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pochipop · 1 year

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＃MYSTIC MESSENGER !! ♡ — LITTLE THINGS THEY DO.

#. synopsis! — little things they do to show their love .

#. characters! — jumin, yoosung, hyun (zen), saeyoung (707), saeran (ray), jaehee, jihyun (v) .

#. warnings! — none .

#. alt accounts! — @ddollipop (nsfw) @yyolkchi (reblog/spam) .

#. others! — navigation & masterlist .

𖦹. ━ JUMIN !!

His cold, strict, business-only office attitude drops the very second you come into the picture. Even when he’s running behind on a certain schedule or needs to finish something quickly, the moment you enter the equation, you are his first priority at any cost. Jumin is sure to offer you a kiss of some kind no matter the time or place, —be it a quick peck against your temple before he rushes off to the office, or a slow, deliberate pressing of his lips to your knuckles, letting his mouth form ever so delicately to the dips and grooves. He swears up and down he’s not much of a romantic, but you certainly beg to differ during moments like that.

𖦹. ━ YOOSUNG !!

Yoosung is no stranger to being taken care of. Having grown up much younger than most of those around him, it was natural for him to be coddled more often, —and he likes a certain amount of that from you as well. Still, he often shows affection by taking care of you in turn; packing you lunches with sweet little notes, giving you quick massages to ease you down after a long day, and otherwise doting on you whenever he can. In his eyes, if something makes you happy, it’s well worth any trouble it may entail.

𖦹. ━ HYUN (ZEN) !!

If anyone knows how important it is to be there for those you love, —it’s Hyun. Thus, he’d never dream of missing any event that’s significant to you; big or small. He prepares for everything far in advance, being sure to take time off from any projects he’s embroiled in to show you his support. Good or bad news to come, he’s there with something, be it a bouquet of roses or a box of your favorite sweets. Hyun is your shoulder to cry on when things don’t go your way and the biggest cheerleader in your corner when good things come your way!

𖦹. ━ SAEYOUNG (707) !!

Saeyoung pays close attention to you, and when he notices that you like something (even if it’s only a passive interest), he’s quick to indulge you in it. Any snacks or drinks you’re particularly fond of will always be available as long as you’re with him, and any hobbies you pick up, he’s more than willing to learn at least the basics in order to follow along with discussions. His keen eye and proclivity for gathering information also serve him well in the gift-giving department, and any time a special occasion rolls around, Saeyoung is sure to knock it out of the park.

𖦹. ━ SAERAN (RAY) !!

Saeran tends to be an actions over words type of lover, feeling much more in his element when he’s able to soothe you down or show affection through actions rather than sweet nothings. He can be a bit over-protective; ready and willing to go to bat for you at any time, and giving you constant (and sweetly gruff) reminders to be careful when you do things that could land you in hot water. He’s always there to lend you a hand and is quick to come to your aid if he thinks you might need it.

𖦹. ━ JAEHEE !!

Jaehee is beyond respectful of your time, —still asking you out on dates and planning them to the T when you’ve been together seriously for months. She doesn’t like to assume that you’re free, even when she knows that to be the case, and is sure to check in with you before setting anything up. Even so, she has her own way of adding in little elements of surprise! Since opening her cafe, she’s put many blends up on the menu simply because you said it was delicious whilst taste-testing her experiments, and has also learned how to cook your favorite meals to perfection just for you.

𖦹. ━ JIHYUN (V) !!

There are pieces of you in everything Jihyun does from the very moment he falls for you until the end of time. You are his most precious muse for all things related to his art, the sun reflecting off his melancholic moon when he questions his own abilities. He carries your love with the deepest of thanks and gratitude, allowing that affection to drive him forward to capture masterpieces on the horizon. He also not-so-secretly has a photo album filled to the brim with pictures of you in your everyday life, because to him, you are angelic whether you’re jotting down little notes on a post-it or fixing your hair in the bathroom mirror.

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omgjumin · 7 months

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firsts with han jumin <3

summary: the first time you hug and kiss jumin

tags: jumin has mommy issues (me too), he's just a man in love, gender neutral reader, canon compliant, fluff just fluff

notes: ive noticed the myms fandom is starting to get more active, so i got jumin brainrot and made this, i could make a nsfw second part for this if you guys want anyway

the first time you hug jumin is after the party. you wrap your arms around his waist and hold him close to you without letting go. jumin is so warm, the way his body immediately reacts to your touch and relaxes upon embrace. his heart is beating faster and faster with each passing minute and jumin can't help but smile at your affection. but jumin has never really liked hugs or anyone touching him in fact. his father was never really around him when he was a child and some part of him wondered why even though deep in his heart, he knew why. his birth mother only left a deeper hole in his heart after she divorced his father. jumin never received love when he was a child and he's accepted it. yes, his father gave him gifts that he only hoped were full of love when the time was necessary but jumin never felt the love that he truly craved.

he was casted away, locked behind a door that separated him and his mother for hours at a time. the basement that held no ones presence but his and toys. he wasn't a normal child, at least that's what he was told. no one has given him true affection up until now. he's almost expected that he'd hate affection whenever it was directed towards him. but when you wrap your arms around him and lay your head against his chest, he doesn't know what to do. he tries almost as naturally as possible to bring his arms up to hold you as well. yet you could feel the awkwardness behind his actions. you find it funny almost. you have a silver band that fits perfectly around your ring finger and a matching one on his yet jumin doesn't know how to hug you back.

you laugh softly as you tilt your head up to see the awkward love struck man. "you're going to have to get used to this." you say almost in a mocking way but your words hold no malice towards him. jumin could only laugh softly before nodding his head to your words. it's only been a few seconds yet jumin never wants to leave your embrace.

the first time you kiss jumin is right before you leave his penthouse for the first time. jumin kissed you on the first morning of you staying there in front of sarah, yet you had no time to react nor kiss him back. your mind was hazy, should he really be kissing you while elizabeth was still missing? should his soft lips really be on yours in front of sarah, when you could've sworn you were just a friend. yet when v comes to take you home, you stood in front of jumin, your hands reaching forward to grab his. "even when you're still standing in front of me, i miss you." jumin whispers as if he wanted no one but you to hear. "ill miss you too." you say quietly even though you were going to see each other again in less than 24 hours.

jumin is scared that if he touches you more, he won't be able to let you go. that maybe he'll just send v away, tell him that you might as well stay here with him. jumin will excuse it as the potential of danger but he's trying to convince himself more than anyone else. his head is still tied in knots but when he feels your lips on his, there's a moment of tranquility in his brain. where peace takes over, there's only sounds of ocean waves crashing, birds chirping, the sound of your voice calming down his rushing heart. jumin can't help but close his eyes and just hope this moment never ends. he feels your lips moving against his very gently as if he was a fragile glass flower. jumin almost feels guilty, his heart is racing and he feels fragile in your touch but shouldn't he be making you feel that way? as soon as his eyes flutter open, you pull away slowly and smile up at him. if jumin didn't know any better, he would've collapsed on the floor. the dramatic fall that he saw so many times in soap operas. you were so pretty, enough to make him fall in love with you even more than he already was. his heart is beating against his chest even harder now and it only took one look from you.

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stormflypirateskin · 1 year

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Summary: Jumin tries laying his head on your lap for the first time.

"Like.. this?" Jumin asked with the most blank face but he didn't seem uncomfortable.

He had wanted to try laying on your lap, but since he was so tall, he decided to just lay his head there instead. It was a funny idea but he wanted to see what it was like to be a cat.

"Yeah, you got it." You just smiled and let out a small giggle as Jumin stared up at you, a small blush on his cheeks.

Well, as long as you were smiling and laughing, he was happy to do anything for you. A grin made its way to his face as he felt very warm inside.

You reached out and gently ran your fingers through his hair. It made Jumin surprised but he started to feel very relaxed quickly.

Any form of your touching was always enough for him to rest back and enjoy as the smile on his face widened. You could feel him being more comfortable in this position.

It was like he just straight up became a cat, literally. You, sitting up on the couch staring down at your man while he, was laying his back on the couch with his head on your lap. Like he was your little cat.

"This feels really good. So this is how it feels like to be a cat. Having someone you adore stroke your hair." Jumin had already closed his eyes as he felt his blush slowly widening. How are you this good at making him feel this nice..?

He could just lay there forever. No, he wished he could stay there forever in this moment with you. Such a comforting feeling he shares with you, no matter the situation, Jumin feels like you complete him, you make him feel warm, you make him feel so good.

And just like that, Elizabeth the 3rd jumped next to you on the couch and observed the scene. First time she saw Jumin like this. She was hooked, pretty much. Letting out a small meow, she climbed over your lap.

"Elizabeth the 3r-" Jumin got cut off by his cat walking over his face. Elizabeth's foot accidentally stepping on his eye which made him sit up immediately.

Elizabeth the 3rd stared back at Jumin as she sat on his lap casually, not seeing that she did that to her owner. "You are.. really bold, Elizabeth the 3rd." Jumin chuckled with a smile as the white creature meowed at him.

Seems like she wanted to join in as well. How cute.

You couldn't help but laugh along with Jumin. A lot of moments like these made you two feel warm and be able to have fun in anything you do.

You always feel safe and happy when you are around him and you couldn't be happier. Elizabeth the 3rd was also very adorable and it was so cute to live with her, she was super fluffy as well.

And Jumin, couldn't be happier that you are his and he is yours. Every single day he feels so happy when he wakes up and he sees you by his side. Every single day with you feels so amazing and he always wishes to be near you and hold you close to him.

You were both happy and you two will do and go through anything while being next to each other. Because Jumin loves you so much and will do anything for you.

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serede986 · 1 year

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Boyfriend Jumin HCs~

Gets you a bouquet of roses on every date. When he first saw your excitement on receiving the first bouquet, he got addicted to your happiness, although he refuses to accept it.

Speaking of dates, he arrives exactly 30 minutes before meet-up time. You're not aware of it, so shhh.

He is learning new breakfast recipes from the chef for whenever you stay over. He would wake up early, and prepare to serve you breakfast in bed.

Matching pajamas are ordered for you, him and Elizabeth the third.

Drops Elizabeth in your care, whenever he's out for a business trip and he can't take you with him. He trusts you and no one else.

Neatly folds your clothes and keep it next to his, whenever you visit him for a few days or travel with him.

Will take your advice over every new merger his company makes.

Is obsessed with your voice. He'll listen to you talk for so long, you think he's not invested in your topic of conversation. But believe me, he is. Imagine that love struck look on him.

Loves it when you put his head on your lap and play with his hair or massage his scalp. Count to 100 and he'll be out in a deep sleep.

Kisses your forehead every time one of you leave to part ways.

Will read every favorite romance book of yours, just to learn how to swoon you.

"Elizabeth the third, we need to talk about when your mother comes over. You're precious to me, and so is your mother. But your mother has taken the first place in my heart."

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honey-milk-depresso · 2 years

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Can i please request some headcanons for jumin, seven and Jaehee when they see their s!o being flirted with (tho they are kinda oblivious). Thank you 💕

THANK YOU- OH MY GOD IT'S BEEN SO LONG SINCE I'VE HAD SOMEONE ASKED FOR MYSTIC MESSENGER- DID YOU SEE THEIR MASQUARADE BALL EVENT????

Mystic Messenger Oblivious s/o being flirted with

Han Jumin

He's already known for being quite possessive of you, so him getting jealous is no surprise.

However, Jumin keeps a very professional front when he sees one of the guests trying their shots at you, and while he trusts that you wouldn't try to betray him... he still feels a bit insecure.

For the most part, you being absolutely oblivious to every one of their attempts chiseled a snort from him, before he decides to step in and greet you politely, smirking discreetly at the flirter when you place a sweet kiss on Jumin's cheek.

If he notices that you, as per usual, don't seem to pick up on the act of the flirter, and become visibly uncomfortable, he'll swoop in and save the day, placing a hand on your shoulder and pulling you slightly back against his chest, firmly greeting this creep with a stiff and slightly forced smile with a dark glint in his eyes, enough to scare off the flirter.

Kiss him at the end of the day to make him feel better. <3

Choi Saeyoung (707)

He visibly gets pouty and whiny, clinging near you more than usual. However, he's more lighthearted than Jumin's possessiveness.

As insecure as he may be about himself, he trusts you more that you'll choose him over that flirter any day, and that he knows you got his back as he got yours.

"S/o~ That guy was flirting with you, ya know? Don't make me jealous!" he jokes, as he smirks at your visible confusion. Heh, you only know when he's flirting with you unlike the other guy, his ego's boost just a tad bit with this fact. Obviously the "Space Station" pick-up lines always work! (Jk jk, I love you Seven, even without the cheesy pick-up lines and puns<33)

On the other hand, is Saeyoung sees you getting visibly uncomfortable with the flirter disrupting your personal space, clearly not buying any of their attempts, you'll find storming through to your way is a rare, serious Saeyoung who grasps your hand gently but firmly, bowing his head politely in contrary to his prominent glare before striding you out of the way, far from them.

"Are you okay?" he would ask worriedly. You smiled, "Of course I am, now that you're here." He smiles back. <3

Kang Jaehee

OOHH JAEHEE PROTECTING S/O HEHEHEHEHE- I'M SIMPINGGGGDHFGFDS

Jaehee doesn't get jealous easily simply because she has a lot of trust in you and doubts you would cheat on her for some random flirter.

Even then, she can be a bit protective over you, and she would visibly frown a little when she sees them trying to flirt with you from across the room. Of course, all their attempts failed, and you still remain polite and professional with the vivacious guest. She smiles reassuringly as she caters to all the other guests.

Unlike the other two men, when Jaehee sees that you get uncomfortable with the flirter, she'll walk over with a stern expression, before holding your hand and looking towards that guest with a firm look on her face. "I'm sorry to intrude, but I couldn't help that see that one of my members were starting to get a bit uneased with your behavior. Please do not make our staff uncomfortable."

She walks away with you, giving one last glare at the flirter before she pulls you two to a secluded area. "S/o? Did they do anything weird to you? Are you okay?" "It's okay Jaehee, I'm fine now. You were really like Zen in those movies where he acted as the knight and shining armor."

She smiles bashfully. "Oh stop..." <3

Reblogs help! ^^

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spookylovesblog · 2 years

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Dating Mystic Messenger characters!

What dating mystic messenger characters would be like!

Contains: fluff and pet names

Characters ft: Jumin,707,Zen,Yoosung,Jaehee,V,Saeran included

note: is the mm fandom still active?

707 (Saeyoung):

The type to let you borrow his hoodies (of course he also wears yours)

What ever trends are in he'll do it or it'll give him ideas

Calls you random werid names like snookums,boo,waify but honestly bae is the most he'll go with

Definatly forces you to cosplays with him

Late night shower thoughts or theories about anything

Jumin:

As much as you hate it or like it he'll buy you a lot of expensive gifts

Calls you darling,my queen,love

Lemme tell you a secret he becomes a little spoon when he comes back from a long stressful day

Acting like parents to Elizabeth like ya'll treat her like a child and call eachother mom and dad

Breakfest in bed type of guy ykyk or late elegent dinner

Zen (Hyun):

Sometimes you guys out of nowhere reinact your favorite scenes from soap operas

Always brings flowers to you when he comes back home no matter what

Calls you babe,princess,mon amour(mi amor)

Sings to you while cuddling you when you have nightmares

skin care routine together before bed

Yoosung:

Matching pfps for everthing socials and perhaps usernames as well

You are his wallpaper

Calls you cutie,sweetheart,precious

He's the type of guy that has long calls with you when you guys can't see eachother

SUPER CHEESY with pick up lines and gestures

Jaehee:

Every sundays you guys have movie marathons or watch zen's musicals

Definintlay coffee shop dates or do fun stuff like shopping together or for eachother

Calls you sweetie,honey,darling

When she gets her break at work she uses it to text/call you or have lunch with you

You guys totally do simple arts and crafts together

V (Jihyun):

Literally has a photo book of you two (mainly about you) on dates and memories you've made together

You are his muse that inspires beautiful pices of art

Calls you beloved,my dear,love

This guy is a romantic he spoils you with affection,always checking up on you

When he wakes up he watches you and admires your beauty and thinks how lucky he is to have you

Saeran (Ray):

Dedicates a section of his garden to you with your favorite flowers (which makes a heart from bird's view)

Always surprising each other with gifts and sweets

Calls you dove,princess,angel

Together you guys go on strolls at night and watch the sky

I can see him as the guy who worships his partner thanks you for the littlest things

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sleepingdeath-light · 8 months

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poly relationship hcs ; jumin & v

requested by ; anonymous (02/08/23)

fandom(s) ; mystic messenger

fandom masterlist(s) ; here

character(s) ; v / jihyun kim, jumin han

outline ; “hi death, i hope you’re having a good day! i was wondering if i could request some sfw poly headcanons for mysme, either for v and jumin or jaehee and zen, whichever you feel like more! thank you in advance <3”

warning(s) ; none, just fluff!

with partners like jumin and v it’s impossible for you to not be spoiled rotten — they love providing for you and each make sure, in their own ways, that you’re never without whatever you want, need or crave (whether that’s a home cooked meal, a new outfit, supplies for your hobbies, or anything else)

jumin is incredibly protective of you and v, feeling a lot of guilt about what happened to his best friend (and now partner) in his last relationship and what followed it — so he makes sure that the two of you are accompanied by security whenever you’re out and about (overtly if you’re at a public event, like a gala or a fundraiser by the rfa, and covertly by a smaller group if you’re just running errands or going on a date or something else along those lines)

jihyun took up painting again after settling into your relationship and you and jumin are his muses — pretty much all of his warm up sketches are of the two of you (countless expressions, poses, scenarios, moments captured in pencil and pastel and oils and pen and charcoal and…), he takes pictures of you all of the time, makes sure that you know how wonderful you both are, even if most of his art featuring the two of you never leaves your home

jumin leans towards traditional pet names (like ‘darling’ and ‘dear’, when addressing the two of you) whilst being responsive to anything you use for him — including some ‘sillier’ pet names like ‘honey bunny’ and ‘baby’ — whereas v will generally just call you and jumin by you names or, occasionally, ‘my love’ or ‘my loves’ when addressing you both

the three of you go on frequent holidays just to escape the responsibilities of life for a while — jumin, his business, and you and jihyun, the duties of running the renamed rfa — and you go anywhere and everywhere you can (even tagging along on business trips with jumin just to get away for a few days — which he’s always quietly grateful for)

jumin and v are both early risers, with the former having to get up immediately in order to get to work whilst the latter enjoys staying in bed and cuddling for a little while — but neither leave bed without sharing a kiss amongst the three of you (with jihyun even returning later once you’ve woken up with some freshly made breakfast for you to share after jumin has gone to work — or to have with him if it’s one of his rare days off)

you and v will often venture out to jumin’s office in order to join him for lunch, taking the opportunity to spend some much needed time together in the midst of his packed schedule — but if he’s too busy that day you two will just pack him something with some loving notes for him to read between meetings

between the three of you elizabeth the third is absolutely spoiled rotten and you wouldn’t have it any other way — three sets of hands to give her affection, three humans to play with, three pet parents buying her all of the toys and treats a cat could possibly want, and three laps to curl up on when she’s tired (what a life!)

when it comes to kissing — jumin always kisses you passionately and never fails to leave you flustered and breathless (he also prefers to kiss your knuckles or your lips), whilst jihyun prefers to kiss you sweetly and chastely whilst making every one count (he also prefers to kiss the top of your head and your wrists)

jumin sleeps flat on his back and enjoys having the two of you cuddled up to him — either against his sides or on his chest — whilst v is a side sleeper who prefers to spoon over anything else, but he’s also happy to have you or jumin resting on his chest if you’re comfortable there

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xelasrecords · 7 months

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Tea! Would You Like Some?

Han Jumin x Reader

Jumin Week 2023 - Day 3: Quality Time @juminweek2019

High-quality time shared between two people highly stupid about their feelings. And for each other.

My x reader comeback after so long! Had a meet cute recently so y'all get a lighthearted crushing stage fic for once :)

Words: 3.9k

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How soon you could come had no correlation to Jumin's expectation of seeing you materialise in his living room. At least, that was what he told himself. His traitorous fingers told a different thing. They had typed out a message asking where you were, if there was any problem with your ride, if you had input the correct address in your map, and if he needed to send out a search party if you didn't reply in the next five minutes, but that, he felt, would be too drastic.

Jumin erased the last part and sent the text. He sighed, fingers drumming on the arm of his white sofa. Contrary to Zen's belief, he was not one to blow things out of proportion. He always did just enough and everything else was simply a precaution.

Perhaps a five-minute grace was not precaution enough. Four minutes. He could wait for four.

The second his doorbell rang, Jumin leapt to his feet. He never considered the distance from the living room to the entrance too far, but now he doubted the interior design of his penthouse. Large spaces allowed him to breathe—until you took it away just by not reneging on your promise to visit. You were someone he had only met a handful of times, always with the other members and never at his own place.

Today was special. Today he decided to ignore his fear of being left behind by his loved ones and let you in.

You could be someone he loved. You could be the one who stayed.

Jumin composed himself and opened the door, and there you were, standing with your hands deep in your pockets, waiting for him.

Nothing could have prepared him for the sight of you. Despite being mussed by the wind, your hair fell beautifully around your face like a divine frame that accentuated your features. Your eyes were bright, your smile was wide, and you were wrapped in a coat that must be your favourite. He never saw you without it. He wished he knew more about your fashion sense so he could gift you clothes that you would like. He also wished he was close enough to see himself in your eyes' reflection, but that time would come later. Everything had its order, and patience was a virtue that had been drilled into him since childhood.

"I have been waiting for you," said Jumin, not bothering to hide the relief in his voice. "Did anything happen on your way here? You didn't reply to my text."

"I was rushing." Your smile turned apologetic. "Didn't check my phone, sorry."

Jumin stepped aside to let you in. The fact that your hand could have grazed his had you walked nearer to him did not escape his attention. "No matter. It's all right now that you're here."

Leading you to the white plush sofa where he had waited with perfect calmness, he felt tense and oddly exposed, like he was anticipating a foreboding that might come to pass. He did not feel like Han Jumin. This was an iteration of him that he had not been acquainted with.

"Did I make you wait too long?" you asked.

"No," Jumin said. "You didn't have to hurry. You were not yet late." He hoped the sofa would be good enough for you. He had asked his housekeeper to clean off every speck of dust he could detect, twice over.

You sat down and stared at him with a look that he couldn't discern. "I wanted to be early."

Jumin took a seat beside you, careful to maintain a respectful distance despite his heart's protest. "You possess an excellent sense of time management. We will get along well." Compliments flowed out of him easily when it came to you. If you let him, he would graciously point out your strengths one by one.

But was that disappointment on your face?—though it disappeared before he could probe further. "Yes, I love time and managing stuff." You sighed. "That's why I'm the assigned party coordinator."

Now that you were at the spot where he had cast secret spells to summon you, Jumin wasn't sure what to say. He was desperate to know if you shared his jitters. You were motionless, spine straight and hands clasped on your lap, studiously watching the black television screen. There was nothing save for the blurred reflection of both of you sitting in a similar position. He had been imagining all sorts of exciting conversations with you, but your presence had flung them out of his head. This had never happened before. An MRI scan was in order after you went home.

It was possible that you were growing bored, though your affable expression had not indicated so. But it might not mean anything, for you always seemed pleasant. You were very, very pleasant to look at. It was also possible that he was the only one with an insatiable curiosity towards you. For all he knew, you could be with a partner and merely accepted his invitation to hang out with him as a newly anointed member of the RFA. And you were a member. This was a friendly meet-up, nothing more.

"Tea," said Jumin suddenly. His voice echoed in the silence.

Startled, your head snapped to him. "What?"

"Everyone in my family learns to brew tea," Jumin explained. "The tea leaves in my pantry are directly imported from China, obtained from the only six three-hundred-year-old Wuyi trees in existence. The legend of this tea can be traced back to the age of emperors and dynasties, and it has become extraordinarily rare over time. It has the best quality in the world."

"How did you get it if it's so rare?" You were trying to hold a smile back, but it was not a mocking sneer. There was a certain fondness in it that made him want to let all his guard down and pull you into his arms.

"Auctions," Jumin simply said. "You ought to try it. It will keep you warm." Only then he noticed that you still had your coat on and was promptly filled with horror. "My apologies. I seem to have lost my manners." He outstretched his arm. "Leave your coat with me. It can't have been comfortable sitting in that."

"Shame." You handed it over. "I was planning to take a nap in this."

"Is that how people normally sleep? Or is it a tradition unique to you?" Jumin folded your coat into a perfect half over his forearm. "I'd appreciate it if you could teach me your ways."

"I was joking, Jumin. Should I teach you how to make one?" you said, in a tone so kind that he was taken aback. People tended to laugh at his face or look away politely when he failed to understand a joke.

"There is no need. I already have a handbook for it." Jumin was unable to keep smugness out of his voice. "It includes a list of one hundred jokes that you can make to both family and work colleagues alike. I have made good use of it when I need to break the ice."

"But does it include learning how to take one?"

"Unfortunately, I have yet to encounter a book for it."

You squeezed his shoulder, and the warmth of your touch penetrated all layers of his clothing that he had carefully planned. Navy blue suit, black tie, complete with a beige waistcoat and white striped shirt. Everything was new. "Don't worry," you said. "It just means the joke isn't funny to you. A good joke will make you laugh naturally."

"I see." Jumin fixed his tie. "I promise to laugh at your next joke."

"I said naturally. Honestly, Jumin. Please don't plan for it. You're going to give me performance anxiety."

"Then I look forward to your performance." He smirked, and you groaned. Something about you brought out the childlike side in him that he didn't know was still alive. "If you would wait here for a moment. I shall brew you a cup of tea. It won't be long."

Without waiting for your response, Jumin stood up, hung your coat on the silver coat rack by the hallway, and headed to the kitchen. Something was wrong with him. A smile kept threatening to break out of his face and there was a palpable beating in his throat when it should stay underneath his ribcage and he felt giddy about something. He was sure that this was abnormal. Was he finally living up to Zen's senseless claim that he was a strange creature? Jumin stowed these additional symptoms away for his next doctor's appointment. Forget MRI, he needed a full-body checkup.

Jumin heard a soft padding behind him as he turned on the kettle. Your footsteps were quiet, almost drowned by the gurgling of the boiling water and it reminded him of the elegance of Elizabeth the Third. He'd introduce you to her when she decided to make an appearance. The thought of the two of you getting along put a smile on his face.

"I thought you would've offered me wine before tea. Are you really Jumin?" you teased, peering from behind him. He was scooping oolong tea leaves into the strainer in a precise measurement when his muscles turned rigid. Your chin was nearly perched on his shoulder. He regretted that you didn't.

But Jumin dearly wished he knew either. He paused and looked over at you. Now he could see himself in your mischievous eyes. Now he saw how happy he was. The opportunity came sooner than he was prepared for. His breath hitched. "Would you like some wine instead?" he asked, keeping his gaze steady. "I have a wide variety you can choose from in the cellar."

"Tea is fine," you said. "I'll take anything you give me, really."

"Beware," Jumin said dryly. "You have not known me long. There could be poison in your drink."

It took a second for his joke to register, but when it did, you started to laugh. Jumin was stunned, then relaxed when he realised you were not under any pretences of politeness. He felt as if he got a high score for a competition he had unknowingly participated. He never used to put high importance on winning. As someone who consistently broke his own records, achievements were just another thing that his office and father would hold a customary celebration for.

But you were different. Your laughter was a prize he wanted to win all the time. He liked seeing you in joy, and liked that he was the source of it. It was a high that he never wanted to come down from.

"Did you copy that joke from your handbook?" you asked.

"I came up with it on the spot," said Jumin proudly, and your grin widened.

Your eyes flitted to the only china cup laid out on the marble countertop. "Aren't you making another for yourself?"

Jumin shook his head. "I'm not in the mood for tea."

You lifted a brow. "I am so surprised."

Jumin's forehead furrowed in genuine confusion. "Why would you be?"

You flailed your arms about. "Is tea not your passion?" you said. "You were fired up when you talked about it. That's all you've talked about. If I didn't know you better, I'd think it's your favourite drink in the world."

"I merely wanted to keep you warm, and a cup of tea was the fastest way to do it." Actually, Jumin thought being embraced by him would be faster, but he doubted you would accept his advanced advances. "You're the one who has been on my mind, not tea."

"Not tea," you repeated.

"It's nothing compared to you," Jumin affirmed.

"Oh." You pressed your palm against your cheek. "That's nice. You're nice." You gave a perfunctory sweep at his polished monochromatic penthouse, sparse but efficiently filled with the essential household items. "Your place is also nice."

But you were looking at everywhere but him, and that didn't feel as nice. "You might be the first person calling me nice besides V," Jumin said, deciding to focus on the positive. "And V is exempted as he is my closest friend. I'm not sure how to feel about this, to be honest. I'll have to think about it later."

"Take your time," you said, finally looking at him. "I'm not going anywhere."

Quietly, Jumin poured hot water into the teacup and stirred sugar into the steaming amber liquid, allowing the clinking of the teaspoon to fill the space he couldn't. For all his desire to have his interest in you reciprocated, he could not picture the reality if you did. He wouldn't know what to do with himself. He wanted to invite you into his mind, yet was frightened by the thought of you being repelled after knowing him.

"Careful, it's hot," Jumin warned as you lifted the teacup to your lips. "Tell me, how do you find it? Is it to your taste?"

You took your time sipping the tea. He suspected you did it to keep him on his toes, and had to admit that it was part of your intrigue. Jumin could never guess your next move. Anything he predicted you would prove him wrong in the most delightful way possible.

You looked up from the rim of the cup. "What if I say it isn't?"

A connoisseur in understanding your jest now, Jumin replied, "I shall melt into a puddle and lie on the floor until you give me an honest review."

"I will mop your puddle and wring it out the window."

He looked at you thoughtfully. "I'd say I'm offended, but I heard that committing murder is an expressway to one's heart."

"Sometimes even literally," you agreed.

Jumin's eyes widened. "The double meaning escaped me. You are a genius."

You set your cup down on its saucer with a delicate clink. "But is murder the only way to your heart?"

Jumin forgot the mechanism of speaking. Due to his years of experience with women whom he never spared a glance for, he could detect the act of flirting when he saw one. And you were flirting. With him. He was eighty-nine per cent sure of it. You deemed him worthy to be flirted with. Jumin almost slid down to his knees.

"No." He managed to get a full sentence out. "No," he tried again, "but you don't even have to try. Whatever you're doing, you are doing it well." Two better sentences. Magnificent.

"That's too bad," you said. Jumin noticed that your hand was still wrapped around your cup, steam unfurling on the top of it. You must still be cold. "I've been waiting to hack through your chest with an axe."

Jumin walked towards the heater controller and turned it on. "Is homicide the only thing in your mind?"

"It's more of an ad break from the thoughts of you."

At that, Jumin turned around. You had been thinking about him. He knew how impossible it was to stop thinking about you, and your admission was making him lightheaded. Did you ever dream of him and then scramble for your phone the first thing in the morning just to hear his voice? Did you ever yearn to talk about him to your friends the way he did, except his only friend was doing his habitual disappearance and the loneliness was more profound now that you were his constant excitement but he had no one to tell it to? Did you have anyone you hold dear to your heart? Were you open to considering him as one someday? It was not yet appropriate to be so upfront with his questions, he knew.

But one question should be fine. "How long have you been thinking of me?" Jumin asked.

You leaned against the counter and crossed your legs. "I talk to you every day. So, every day." He wondered if your composure was a facade, the way his was.

Jumin nodded. "We share the same habit. I can't quite recall what I used to think about before you entered our lives."

"Your darling white cat, the cat projects that generate a steady loss for your company, and some new cat-friendly inventions? Jaehee's nightmares, basically."

Jumin chuckled. "You know me well. I must say I'm surprised." It wasn't so bad to be known. He could get used to the feeling. "Assistant Kang doesn't appreciate the fine things in life. It's a pity that Elizabeth the Third is hiding somewhere right now. If you see her, you'll understand why I do all those things for her."

"You love her," you said kindly. "I understand that enough."

Jumin stared at you. You kept saying the right things and he kept falling, falling, falling.

"You've finished your tea," Jumin noted, but not without regret. He dreaded having to let you go.

You studied the empty cup. "Wow, I think I inhaled it. You were right, it was the best tea I've ever tasted. Thank you."

"I hope you will stay longer. Do you have other arrangements for the evening?" Jumin, who had arranged his whole weekend around your visit, calmly inquired.

"I don't," you said, with just as much calmness.

"My collection doesn't stop at drinks," he said. "I have a brand new record player and an array of classic vinyls. You can peruse them if you'd like. A three-star Michelin chef will be flying in to prepare dinner and you can request anything you want, provided that you do it three hours prior. There's also a gym on the second floor, though exercising is probably not the best activity since you don't bring a change of clothes." He paused. "You don't happen to bring one, do you?"

"Jumin, I—no. But I could wear yours if I so desperately need to shower here."

He thought he saw your eyes suspiciously glittered, but it was gone when you blinked. "I don't have clothes that would fit you perfectly." He frowned. "They're all tailored to my body, you see. I'm afraid you wouldn't find much comfort in them. Now, would you like to sit down? I've made you stand for too long." He guided you to the kitchen island, fingers light around your wrist, and pulled out one of the brass bar stools. "Please excuse my bad manners today. Something must have come over me. I don't tend to be like this."

You settled in your seat only to swivel back to meet his towering figure. Your knees nudged his legs, and Jumin was stunned, unmoving. He thought an attraction was supposed to burn him alive, to light him up from the inside. What he felt now was akin to petrification. It crept up on him from the ground he stood and incapacitated his ability to form coherent thoughts.

"Jumin," you enunciated his name with great care. He had never thought his name was beautiful until it lulled out of your mouth. He wanted to brand it into his memory.

"Yes," he said, because it was the only thing his mouth could form.

"Your house sounds like a treat."

"That's because it is. You can entertain yourself here. Whatever you want, I will do my best to provide it for you."

"Other guys could give me those too. There have been some, you know," you confessed, and Jumin was torn between wanting to know more about your past and quelling down the illogical jealousy it spurred. "Gold-dipped bouquets with diamonds, fancy restaurants where they ordered for me without asking about my preferences, jewellery that I wouldn't pick for myself." Your voice was tinted with slight distaste, but it was gone in the next instance. "Do you think I was swayed by them?"

Now Jumin's gaze turned sharp. This was a test, he realised. Your intention was not to compare him to other men, nor was it to flaunt how desired you were. Jumin knew the latter well without needing you to prove it to him. He felt the torrent of his desire all the time. It threatened to wash him ashore and pull him back into the raging sea, never letting him be at peace until he could be certain you wanted him back. So what would you get out of your question? Whatever your goal was, he knew what he was supposed to do. You favoured honesty, just as he did. That was one of the many things he respected about you.

"I doubt you were," Jumin said. "Your affection isn't the kind that could be bought. I may not know you intimately, but I know you would not budge under insensitive bribery, and your tale reeked of one. What they did was foul and not driven by the best intentions. That's not how you, or anyone, should be treated."

Your expression softened as you reached for his hand. "I know you're not trying to impress me with your wealth. I'm sorry if I made you think so. I meant to show you that I'd be here even without you throwing those things at me. You called me just to meet up and I came right away. If I stay back, it's because I want to spend more time with you." You averted your eyes. "Did you have to make me say all that?"

Emboldened by your hold that you hadn't let go, Jumin tilted your chin and you leaned forward by a fraction. "You enjoy my company," he said, assessing your earnest face. He could hear his racing heartbeat in his ears. "But will you stay?"

"You'd really like an encore to embarrass me," you grumbled. "Didn't you hear what I just said?"

"You phrased it as a hypothesis. I cannot be sure that staying with me is what you want unless you state it clearly," Jumin pressed. Though he was always surrounded by people, no one had ever bothered to stay. Not for long. Not for the person he was.

His fear and desperation must have shown on his face, for you let out a small breath and gently squeezed his arm, before trailing your sight to the empty cup waiting on the counter. "I think you should refill my tea," you said slowly. "I need more if we'll talk into the night, won't I?"

The warmth from your hold spread throughout his body and a smile broke through Jumin's face, his uncertainty receding. Someone as beautiful and brilliant as you, a gem rarer than his tea—for those tea leaves could be reproduced but you were one of a kind—wanted him as much as he wanted you. It was the first real smile he wore in a while. "We can switch to something stronger after dinner," Jumin suggested.

"Wine," you guessed. Oh, how he loved that you could read his mind. "I knew it. You always default to wine. Farewell, tea. His affair with you has been short but memorable."

Jumin was all too eager to agree. "Farewell."

Jumin hoped it would be a long, long time before his relationship with you could end. If it would ever end.

The footnotes that I thought would be an occasional extra but they just won't go away:

This fic is inspired by good dates and bad dates and that early crush feeling when you don't quite know the person yet so everything feels exciting and scary.

Don't worry, Jumin's tea rambles didn't deviate from canon. On day 8 he wishes you to learn tea brewing since all his family does it. I thought it'd be fun to highlight his nervousness by making him do something unexpected, especially since he's the type who would randomly do something out of pocket while still maintaining his gravitas.

The tea's legend is based on Da Hong Pao, a very rare, government-protected Chinese tea that you can only get if the president honours you some and from auctions. I didn't think I'd research that deep for accuracy for a mere fic but what am I if not committed.

The header is made to seem like a cheeky ad in the spirit of Jumin's tea endorsement. Contemporary fun with a touch of antiquity is what I was going for to capture the fic's mood and Jumin's preference. The challenge was to make a dynamic animation without looking flat or too complicated but still fit the time, format and size constraints. People still need to be able to immediately read the text, which means no over-the-top entrances and transitions. Truthfully, I die a little bit inside whenever I have to sacrifice aesthetics for function but it is what it is!

Buy me a glass of something that's definitely not coffee because I can't stand it but it is the website's name if my story touches you in some way? No worries if you don't. I'm still grateful you've read all the way through here.

#jumin week 2023 #jujuw23d3 #xela writes #jumin han x you #jumin x reader #jumin han fluff #mysme jumin #jumin han #mm jumin #mystic messenger #mystic messenger fanfic #jumin han fic

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onlinekitsune · 1 year

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winter dates! mysmes edition! ʕ⁎̯͡⁎ʔ༄

i already did this with the obey me boys, but wanted to give something to my mysmes lovers (me) i hope you enjoy!! including saeran bc i don’t wanna leave him out

JAEHEE ; she’d definitely close the cafe just to spend the entire day with you, she’d even make sure her phones put aside just so you’d have her whole attention, she’d make you the best coffee you’d ever had (not surprising since she’s such a good barista), you two would end up cuddled up on the couch bingeing movies (ofc some staring zen himself), she’d lovingly rant about the production while you gazed at how bright she was when she talked about it

JUMIN ; him ditching work just to be with you? absolutely, sorry but he’s definitely feeling under the weather and the cure is decorating the penthouse, he’d pick you up just so you were able to put decorations as high as you wanted, decorating the tree was absolutely chaos with elizabeth, she’d steal and toss all the ornaments (cat safe ones), before the day was over jumin surprised you with a little gift of his own, he booked a winter photoshoot with you and elizabeth, you took silly cheesy photos for your holiday cards

SAERAN ; he never had a good holiday, actually he never really celebrated one, you decided to change that and over a course of a week show him various winter activities and such, you made snowmen, you looked at christmas lights together, you even decorated your own tree with him, he was a little timid about it all but warmed up, one night while you were in his arms he’d tell you how much he appreciated you remaking memories with him

SAEYOUNG ; winter made the excuse of being a homebody with you way more excusable, driving in snow was dangerous, and he’d rather spend the day with you anyways, you’d use this as an excuse for being little lazy and just lounging around, looking at silly cat videos with saeyoung on the couch, you’d also make cookies with him, which ends with a little chaos, he’d throw a little bit of flour on you and you’d chase him around the counter

YOOSUNG ; he loved christmas, but spending christmas with you?? absolutely perfect, he’d want to do all the cutesy couple things, take seasonal pictures, watch the christmas lights together, he’d also plan very hard to make sure he’d got you the perfect gift, he struggled with keeping it a secret from you because he’s just so excited to make you happy, on christmas day he’d make breakfast in bed before handing you your present right away

ZEN ; zen was absoutely determinded to make this holiday one you wouldn’t forget, it wasn’t enough to just spend it casually, he had to be the best holiday date you’ve had, and when he saw the ice rink he couldn’t think of anything more romantic, you on the other hand... were a little nervous to say the least, but you trusted him, he was very athletic and probably tried out for a ice skating role once before, to no one’s surprise he was really good, he’d confidently show you his talents before dragging you onto the ice, catching everyones attention from how good he was, to your surprise it was oddly romantic, he made sure you were alright and catched you a couple times, a stray paparazzi actually caught the moment he did, but respected your privacy thankfully

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kirbyskisses · 2 years

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kirby’s kinktober (eleven)

shibari//jumin han

“are those too tight, darling?” he sighs, an unusual nervousness radiating from him as he finishes wrapping your thin wrists in one of his black silk ties, leaving them strapped and immobilized above your head.

always so sweet and attentive to your needs, jumin sighs in sweet relief when you give a smile.

“no, they’re perfect, my love.”

he loves you. he loves your voice, your sighs, your love for him.

how you let him control your pleasure with each knot and every kiss he gives your rope burned thighs. he’s so so greedy for your pleasure - obsessed with you.

“jumin.”

yes.

“oppa-“

say it more - verbalize your love more. let him be in control If only for these few sweet moments of time when his tongue can streak across your body, when his lips can discover every inch and curve of you and when his fingers can make you cry and pant.

“darling -” your wrists are unable to thrash from the tie binding them and soon after he’s bound to you as well, sinking in and out, marveling in the delicious feeling of having complete power over you.

“you’re trembling my darling. have i gotten you close already? please. if you struggle it with only make me want to make it all tighter. it’s the only time i would allow your perfect beautiful skin to be bruised, my sweet.”

his hips fold into yours, tongue moving from your neck to your mouth and swallowing your moans until you shake.

“rope. skin. rope again. did you know that this type of bondage started as an art form in japan, my sweet? shibari, they call it. it’s made to highlight the body. and it does wonders for you - i didn’t think you could be any more beautiful. but here you are wrapped like a present - like a doll for me. i want to bring you deeper and deeper pleasure.”

his strokes go further until you whimper out.

“oppa, let me - please let me -“

“ssshhhh.” he gives a handsome closed-lip smile, sweat making the hair stick to his forehead. “go ahead. let it happen for me, my dear.”

you do as his ever-charismatic voice says and climax around him, chest heaving against the silk ties that have entrapped you, skin flushed with heat.

“there you go. my pretty soulmate.” he cups your face and kisses your head through your high.

“let’s get you into my ties more often. bound as mine, forever.”

#x reader #smut #fluff #jumin han #mysme #jumin #jumin x mc #jumin x reader #kinktober #kirby’s kinktober #mystic messenger #mystic messenger x reader #mystic messenger x mc #sorry it’s late. This week kicked my ass

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pochipop · 2 years

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＃ MYSTIC MESSENGER !! ♡ — YOU'RE A MASTERPIECE: PAINTING ON HIS SKIN (JUMIN X READER).

#. synopsis! — jumin let's you use his skin as a canvas for your artwork .

#. characters! —jumin .

#. warnings! — none .

#. word count! — 1.7k .

#. alt accounts! — @ddollipop (nsfw) @yyolkchi (reblog/spam) .

#. others! — navigation & masterlist .

Jumin looks at you over the rim of his wine glass, the purple-red liquid inside sloshing a bit as he adjusts his wrist and sets his gaze on your own. His dark irises almost feel intimidating in the moment, but the quirk of his brows gives way to a curious undertone.

"Too weird?" You question, backing off a bit just in case.

If Jumin doesn't fancy becoming a human canvas for your artwork, that's completely and totally okay, and it's his choice to make, of course. Still, you'd really like it if he could say yes. . .

"A bit strange," he acknowledges, "but I see the appeal."

He adjusts his wrist again, bringing the glass to his lips. Jumin takes a slow sip of wine as you process his reply.

"You. . . You do?" Comes your slightly confused response.

Jumin has never particularly struck you as someone who would enjoy more outlandish art forms. Of course, with a photographer as a best friend, he's long been accustomed to some displays of artistic prowess; but you imagine painting on someone's skin and taking pictures of a sunset are two completely different things that evoke entirely different responses.

"Yes," he nods, "you've mentioned before on a few occasions that seeing open space as an artist often fills you with inspiration. I imagine that, although I'm a living person, my skin may not seem so different to canvas or paper. . . Just an open space to take advantage of."

Albeit very literal in his analysis, Jumin roughly hits the nail on the head. His bare skin does inspire you, very much so. It fills you with ideas and inspiration, and to actually have the opportunity to paint on him would be a dream come true. You're almost bristling with excitement before he confirms or denies his participation in the matter.

"Do you have any ideas for the piece?" Jumin asks.

"Ah, well, —roughly," you nod. "The design will depend mostly on what body part you lend me for a while. But, I'd like to do something floral, if that's alright with you."

"I'm a businessman, not a painter," Jumin replies, lips curving up at the sides a bit in amusement. "Designs should be left to the artist."

"Alright," you smile, "something floral then."

He appreciates your confidence the second time around.

"Lovely," Jumin comments, placing his glass of wine down on the counter.

He reaches up to loosen his tie, pulls it halfway off, then pauses to look over at you once more. His handsome features stand out in this position, —a few loose strands of hair falling over his forehead, sophisticated aura cracking just a bit to welcome the warmth of your presence, nimble fingers grasping at the material of his necktie. This scene might as well be art itself. . .

"Will an arm suffice?" Jumin asks.

"Perfectly," you nod.

He strips his upper half, and says nothing about the way your eyes rake over him like you've never seen him this way before. Your fingers, lips, and palms have smoothed over the exact skin you're subtly gawking at a million times; but each time feels like the first.

Jumin folds his clothes neatly and sets them aside before following you to your makeshift art studio, —the one he set up for you in a room he'd previously had no use for. Now, it's utilized often, and he thinks it was well worth the time, effort, and money. He loves coming in here, though he hasn't had the chance recently with work piling up so high. Canvases lean against one of the walls, some blank, some with half finished paintings littering the fronts. If it were anyone else, you'd be awkwardly scrambling to explain that "it's really not like that, —painting is a process!" but Jumin, he already knows as much. You don't feel the need to justify your talents to him of all people.

"I enjoy coming in here," he smiles softly.

It makes him feel closer to you, like he's staring into pieces of your soul. Ones that he just isn't privy to in any other way.

"I'm thankful to have it," you reply, "it's given me a space completely to be creative, and I've never really had that before. I'd always been used to painting in my bedroom growing up, and when I lived alone, there were never any extra rooms to turn into a studio like this."

And perhaps the best part of all is that you never even asked for it. Jumin simply did it of his own volition because he saw your passion and wanted nothing more than to be supportive of it. That's why he hangs your art pieces throughout the other rooms as well.

"It was V's idea, technically," Jumin says. "I simply paid for it to be done."

"Well, whatever the case, I'm grateful," you assure him.

He takes a seat on the sofa in the corner of the room, —the one you crash on sometimes when deadlines get tight and you need a quick power nap before getting back into the swing of things. You're sure to place a towel under his arm, not wanting to stain it.

You gather up the needed materials and set off to work. Jumin tells you that he likes the way the brushes feel against his skin, and somewhere in the back of your mind, you can’t help but hope that that leaves room for this to happen again sometime in the future. Maybe you could even have Jihyun come and photograph the final pieces, —maybe present them at one of your galleries in the future. But, you sober yourself enough to realize that you’re getting far too ahead of yourself. After all, this could turn out like hell.

That doesn’t seem particularly likely, though. Paint takes to Jumin’s skin surprisingly well, and when you joke to him that it seems to you that it was always meant to come to this on account of that fact, he gives you a low chuckle in reply. One that makes your fragile little heart skip a beat: just for him.

“It’d be quite the honor for that to be the true meaning of my existence,” he says.

It��s only a half-joke that he responds with. Even after all this time, Jumin has a particular way of crawling under your skin, sending shivers to your core and lighting you up inside.

He watches you work with curious eyes, much unlike the gaze you often see him wear when he’s sitting at a desk littered with paperwork and various contracts. This look of his is much softer, —sweeter, even. He’s not evaluating anything. . . He’s simply admiring.

“Honestly,” you say, “I was surprised you agreed to this so easily. I was kind of prepared to pull out the puppy dog eyes and lay some affection on pretty thick to sweeten the deal.”

“Well, I suppose there’s no need for the puppy dog eyes,” Jumin answers, an amused smile playing on his lips, “but I certainly wouldn’t mind the affection.”

“Noted,” you comment, giggling just a bit, “—but I’ll save that for later. With my luck, I’d lean in to kiss you and these white dittanies would end up looking like globs of nothingness.”

“Later then, but I’ll hold you to that.”

You know he will.

“Still, I think you captured the dittany flowers perfectly. I saw them in person once at a wedding, —the bride’s bouquet had both those and baby’s breath. At the time, I thought it was a strange decision,” he admits, “but looking at them like this. . . I suppose I understand quite well now.”

“They’re commonly associated with passion and love,” you add. “That’s actually why I chose them for this. . . I thought they suited you.”

“I’m not quite sure what standard you’ve used to measure that, but you’re the artist here, and they look lovely. So, in the end, I suppose you were right.”

“Still,” Jumin speaks up again quickly, “—aren’t these plants aphrodisiacs as well?”

“A-Ah,” you stutter, having been caught off guard by the suddenness (and bluntness) of his statement, “could be, yeah. . .”

He has to admit that you look incredibly cute when you’re flustered, the way you stumble over your words and turn your gaze away, pretending to focus intensely on the task at hand. If you were ever to work at his office, he’s certain he’d never get a single thing done ever again.

“Anyway, this should do it,” you say, adding a few final strokes of green to the stems.

Placing the paintbrush into one of the small containers filled with water, you pull away from Jumin’s arm and allow him the freedom of moving it around. You tried to work relatively quickly so as to not make him sit around in a single position for too long, but art is, above all else, a process. And it’s one that often takes a great deal of both time and effort.

Jumin admires your artwork like he’s staring at something priceless.

The best part of it is that, to him, he really is. He feels beyond honored to have this stunning painting of beautifully full, white-hued flowers flowing along the expanse of his forearm. Though you can see innumerous flaws in it now that you’ve stepped back, it’s almost impossible to dislike it when Jumin looks at it like that. . . Like it’s the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen, simply because you created it.

“I wish. . . That I could keep it here forever,” Jumin whispers, tone achingly sincere.

“Sorry,” you apologize, “but it’s better to leave the permanent stuff to the tattoo artists. Which I certainly am not.”

Though he yearns to keep your piece there on his flesh forever, the logical side of him knows that you’re correct. Even so, he won’t be washing it off for quite a while. At least not before he’s taken fifty and then some pictures, all of which will inevitably end up blurry, before coming to you and asking for your help with it. Maybe he wants to be self-sufficient, even when it comes to areas he’s unfamiliar with (like proper photography skills and otherwise technologically related issues.) Or, maybe he’s just stalling for time, wanting to prolong the inevitable washing of his forearm for as long as he can.

The world may never know.

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omgjumin · 2 years

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☆ 10:27 pm ! han jumin

you sat on the couch with your phone in your hand, aimlessly scrolling through social media. most nights since last week, jumin has been coming home later. your husband has been constantly reminding you that it is okay to go to sleep instead of waiting for him. however you don't miss the surprised love struck expression on his face each time you greet him at the door.

however, this time your body seems to be falling into the couch's trap. the trap of tying your body down to the cushions and not letting you go. slowly, you subconsciously lean your body down, letting it lie flat on the couch. if you didn't know any better, by now you would've been a goner. the soft and plush pillow resting beneath your head plus the blanket draped around your waist aided your body to fall asleep. "no, i have to stay up." you said to yourself though your body did not care for your concerns. "maybe just a small nap?" you laid down your phone onto the coffee table in front of you before pulling the blanket up above your shoulders. and just like that, you fell asleep.

jumin, who snuck inside the penthouse quietly, five minutes prior to you falling asleep, was watching you fight yourself to indulge in the sweet comfiness of the couch. deciding not to move an inch in order to not wake you, jumin gazed at you from where he stood in the living room. it is often that jumin adored elizabeth the 3rd while she was sleeping, however when it came to you… it felt all the more calming. to see you, so beautifully sleep in the same spot elizabeth once did, brought some sort of deja vu to the love struck man. jumin, who from a year ago would only scoff if he heard that he would ever find tranquility in another person. jumin, who unknowingly longed for a lover. jumin, who hated the idea of someone abandoning him just like his father's ex companions. jumin, who closed off anyone from getting too close to him. now became the jumin, who found serenity in your presence. "i love you." jumin whispered.

"i love.. you too.." you slurred in your sleep. not even daring to open your eyes to be met with blinding overhead lights, you reached out your hands for jumin. "my love, you should be in our bed sleeping, not the couch." jumin walked closer to you before taking hold of your hand. "i wanted to wait for you but i fell asleep. im sorry." jumin chuckled as he shook his head, as if you were looking at him. "it's okay, let's get you to bed." before letting yourself get picked up from your spot on the couch, you pulled on jumin's arm, making him fall on top of you. happily, you wrapped your arms around the surprised man, trapping him down with you. "darling, we could've cuddled on the bed."

"didn't want to." jumin sighed as he quickly made arrangements to be able to hold you in his arms. though, jumin from a year ago would never have imagined it, he knows now that tranquillity and love can exist in the same room. wherever you are, he is loved.

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stormflypirateskin · 1 year

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Hi I have a request! Jumin, Zen, Jihyun reaction to seeing reader who still casually hangs out with their ex (completely platonic they broke up nicely and remain friends)?

Jumin, Zen and Jihyun see the reader casually hanging out with their ex!

I hope I did this okay, thank you for the request! If you don't like anything, tell me and I'll rewrite it~! I didn't have that many ideas but I tried!^^

-Jumin doesn't really mind if you have an ex and you hang out with them as long as you are okay. He didn't have much of a reaction when you told him about your previous lover.

-If you ever introduced him to your friend, he would be polite and kinda try to see what kind of person they are. He tends to observe people around him now that he has gotten better at expressing emotions and trying new things thanks to you so he would try to be friendly with your ex.

-If he ever got around to hanging out sometimes with your ex, the two would be talking about their favorite things. Jumin would slowly warm up more and try to have fun with casual conversations and more. He wouldn't mind if he kept you two company.

-But overall, he wouldn't mind at all as long as you are happy and everything seems well. But the moment something goes wrong, he is there to help you out with absolutely anything. He loves you and wants the absolute best for you.

-Honestly, even if Zen does playfully pout at first, if he sees that you are having fun, he genuinely won't mind if you are hanging out with your ex. Just give him some extra kisses when you return home~!

-Zen is a guy who will try to get along with everyone and is quite friendly so he'll probably be friends with your ex. He'd talk a lot about musicals and if your ex ever needed help, Zen wouldn't mind helping them.

-He would also be curious to see what kind of person your previous partner was. He doesn't like any kind of drama and would keep things friendly between him and your ex. He'd like to warm up and hang out with your ex, too. Any of your friends is his friends too.

-He genuinely doesn't care that you casually hang out with your ex as long as everything seems okay. But be careful! Zen would pick you up and nuzzle his face on yours if he needs your affection since he missed you a lot when you were out.

-Jihyun is very understanding. He is actually happy that things between you two went well. Like the other two, Jihyun doesn't mind at all, he is glad that everything is well with you and your ex and are friends now.

-He is definitely the type to try and hang out with your ex, at least sometimes. He is very polite and like Jumin, he is more open thanks to you. He wants to let other people in his life now that he has healed enough and he wouldn't mind keeping you and your ex company.

-He likes to show them his old photos and talk about paintings, (even his cactus..!!) and just try to learn their internets and have a lot of discussions about them, now that he has the time to enjoy his life. He definitely seems brighter than the first time you saw Jihyun.

-So he really won't mind as long as you are okay and happy with it. He would be friends with your ex but if they seem off, he'll talk to you about it and if they do something, Jihyun's arms are always open to hold you close to him. But if things are normal, then he is okay, too!

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ynverse · 1 year

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jumin’s fluff alphabet

JUMIN x gn! reader | headcanons

a/n: okay mayhaps i wrote a lot... but i am his soulmate and he told me it was okay!

A = Attractive (What do they find attractive about the other?)

❥ jumin is demiromantic because i said so (he just like me fr) ❥ he would fall for your heart and personality above all else ❥ the genuine concern are care for him and others...his trauma and him folded ❥ psychically? he loves your hands. specifically your left hand ❥ holds onto your left hand/always wants your left hand on him because he wants to feel connected to your heart at all times

B = Baby (Do they want a family? Why/Why not?)

❥ he would want a family but the term is arbitrary to him ❥ family doesn’t have to mean having a traditional child ❥ he just wants the sense of belonging a family has (elizabeth the 3rd is practically your child anyways) ❥ if you wanted to adopt a child and/or birth one then he would be okay with it (would admittedly get a little upset having to take the child with you all if you go on vacation)

C = Cuddle (How do they cuddle?)

❥ handsy (sfw way guys) ❥ he needs at least one hand cradling your head/hands/waist/shoulders to feel grounded ❥ will say he doens’t want you to fall off but his bed is bigger than ever so... (he’s sly when he wants to be) ❥ loves having you lay on your side while he is on his back, your body pressed against his with your head on his chest and your legs tangled together ❥ he tries to have a no work at home policy to respect your time together so he will probably also use this time to relax with you ❥ movie cuddles are so fun with this man but it’s so hard to focus when his thumb caresses the back of your hand, tracing little hearts onto your skin

D = Dates (What are dates with them like?)

❥ everything and anything and more ❥ any date idea you have, jumin will make sure happens ❥ he will so copy dates you fawn over, down to the smallest details ❥ will hate when you plan dates and don’t let him help because he wants you to feel loved, he couldn’t care less about himself ❥ many at home dates that he refuses to call dates because he thinks you deserve more, but he puts so much into them that they are definitely dates

E = Everything (You are my ____ (e.g. my life, my world...))

❥ you are his ❥ there is nothing that makes him happier than being able to call you his ❥ say you are his and he will gaze at you with so much adoration in his eyes that you practically melt

F = Feelings (When did they know they were in love?)

❥ as soon as you saw him for who he was, he started developing feelings ❥ he is kinda obtuse so he has trouble articulating them externally ❥ i think jumin is the type of person to fall in love quick but also falls more each day ❥ he is eternally free-falling into the ravine of his love for you ❥ he was able to be sure it was love the day of the RFA party ❥ seeing you with the people he cares deeply about? that’ll do it

G = Gentle (Are they gentle? If so, how?)

❥ SO SO GENTLE ❥ affection starts off soft but can become more rough and passionate if something is stressing him ❥ the way he cradles your head when he hugs you, making sure that he doesn’t misplace a single hair on your head ❥ the way he manages to pull you away from the paparazzi without even disorienting you? his gentle grasp on your hand as he shoves everyone else away, regardless of what it will do to his image, just to ensure you don’t feel overwhelmed. the way his fingers manage to find yours as they interlock, a soft tug bringing you closer to him. the way his hand moves to nudge your head into his chest, his fingers slipping away from yours to instead move around your waist. the way it seems like it is just the two of you as he guides you over to somewhere more private. the way he cusps your jaw as he places a soft kiss upon your temples, moving to your forehead, and then your lips as he asks “my love, are you alright?”; barely managing to get a word in between the kisses ❥ so maybe i rambled

H = Hands (How do they like to hold hands?)

❥ definetly a guy who prefers to have an arm wrapped around your waist ❥ he wants to feel like he is protecting you because he is always worried about the media/his father’s enemies harming you ❥ i feel like holding hands is a private thing for him, something you guys do when you’re laying in bed ❥ holding hands when you both are doing your own thing so you are still connected >>>

I = Impression (What was their first impression?)

❥ let’s say his first impression from speaking to you 1 on 1 instead of you barging into their chatroom B) ❥ he was shocked at how...genuine it felt? ❥ lots of people seem to try and impress him or treat him superficially because of the family he was born into ❥ that or they act like the RFA and kind of make light of his situations ❥ the fact that you listened and spoke to him as if he was just like everyone else made him happier than he would care to admit

J = Jealousy (Do they get jealous?)

❥ no [read: yes] ❥ specifically when it concerns zen (zen is a flirt tho so i cannot blame him) ❥ also gets iffy with you around his father since he knows how his father is (not jealous but more so grossed out and scared) ❥ wraps an arm around your waist and gently kisses your temple ❥ would namedrop “love” as often as he could ❥ not above making up date plans to get you away from people flirting with you ❥ would so take you on that fake date after. he has to save face so why not kill two birds with one stone? a date with you and a way to get you away from people who don’t deserve you

“love,” jumin says, slipping his hand ever so gently around your waist, “who is this?”

the other person doesn’t miss the way jumin looks directly at them as he places a kiss to your temple. the way his eyes looked so calm yet guarded, as if he was daring them to even think about trying to flirt with you again.

“this is a new coworker! i was put in charge of showing them how everything works.”

jumin’s eyes traced back to you, admiring how well you did your job. you were tasked with helping someone completely new so it meant you had to be considered one of the best. his heart swelled with pride - that is, until the newbie interrupted his train of thought.

“yeah…so,” they trailed off, looking between you and jumin, “would i be able to get your number? incase i have any questions later on?”

jumin swiftly moved his hand from your waist to the small of your back, leading you towards where driver kim was waiting.

“y/n, my love, i made reservations for us. would it be alright if we headed there right now?”

“yeah! of course,” you looked towards jumin and smiled, “sorry, can we talk about this later?”

the newbie simply nodded while jumin couldn’t help but let out a small smirk.

K = Kiss (How do they kiss? Who initiated the first kiss?)

❥ oh... that first kiss CG WHEWWWW ❥ he always initiates it ❥ you can try but he will take control and it seems like he initiated it anyways ❥ lingers before actually committing to it, eyes flickering between your lips and your eyes before pulling your chin closer ❥ a hand of his always gently cradling the cusp of your chin until it isn’t so gentle and more so desperate ❥ will always go back for more kisses

“jumin-”

“just one more love,” jumin says pulling away even more to look you in your eyes. his hair was becoming more messy, the strands falling in front of his face. he looked desperate, as if his yearning for you could never be satisfied. “they can wait, let me love you once more.”

L = Love (Who says 'I love you' first?)

❥ he falls in love first 100% ❥ this is coming from someone who falls all at once if they fall (he is just like me fr) ❥ would verbalize it as soon as he realizes <3 ❥ would ask you to love him when you feel ready but asks that you let him tell you his emotions in the meantime ❥ he has no issue waiting for you but he needs wants you to always know of his love for you

M = Memory (What's their favorite memory together?)

❥ you wanted to surprise him at his penthouse for his birthday (you’re so lucky the guards were given orders to always let you in) so you decorated the whole place and invited the rfa ❥ everyone else was sitting on the couches and talking (zen was purposely sneezing because jaehee kept complimenting his ‘graceful sneezes) except for you ❥ you were sitting in front of the cage elizabeth the 3rd was put in for zen’s safety, meowing back at her to try and commmunicate ❥ jumin opened the door to find his closest (only) friends and the love of his life waiting for him ❥ seeing you try to imitate elly’s meows, as well as the fact everyone wanted to celebrate him ??? ❥ he was so touched he even smiled (albeit small) in front of zen... yeah zen will never let him live that down

N = Nickel (Do they spoil? Do they buy the person they love everything?)

❥ this is not even a question. ❥ if you tell him you think a certain star is pretty, he WILL buy it for you ❥ absolutely adores it when you try to convince him to not spoil you ❥ he’s so used to seeing women go to his father and try to get anything and everything, so the fact that you don’t makes him so happy ❥ he knows you love him for him, which makes him want to spoil you even more ❥ PLEASE do not glance at anything for more than a couple of seconds because he will remember and get it for you

O = Orange (What color reminds them of their other half?)

❥ lavender ❥ seems like a cop out to use his heart color but hear me out ❥ lavender represents calmness and devotion, yet also represents elegance and luxury ❥ it’s a color that reminds him of not only you, but himself as well. ❥ he was the melancholy light blue that would be brushed over until he met the red passion you held within you ❥ he cannot think about his other half without thinking about how complete he feels, and just like lavender, his life is made up of two opposing yet beautiful differences

P = Pet names (What pet names do they use?)

❥ “love” is his go to. he wants you to know he loves you even if he doesn’t verbalize it as much ❥ “my love” when he wants to remind anyone and everyone, even himself, that you are his <3 ❥ other than that, he would stick to using your name ❥ you are so perfect to him, there is no name he can call you to fully capture his love for you

Q = Quaint (What is their favorite non-modern thing?)

❥ oh i got a list, get ready ❥ opening the car door for you, making you wait inside until he does so ❥ princess style carrying you whenever there is a chance of your feet getting wet because he rather be uncomfortable than you ❥ bringing you a flower (minimum) every time you two go on a date ❥ love notes (delivered through text because he is a busy man) whenever he misses you ❥ a kiss on the forehead every time you must depart from one another ❥ i am weak in the knees for him

R = Rainy Day (What do they like to do on a rainy day?)

❥ trips to his private garden ❥ his private garden is more of a garden inside of a greenhouse so no rain would get on you guys ❥ sitting under one of the garden’s trees as you listen to him read <3 ❥ soft classical (guys i love classical music so much shhh) music playing in the background as the gentle patter of the rain droplets lull you into a sleep like state ❥ and when you do fall asleep? jumin will lean his head on top of yours and pretend the two of you are in your own fairy tale

S = Sad (How do they cheer themselves/others up?)

❥ all he needs is to spend time with you and talk about it ❥ you make him happy just by being beside him ❥ omg if you cook something for him.... it will make him so happy that you are even concerned about his wellbeing ❥ perks of him being traumatized and unworthy of love? any positive interaction with you makes him feel loved and happy

T = Talking (What do they like to talk about?)

❥ your day ❥ his day ❥ elly ❥ anything to learn more about you ❥ this man has barely ever been listened to, please just let him converse about whatever he feels like

U = Unencumbered (What helps them relax?)

❥ reading to you ❥ something about you being lulled to sleep to the sound of his voice makes him so happy and relaxed; just knowing you feel so safe with him makes him <3_<3 ❥ laying w elly (but that’s such an obvious answer) ❥ sitting down and relaxing with both you and elly right next to him <3

jumin and you both sat on opposite ends of the loveseat, only being connected by his hand that enveloped yours. elizabeth the third was seated on his lap, purring as he absentmindedly pet her in between pages of his novel. your laughs can be heard as you messed with seven in the chatroom, each laugh causing you to squeeze jumin’s hand a little. this was what he could get used to everyday; the two of you being connected emotionally no matter what you’re doing.

V = Vaunt (What do they like to show off? What are they proud of?)

❥ YOU. ❥ jumin is affluent but he doesn’t like showing it off ❥ he may accidentally do so because he is obtuse at times but he isn’t proud of his money ❥ you and elly > everything else in his life ❥ if you work, even if it is a temp. job, he will hype it up ❥ zen wants to talk about how pretty his face is? jumin sends a photo of you with a “y/n is looking etheral” with his cat chat bubble thingy ;,)

W = Wedding (When, how, where do they propose?)

❥ let’s pretend he didn’t do it in the game already ❥ tbh anyone who says he plans it is and follows through is such a liar ❥ he will do it as a spur of the moment thing ❥ he could plan a whole reservation for you and ask the RFA to prep everything only to get so excited that he proposes next time he sees you ❥ always has the ring on him even if he isn’t set to propose for like another couple of months because he is a loverboy at heart

X = Xylophone (What's their song?)

❥ daddy issues - the neighborhood

“And if you were my little girl I'd do whatever I could do I'd run away and hide with you I know that you got daddy issues, and I do too”

❥ i also made a jumin playlist so if y’all wanna listen click here (giggles)

Y = Yes (Do they ever think of getting married/proposing?)

❥LMAOOOOO... we all know the answer to this ❥ loves the idea of you being his and him being yours ❥ he won’t pressure you to get married asap but y’all would be engaged until you’re ready ❥ y/n han is the most beautiful sounding name to him

Z = Zebra (If they wanted a pet, what would they get?)

❥ you two already have elizabeth the 3rd ❥ no one dared to think about what would happen if elly (jumin refuses to admit he finds it cute when you say elly, especially is seven overhears) died ❥ elizabeth the 3rd is immortal. she will be with you all forever

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