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[the-narrow-street]

Reflection

Jumin Week 2023 - Day 1

Happy birthday to Jumin!! I think I’ll love him forever <3

I’ve never done Jumin Week or anything like that before and I’m not sure if I’ll be able to write for the prompts. I feel like for anything I’ve written I’ve been possessed and my hands just type lol 

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It was his first business trip since the two of you were married. He had wished that you could accompany him, but had fought against his selfishness. He wouldn’t be gone for long and you had your own work to focus on. He knew that if he had asked it of you, you wouldn’t have hesitated to go. You were always so kind and understanding. He wouldn't take advantage of it. He wanted you to be selfish. 

So he found himself reluctantly kissing you goodbye, lingering - stalling - and forcing himself to let go of your hand. 

He hadn’t fully realized just how quickly he had become used to your presence - how he had come to depend upon it. Soft and quiet but spreading warmth throughout the penthouse, filling every room and every fiber of his being with a sense of comfort. 

The shock of your absence struck him there in the hotel room, a wave of ice-cold water crashing over him that left him gasping for air. There in the elegant suite, with large windows revealing the stunning scenery of an unfamiliar city, the silence and solitude could convince him that what he had left behind was all a dream. That someone like you had found him, had seen right through his cold exterior, and loved him despite the tangled mess within his heart. It seemed too good to be true. Perhaps he was waking up from a dream crafted out of his delusions and desire. 

Catching his reflection in the window, fear filled his mind that he would see that he was once again just a man in a suit. But to his surprise, he didn’t. 

Instead, he noticed the tie that you had picked out for him that morning and remembered how you had straightened it for him before he left. It was a routine that brought heat to his cheeks and a warmth that filled his chest everytime you did it. 

His eyes followed his hand reaching out to his ring, a new habit he had developed since the day you placed it on his finger. Knowing that you were wearing a matching one reminded him of the promises you made to each other. 

And when his phone rang and your name lit up the screen, his mouth curved automatically into a smile that he wore almost constantly when you were near. A smile that meets his eyes, one that he has no control over. 

You hadn’t made him human, but reminded him that he was.

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[juminweek2019]

˓˓ก₍⸍⸌̣ʷ̣̫⸍̣⸌₎ค˒˒ It’s Day 1 of Jumin Week 2023! ˓˓ก₍⸍⸌̣ʷ̣̫⸍̣⸌₎ค˒˒

Today’s Prompt: FREE DAY

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[jafndaegur]

Another Wonderful Year

Jumin Week | Day 1: Free Day | @juminweek2019

Jumin walks into the penthouse with a tired sigh, stepping out of his shoes and dropping his briefcase down by the door. A weary hand rakes through his hair and he takes a moment to lean against the doorway. It is dark, and only the dim light from a lamp in the living room filters in through the hall.

"MC, Elizabeth?"

"Ah, Jumin! Espérate allí, amorcito—un momento! Stay there for just one more minute, okay?"

His chuckle is tired but he decides to humor them. Leaning back and looking up at the ceiling, he closes his eyes and takes a deep inhale. He notices the small details he didn't catch before. The hint of espresso and the smell of roses. MC must have brought out the vinyl player from their bedroom because the soft looping scratch of the needle on the record whispers faintly.

"Alright, you can come over now!" MC calls with a warm timbre in their voice.

Jumin chuckles to himself and pushes off the wall. He listens as a soft and jazzy song begins to play. When he gets to the living room, his breath hitches a bit. Rose petals are scattered along the floor, and candles line every shelf and coffee table. MC stands at the center, their eyes bright and pleased with themself.

"Darling…" Jumin scans the room and notices the two little mugs of hot espresso.

"Qué tal el trabajo hoy, Jumin?" MC saunters up to him with their hands behind their back. "Was it a good day at work?"

Jumin leans down and presses a soft kiss to MC's lips. Their breath flutters against his skin and a pleased smile spreads against his mouth. He hums softly.

"There wasn't much to report today, but it certainly seems to be more eventful now…what's the occasion?"

"What's the occasion?" MC mimics with a light teasing tone before holding out a bouquet of flowers they'd been hiding. "I know you didn't forget, amorcito. Your father wouldn't let you forget your own birthday, let alone the media."

Jumin takes the flowers in his arms, eyes widening as he peruses the white waxy petals and the soft red blooms of different peonies and magnolias.

"Flowers? For me?"

"For you. What could I get a man who receives everything on the daily?" MC stands on their tiptoes and kisses him again, giggling when a surprised little gasp escapes him.

"What did you get him?" Jumin murmurs back.

"Well, flowers that are as beautiful as he." MC gently takes the flowers from his hold and places them on the coffee table. Placing their arms around his neck, they bring him to a slow sway in time with the tempo of the music. "An ambient evening as a calm as he, and warm embrace as loving as he."

Jumin laughs, it is a heady and thunderous thing in his chest.

"Happy birthday, amorcito," MC coos as their hand finds his.

He leads MC in a dance to the golden light of the candles. "Thank you, darling. Here's to another wonderful year with you."

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[elvendara]

MYSME FICTOBER DAY 5/JUMIN WEEK DAY 1

@mysme-fictober & @juminweek2019

Michael's Edition

5 October 2023—VENUS FLY TRAP Jumin Week--Free Day

Jumin ran a hand through his dark hair, grey eyes flashing like a midnight storm.

“All right then, let’s try this again shall we?” he said irritably.

“I don’t know what the hell you want from me.”

“I want to know where you came from! How…just how are you talking?”

The large Venus Fly Trap simply hung its head and shrugged its leaves. “How am I supposed to fucking know? You’re the one with the big brain, figure it out.”

Jumin gritted his teeth. They’d been at it all night, ever since the last evening when this one plant had begun to grow unexpectedly until it was almost as tall as he was. It had startled him and he’d fell backwards, hitting his head on one of the pots, knocking himself out. When he’d come to, the plant hovered over him and he could swear it had been trying to figure out how to best eat him.

“Do you have to be so vulgar?” he asked.

“I don’t know, do you have to be so fucking stupid?”

“I’ve had enough.” Jumin’s shoulders dropped and he turned to take a long drink from his wine.

“Oh yes, because getting drunk always helps with making decisions.”

“And how exactly would you know what drinking does? You’re less than a day old.” Jumin spat.

“Maybe, but at least I know enough not to dull my wits.”

“What wits? You don’t even have a brain.”

“Are you sure about that? How else can I talk?”

“Then maybe I should check?” Jumin smirked.

“As if! You wouldn’t fucking dare!”

“Oh wouldn’t I? I know you’d eat me given the chance. Given that, I’d think you’d want me to get drunk. I won’t give you the satisfaction.”

The plant shrugged its leaves but said nothing.

“Was it something that I accidentally fed you? No, I’m very meticulous. Maybe there’s something in the water supply, hmm, that could be it, but then, why only you?” he mumbled to himself, thick strands of hair stuck out in every direction, frustration clearly written across his face.

“You know what, go ahead and drink yourself silly, the fermentation will season you up nicely. After all, we both know how this is going to end.” If it could, the Venus fly trap would smirk.

With a sigh Jumin rolled his eyes. There really was only one way this could end, with one of them dead. And it wasn’t going to be him.

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[juminweek2019]

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