, because of him.

Because of his stupid mistakes.

He wanted to look over you and protect you, as well as support you.

And the urge to help you only grew when he heard you playing the flute.

The dark sky seemed to glow while he kept watching over you.

And nothing changed over those three years while he was gone.

He knew, to support you wholeheartedly, he needed to be clean with himself.

He made sure to support you from afar and look at your every performance and wait for your big debut.

He was always there, even though you didn’t know…

Vanderwood

,,I understand,’’ he nodded when you told him your story.

It was a long and painful story and he wondered why most of the performers in history were always hurt so badly?

,,Will you ever try to approach your family if you should debut?’’ he asked you while cooking.

The both of you grew close over time and often ate dinner together.

Honestly, both of you were in love with each other and you both knew each other’s feelings.

But since you had a dating ban, the official statement of the both of you being a couple had to wait, at least until you had a stable name in the business.

,,I don’t think so. They hurt me pretty bad. And besides, for the case I really should come out big, they would only approach me because of the fame,’’ you said, meaning the parents you once loved, at least before they left you.

Vanderwood, at that time, realized how lonely you must have been and since then promised himself to protect you even better.

He loved you no matter what.

,,I will always support you. And I know that there isn’t ,,for the case’’, I know that you will become famous and when the time comes, I know that you will surely leave me behind,’’ he laughed.

,,I will never leave you behind,’’ you said dead seriously.

And the both of you knew, despite not saying anything, you loved each other and nothing could ever change that fact, not even your dream.

ᗰᗩᔕTEᖇᒪIᔕT

06.06.2022 // 22:47 MEST

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[marveloussupernerd]

Surprise Baby! - 707

Summary: life is full of surprises. This is one you certainly weren’t expecting. Good thing the RFA is always by your side for it all

Warnings: mentions of pregnancy, giving birth, seven’s real name, profanity

This is such a good way for me to get back into writing I smiled so much writing this

It was happening again. This godforsaken kidney stone was finally moving. You had felt it moving before: sometimes it was painful, other times it just felt weird, but this one was specifically bad. It led you curled up in a ball on your bed, whimpering in pain.

Saeyoung had been extremely busy with work for C&R lately, but it wasn’t like he didn’t check on you on these particularly painful days. Practically sensing your pain, he padded into your shared bedroom and placed a gentle hand on your side. “That’s it. You need to go to a doctor.”

You turned your head and glared at him. “I don’t need a doctor. It’s a kidney stone. They’re genetic, and they’re a pain in the ass, but it’ll be fine.”

“Fine? This has been bothering you for months.”

You could feel it moving again and let out a cry in pain. “It hurts so fucking bad.”

“I’m calling the doctor,” he said, his voice with an edge in it that let you know he wasn’t leaving any of this up to you.

Saeran came in a moment after, holding a mug in his hands. He had stayed living with you and Saeyoung after the two of you had gotten married, and he was always a happy addition. He never felt like an inconvenience, or a third wheel. He was the perfect addition to your little home.

“Chamomile tea. I thought the warmth would help,” Saeran smiled, setting the mug down on the nightstand next to you.

You murmured a ‘thank you’ and buried your head under a pillow to endure the pain.

Seconds later, the pillow was ripped off your head and your vision was blinded by the bright lights of the room. “Get up. The doctor doesn’t have any appointments so we’re going to the emergency room.”

You grumbled, holding out your hands so he could grab them and help you up, which he did happily, then threw on a sweatshirt to get ready to go. “I’m sorry I’m so dramatic,” you apologized, a wide frown on your face. “I know you have lots of work to do.”

“No worries, babe. I’m the one making you go. Jumin can wait.”

Saeran stopped you on your way out the door. “You’re gonna be okay, right?”

You grabbed his shoulder lightly, trying to ignore the wave of pain in your lower abdomen. “Of course I am. We’ll be back before you know it!”

He glanced at Seven. “Keep me updated, okay?”

Seven saluted to his brother, a dorky smile on his face. He held open the door for you and helped you to his car, a hand gentle on your back to make sure you got in safely.

Saeyoung was furious that they wouldn’t let him into the room with you. He was your husband. You giggled, rolling your eyes at him and kissing his cheek, promising to text him updates.

Your doctor had a smile on her face as she entered your room. “Hi! You’re in for lower abdomen pain, right? Will you give me a 1 to 10 for the pain?”

“Hi, sorry, my husband urged me to come. It’s been bothering me for a while now, but this is the worst it’s ever been. It comes in waves. When it’s really bad it’s about a 7. When it’s not it’s practically unnoticeable. I’m pretty sure it’s a very stubborn kidney stone.”

She scribbled a few notes. “That could definitely be it. It might be a UTI as well. Any chance you might be pregnant?”

“I mean, I might be? I have no idea.”

She finished writing then looked up at you. “Awesome. So we’re gonna have you do a quick urine sample to test for a UTI. We’ll also check to see if you’re pregnant, since some antibiotics we could put you on to help alleviate the pain may affect a pregnancy. If there’s no UTI, we’ll do a scan for a kidney stone. All sound good to you?”

“Sounds great to me. I’m just eager to get this all sorted out.”

“I can imagine why.” She handed you a cup. “I’m going to have you take this to the restroom, do a sample for me, and put it in the back cabinet. Then we’ll take it from the other side and get a quick start on the testing.”

You took the cup and headed to the restroom. Luckily there wasn’t any pain as you performed the sample and it all went by pretty seamlessly. You texted your husband an update.

Gave them a sample to test for a UTI. If it’s negative we’ll scan for a kidney stone

Your phone dinged almost immediately with a reply:

Sounds fun, I’m jealous. Keep me up to date

The text made you giggle, then stop immediately as the shooting pain hit you again. You tried your best to stay composed, hiding your grimace as the doctor came back in.

“Going through one of those waves again?” She questioned, taking note of your hunched over form.

You nodded grimly.

“We’ll, I’ve got some pretty interesting news for you. It looks like your pregnant.”

Your heart started to flutter. You hadn’t noticed any symptoms yet. You had been ridiculously stressed the past few months, causing your periods to be abnormal, so it would have been hard to tell to begin with.

“Do you know how far along?” You asked, which was a pretty stupid question in hindsight. How would she know that from just a test.

“I’m gonna send in our obgyn specialist to help you out and give you a more definite answer. Congratulations! I hope all is well. It’s likely that the baby would be the cause of any cramping and pain you may be having.”

You couldn’t wipe the tiny smile off your face. “Well that’s a relief. Thank you so much!”

There was a knock on the door as another doctor came in. She introduced herself with a bright smile. “I hear congratulations are in order. Let’s see how far along you are and if there isn’t anything we can do about some of that pain.”

She wasted no time scooting you to the end of the examination table, feeling around your lower abdomen, but she paused almost immediately.

“Is something wrong?” You asked her hesitantly.

“Have you been having sexual activity continuously for a while? Like when did you start having it frequently?”

You knew you were blushing, even though it was ridiculous to be embarrassed to tell your doctor such a thing. “My husband and I have been pretty consistently active for the past year or so.”

“Hmm,” the doctor looked almost puzzled. “I’m going to do a quick internal exam if that’s alright.”

You prepared yourself as much as you mentally could for the exam, but it was fortunately pretty quick.

The doctor took off her gloves. “Is your husband with you today.”

You nodded. You started to feel the pain again and grimaced. “He’s in the waiting area.”

“I’m going to send for him. You’re… a little further along than we thought.”

You were truly in too much pain to comment on it. In less than half a minute Saeyoung was by your side. “You had me worried,” he sighed, running a hand through your hair. “You weren’t texting back.”

He noticed your pained expression and moved his hand down to stroke your cheek. “Hey, we’re gonna be alright, ‘Kay?”

“We’re expecting,” you told him breathlessly.

“Really!?”

The doctor came back into the room, smiling, shutting the door behind her. “You’re a little further along than you may think,” she explained to your husband.

“You didn’t realize…?” He asked, turning back to face you.

You shook your head. “I’ve been so stressed with all the Rika investigations that my periods have been random and spotty for months.”

“I wish I could break this to you in any other way, but time is of the essence. Your abdomen pain is because of contractions,” the doctor explained, holding her clipboard tightly in her hands.

“Contractions?” You questioned.

She nodded curtly. “You’re about six inches dilated. We’re going to have to take you nextdoor to the hospital and get you in a delivery room.”

Saeyoung froze. “Is the baby okay?”

The doctor took a minute to find her words and speak: “I have no reason to believe the baby wouldn’t be okay. The issue is that we can’t be sure how far along they are without more tests, which will have to wait until birth. Do you drink, or do drugs of any kind?”

You shook your head. “We don’t do any of that in our house.” You had sworn away from any substance of the sort after seeing how terrified it made your husband and your brother in law. Things like that weren’t worth the issues they caused.

“That’s a very positive sign. We can get you in a bed to wheel you next door.”

You looked up at Saeyoung. “You need to call Saeran.”

His face was still one of shock, not having changed since he heard you were in labor. “No kidding. I’ll do it while I walk with you.”

As you were being wheeled to the hospital, you shakily grabbed your phone and called Jaehee. She had known that you weren’t feeling well earlier, and picked up immediately.

You tried not to groan at the beginning of your call. “Jaehee!” you greeted, your voice louder than normal due to the pain.

“Are you okay? Do you need help?” Her voice was frantic because of your alarming tone.

And then all of a sudden came the waterworks. You burst out into tears. “I have no clothes for the baby,” you sobbed.

Seven, still on the phone, held it slightly away from his ear and grabbed your hand, looking at you with concern.

“I’m fine,” you whispered, looking up at him.

“Are you okay? What on Earth is going on?” Jaehee asked, even more panicked than before.

“I-“ you shouted out a profanity at the incoming pain. “I am in labor it turns out.”

“My God. I’ll get some stuff and bring it to the hospital. Are you with Saeyoung?”

“Mhm.”

She let out a sigh of relief. “Good. I’ll be there as quickly as possible!”

Six inches dilated. Four hours to go until you could push. The good news was that you had your own hospital room.

Time remaining: 3 hours 33 minutes

Jumin leaves C&R for the day, sending his employees home. V arrives with Saeran at the hospital.

Saeran is in an extremely panicked state, but is trying not to show it.

“Congratulations! I didn’t realize it all happened so quickly,” he commented. Poor Saeran was still working on understanding the world.

“This isn’t how it works at all Saeran,” you explained, letting out a breathy chuckle. “Saeyoung and I are just awful parents and didn’t realize I was pregnant. It takes nine months for the baby to come.”

“You’ve been carrying that baby for nine months?” His eyes widened.

“Wanna come feel it?” You offered. He shrunk back into the corner. Baby steps.

V had clapped Saeyoung on the shoulder, bringing a million congratulations and, fortunately, not bringing his camera, much to Seven’s dismay.

Time remaining: 2 hours 54 minutes

Jaehee arrives with everything you could ever need. Sweatpants. Tank tops. Pajamas. A robe. Deodorant. Face wipes. Hair ties. Phone chargers. Pretzels. A speaker for music. She has four different outfits all of varying sizes for the baby. A car seat is already in Saeyoung’s car, she informs you.

Jaehee takes her spot of honor calming Saeran down.

Time remaining: 2 hours 37 minutes

Jumin arrives, stacks of wrapped presents for the baby in his hands. He sets them in the doorway for some reason. After greeting you, he subjects himself to a chair in the corner and takes out a book, using a wooden pencil to make notes in it as he mutters to himself. V makes his way to see what Jumin is doing, shakes his head, then goes to get more snacks.

Time remaining: 2 hours 12 minutes

Vanderwood shows up, extremely flustered. Saeran had given him a call. Vanderwood brings all of the things Jaehee couldn’t have possibly imagined she needed to bring: pads, nipple cream, other suspect cream that you don’t even want to know the purpose for. Everyone asks him how he knows this. He refuses to answer.

Vanderwood is oddly knowledgeable about labor.

Time remaining: 1 hour 53 minutes

Yoosung and Zen finally show up. As they walk through, Yoosung pops a party pooper, sprinkling confetti in the room, which gets him in big trouble with Vanderwood, who lectures him about the importance of sterility in the labor room.

Yoosung has decided to hold an impromptu baby shower since you couldn’t have one earlier.

“Alright everyone!” He announces, cutting Vanderwood’s complaining off. “It’s time for our first baby shower game.”

You bite your lip. “Yoosung I really don’t-“

“Nonsense! They’ll be easy and super fun. First off is guess the gender. Super easy, you don’t even have to get up,” he reassures you. He walks around the tiny, extremely crowded hospital room handing pieces of paper and pens to everyone to write their name and their gender guess on. Even the nurse in the room gets to play along.

When everyone is done, he folds up the papers and tosses them into the tube that was part of the party popper. He pats the tube affectionately. “We’ll look at our guesses after the baby comes out to see who was right.”

Jumin goes back to putting his head in his book, which Yoosung snags from him and snaps shut. “Next game is the price is right!”

“Sweet!” Seven cheers. “I love that show!”

“Everyone, but me, will get a piece of paper where they guess how much the baby item is. Are you ready to play?”

Admittedly, he is getting your mind off of this all.

“How much… is a… 50 pack of pampers swaddlers?” He asks, his announcer voice completely gone as he realizes how ridiculous the question is.

$20.99. Easy guess. Seven guesses $14.53. Jaehee guesses $16.99, Saeran says $30, Zen guesses $5, and Jumin guesses $110.

V can’t even see his paper to write down a guess.

Vanderwood, of course, for some godforsaken reason, is right on the money at $26.94.

“We’re going to go broke from this baby,” Seven whines, dropping his piece of paper dramtically. Nobody even bothers to tell Jumin his guess was ridiculously wrong, although Zen jokes that Jumin could be the baby’s sponsor and pay for all its stuff.

“Okay, that game was not a hit.” Yoosung glares at Vanderwood. “So, for our final game: pin the pacifier on the baby.”

Yoosung pulls out the “baby” with a flourish. It is a circle with two dots for eyes and another round circle as a mouth. You let out a snort.

The pacifier looks like a diamond ring, but isn’t that bad honestly.

“The baby mama gets to go first!” Saeyoung cheers, offering his hand to get you to stand up. You look to the nurse for confirmation and she shrugs, smiling at you.

You grumble about how everyone is lucky you didn’t take an epidural and you’re able to stand and move around right now. Yoosung uses Jumin’s tie to blindfold you and spin you around. You feel absolutely nauseous. Luckily your husband is right beside you, holding your arm to steady you despite Zen yelling that it’s cheating.

Jaehee gets the closest this time around, as she’s spent the better of the past three years making sure everything is perfect, regardless of if she’s in a car or on a rocking boat or has her eyes closed. It’s not very surprising.

V didn’t even need a blindfold. Saeran takes him out of the room to have a nearby doctor check to see how bad his vision has got.

Time remaining: 45 minutes

Yoosung and Zen have also taken their leave, opting to hang out in the waiting area. Jaehee is pacing, Vanderwood is speaking with the nurse, and Jumin is still muttering in the corner.

“Jumin!” You shout, catching his attention. He looks up at you and does an awkward half-wave. “What the hell have you been muttering about for the past two hours?” The contractions are getting closer and closer and your patience is long gone.

“Baby names.” He holds up the book he’s been reading. “This book is full of them with their country of origin and their meanings. I’ve been sounding them out with Choi to see what’s best.”

You turn to your husband. “If I look down and read right now I think I’m gonna vomit.”

“That’s alright, I may read them aloud for you. Adrienne. Laurel. Oliver-“

“Mr. Han, your father asked me if you could call him immediately,” Jaehee informed him. She glanced at you and winked.

“That’s not important now. We have-“

“Let me come out with you.” Jaehee led him out of the room.

Peace. Just you, your husband, your nurse, and your other nurse Vanderwood.

Time remaining: 18 minutes

“You should be good to start pushing soon,” Vanderwood observed. “Of course, you’ll need to check with the doctor first.”

Saeyoung stared at him. “I feel so uncomfortable with you getting so up close and personal with my wife right now.”

“I was just checking how much she was dilated.”

“I am begging you to let the actual nurse do her job.”

Vanderwood just stared blankly. “9 and a half centimeters,” he stated.

“Out!” Seven pushed him out the door.

Time remaining: 6 minutes

Zen jumped to his phone ringing, running to your labor room. “You rang?” He asked, slightly out of breath, hair dissheveled from stress.

“Zen!” You cheered. “The doctor is going to be here any minute and I’m going to have to go into overdrive, and all this idiot is doing is playing ‘Happy’ by Pharrell Williams on repeat. I’m about to kill him.”

“I want you to be happy!” Saeyoung giggled. You felt another contraction and squeezed his hand like a vice, causing him to yelp and shut up.

“Saeyoung, turn off the music. Zen, sing me one song before I have to push this stupid baby out.”

Zen chuckled, walking over to you and offering his hand to your empty one. “I’m not warmed up, but I’ll do my best. How’s ‘Here Comes The Sun’?”

“Literally beautiful. I’m begging you.”

Zen started to sing the tune, his face contorting as you screamed out in pain, but his notes never faltering (he is a professional after all). You squeezed Saeyoung’s hand tightly and let your other hand rest gently on Zen’s.

As his song ended, you gave his hand a light squeeze. “Thank you. Love you. Now go run off before things get messy in here.”

“If you need any of us you let me know,” he reminded you, pressing a kiss to your forehead before he took his leave.

Time remaining: 0 minutes

“Well that certainly has to be one of the fastest pushing sessions I’ve ever witnessed,” the doctor grinned, carefully setting the baby on your chest for some skin-to-skin action. “Looks to me that you have a healthy baby girl. Based on her size and general weight, it seems like you carried her to term as well.”

“Thank God for that,” Saeyoung sighed happily. He still held your hand in his own, but squatted down to get closer to your new daughter. “Hi baby. I’m gonna be your dad.”

You let out a tiny giggle. “You are her dad.”

His voice was still soft as he made fun of you: “In my defense, I didn’t know I was going to be a dad until about four hours ago.”

“And what a pleasant surprise it all is,” you cooed at your baby.

One of the nurses walked in with paperwork. “Hi Mom and Dad. You two have a name picked out?”

Your eyes widened slightly and you turned to look at your husband.

“Guess we should’ve kept Jumin in here with his list of names, huh,” Seven joked.

“Yeah no kidding. I don’t remember any of them but I didn’t think they were all that bad.” You felt kind of stupid for never even thinking about a name for the kid, but in your defense you hadn’t had much time to think.

“He’s not too bad at naming, yeah, shockingly.”

And then you locked eyes.

And then you knew.

Two hours later

“Saeran, meet your niece, Elizabeth,” you grinned at him. He got to be the first visitor in your hospital room.

Elly’s eyes were shut, but she was squirming gently. “Do you want to hold her?” You offered, lifting her up slightly.

He shook his head. “Don’t think I’m ready for that yet.”

The baby was snatched out of your arms. “Bummer, guess Elly will have to spend more time with her dad then,” Saeyoung chuckled, rocking her in his hands.

“Oh! Speaking of, Zen said I could stay at his place for a while, to give you time with Elizabeth,” Saeran said awkwardly, glancing at his brother holding the little girl in his arms.

“If you want to you definitely can. But I know Elizabeth would love to spend time with Uncle Saeran,” you grabbed his wrist gently. “We’re not sick of you and we never will be.”

“Plus I’ll need some help getting a nursery together,” Saeyoung added, turning to look at you.

“Now that won’t be necessary.” A voice in the doorway made you jump a little.

“Sorry, keeping them all back is harder than you’d think,” Jaehee said timidly, a hand on Jumin’s arm to try and keep him back.

“I gave Vanderwood my credit card and he went back to your house to get everything set up for the baby. What name did you choose, by the way?” Jumin asked, smiling.

“Elizabeth,” you grinned.

“Elizabeth Choi. It wasn’t even on my radar, but it’s a perfect name,” Jumin nodded.

Zen pushed past him slightly, entering the room. “Anyways, I wanna see my niece!”

“Please, why don’t you all come in,” you welcomed them sarcastically.

The RFA was never good at taking hints or understanding sarcasm, so they all piled into the room, cooing over the baby in your husband’s arms.

Sure she may have been a surprise, but she would be well-cared for with her giant new family.

#mystic messenger #mysme #707 #saeyoung choi #luciel choi #y’all better like this bc I am so entertained

[aryn-writes]

And we are back to over sharing to deal with my mental health

TW: Caps, Eating Disorders, Self-Harm, Depression, Anxiety

Venting Post!

I am so tired. And before you ask, yes I sleep over six hours every night. When I can, I sleep over 12. So my sleeping is not the issue.

The issue is that I have no fucking clue how to exist anymore.

I was initially trying to remain as the person that I was. They were a happyish ray of sunshine that was so good at helping people. And they did! People came to them daily to vent, get advice, or just letting them know that they are doing better. And I wasn’t doing great mentally then, but I was making improvements!

It has been over a year since we went into lockdown.

And you know, there have been good things that came out of the isolation.

I know I am nonbinary! And I was getting closer to dressing how I want!

But I am exhausted.

While I am at a healthy weight now, I have been slipping in and out of my ED habits. My family has also been continuously shitting on me for gaining weight. (if you’re curious, I am 5’4” [~162 cm] at 135 lbs [~61 kg]. I used to be at 100 lbs [45 kg]. And I would continuously dip back in double digits.) So, I have a fear that I’m going tot get bad again and that is just not something that I can handle at the moment.

I also can’t socialize, because holy fuck that shit is terrifying.

Like there are times when I can’t even talk to my family.

My closest friends? One of them messages me daily to make sure I’ve eaten at least one thing (which I agree, very kind, but I will explain why I don’t like it in a bit.) The other I haven’t talked to in months and it is so awkward when we try to talk. All the other people I used to consider close haven’t talked to me in a year, even after I would attempt to reach out to them.

I know that it is partially my fault; I am horrible at messaging and keeping conversations going is one of my weaker points, even in person. Along with that, I have been having depressive episodes more often that I care to keep track of, and I push people away and isolate myself during those times. So I get that it might be difficult to talk to me.

But there are people who I will reach out to, and they read the message and just don’t respond.

Like... I will literally say “hey! It’s been a while, how have you been?” (No response)

A week goes by

“I’m just checking in to make sure you’re doing alright” (left on read)

Another week

“Me and this person wanted to plan a small hang out online! She found this really cool website that we can play games, and we can use discord to chat. Wanna join?” (No response)

And it goes on.

For over seven months.

So if you have an active imagination and are prone to overthinking, you can imagine that my thoughts are “well shit. They just don’t like me and were only friendly bc i was dating him.” (Him being my ex boyfriend; we broke up a month into the quarantine.)

And so that kinda fucked with my anxiety even more.

I don’t blame them for not talking to me. The logical part of me understands that sometimes you just don’t respond, or maybe you forget or just don’t want to. I get that. But the part of me that has been overwhelming is pretty much like, everyone hates you and you’re a burden.

And it’s really hard to open up to the people you are close to when you feel this way.

So we come back to the close friend who checks that I’ve eaten.

He is wonderful, do not get me wrong. We became acquaintances around September 2019, and friends a few months after. At this time, I was dating my ex, who was an acquaintance to the close friend. (We are going to call the close friend Edward from here on out.)

At that time, I was struggling with my body image and my eating disorder. (Every year I go through a relapse and recovery, it fucking sucks and sometimes the relapse take over almost the whole year, but not the point right now.) One of his first memories of me is me having a panic attack because I ate a sandwich.

So during this pandemic, Edward has been messaging me to make sure I’m eating, because he doesn’t want me to get really bad again. Which is nice!

Except he doesn’t really understand mental illness.

He has been trying! Do not get me wrong, he does try. But his way of going about talking to me during a depressive episode is “Just don’t let it get to you” And “Be happy” and my favorite, “I don’t get why it’s so bad.”

😃🤡

Along with that, he gets incredibly upset when I don’t respond to his messages within like thirty minutes.

Keep in mind, I have been going through many, many depressive episodes and am constantly struggling to get out of bed and keep up with my school work. I have told him this. I have told him that sometimes I just cannot handle checking my messages and participating in conversation.

And a side note, I am in my last year of high school. Which mean I have online learning and in a few months I will be graduating. Which means I have a few classes I need to pass in order to graduate. If you keep up with most high schoolers, we have been getting an absurd amount of work with due dates every fucking day. That plus depression does not go well, and so I am very tired all the time, but since we have actual lectures instead of recordings, I keep my camera on for every single class because the teacher’s get sad if we don’t. And yes, there are classes where it is just me and the teacher with our cameras on. And yes I constantly disassociate during class and stop focusing because I forget to.

So yeah, it is fucking hard to just keep up with that, and socializing isn’t really something my brain sees as important because of the constant negative energy I receive when I do try to talk to people. So I have told him that as of late, it is just difficult to do much besides school, and things that produce any sort of serotonin or dopamine.

And he got upset that talking to him wasn’t making me happy!

Which, it does! Because he is a great friend! But he is so rude about the things involving my mental illnesses! And acts like he understands it better because he is in a psychology class! So in this state, I do not feel as comfortable talking to him since he only wants the ‘happy’ version of me that struggles to eat so that he can ‘fix’ my eating disorder and be able to feel like he did something!

But I continue to try to talk to him, because he is an only child and I am one of his only actual friends. (I really wish I was kidding, but when we became close, he told me that I was the first person to ever actually care about how he’s feeling and how he is actually doing rather than just taking advantage of his presence. He almost cried when I said that I appreciated his existence.)

And I do care about him. Edward is definitely a close friend, and I appreciate that he tries. But lately, he only does it for the validation of knowing he did something good, and it feels like he is just tired of having me around since I can’t bring myself to speak much.

So I have been trying to push myself to be a good friend to him. And I am doing what I can to pretend that I am getting better so that he can be happier. Which is just tiring me out even more.

I feel empty most of the time now, and I am so easily put over the edge. I can hide it pretty well, but it has been getting to the point where I am contemplating self harm again just to feel something.

I don’t remember how to properly do things. I am really just trying to get through every day. But it feels like I am headed straight for doom and I am so tired of it and I just want to leave!

Which in a few months, technically I will. I hope to go out of state for college (to get as far as I possibly can from all of this shit) but as I apply to more scholarships, I want to scream and cry because I have no clue how I am going to pay for college because my parents make too much money and my mother spends it all on herself so I am stressed out. I didn’t do enough extracurriculars, and I have been rejected from so many scholarships that it’ s starting to look like I might need to stay here, and I can’t do that. I just can’t.

So I have been crying and trying to escape from this shit, and I feel like at some point I might just constantly think that nothing is real and none of this shit matters, because that is on my mind more and more.

But hey! I have been reading, writing, gaming, watching anime and drawing to cope so that shit exists (even though it’s all shit so I won’t post it) and I’m making improvements with that so that is something?

I don’t fucking know lol.

I am just tired, and this was a rant. I don’t fucking care. Hope you have a good day!

#reality is often disappointing #and i am exhausted #life seems fake #depressive episodes suck #i literally can’t talk because of #anxiety #pretty sure everyone hates me #do i need tight hugs #therapy #or music #anyways #fictional characters #are the only thing really motivating me #tamaki and haruhi would not stand this #jumin and saeran would be making me get help and making sure that I wasn’t this stressed out #and there’s more but you get the gist #imma take a nap #emotional vent #depression

[mystic-hell-of-a-messenger]

My dumbass feelings on the mystic messenger characters

Saeran: my favorite, my boy, I love him. The only man I would bend my lesbian-ness for

He’s just so sweet??? I love him so much

He has mental health issues that need to be addressed and he is okay with that

He would support me through my mental health issues

He would just support me with what I want to do with my life

He’s gone through so goddamn much, I want to protect him

I love all of his alters, and I support every one

Jaehee: I love her, please give me a romantic route, cheritz

Would support me with my decisions throughout my college career and my

WE OPEN A COFFEE SHOP TOGETHER, GUYS, COME ON,,,, LET IT BE GAY

Jaehee

My love

My light

You are not a heterosexual

You are queer

Come, be queer with me

Zen: my broski

The ultimate wingman

He helps me talk to girls

Would be a lesbian protector

We have the best platonic relationship

Flirting with the homies

707: let’s commit tax evasion at the space station (for legal purposes this is a joke)

Broski, this man would also be a lesbian protector

He would make fun of me when I have a crush

But I would make fun of him too

Guys, we could build things together

I love him so much. He needs help

He’d support me through my major depressive episodes, and I’d do the same for him

Jumin: eat the rich

I’d steal from him /joke or is it👀

Is it the fact that I’ve never had positive male roll models? Possibly, but would this man make a great father?

Would help you as much as possible

Might be a little overbearing at first, but after having a conversation with him, he’d make sure to respect your boundaries and personal space

Might not be the best about his kid being a lesbian, but would want you to just be happy

Helps you with homework when you need it

Wants you to be successful in the world

Yoosung: … listen,,, this boy used to annoy me so much

…

I did not like him

HOWEVER,

After playing another story and going back to common route, I like him more

He is very supportive of mc

At least we could suffer through college together!

I feel like I’d just be his parent though,, like,,, reminding him to do homework

We wouldn’t be good because we both get depressive episodes at the same time and nothing would get done. It would be nice to not be alone though? But I don’t know

V: martyr complex looking ass

This man also annoys me, I’m sorry

He just,,, he was a jerk to his mom, and I know that he was just a kid

But I was a kid 6 months ago, and I wasn’t an asshole to my mother

And she was abusive lol (I make jokes about my pain. Laugh along with me so I look less insane please)

No, but like,,, I get his whole deal with the “I’m the only one who has to be sacrificed” because I’m the same goddamn way

But that isn’t healthyyyyyyyy

Just let mc help. Lord knows she stupid/j, but she’s trying her best

I feel bad for him . He deserves love. Just please, sir, go to therapy

That house for all the characters though

Just,, for the love of whatever, get some therapy

PLEASE GIVE US RIKA AND VANDERWOOD ROUTES!

I know I’m being greedy,,, but please🥺👉👈

#mystic messenger #my dumbass MysticMessenger thoughts #choi saeran #jaehee kang #mystic messenger ray #saeran choi #yoosung kim #707 #jumin han #v mystic messenger #jihyun kim #rika kim #vanderwood #as much as I dislike rika…… I want to see her route #she’s a little wench #but like #what could we u n c o v e r👀👀👀

[thorns-are-simps]

hi thank you for responding to my post <3. I don't typically leave requests so sorry if this is a bit awkward lol. can you write some comfort for a really dysphoric reader. like doesn't want to leave their room levels of dysphoric. preferably with he/him pronouns. again thank you!!

YES! Okay good you found the blog- can’t leave their room levels I got you that was the prompt I needed!

Mystic Messenger Characters Comforting a Gender Dysphoric Reader Part 1

For clarification: he/him pronouns for reader! The reader is a trans man.

Yoosung

That’s okay he can set up his games in your room.

He knows what gender dysphoria is, he went through a gender questioning phase at one point, so he’ll try to take your mind off of it.

He sets up a game with a customizable MC and tells you to make the avatar with him.

He tries to distract you as best he can, using games and food to keep your attention on anything else.

He repeatedly tells you he loves you throughout the day, forgetting about any college work he needed to do in favor of cuddling up with you in your bed and having fun.

He’ll hold you in his lap if you want, giving you his hoodie.

He’ll always offer up anything in his closet and drawers for you to wear if your want to.

He’ll talk to you about different trans characters he knows of in games and their backstories to show you some representation.

He tries to comfort you through showing you aren’t alone.

Your phone pinged, the sound of your phone’s text tone going off. You didn’t want to go out today, you wanted to stay in your room where no one would misgender you. But alas, your boyfriend was spam texting about a new game he’d just gotten. You hesitated in allowing Yoosung to come over, knowing he would probably not msg ended you but still not wanting him to see you. Something you’d always adore about him though was that he loved to be around you and could be persistent when he chose to be.

“MC I brought the game! You’re gonna love it! We can make the coolest hero ever and they’re gonna be great. Not as great as you but nobody is. We can even make them look like you if you want! You’re so handsome you know that? You in armor as a shinning knight… you’re already gorgeous, I didn’t know the image could get better. I’m getting flustered and red aren’t I?” He was. “Sorry, you’re just so handsome. Oh did I tell you about the trans LOLOL character they just released? He’s so cool you’re gonna love him! I brought some snacks too, you can snuggle up in my lap while we play if you want!”

Zen

You have what?

Gender dysphoria?

Your gonna have to explain it to him. If you’re don’t want to or can’t just ask him to look it up and he will.

As soon as he understands what it is at least a little he’ll directly ask you what he can do to help.

If you’re to the point you can’t leave your bed then he’ll simply get into bed with you.

He’ll hold you close, his arm around your hips and whisper to you all the things he loves about his boyfriend.

He’ll tell you about his handsome boyfriend who is gorgeous and drives him crazy just by existing.

He’ll tell you about his boyfriend who is so strong and so brave and he is so proud of you. You make his day so much brighter.

Zen comforts you in words.

He tell you you’re handsome and looks you in the eyes to tell you…

Zen was worried. He had just come home from work, having to leave soon after you both woke up and barely having time to really spend the morning with you. When he got him he usually shouted out that he was back, hoping his amazing boyfriend would hear him and call back. However that didn’t happen today. Today all he received was silence. He looked around the apartment, not finding his love until he finally checked the bedroom, seeing you curled up under the blanket and not in a good mood.

“What’s wrong babe?” He came over to try and console you for whatever you were going through but when you told him, he almost felt helpless. He’d never had to experience this before and didn’t know how to handle it. All he knew to do was to comfort you how he normally would. He slipped into bed with you and pulled you close to his chest, his arm around your hip and hand on your back. As he rest his head close to your’s he spoke in the softest tone he could, trying to be gentle. “You know how I’m so handsome right?” As much as you loved to stroke his ego, now wasn’t the time. “Believe it or not, I have a boyfriend who is even more handsome than me. I swear he could get me to do whatever he asked with one look into his eyes. I’m not sure if he knows exactly what he does to me. Every time I see him I have to hold myself back from pulling him in for a kiss. His lips aren’t always the softest but that just one more thing that makes him so… him. He’s real and he’s stronger than he gives himself credit for. He thinks sometimes that I won’t like his body after he fully transitions but… the truth is he could of come to me in any form. And his heart is what would of pulled me in. The way my prince loves me for me is why I’m here. He gets this thing called gender dysphoria which must really suck, but my prince is strong. I know he’ll make it through. And if he needs someone to lean on, he knows his faithful knight is always here to hold him up. I love you baby, and I know that my love can’t solve everything, but you know what it can do? Tell you that you’re the most handsome being on this planet. “

Jumin

You’ll have to explain it to him. If you don’t want to them he looks it up himself, feeling that whatever is making you so upset to the point of not leaving your room is very much too important to task to someone else to research.

He, unfortunately, can’t cancel his work day and makes you aware of this with a kiss to the head and a promise to be back as soon as he can be.

While he is at work and between meetings he texts you as he does research on gender dysphoria, asking you if you’d like to talk to a therapist about it, if you want to go shopping for a binder on his next day off, and if you’d want him to help you pay for any hormones and surgeries in the future.

He’ll offer to take you suit shopping as well, saying his tailor can do amazing things to give you whatever shape you want.

He also offers you his wardrobe. His clothes may or may not fit you as some of them are fit to his specific body but if there is something in there you want to try on he has no problems letting you.

He asks Jaehee to go get you a trans flag and deliver it to the apartment while he does work.

He tries his best to comfort you through gifts.

He’ll also try physical affection through kisses. Lots… and lots… of kisses.

Jumin Han was tired. Work was exhausting and he wanted nothing more than to sit in bed with you and listen to your voice. On his way into the door of your shared apartment he hears Elizabeth the 3rd jumping off something in the distance and starting to make her way towards him, as she always does when he gets home. He puts all his stuff down and feed Elizabeth, petting her head, before making his way to your bedroom. When he sees you it’s like his entire body relaxes. He undresses and puts on his pajamas, asking you how your day eases

“Did you like the flag? I looked up which one was the correct version and made sure assistant Kang got the correct size for the walls. Feel free to hang it up wherever you like. I know a tailor that will give you whatever shape you want love, I can book you an appointment with him if you’d like. He’s worked with a plethora of people so he’ll understand what you mean if you say your want to look like the man you are. I can also book you an appointment with a reputable doctor to discuss boron ones or surgery if you wish. Don’t worry about paying for anything, let me spoil you. Now come here snd let me show you how much I love the amazing man in my bed.”

Part 2

Part two will include 707, Jaehee, V, and Saeran!

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[marshmallowprotection]

Can we get an imagine with GE Saeran where the MC is just so physically tired that what she's saying doesn't make sense so she keeps calling him Ray and Saeran many times and doesn't settle on one name? I feel like he will be so endeared 🌞

GE Saeran has told you time and time again that it's okay to call him either name. You don't really settle on one or another but sometimes he gets used to you using Saeran more. It's because you haven't really told the others about what really did happen in Mint Eye, or about Ray and Saeran both. 

There's a lot to unpack with that and he just feels like it would be easier to not deal with that. There's already enough going on and he doesn't want to add on to it.

They can assume what they want and it's fine by him. He knows that you know who he truly is and that's all that he needs. He's not trying to meet anybody's expectation. He is trying to be himself and that's all that matters to Saeran.

He responds to either name now, so it's not really that much of a big deal. He technically is the both of them. So using either name is going to work. There's just this feeling inside of him that wells up when you use either name. 

It's not the same feeling for both names. He gets a different tingling feeling every time you pick one. He isn't sure why that is but he's not complaining because it makes him feel warm.

He's not sure why you would inspire these feelings inside of him so strongly. He loves you and he knows that that definitely plays into it. Still, knowing that you've been working yourself so hard lately for him at C&R to try and help as the search for his brother continues.

Like, tonight... you had dozed off at his side and he didn’t even notice because he was so engrossed with what he was doing. Your fingers were still curled into his the entire time because he learn how to work with one hand. He had a lot of help now, so he didn’t have to stress the major details. He knew that you could not sleep well at a desk.

He would’ve carried you but it was a bit of a walk back to the quarters that Jumin had allowed for the both of you. He gently nudged you until you stared at him as your bleary eyes fluttered open. You cocked your head but didn’t say anything as your sleep-addled brain got to you.

“C’mon, my love, you can’t sleep at my desk. That’s going to hurt you back in the morning... I can take a hint. Let’s stop for the night.” 

You leaned into the hand that stroked the hair from your cheeks, though your eyes started to close again. “Mm’kay, Ray....” 

He helped you up to your feet and you leaned into his embrace. You really were helpless like this but he didn’t mind. You trusted him to take care of you and it was an honor that he wasn’t taking lightly. This was a gift and he knew it. This feeling of being needed and desired was...

Everything. 

“Next time, you’ll have to tell me when it’s too much.” 

“Saeran, you’re always... aaaah... working too hard... mmm... you really need a... bedtime.” 

“I don’t suppose you’ll want to enforce one like I’m a child? Am I in that much trouble, my love?” 

“Mmm... yeah, Ray. So much trouble...” 

Saeran chuckled every time. 

You kept flickering between his names but he never commented on it. You just clung to him until he was able to help you down into the sheets. He had to go and finish off one more thing before he could completely join you for the night but he knows he would feel better if you rested. 

There was no doubt in his mind that you were something else. 

He kissed your cheek and tucked you in, turning to catch the door, only for to grasp at his wrist. Saeran glanced back at you as you smiled. “I love you, Ray... and Saeran.” 

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[amysteriousmessenger]

Rfa comforting MC who thinks that she's useless, replaceable, boring, and feels so lonely

I’m going to add Saeran and V to this because this request really spoke to me and they would Definitely have something to say about it, I’ve been there too, anon. I guarantee that neither myself nor the RFA think you’re useless or replaceable or boring! I hope I did okay! 

Yoosung Kim with an insecure Reader Headcanons 

Yoosung knows what it’s like to feel lonely, and to feel like everyone just overlooks him. He knows how much it hurts and he just cannot stand the idea of you feeling like that. He also knows all too well what it’s like to feel powerless as the youngest member of the RFA.

He’d send write you little notes in your lunchbox saying how much he loves you, or would try to draw your face in ketchup on his omurice: even though it looks terrible, he put a lot of love into it.

He’s like a little puppy, the second he notices that you’re feeling sad he’s going to come bounding over to cheer you up, whether that’s doing something you like or asking if you want to join in on a LOLOL guild expedition.

He gets easily flustered trying to convey what he wants to tell you, but everything he does comes from the heart and the fact it aches over you feeling the same way he did during his darkest times before he met you.

He specifically wants you to know that you’re not replaceable, there’s only one of you and that means you’re extra special to him.

Zen/Hyun Ryu with an insecure Reader Headcanons

Firstly, Zen absolutely worships the ground that you walk on. He never knew that someone so beautiful and perfect and understanding could just stumble into his life, which is why his heart aches so much at hearing you’re feeling so many negative things.

For a moment, Zen would worry that he had caused this with his own narcissism. He’d worry that his need to big himself up out of anxiety would have caused you to push yourself down in comparison. Which is so, so untrue. He realises that it must be... difficult for you to hear him constantly talk about wonderful and handsome he is when you’re feeling so low about yourself. He wouldn’t necessarily stop because he can’t, but he’d try to be more considerate of your feelings.

Zen would go all out to make you feel special, he’d buy you flowers, tell you how gorgeous you are and how undeserving he is of you. Zen will let you know that no one makes him feel the way that you do, ‘in more ways that one’ he’ll add in a husky whisper before flashing a cheeky smirk.

He can’t always help that you feel lonely without him when he has rehearsals, so he’d try to make the time you have together feel even more special. Whilst he wants your undivided attention and gaze, he knows it’s not healthy for you and will encourage you to reach out to friends and Jaehee specifically when you’re feeling lonely. 

When he’s at work, he can’t usually answer his phone but he’ll always answer if you’re upset or worked up and need to talk to him about it. You’re his angel and he’s not going to let you cry without being there to soothe you.

He’d also make sure you know that regardless of how pretty you think his co-stars or backing dancers are, they don’t hold a candle to how beautiful he thinks you are.

Jaehee Kang with an insecure Reader Headcanons

Jaehee knows all too well what it’s like to feel lonely, replaceable and dull. She’s treated like a tool by Jumin, both in and out of hours since he acts like her work schedule is 24/7. She feels boring regardless, and feels like her only interests are coffee and Zen’s musicals. So, she doesn’t understand how someone as wonderful, creative, and interesting as you could possibly think of yourself as boring!

Jaehee would assure you that you’re anything but boring, and would do so by listing everything she can think of that she finds unique, special or interesting about you.

If anything she’s the one that feels replaceable because of how she’s treated at work and how bland she feels overall, she knows how cold that feels inside, so she would never let you feel the same way and wants you to know that.

She also would insist on you hearing her out when she says that you’re not useless, you’re extremely competent to balance everything that you need to during the day and that she admires you for being able to do that with a smile on your face.

It turns into a little bit of a comfort cuddle and cry on the sofa because you both understand how the other one feels and don’t want to see your partner hurting in such a way.

Jumin Han with an insecure Reader Headcanons

Jumin isn’t particularly good when it comes to comforting someone, especially since he’d never really received any sort of intimate comfort before meeting you. He’d go down what he sees as the best route, which is slightly analytical and factual than you probably wanted your reassurance to be.

He assures you that you’re not useless or boring, as no one with such qualities would ever have been able to catch his attention in the way that you did, let alone catch his heart with it.

He’d feel particularly unhappy with you viewing yourself as replaceable because you certainly are not replaceable to him. You opened up his eyes and heart to so much of the world he didn’t understand or felt closed off to. His father views partners as replaceable, Jumin most definitely does not as he will not have you thinking such a thing for even a moment with him.

He does feel apologetic that he works such long hours, and would try to make some re-adjustments to his schedule (much to Jaehee’s grief) to allow the two of you to spend more time together. If you’re up for it, he would also take you away on weekend vacations to be able to relax and enjoy one another’s company without stress.

Saeyoung Choi with an insecure Reader Headcanons

Seven absolutely does not understand how you could feel that way about yourself. You’re such a wonderful person to him, you cracked through his cold shell and loved him for him, even when he tried to push you away. He feels like the useless one, you could never be so.

He just wants to pull you close, cover every part of your body in a kiss and tell you how loved you are. Seven is absolutely someone that believes he can simply squeeze the sadness out of other people, and will attempt to do that with you whilst blowing raspberries into your shoulder. Don’t trust him, if you’re still sad after you’ve been squeezed, he will move on to tickling.

If you feel boring in comparison to seven’s eccentricity, he’ll assure you that you have to be weird to have been able to put up with him for this long, and weird is never boring! He thinks you’re so interesting and funny, he loves listening to your stories and about the things you like.

Once again, Seven understands loneliness. No one has seen him for who he truly is in a very long time, so he understands how isolating that can feel so he’d make a conscious effort to see you for who you are too. 

He’d try to finish his work quicker in future so that he can spend more time with you doing things that would make you happy, such as going on a date to the cinema or for a drive in one of his cars to a cliff where you can listen to music and stargaze on the hood of his car.

Saeran Choi with an insecure Reader Headcanons 

It would probably take Saeran a little while to figure out exactly what was wrong if you didn’t tell him. He’d understand that you were upset, and would try to distract and cheer you up but he’d struggle with specifics if you didn’t explain it to him. But god, it’s hurting him inside.

He had always been the useless one and so aggressively obsessed over it after having it be driven into him so many times that even hearing you refer to yourself as ‘useless’ is a little overwhelming for him and he has to have a time out to calm down.

You were the one who saved him from such a dark place and assured him that his worth does not come from his usefulness, and that he does not need to be useful to be worthy of love, so he tells your own lesson back to you and wants you to accept the same love you offered him.

When you tell him that you feel lonely, he’d initially get a little worried thinking that he wasn’t enough for you, but once you assured him that that wasn’t what you meant, he’d be more able to help. He’d try to invite you along to more of his favourite activities such as gardening and baking, and also ask if there was anything else that you wanted the two of you to do together.

If you need a cry, Saeran would simply hold you and let you cry out everything that you need to, since he knows the damage that can be caused by bottling everything up. He’ll mutter small reassurances that you’re not boring and that he’s already had too much excitement in his life as it is, he likes you just the way you are and that you could never be replaced to him.

V/Jihyun Kim with an insecure Reader Headcanons 

He cannot believe what you’re saying. He’s always thought you were absolutely, entirely perfect. He understands that you might not feel the same way about yourself but he wants to bathe you with so much love that you forget that you could have ever disliked the person he has so much unmatched devotion for.

V would want to do something special for you, to show you how precious you truly are to him. Whilst you were out one day, he’d have gathered every single picture he had ever taken of you and hung the loose images by threads from the ceiling. 

When you’d come home, he would have come behind you and covered your eyes before guiding you into the room and presenting you with... yourself. V takes you through each picture, and god there are so many, and tells you the date, what was happening at that moment, and how he felt about you when taking that picture. 

There are so many different photographs, with so many different emotions captured; happiness, sadness, pleasure, melancholy, excitement, ecstasy, mystery... But the emotion that V always explained himself with was Love, adoration. These memories could never be replaced, and neither could you.

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[zensharks]

rfa love languages

summary: what each of the rfa members’ love languages would be (words of affirmation, qulaity time, physical touch, acts of service, receiving gifts)

characters: jumin han, zen/hyun ryu, yoosung kim, jaehee kang, 707/saeyoung choi

a/n: as i finish the other routes there may be an updated version to this coming, including v, saeran, and possibly vanderwood :]

warnings: none ^^ 

wc: 1.5k

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jumin han

giving and receiving gifts

rich mf-

he’s used to receiving gifts from his father every time he meets with him

whenever jumin sees you he’ll often have picked something up for you - small gifts that show his attentiveness and how much he cares for you

despite opening up to you much more over time he’s still wary with emotions and communication, so he shows his love by paying attention to the things you like ^^

when the two of you are out together he pays very close attention - he’ll pick up on it every time you point out something you like

(he keeps a note for these types of things)

jumin can spend hours (and i mean hours) picking out gifts for you

he often second-guesses whether he has the right idea, although it always seems to work out no matter what he chooses

quality time

jumin’s life is 90 percent work

(much to his dismay)

he’s come to terms with this as a fact, but he has a slight bitterness to this since it limits the amount of time he can spend with you

when you are together, though, his attention is only on you; work takes a backseat 

he understands that he can’t be with you all the time so when he can, he spends the time focusing only on you

you are jumin’s top priority (with elizabeth at a very close second) - even during work hours he’ll check in on you occasionally just to make sure that you’re okay

he also offers to take you on all of his business trips, he secretly feels very guilty about the frequency of these outings 

(maybe not so secretly - when it comes to you he finds it harder to hide his emotions, and he’s still not fully sure why)

zen/hyun ryu 

physical touch

very close to you. very.

this man clings to you like a puppy-

personal space? don’t count on it

(unless you ask ofc)

whether it’s holding your hand while in public, pulling you tight to him while the two of you watch tv, or holding one of his hands over yours as you sit behind him on his bike, zen always likes to be able to feel that you’re with him

when you’re having an off day it’s easy for him to tell, he’ll sit down next to you and hold his hands tightly over yours so as to reassure you that he’ll be there for you in any way he can

soft traces of his fingertips on your hand when the two of you are close :]

zen speaks through touch, saying “i love you” by pulling you into a tight embrace every time he sees you, one of his hands always holding the back of your head close into his neck

but when you hug him first--

he melts into your arms whenever you’re the first to make a move

physical touch is his expression of love, so when you return the gesture he’s reminded how much you care for him  

words of affirmation

calls you pet names alllllll the time

he’s always telling you how proud of you he is and how much he appreciates having you in his life

zen worries that you don’t feel like you deserve him or that you aren’t on the same level as him, so he constantly reassures you that you are the only one he wants 

he still doubts himself often, convincing himself that he’s only offered the opportunities he is because of his looks

reassuring him that he’s valued for many reasons apart from face value is the ultimate comfort for zen

when he’s away at a shoot that he wasn’t able to take you to, you can be sure that zen will be calling you every night that he’s away

he’ll text you telling you to not pick up the phone, just so that he can leave voicemails for you to listen to when you miss him ^^

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zen’s love languages being both touch and words of affirmation often results in the two of you wrapped up in each other, filling the silence every now and then with quiet whispers of how much you love each other 

yoosung kim 

quality time

he’ll often have you over for days on end, not wanting to let you go

you’re the only person that takes top priority over lolol :>

he’d never make you watch him play unless you asked, yoosung always gives you his undivided attention when you’re together

this man really maximizes the time you spend together

he looks at you when you speak as if he’ll forget your face when you leave

there used to be a hint of worry in his expression as he listened to you, but it faded over time as he realized that you won’t be going anywhere

his face lights up when you show up at his door unannounced, no matter the circumstance yoosung is always glad to take time out of his day to spend it with you

words of affirmation

along with quality time, he feels truly loved when you tell him

maybe not directly, but reminding him that he can trust you and that you’re proud of him makes his face flush like nothing else 

yoosung still doubts himself a lot and struggles with finding a sense of direction, so he feels a great sense of comfort when you reassure him that there’s always time to figure it out 

in all the time you spend together, the space is often filled with these small reminders for each other - yoosung feels most loved through words of affirmation so he does everything he can to return that to you

he’ll often tell you how much he appreciates and values you, you have a huge place in his heart and he needs you to know ^^

jaehee kang

acts of service

jaehee my beloved-

this woman knows work.

she’s familiar with doing tasks for others due to her job

because of her busy schedule and workload, she understands the value of helping others and showing you care through helping and completing small tasks for them 

jaehee bakes for you ehe ^^

if you were to live with jaehee, you would often be welcomed home by your favourite dessert waiting for you

it’s her favourite way of showing love - she knows exactly what you like and finds joy in making small treats for you, knowing that you’ll appreciate it

(seriously, how does she have the time)

unlike professional work, nothing that jaehee does for you tires her

the look of appreciation on your face when you return home makes it all worth it

this doesn’t only apply to her helping you out, though - 

you know that she has a heavy workload, so before she gets home for the night you often choose to complete all the mundane house chores for her (washing the dishes, making the bed, etc etc)

it’s always the same - “you didn’t need to do all this for me, it’s okay”

(she secretly appreciates it though - you can see jaehee’s expression shining underneath a suppressed smile)

she’s used to having all the work be put on her, so having others do tasks for her makes her feel cared for and appreciated - the fact that someone is willing to go out of their way to ease her workload makes jaehee feel important in a way that she’s unfamiliar with

707/saeyoung choi

acts of service

“god seven will protect you!!!!”

need i say more?

seven does the absolute most for you

if he sees you doing anything monotonous or tiresome, he’ll offer to do it for you even if he’s already overwhelmed with his work (“no! nope! nono!! that's my job!”)

he even cleans the house for you ………

occasionally he’ll ask vanderwood to let him clean instead, just so you can know that he did this for you 

the smaller gestures like cleaning and doing house chores aren’t all he does though, seven feels a heavy responsibility over you and is very attentive to your safety and wellbeing

if he feels like something is off, he’ll do whatever he feels necessary to keep you safe, instantly switching his focus to you to make sure that you won’t get hurt

physical touch

extremely clingy

if you were to sit next to him while he’s working, he’d keep his focus on his screen but silently rest a hand on your leg or hug his arm around your shoulder, pulling you nearer to him and smiling at your closeness

seven’s 5’9 ass just envelops you when he hugs you

again, he feels the need to protect you, so even if he doesn’t mean to, he’ll be holding you as tightly as he can to keep you safe

when seven makes a breakthrough in his work or when you tell him about something that made you happy that day, he’ll grab your hands and the biggest smile will show up on his face, as if to tell you how happy he is and how much he loves you without needing to articulate the words

(yes this man is not very good at making sense when he speaks)

physical touch takes some of the pressure off as it doesn’t require him to talk coherently, so he feels like he can really express his emotions without needing to force something out that isn’t genuine

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thank u very much for reading to the end, i hope u enjoyed ^^ 

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[luc606]

Holiday Shopping

just a little holiday shopping date with Saeran for @luxielle who requested saeran/ray x reader! i really hope you enjoy it! thank you @im-the-mystic-messenger for organizing everything, also shout out to @gureishi for inspiration and help ❤️❤️❤️

After everything, days like this felt equally strange and exciting. Your first Christmas with Saeran and the RFA was quickly approaching, and you had taken the day off work to go gift shopping. Knowing how shy your sweet boyfriend can be, you had let him take the lead on the Holiday Season. You weren’t sure if he would feel up to celebrating, but he surprised you by going out of his way to make plans for an RFA members Holiday party, even collaborating with Jumin on the event details. Today, he’d surprised you again by asking to join you on your day off.

“You mentioned you were shopping for gifts,” he said, his voice was calm and gentle, just a bit muffled over the phone. “Let me join you, it’ll be fun.”

You couldn’t argue with that logic, so you agreed, even though it meant you would now have to make a separate trip to purchase his gift to keep it a surprise. An hour after the phone call, you got a text from Saeran, declaring that he was outside ready for you, but that you should take your time and that he wasn’t in a hurry. You pulled on your jacket and left your apartment to find Saeran parked in one of his brother’s less flashy cars. He was wearing a silky white button down shirt with the top three buttons undone, looking effortless and beautiful like he always is. You smiled and gave him a small wave, and from the look on his face, you guessed that he was admiring your looks just as you were admiring his.

“I kind of wish we were just going for a drive,” you said. “You look so nice.”

Saeran smiled, that kind and sort of shy smile of his, and said, “We could do that.”

You considered it for a moment before shaking your head. “No, I need to get Christmas shopping done.”

“Maybe after?” Saeran said, hopefully.

“Maybe after,” you agreed.

There was something so nice about the easy about the relationship you and Saeran had settled into. He was miles away from the man he was when you first met, more sure of himself and of your feelings for him, but still with the same kind spirit. It made your heart happy to see him so sure of himself.

-

Shopping, though, was a nightmare. The coffee pot you had wanted for Jaehee was easy enough to find, but you were stumped when it came to the rest of your list. You became increasingly aware of the time it was taking as you dragged Saeran from store to store, feeling like you were wasting his day and yours.

“I didn’t think it would be this difficult,” you said as you left yet another store empty-handed. “I’m sorry. Do you want me to carry that?” You said, gesturing towards the bag containing Jaehee’s gift that he’d been faithfully carrying for you since you bought it.

“Of course not,” he said, pulling the bag out of your grasp. “I’ve got it, I promise.”

Glancing around and seeing that no one was paying attention, you looped an arm around Saeran’s shoulder and pulled him down to plant a kiss on his cheek.

“Thank you,” you whispered before letting him go.

Saeran scoffed, “Like I’m going to make you carry your own bag. Who do you think I am?”

Instead of answering his rhetorical, you took his hand and laced your fingers through his. “I’m tired,” you said.

“Does that mean we’re done shopping?”

“Should we be done shopping?”

“If you’re tired I think we should be done shopping.”

“Mm.” You considered. You had plenty of time to order gifts for Jumin, Zen, and Saeyoung online. You were already going to have to shop for Saeran another time…

“How do you feel about taking that drive?”

-

With Jaehee’s gift nestled safely into the back of the car, Saeran pulled out of the mall parking lot. You turned towards him in the passenger seat, silently admiring his looks and cool expression as he drove.

“You’re so cute,” you said, causing him to blush. “Thank you for coming shopping with me.”

“Even though we didn’t do much shopping?” He laughed.

“Even though we didn’t do much shopping.”

You reached out to touch his hair — so pretty, you couldn’t help yourself.

He glanced away from the road and at you for just a second. He said, “I’m driving.” But something in his tone told you that he didn’t mind all that much.

“I just really like you.”

He grinned, unable to keep a straight face. He’s so affected by you and your feelings for him.

“I really like you too,” he said finally. And then, almost imperceptibly, something in his expression shifted. He slowed down and pulled the car over into a little clearing beneath a large tree. You hadn’t noticed, but he must have planned this somewhat. You’d been here before to watch the stars. He put the car in park and then turned the key, leaving you missing the roar of the engine.

He turned, then, and said your name, then, “Come here.”

“Was this your plan all along?”

He grinned, a glint in his eye confirming your suspicion. “Maybe.”

#luxielle #Saeran x reader #mystic messenger gift exchange #saeran choi #ray x reader

[apenapaperandadoofus]

Oh hey! Who do you think is most to least likely to agree to get MC a pet hamster?

Ohhh that is really cute! I’m going to assume this is just the RFA in general lol

I don’t think it would be a matter of if they would give them a hamster bc honestly I think everyone would- the question is how they would ACT with the hamster :0

RFA with a hamster:

Zen:

(They’re both related to rats so family reunion? Nah I’m no pls don’t come after me pft)

I mean, he’d be pretty careful with it since he knows hamsters can be really delicate and get hurt easily

He’d practice his lines in front of the hamster, eventually having full on convos with it- it’s kind of cute

He also loves watching you play with it- and says that he can’t believe the amount of cuteness radiating from the two of you

Yoosung:

“hAmStEr?!”

He was really excited once you asked him to get one- he’s basically wanted one his whole life

They’re also literally the same thing you can’t tell me Yoosung ISNT a hamster

He’d hang out with it on the couch, while he watched TV or plays video games in general

He gets a phase where he starts making like mini-food for the hamster lol

But he actually gets pretty good at it and is making mini-everything’s, he turns into the people that make their hamsters mini houses and parks and stuff

You have as your wallpaper a picture of Yoosung holding the hamster close- every time you see it you can’t help but smile

Jaehee:

qUEEN

She quickly gets all the info about hamsters before you buy it- and make sure the place is hamster friendly

She isn’t as close to it as you but loves watching you talk to it or cuddle it

When left alone with it she’ll secretly spoil it (she has to keep you from spoiling it too much so she can’t be seen doing the same!) because she gives in easily to the hamsters puppy dog eyes (she also easily relents when you do them- there’s only two weaknesses this woman has now)

Her and the hamster will just vibe lol

Jumin:

He’s more than ready to buy you one, this man will literally get the whole freaking world for you if you ask him to

He does a LOT of research, just like Jaehee- he’s now a hamster expert

Elizabeth doesn’t really mind the hamster- at first she was a bit jealous but got happy when she found a companion. The hamster is scared shitless of her but eventually learns that big fur ball is fren

He will literally spam the chatroom with (badly taken) pictures of you and the hamster (at first it was just Elizabeth so now they’ve DOUBLED)

He finds it so cute whenever you hang out with it and cuddle close- he just thinks the two of you are the cutest beings in the world (with Elizabeth too of course)

Saeyoung:

Wasn’t really into the idea of a hamster tat first but eventually grew to love it

He says the hamster reminds him of Saeran which earns him a loud grunt and a small smack

He’s the type of person that would not only make small houses and stuff for the hamster- but also gadgets and such

Like

Imagine this man with a half robot hamster

It’ll be like that Rick and Morty episode where they give the dog a helmet and dogs take over the world-

He’ll also be the type to make obstacle courses

I saw a recent one of squid game that was really cute and funny lol, I could totally see Saeyoung doing that.

#mystic messenger #saeyoung choi #jumin han #mysme #mm jaehee #yoosung kim #zen mm #jumin mm #mm saeyoung

[anonymousbaev]

Hey!! Could I request RFA+Minor Trio reactions to MC having tiny hands?? Like they don’t realise how small they actually are until they hold them or something?🥺 thank you!!💕

Hello! This is a cute request, thank you. They kind of turned out as mini fics but I hope you enjoy!

☆ Yoosung ☆

Your relationship with Yoosung has always been affectionate, it was a wonder how he never noticed your small hands.

It wasn't until he invited you over to his place for some good old Friday pizza.

Although Yoosung insisted you to wait on the couch, you wanted to help him and assisted in taking out a few plates.

All was well until Yoosung abruptly gasped and you jumped back, "Gosh, Yoosung what is it?"

"MC, your hands!" You looked down at your hands holding three plates and raised an eyebrow to see nothing particularly that would freak him.

"My hands?... What about them?"

Yoosung excitedly took the plates from your hands and placed them on the counter before taking hold of your tiny hands with a smile.

Yoosung put both your hands against his as he compared them and finally let out a soft chuckle, "Your hands are so tiny, it's adorable."

You grinned and intertwined fingers with his as you questioned, "Really, you think so?"

He proceeded to grin with a vigor nod as he leaned forward to give your knuckles a shy peck, "I love them, I love them so much."

☕️ Jaehee ☕️

Jaehee would always be a flustered mess when holding hands with you, it was no surprise she never noticed your small hands.

It wasn't until you were helping Jaehee out at the café, and a man accidentally spilled a warm beverage over your hands.

Jaehee took you into the kitchen and ordered you to run cold water over your hands as she took out a med kit.

You sat on a stool with a tender smile, seeing how your girlfriend frantically tended to your injury, it already seemed to make the pain disappear.

Jaehee finished wrapping a thin cloth over your hand as she worriedly collected them together and took a close look.

And... the more she looked at them, they were tiny compared to hers.

Jaehee let out a chuckle as she didn't hesitate to mention it, "I never knew your hands were so small. Oh dear, I hope this won't scar your lovely hands..."

You shyly giggled as you suggested her a tip, one with much more mischief than the sweet dolly smile on your face, "They wont, if you give them a kiss."

Sure enough, Baehee was more than happy to return the favor, perhaps a little more as she returned the mischief, placing a small peck on your lips.

♬ Zen ♬

Zen, was probably the first out of the RFA to notice your small hands. And it all happened when you were over at his house, shortly after he rescued you from Rika's apartment.

You sat with Zen on the couch as you held his hands, a noticeably red blush over both your cheeks.

Zen continued to fiddle with your fingers, tracing repeating patterns. Yet, he couldn't help but notice how small your hands felt...

Zen eventually looked down and sure enough, he noticed your hands much smaller than his.

Zen let out that special laugh as he gathered your hands in his, "MC, your hands are so small!"

"Are they weird?"

"What do you mean babe?! Not at all, if anything, they're adorable!"

That, made you let out a giggle.

Zen smiled as he took your hands against his cheeks, and slightly on his lips. He gave it a small peck as he spoke in his honey-dripping voice, "There's still a lot we need to learn about each other, but I'll love every part of you MC. Always."

♛ Jumin ♛ 

Jumin found you on the couch, clearly distressed.

He placed his suitcase down and took off his coat as he carefully approached you, "Darling, is something wrong? Anything I can help you with?"

You jumped back at his sudden appearance but welcomed him as usual, "Welcome home Jumin. Sorry, I- I think I just lost my engagement ring. I looked everywhere, and I can't seem to find it..."

He sighed in relief as he calmed, knowing you were not hurt. He sat next to you and gently took you into his arms as he soothed, "That's alright. Our wedding is in a few days anyway. I can always get you a new one as well."

"It won't have the same meaning..."

Jumin furrowed his eyebrows, swirling purples in his head as he tried to brainstorm a solution. Instead, he took a look at your hands and a smile pulled at the corners of his lips.

"Your hands are dainty, they're lovely."

You couldn't help but let out a giggle at his random remark, "Thank you. Are you trying to make me feel better? It is working."

"We could look for your ring one last time."

"Yes, I'd like that." You smiled as Jumin helped you up with a small kiss he placed on your hands.

 👓 Saeyoung 👓 

The sizzling noises of the sweet combination of eggs and oil on the stove practically allured Saeyoung into the kitchen.

You noticed him as he quite adorably wrapped his arms around your waist and dug his face into your neck.

"Morning Sae, breakfast is ready soon baby."

You heard him mumble, shifting his head on your shoulder, he looked over to see your small hands gracefully flipping eggs with the pan.

"Whoa, wait. Hold on MC... your hands-"

"My hands?"

Saeyoung straightened up, instantly wide awake as he compared his much larger hands next to yours.

"Your hands... are ... so... tiny... it's ... adorable." He proceeded to chuckle with mischief, placing small kisses, anywhere he could reach.

You rolled your eyes with a firm warn, "Saeyoung, please, no pranks. It's seven am right now-"

"Aw babe, don't be like that. I might- or might not have a few pranks planned for you later on. But not now, I mean it~ your hands are adorable. Look how tiny they're compared to mine ;)"

♧ V/Jihyun ♧

"Darling, do you mind getting me a few brushes from the other room? My hands are a bit messy..." V looked down at his hands splattered in paint, a variety of colors beautifully jumbled together.

You nodded with a smile and briefly brought back a metal can of brushes in your small hands.

V smiled with a thanks and helped you place it down. V noticed that he left a few traces of paint on your small hands in the process and apologized as he handed you a towel.

"MC, I've never noticed that you had small hands."

"Oh... yeah. They can be a bit of a bummer sometimes."

You watched V as he raised an eyebrow, a smirk slowly beginning to form, "I think they're beautiful though."

"Really?"

"Of course, may I?" V offered to take your hand as you gave him a nod of approval. He gently pulled you closer to him and painted over your hands with a brush, sending you tickles in the process.

V pressed your hand over his work, leaving your small handprint with a wonderful gradient of vivid colors.

🌚 Saeran 🌚

Saeran and you excitedly decided to try the new ice cream parlor in town. Always, when walking together, you had your arms linked around Saeran's.

After all, it wasn't too far into your relationship yet and you would never force anything onto Saeran.

Today however, perhaps thanks to his upbeat mood, Saeran took your small hands with his as you strolled down town.

As much as you tried to hide it, the smile on your face wouldn't fade as you felt Saeran nervously fiddle with your hand.

But wait, hold on.

Your hand was probably only a half compared to his, and Saeran quite obviously raised your hands.

"Saeran? Is something wrong?"

"No nothing's wrong. It's just- your hands are small..."

Saeran continued to stare at your hand in awe and you could swear his ears turned into a shade of pink and the corners of his lips pulled slightly.

"Forget it, c'mon."

"Wha-"

Heck yes Saeran loves your hands, although he wont openly show it.

🧸 Vanderwood 🧸

The room was dim, but the sunlight coming through the blinds was enough to make out the lovely features of your boyfriend.

You lay next to him in bed with a smile as you affectionately traced over his nose. But sure enough, that woke Vanderwood up with all his previous years of training.

His eyes slowly opened and he took a look at you once, then at your hands, back to you, and again at your small hands wrapped in his much bigger ones.

He began to mumble to which what you heard was barely understandable. But you caught a few of his words, "Your hands are small... they're cute..."

"Huh? You think my hands are cute? Vand? Can you say that again? I couldn't hear it properly~"

"...You're already so chatty from the morning. Just come back to bed."

Vanderwood smiled as he dragged you back to lay on top of him.

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[juminsmysticmc]

Hello dear friend! Glad to hear about your exam, so happy for you! 💕

So for my request, I wanted something about Agent Saeyoung & Agent Vanederwood coming home injured and Mc is taking care of them!(saeran would also help I think)

Love you! ❤

Saeyoung/ Vanderwood coming home injured

Hello! Thank you so much! And I loved your request! I hope you like my idea! Please tell me your opinion!

Saeyoung

,,I hate it,“ Saeyoung sighed as he pulled the trigger, shooting the man who called him to this dark basement once more. It was some task from the past, when he was still at the agency.

The red haired thought once he could leave the agency, he was free for real, but it wasn’t like that.

Instead, he got more than one warning from the person he was just killing, putting his family in danger.

And so, after a lot of worries, Saeyoung went that step and arrived at the place to fight.

He came armed, but he never planned to kill so many. Too many.

Maybe they were married, had a family, or just became happy and he killed them.

Another sob left his mouth as he looked around. Everyone was bleeding out, dying in front of him and Saeyoung couldn’t find the answer to his question: could I have done something different?

It was either keep his hands clean and put you in danger, or him killing people and protecting you.

Suddenly, the red haired man felt a stabbing pain in his thigh, making him hiss at the pain he suddenly felt.

When he turned around, shocked, scared, and surprised to check what happened, he could see a man supporting his upper body with one hand, while the other one was holding the knife.

,,I didn’t know they were planning to kill you,“ he suddenly cried, throwing up blood.

,,If I knew, I would have stayed with her. She begged me to stay,“ the man sobbed and then died.

,,I know, buddy,“ Saeyoung whispered in agony.

,,I know,“ he said as he broke down.

Afterwards, everything else happened pretty quickly.

Saeyoung dragged himself towards his car after he got rid of the evidence and hurried home to where only you were supposed to stay. You and the children were staying with Jumin, safe and sound from any danger.

The man opened the new lock he installed before he closed the door, slowly stepping in and checking to see if someone broke in while he was gone.

When he then suddenly heard footsteps, his heart stopped beating.

He quickly pointed the gun towards the door where he heard the footsteps come from, waiting to check if it was perhaps his brother. Instead, he got to meet your teary eyes, something he didn’t expect.

,,Mc?! Why the fuck are you still here?“ he hissed, adrenaline shooting through his body as he ran towards you.

,,You’re injured,“ you sobbed instead of answering, hugging his bloody body.

You and Saeran quickly tended to his injuries as he glared at his brother for allowing you to stay at home to wait for him.

,,What if I was someone bad?“ he asked you, gasping because of the burning feeling on his skin.

,,I saw you from the CCTV,“ you answered, looking in his eyes.

,,Do you really think I could have stayed with Jumin while you were fighting?“ you asked him.

Saeyoung didn‘t respond but observed how you put some disinfectant on the injury, blowing it a bit to prevent the burning from getting worse.

,,And the twins?“ he asked you, his voice was trembling as he saw how deep his injury was. It would have killed his daughter for sure.

,,At Jumin‘s place. I also gave them all pictures like you told me, as if they weren’t ours,“ you told him.

The bandage was missing before you finished tending to him and took him in your arms, stroking your face as Saeran gave you some privacy and called Jumin to inform him instead.

,,I was scared to death,“ he said before you fell asleep. All you could do was agree with him…

Vanderwood

,,First, I will kill her and then you will die,“ the man laughed at Vanderwood.

Suddenly, the man had your bloody body next to him. Behind him, even more people were on the ground.

No matter how hard he tried to yell, his voice didn’t seem to reach the man.

No matter how many prayers he said in his head, nothing seemed to change.

,,Vand-” someone seemed to call him.

,,Vanderwood!“ you repeated.

The man opened his eyes and gasped.

He felt something wet and cold on his forehead and his whole body was hurting and throbbing.

,,It’s okay,“ you whispered. Your soft but trembling hand stroked his cheek and suddenly he realized - he was laying in his bed.

,,You’re running a fever, but Saeran and I tended your wounds,“ you said and he could hear you smiling.

,,Saeyoung?“ he groaned.

,,He‘s well. He’s sleeping too, but he didn’t get shot like you. What the hell were you doing?“ you sighed and kissed his hand.

,,I‘m bloody,“ Vanderwood whined and tried to pull his hand away. However, he was too weak to be able to do anything.

,,I washed you when Saeyoung arrived with you in his arms. I thought the worst happened, but you are alive.

We tended your wound, I washed you, and laid you back in bed. Drink this while you‘re awake,“ you said and quickly passed him a glass of water and some pain killers.

,,My hands are soaked with blood,“ he whispered, before he drank the water you prepared.

,,They are so that children don’t have to fight instead. They are soaked in blood because you protected others. It hurts, but you‘re alive and fighting,“ you whispered and kissed his lips again.

You knew that he was in great pain, but you also knew that he would be able to overcome this pain.

And if he didn’t, you would make sure to support him.

Luckily, his fever quickly went down again and the wound he had didn’t get infected either.

You made sure to wash him and put a new bandage on him regularly.

Sometimes you were even allowed to feed him. He was worried sometimes and you saw, but Vanderwood was doing great at healing. He smiled again, teased you, and kissed you.

He enjoyed being in your care and you could see it.

ᗰᗩᔕTEᖇᒪIᔕT

16.05.2022 // 21:31 MEST

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[marveloussupernerd]

Okay. So I’ve got this cold sore on my lip and it suuucks. SO that got me thinking.... what would be the RFA+v+saerans repsonse to MC getting a cold sore and denying them kisses until it’s gone because MC dosent want them to get one either....

I have a million things I should be writing but like... I think I’m getting a cold sore too! So this is super appropriate for both of us JSJJS

Mmmm I think imma do this headcannon style

RFA+V+Saeran’s Reaction to you getting a Cold Sore

Zen

You can tell you’re getting a cold sore

You can feel that stupid familiar tingling feeling

Damn

Zen got home from his run

You always like to greet him at the door with a kiss when he gets home

You wrap your arms around him and opt for a hug instead. He’s sweaty but whatever

“Uh... what’s this?” He asks

You’ll feign ignorance! “What’s what Zen?”

“You... you always kiss me when I get home.”

He’s trying not to show his disappointment

“Oh. Well, I have a cold sore. So, I can’t.”

It’s the first time you’ve had one during your relationship

He grabs your face, trying to trap you to give him a kiss

You’re pushing him away with all your might

“You can’t! Zen, you can’t! Your fans would KILL me!”

You slip out from under his grasp, running to the other side of the room to put space in between the two of you

He pours. He looks absolutely crushed

“H-how long do they usually last?”

Yikes.

“Uhm... like a week?”

He nearly faints

“You’re kidding.”

You’re not kidding though

He really looks like he’s about to cry

You can’t even go down on him to make him feel better, a real shame

I’m sorry it needed to be said

He takes a seat. Is he seriously feeling faint right now?

“Can you go to a doctor and get it fixed faster? I can’t... I can’t wait that long.”

Oh Zen

Why would you go to the doctor for this it’s really not that big of a deal

He buried his face in his hands

“I need a cold shower”

Zen is a wreck. He can’t kiss you. He can’t touch you because if he does he’ll want to kiss you. He has half the mind to stay in a hotel for the week so he doesn’t tempt himself. You don’t let him

Yoosung

It was game night

You went over to Yoosung’s every Saturday to have a game night together. It was really sweet

But this time you were spotting a large cold sore on your lip

It made you self-conscious honestly

But, whatever. He would understand!

You walk into his apartment, deck of cards in hand

“Hi!” He comes bounding over to you, grabbing the cards from your hand and setting them on the table. “I missed you.”

You give him a hug. “I missed you too Yoosung.”

It doesn’t take him long to realize the sore on your face

He doesn’t want to bring it up

You can tell by the way he keeps glancing at it, then looking away just as quickly

“I have a cold sore,” you explain awkwardly

“Does it hurt?”

You laugh a little. “I mean it gets dry sometimes and that’s not pleasant but it’s not too bad.”

“I can always kiss it better for you!”

Yoosung, Honey

“Actually, if you do that then you’d start getting them too”

“Okay. And?”

“I’m not letting you do that,” you sighed.

He looked up at you, with puppy dog eyes. “But... really?”

“I’ll probably be all better by next game night. They don’t last too too long,” you shrugged simply

He nodded, then kissed your cheek. “I guess that’ll have to do for now?” He asked

You chuckled, nodding. “Exactly. I promise I’ll make up to you next time”

Yoosung isn’t that bad about it since he can kiss you on the cheek, and you’ll be all better in a week

Jaehee

You could feel the cold sore forming as you worked

It’s so annoying how you can just tell they’re forming

After closing, you and Jaehee like to sit and have coffee and debrief

“Today was a very successful day I’d say!” Jaehee exclaimed cheerfully, setting down your mugs at one of the nearby table

You go to join her

She leans in to give you a sweet peck on the lips, but you step back

She looks confused

“I have a cold sore forming,” you explained

“Oh” is all she says

“Yeah...”

She takes a seat. “Is there anything I can get for you to help? Some cream or something?”

She’s the best girlfriend ever

“Actually... I do think I ran out of the stuff I put on it to numb it. You wanna go to the store with me after we finish these drinks?”

“Of course! That way you can show me exactly what it is so I’ll know for the future.”

She’s so respectful and sweet

And if you don’t want her to kiss you she won’t until you’re feeling all better

Jumin

You always give Jumin a kiss before he goes out the door to work

You’re tying his tie for him, getting ready to send him out

“Just so you know, I have a cold sore, so I can’t kiss you on your way out,” you mention casually

“You get cold sores? I wasn’t aware.”

You hadn’t had one since you had gotten married

You shrug. “I’ve had them most of my life.”

“And if I kiss you I’ll get them too?”

You nod

“Okay. And?”

He says it like you’re missing out on something startlingly obvious

“And what?” You ask, confused

“You’re my wife. I don’t care if I get them. I want to kiss you goodbye.”

You straighten his tie

“I won’t let you,” you say stoically.

“Really?” His face falls. “But we’re married. We share everything. Even cold sores.”

“I am protecting you from like a disease”

“Well,” he sits down on the edge of the bed. “I won’t leave until you give me a kiss”

“Jumin, don’t be a child,” you roll your eyes

“I think I’m being very mature,” he explains, a glimmer in his eyes

You look away from him

“Stop it! I can’t.”

He gets up, walking over to you, convincing you to turn to face him

His lips are inches from your own

“I’m telling you you can”

Jumin gets cold sores now.

707

You’re literally already kissing

You didn’t even realize you had a cold sore

He pulls away slightly

“Is that a cold sore?”

Your fingers drift to touch your lip. It is a cold sore

“Yes... I didn’t even realize,” you confess

“Damn,” he remarks

Then goes back to kiss you?

You pull away

“What? No. I can’t kiss you. I have a cold sore.”

He looks so confused

“We already kissed”

“That was an accident.” You crossed your arms

He sighs

“I probably already got it”

“But what if you didn’t!?”

“Can’t we just kiss? We already did. It’s fine.”

“You need to go, wash your mouth or something!! I don’t know. I don’t want you to get them. They suck.” You’re pushing him towards the sink

He surprisingly complies

But over the next few days he comes up with ways to get you to accidental kiss

Man pretends to faint so you can give him mouth to mouth

Eventually you do forget

Luckily though, Seven doesn’t seem to get cold sores. God Seven must be immune

V

V is one of the sweetest humans in this universe

Still, you feel bad inviting him over when you have a cold sore and can’t kiss him or anything

“Hi Sweetheart,” he greets you, bouquet of flowers in his hand for you.

“Aw, Jihyun! You didn’t have to be so sweet”

He goes to kiss you but you take a step back

“I have a cold sore. I’m sorry,” you frown

“Oh. Aren’t those annoying? I get them too”

V gets them too?

News to you

“I have some medicine that helps them go away quicker actually. You should’ve told me. I would have brought it! I can run back home and grab it if you’d like” he offers

He’s too good for this world

“You can do it tomorrow! I just wanna cuddle and watch a movie tonight”

“Okay”

He puts your flowers in a vase for you, silently

Takes him a while to speak up

“So... if I get them too, does that mean I can kiss you?”

Well... only if he wants to risk getting a new one of his own

“I guess... but you’ll probably get one then”

“That’s worth it,” he whispers, pulling you in for a kiss

V doesn’t have to worry much about cold sores since he gets his own

Saeran

Poor precious boy

He doesn’t get it when you say “I have a cold sore”

He’s cuddled up with you, looks up at you

“And? What does that have to do with anything?”

You have to explain that it’s contagious

And you don’t want to give him it :(

“How bad could it be though?” He asks

“It’s annoying. And it looks bad. And sometimes it gets dry and cracked and hurts. And then you have to worry about giving it to other people,” you explain

Nobody’s ever explained cold sores to him

He nods

“I’d be honored to get cold sores from you”

Saeran no

You shake your head firmly. “I’m not letting you”

“But-“

“No buts. No kisses.”

He sighs

Rests his head on your shoulder. He seems to be faking that he’s extremely distressed

“Kay. But you’re gonna have to make it up to me later when it goes away.”

Keeps a tally of all the times you two would naturally kiss

So that you can make them up exactly

He’s a baby

He’s pretty good with accepting the fact you can’t kiss him, but he makes sure to make up for it once the cold sore goes away

#mystic messenger #mysme #headcannons #Jumin han #v #zen #Yoosung kim #Jaehee kang #707 #Saeran #darling-aries

[kira-fluff]

Hello! Have you done headcanons for a MC that is a really good artist? Like, that's what she loves and hopes to make a career out of it? (For the RFA, V, And Saeran?) thankyou! Bye bye! \ ^-^ /

a/n: I LOOOVEE this idea! As a passionate artist myself, this one hits home :) As you probably know, I’ve updated my rules, since you specified 2, I will pick 2 from the RFA :) Again, let me know if you’d like to have different characters than the ones I picked! I went for MC instead of Y/n this time. Let me know what you think. Thanks! 

Also, this is pre-relationship and it may or may not have turned into a confession headcanon oh gosh 

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MC is an Artist +Confession bonus 

V +bonus confession 

As a fellow artist, V would be incredibly proud of you 

Even though he might sometimes have trouble saying it 

V has always showed actions above his words 

You’d quickly gathered this from his lack of communication with the RFA chat and text messages between the two of you in general 

But you understood him, in a way 

You related to the freedom he felt whenever he expressed himself through his photography 

Because you felt that same feelings when you painted 

You were incredibly inspired by Beatrix Potter, your memories of her various artworks inspiring you to do the same 

You adored nature just as much as V did 

Together, you both made a beautiful pair 

You wore an adorable flower-patterned, yellow sun dress

A beige sunhat you held to your head with a hand, carrying your brushes and paint palette

Him, dressed smartly in a sweater with khaki pants 

 V could carry your easel for you, his professional photography bag slung around his shoulder. 

You’d laugh, turning around to look at him, the wind blowing in your face, urging him to “Come on!” 

V had never thought you more beautiful than the time you’d accidentally tripped into a meadow of freesias, scattering them every which way 

You gasped, whipping out your pocket book, etching down the scene before you 

After a measurable silence, you looked over at V who had been quiet in taking pictures of you 

He keeps many copies of the pictures, putting one in his wallet and other places he’d look frequently just to make him smile 

He’d never let others besides himself see them, but they were the most beautiful photos he’d ever taken, and this not just by his standards of your beauty 

You sometimes would catch yourself sketching him during your time outside with him, sitting in a quiet pasture 

The world’s creatures were your muse, but you couldn’t help yourself from taking every opportunity to capture V’s every expression

And maybe that’s when you realized you were completely and utterly in love with him. 

In those quiet times in the meadows, all along you were in love with him. 

When you’d caught V taking candids of you, you always would beg him to delete them, which he begrudgingly would, if you really begged him 

But.. other than that, you were positive V had no real feelings for you outside of a deep friendship. 

That must’ve done it. He knows.  

Because suddenly, V had become incredibly distant, flaking out of your naturalist escapades, becoming increasingly difficult to come in contact at all..

it was all pointing to the fact that he had realized how deeply you loved him. 

You in turn, pushed away everyone around you. 

Rejection hurt. So much. One does not truly understand it until they’ve felt it themselves. 

It came to a point where you had no more tears left to cry, you knew he was gone forever. 

Your love, your inspiration. 

All was gone. 

You hadn’t touched a paint brush in months 

You’d been skipping meals for a while, beginning to feel more and more fatigue because of it. 

It came to the point where all in the RFA (except V) had become so worried about you that they’d sent Jaehee and Yoosung over to check on you 

You couldn’t remember the last time you’d checked your phone 

Your blinds and curtains had been shut for a subsequent amount of time. 

It had been weeks since you’d last changed your clothes, your hair was unkept. 

You stopped taking care of yourself completely, emptiness overtaking you. 

You had always had a dream of making artwork your career.. but just when your freelance career had begun to take off.. you lost everything. 

You couldn’t bring yourself to touch your paints or pocket book. It reminded you too much of him. 

You weren’t concerned about money, Rika’s apartment was already paid for and… well, with no real meal expenses, you didn’t feel any real purpose to continue. 

You heard a soft knock on the door. 

Instead of answering, you groaned, rolling over in your sheets – hoping if you ignored the knocking they’d assumed you weren’t home.

Any last grain of hope you’d had left you a long time ago. 

“….MC?” 

You slowly sat up in your bed. It was Yoosung. 

You instantly felt shame for ignoring them.. and looking, well, like this. 

“I’m coming in!” Came a loud shout, causing you to panic. 

Damn. Seven must’ve opened the apartment.  

Seven was concerned for you, given the surveillance footage, he couldn’t find almost any instances when you’d left your apartment. 

Given your apparent closeness, Seven shot a text to Yoosung, Jaehee, and of course, V. 

Yoosung and Jaehee replied in agreement and concern, V, however, said something very different. 

// V:  I’m sorry. I can’t go. >> [sent, 6:08am]

707: I thot the 2 of u were rly close. Did sth happen? >> [sent, 6:09am]

V: I’m selfish. I can’t see her anymore. >> [sent, 6:29am] 

707: ? >> 

707: > [sent, 6:29am]

read, 6:32am. //

You began to cry, embarrassed and ashamed, as Jaehee and Yoosung called your name throughout your hollow feeling apartment. 

Immediate concern covered their faces when they saw you teary eyed in your bed. 

“Oh, MC, hey, it’s going to be okay.”, Jaehee immediately held your head in her arms. 

She ordered Yoosung to get some food from your local convenience store

From there, she opted to begin cleaning you up. 

Jaehee didn’t want to force you to do or say anything, so she never asked questions – unless to ask whether you were comfortable taking a shower or perhaps, eating something later. 

You were not opposed to the help, rather, you felt indebted to them, feeling guilty for causing Jaehee, Yoosung, and likely Seven a great amount of trouble. 

Jaehee made quick work of stripping your bed sheets, stuffing in the laundry and opening the blinds, cleaning your room and dusting where necessary 

A part of her chastised herself for not doing so sooner, but she and the others were afraid that they’d be intruding on your right to take a social media break or something of the sort. 

Yoosung came back relatively quickly, a meal in hand, per Jaehee’s request. 

He made quick work of making his specialty – an omurice omelette. 

Jaehee continued to tidy up, checking up with you when she’d realized the apartment had gotten too silent

You at last stepped out of the shower, your hair taking on a glimmer, as if thanking you for taking care of it at last. 

You washed your face, trying to gather your thoughts as your shoved a crew-neck shirt over your head, opting for jeans and slippers as well. 

At last coming out of the bathroom, you at last made eye contact with Yoosung and Jaehee you began to cry again. 

Without hesitation, they rushed toward you for a hug, hushing you when you’d blubbered, “I’m sorry, thank you, I’m so sorry” in between dry heaves. 

After a quick call to Seven from Jaehee, Zen, Jumin and Saeyoung had made their way to your apartment as well. 

They each had their piece to share, kind words of encouragement and love. 

You were happy by their words, but… 

V wasn’t here. 

At last gaining confidence through their encouraging words, you ushered them to the large sofas that laid beneath your TV. 

Looking down, you said, “I-I’m sure you’re all wondering about V and I..” 

You didn’t dare look up when your sniffles began. 

You took a deep breath before beginning, “This is nothing to his fault, but….” your lip wobbled, “I believe.. I think he realized that I had completely fallen for him,” you laughed pathetically, “Still am”

Seven began, “MC–” 

“I don’t blame him, really, I never intended to tell him… it’s awkward.” 

Zen clenched his fist, “That asshole…” 

“And my friend” Jumin quickly rebutted. 

“P-please! I didn’t tell you this to make you dislike him or anything! I just felt like I owed you all an explanation…”, you begged.

Seven stared at you for a while before saying, “MC… V he’s– I think you should tell him properly.” 

Zen, ever the hot-head, stood up shouting, “And get her heart broken all over again?! How heartless can you be!” 

You smiled ingenuinely, “He’s right, Zen.” 

Before you could change your mind, you picked up your phone, and for what felt like years, you at last dialed V’s number. 

On the last ring, you heard sound that the caller had, picked up though there was no sound on the other line. 

Jumin and Yoosung ushered everyone out of the room, deciding to take a little stroll outside the apartment complex. 

After a moment of silence you started, “…..V?” 

You now heard him breathing on the other line.

“V, I know you’re there. Please…” You felt your voice wavering, “P-please… come to my apartment.”, you whispered a final, “please.” 

V was silent for what felt like hours before saying, “……..okay.” 

You hung up, attempting to mentally prepare yourself for the world of hurt you were about to endure again. 

After a long silence in which you’d zoned out, you suddenly heard the door bell ring. 

You glanced up. Only V ever used the doorbell.. always had. 

You slowly crept toward the door, taking deep breaths to calm your nerves. 

Gently opening the door a crack, you took in V. 

It had been a few months, but he looked so different. So…hollow. 

You moved for him to come inside, closing the door behind you. 

“Um, V, there’s something I need to tell you.” 

“You already know my answer.” 

You looked up, tears welling in your eyes, doing your best to ignore his statement. 

“V… I love you.” 

You’d never seen V so taken aback, his whole face grew pale. 

“Y-you love me?” 

“Have. For a long time.” 

You looked down, “You can go now.” 

Yet you didn’t hear a sound of movement. 

Looking up, V was still standing there, shocked. 

At last, you managed to hear the softest whisper, “All this time….”

You leaned in closer, “What?” 

“I- I loved you.. I love you. Since we’d first met. I-I thought you didn’t want a thing to do with me. Thought you’d figured out I’d fallen in love, so I distanced myself.. selfishly to try not to get hurt, but I still did. And all this time you felt the same.” 

You were now the stunned one. 

“Really?” 

V gently smiled at you, enveloping you in a tight hug, “Really.” 

Jumin +bonus confession 

You loved to create stories 

Various areas of fiction, watercolor splashing against crisp, white pages 

Telling a beautiful story in color 

And Jumin adored it. 

He adored you. 

He admired your deep passion to create and your love for everything. 

He couldn’t understand how you could see the beauty in everything around you… for Jumin, he tended to consider things in their degree of usefulness. 

For the longest time, his father and those around him had encouraged this mentality 

And so, Jumin rarely sought for things that would have no real purpose – his penthouse proved this point by its bare walls – void of artistic charm

It wasn’t until you’d met him through the RFA that you’d immediately brought a force of color into his life 

He remembered well the first time you’d come to his apartment 

You gently ran your soft fingers against the walls of his penthouse saying, “Mr. Han, I think you need some more color in your house. It looks like a hospital in here!” You turned to him, a playful smile on your face. 

The breath was knocked out of him. 

God, he could never say no to you. If you’d ask, he’d get you anything you’d ever need. 

But he loved that you didn’t appreciate that kind of affection. Jumin knew he immediately ran to gift giving for love because it was the only way he had been shown love throughout his life…. and, it didn’t really mean anything to him. 

Still, he desperately wanted to be helpful, so if you were ever in a financial struggle, he’d offer to assist you. 

You’d proudly decline, declaring you could do it all yourself. He liked that about you too. Your independence, your kindness. 

It didn’t take long for him to realize he had taken to you greatly. 

One day when you’d come over for a visit, while petting Elizabeth III, you said, “Hey, Jumin.. have you ever fallen in love before?” 

Tension filled the air while Jumin stared at you. 

How could MC be so blind. 

When it had been a few moments he’d not answered, you awkwardly said, “J-just kidding! I figured you’re probably engaged – that was a stupid question, sorry..” 

Jumin was stricken by your sudden uncertainty, but didn’t make anything of it. 

“I’m not engaged. Don’t listen to anything my father says regarding that. And to answer your question, I think I might have an idea of what that feels like.” 

His eyes bore into yours, but he of course missed the look of sorrow that’d taken over your eyes.  

He’d watch you paint all day if he had the time. 

He couldn’t understand how you could look at a blank sheet of paper and write something so poetically beautiful and paint a lovely picture to match 

It was all a part of his amazement of you. 

He could watch you for hours, humming to yourself while you played around with contrast colors for your watercolor pieces 

No other art had value quite like your own 

He encouraged you at every chance he got, “MC, you should go into the arts.” 

“That’s what I want to do! But, Dad says the arts aren’t a realistic job.”, you frowned. 

“That may have been true in some outdated decade, but in our world today people are always looking for something hand-made and authentic. When we research our products, we look for items that have a ‘signature’ to them. Trust me, people want your art not only because it is breath-taking.. but because you made it.” 

You smiled at that, Jumin was always one to put a rational thought forward for your consideration, something you’d cherished. 

“Besides, I think you’d be happy anywhere you can create.” 

You grinned, pulling him into a tight hug, “Thank you, Ju Ju.”

Staying close friends became increasingly difficult, but Jumin wasn’t going to risk losing his friendship with you because of feelings. 

So you surprised him when you began randomly, “Jumin, I think I’m in love with you, okay?” 

You made eye contact, doing your best to show you were serious. 

As soon as he realized you were authentic in your confession, you turned around and began sprinting, flying open the door to his penthouse 

Jumin immediately chased after you, both in a full sprint 

You screamed when you heard his breathing and steps behind you and so increased your speed 

You had at last reached a dead end, but Jumin was a ways behind you. 

You reached for the elevator button, furiously clicking it – thankfully it came on the first ding. 

You rushed inside, repeatedly tapping the door-closing button. 

You sighed at last when you felt the elevator moving up, gasping for air. 

You attempted to continue going up to the highest story, which happened to be 320, grateful that this damn skyscraper had a ton of floors. 

You froze when the door came to a stop at floor 13. You panicked, trying to force the doors not to open. 

In front of you was a random businessmen, looked slightly peeved at the long wait he must’ve had for the elegant glass elevator. 

You apologized, allowing him into the elevator along with a crowd of impatient people, some gorgeous women with a smart suit and long hair, their phone resting on their cheek next to their ear, some more businessmen, glancing anxiously at their watches. 

As the elevator climbed to floor 21, a heap of people acknowledged their stop, pressing out of the elevator shaft and onto the busy hallways of what appeared to be the finance department. 

You sighed, pressing more buttons to go up higher. 

You screeched when you felt a hand on both of your wrists, slamming you into the wall behind you. 

Jumin’s eyes were glowing from the slight sweat that was beginning to form on his brow 

He looked pissed. 

“Don’t. Ever. Run. Away. From me. Again.” 

You gazed up at him, a guilty expression clouding your face 

“S-sorry..”, you quickly looked away, not bearing to look at the anger in his expression, the way he clenched his jaw and his eyes took on a darker hue… brows knit together. He was really mad. 

“You didn’t let me answer.” He said, his voice deep. 

He leaned in closer.. you closed your eyes in anticipation. 

He breathed a laugh through his nose, resting his forehead on your collarbone and shoulder. 

You blushed in embarrassment. 

Suddenly, Jumin hugged you tightly, “I love you too, MC.” 

Zen

As a fellow artist, Zen was overjoyed to say the least when he found out about your love for singing 

Your social media accounts were growing rapidly from your posts of music covers and original songs 

You also had a deep love to playing the harp. 

It had taken a lot of coaxing to convince your father to let you pay half and he pay the other of the expense of a 200,000 Won pedal harp 

But you loved it so much 

And so does Zen 

He’d definitely insist on doing a collaboration with you 

After the recording session and upload, both your following counts grew rapidly 

Comments of all types flooded your posts: 

OMG!!! ZEN!! BEAUTIFUL ZEN!!

who’s the b*tch next to him? 

omg, right? 

ew lol 

AHHHH I LOVE YOU ZEN!!! 

MC looks so cute…

fyp!! 

ZEN AND MC WOULD MAKE SUCH A CUTE COUPLE AWEEEE 

I agree!! 귀엽다   (cute) 

Over the course of your social media endeavor, you’d learned to ignore the ruthless comments of jealous fans 

Zen was worried you’d taken them personally so he validated you a lot over the period that the video was a hit 

Zen wrote a song about you (which he definitely serenaded you with): 

“your passion, my passion one in the same this song – our communicator of my love to you. your smile each day this serenade a simple translator the time we have means so much i wouldn’t spend it any other way.” - radio wave COMMUNICATION by Zen 

The song overtook the song charts, making it’s way to the #1 spot in half a day 

You’d asked him, “Zen, are you going to make that a single? You are, aren’t you? Right?” 

“No, this is something for you and you only” 

You smiled at that, but said, “Zen, love like this deserves to be shared. This song will mean something so special to someone else, just like it means something to me. Music, what we do.. it was made to be shared.” 

Zen looked at you with stars in his eyes, taking you in a big hug. 

You truly were the kindest person he’d ever met.. and he loved you so, so much. 

Even though you may not have realized yet what the truth of his feelings were in his serenade, he knew he’d wait for the day in anticipation when he’d finally ask you to be his. 

Saeran

Saeran wasn’t personally one for dramatics, but he loved watching you perform  

You’d sing for all kinds of musicals – you’d act for a series of plays 

He loved it when you’d act in classics like Macbeth or The Phantom of the Opera

It felt like a safe place to forget everything in his life and just watch you 

But he hadn’t fallen for you for who you pretended to be, but for who you really are. 

You were shy – something he found surprising (but unbelievably adorable) because you were a well-known actress 

When you’d first met him, you were walking outside the entrance way of the theater a few hours before your showtime. 

You had accidentally tripped and spilled coffee all over some tax forms you had to fill out

You let out a soft, “oh no!” 

Saeran had been early for a nice seat (hopefully away from other people) and noticed a woman in a cute over-sized sweater was muttering words under her breath, picking up what seemed to be endless amounts of papers 

He quietly walked over and just as softly said, “…need some help..?” 

You were surprised at the sudden presence of a stranger 

“o-oh! … yes please..” 

he smiled, leaning down and picking up stacks of coffee-stained paper

“would you like me to carry them for you?”, he said 

“are you– are you sure?” you looked up at him innocently in concern 

he answered by gently taking the stack of papers, “where to..?” 

“um… i’ll show you..” 

he nodded, following you to the backstage area where there was a mirror attached to a dresser, stage makeup covering the top of it. 

“you’re an actress?” 

you grinned shyly, “everyone’s surprised..” 

“n-no, i think it suits you. i was surprised because i’m watching the show tonight.” 

“r-really? you’ll watch me?” 

he nodded, blushing at your hopeful smile 

“i’ll do my best then, if you’ll watch me..” 

“good.” he looked away 

“i’ll be waiting” you said with a soft smile 

“so will i” 

yeah you two were literally so adorable.

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enjoy my beautifuls

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