#yoosung;replies

[vienrose]

(Min) I confess I had a dream about you last night, Yoosung.

"A dream... well- what kind of dream?"

#Yoosung;replies #Min

[x-xsunlightx-x]

Can i request a Yuseong x reader fluff?😭💖💖

Thank you for the request 💜

reader is the leader of a Drama club

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"Can you guys hug each other?"

You and your club members decided to practice one more time before the play that will take place after a week. You planned everything except the final scene, which was supposed to be a romantic reunion after the female and the male lead had been separated for so long, but for some reason, those two can't get it right.

"Yuseong, can you please get closer to her?"

"...."

"Please"

They repeated the scene again, but there was no chemistry between them or whatsoever, so you decided to cancel the rehearsal for today and said goodbye to everyone. You started brainstorming more ideas for that last scene because a romantic reunion is obviously out of the question.

You went to the storage room to organize the costumes and found Yuseong there.

"Oh, you're still here?"

"Well, do you want to help organize these?"

Yuseong smiled at you and started putting the costumes into place.

"By the way, do you have any ideas for the final scene?"

"...you"

" what?"

Yuseong shook his head and continued organizing the costumes. You guys didn't say anything for almost 10 minutes, and then Yuseong pulled out a veil designed by flowers and placed it in your head, and you started laughing, and when you turned around, he was holding some flowers that he stole from the vase that was laying on the desk, and then he went down on one knee.

"...Will you--"

"Whatever it is, the answer is no."

You smiled at him and took the flowers from his hand and put them back in the vase. Yuseong made a funny, sad face, which made you laugh even more, he got up and then he looked at his watch, and then looked at you.

"Oh, you have to go."

Yuseong nodded 

"I will see you tomorrow then."

Yuseong was about to leave, but then he grabbed your hand, put a note in it, and then rushed to the exit. you were confused for a moment but then you looked at the note , which says:

I wish it was you instead.

#srry for the late reply 😭 #lookism #lookism x reader #lookism yoo sung #lookism Yuseong #i like to believe even tho yoosung doesnt talk alot he still joined the drama club and gained confidence just cus reader was there

[lunaxriax]

"Did you punch them back?" - Yoosung.

↬ Blood blood blood blood

Jaehwan let out a small sigh, using his sleeve to wipe away the blood from his mouth, hesitantly glancing at Yoosung. Making sure he was facing the male properly before speaking up. "Are you going to be mad at me if I say yes?" He reached out to lightly ruffle the other's hair with the hand that didn't hurt. Jaehwan wasn't really one to fight, or start fights at the very least. But it was a different thing if had to do with those he cared about. "It's fine, I'd do it again in a heartbeat. They had no right disrespecting you like that. It made me mad so, there's that." Jaehwan managed to offer Yoosung a smile and wrapped his arm around him. "Come on, let's get out of here. I need a drink. And probably some ice too." He laughed quietly, tugging the other along with him.

#vienrose #( Jaehwan; replies ) #( Jaehwan; Yoosung )

[hecalledme-jagi]

Now I know why you don’t like yoosung…he’s so annoying 😭

The way this made me wheeze so early in the morning lol

Outside of his route, I think he’s rather sweet and someone I’d totally make friends with, but during his route he’s definitely annoying and in a very overwhelming way. Obviously the comparing thing is our biggest issue here. At first it’s, “Aw he’s saying I’m kind,” but it very quickly turns into, “is he seeing me or Rika?” This is a major problem.

It makes you question his feelings for MC, and it isn’t cute, no matter how you look at it. Comparing someone as a compliment is fine when you do it once, but it can become an insult. When you compare two people to each other, it takes away from what makes each person unique, and could potentially undermine the different life experiences of each person. I could go further and bring up parts of the game that strengthen my point, but I’m not sure how far you are in the game, so I won’t spoil anything.

Now, it’s obvious that Yoosung means well, and his words are meant to be compliments; however, they soon leave MC wondering whether or not he likes her or if he likes the idea he has of her. Not to mention, by him doing this, he’s unknowingly putting pressure on MC as the current party planner, to create a party that exceeds Rika’s. All of these things can hinder a relationship and can be a detriment to one’s self-confidence. Again, I could expand on this, but I’ll keep this as spoiler free as I can.

Even still, there are parts of his character that I genuinely like, and parts of his route that I deeply enjoyed. Additionally, his route is the reason why I fell in love with Zen’s character, who when I originally played the game back in 2016, annoyed the crap out of me. Yoosung has moments that are very cute and easily lovable, but personally, I can’t bring myself to love his character the way many others do.

#my writing #my thoughts #anon answered #anon reply #anon response #mystic messenger #mysme yoosung #yoosung x mc #mm yoosung #mystic messenger yoosung #kim yoosung #yoosung

[jelloooverse]

in my yhk stupid era

[ID: An Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint comic. Kim Dokja says curiously, "I wonder how Lee Seolhwa and Yoo Joonghyuk are doing..." and Shin Yoosung perks up and exclaims, "Ah!" She pulls out her phone to show a picture of Seolhwa smiling and holding hands with a blank figure labeled Y/N and exclaims, "Ahjusshi! I heard that Seolhwa unnie is dating someone! they went on vacation. "I don’t know about Joonghyuk ahjusshi though...)"

Dokja, a shadow stretching from him, says, "Oh. I see." Behind him is a collage of imagined Dokjas looking despairing over a broken heart containing a smiling Joonghyuk and Seolhwa, overlaid with the all-caps text "OTP is dead?"

Shin Yoosung cheerily waves, "Bye ahjussi!" and Dokja pensively contemplates, "..but if Yoo Joonghyuk isn't with Lee Seolhwa then..." He imagines Joonghyuk surrounded by sparkles and with his chest bared and thinks, "Maybe his personality could use some work.. But with his looks he'd be dating someone by now, right..?"

He then looks with surprise over a corner to encounter a sparkle-surrounded scene of Joonghyuk and Han Sooyoung with their heads leaned together. Joonghyuk looks down at Sooyoung soulfully while she laughs with a hand on his chest. Dokja hides behind the wall and wonders with shock, "With... HAN SOOYOUNG?!" Behind him, the real Joonghyuk and Sooyoung are arguing, looking annoyed and aggravated.

Dokja, sweating, goes, "No, that's... hard to imagine working out.." and envisions Sooyoung crossing her arms and exclaiming "Yoo Joonghyuk! You're an annoying prick!" plus Joonghyuk glaring "Han Sooyoung. You are intolerable." to equal cartoony versions of them being "lovey dovey" and sharing a censored kiss. A cartoony, flustered Dokja waves the thought away.

Then he looks back and thinks, "Well, if they're happy then.. I'll be a little lenient on our company's no dating policy..." He later walks in behind them to catch Sooyoung saying, "Blah blah that's fucking dumb. Right, Kim Dokja?" Dokja, looking disinterested, replies, "ugh, leave me out of your lover's quarrel."

Sooyoung turns to him with incredulous disbelief and raises a middle finger. "Shut the hell up??" Dokja grins, laughs, and returns her middle finger while Joonghyuk emits a question mark.

Then Dokja looks at his phone before beginning to grin increasingly obnoxiously as he says, "Should I leave you two alone this time, haha. Am I your guys' third wheel again? It's okay, I don't wanna get between you two! (Get a room alreadyy.)"

Sooyoung and Joonghyuk look at each other silently, Sooyoung looking bewildered and exasperated and Joonghyuk with his eyes coolly raised. Sooyoung runs a hand through her hair and says, "..Kim Dokja, did you develop a new strain of idiot?" Joonghyuk, looking put-upon, says, "A common case for him." Dokja looks offended before they both move around him, and Dokja goes "What-" as Sooyoung takes hold of his coat.

Sooyoung kisses Dokja on the cheek, leaving him blank with shock. Joonghyuk takes Dokja's chin to kiss his other cheek. Dokja is left standing small and comically stunned against a white backdrop.

The last panel simply shows icons of their heads. Sooyoung asks, "Hey, can we just order chicken for dinner this time?" and Joonghyuk frowns, "No. I already prepared for tonights dinner." Sooyoung shouts an incoherent "UGHGGH" of frustration. Dokja still looks shellshocked. End ID]

#orv #yoohankim #jello.png #honestly no idea what this is i just miss them #also dont listen to kim dokja. yoohan is my lesbian yaoi forever<3

[stxrrydreamss]

“Do you ever feel lonely?”

Warnings?: Fluff, angst, suggested breakup, and kissing

Summary: You are reninicising your first date after you two break up, thinking about how it came full circle.

This was inspired by my and ex and I’s first date. I thought you guys might like this as an x reader.

“Do you ever feel lonely?”

I quickly swivel my head towards the male beside me in my driveway. It was only the first date, but something made me feel so secure, and I was optimistic that he was clearly the one. He uttered words I wanted to hear my entire life and only thought happened in those little books and fanfiction I read online. I never once imagined that I could ever be in their shoes.

“Y-Yeah. More than I'd like to admit.” I respond quietly while adverting my attention to the bug crawling on the driveway below me.

“I can fix that.” He says quietly as his right arm snakes around my waist and pulls me into him. I could feel my heart beating inside my chest and my body heating up. This sensation I felt was new but very much welcomed. Everything about him and this date and his words were like a dream. I've never felt this way, and it was startling.

Minutes passed as he held me in his arms, both of us leaning against another vehicle in the driveway. We observed the stars above us with Star Shopping by Little Peep playing calmly in the background, murmuring about everything like we were old friends catching up.

“Can I kiss you?” He requests unexpectedly.

I was never the one to kiss someone on the first date, but everything felt so right, and I trusted him. He made me feel so safe and loved.

“Y-Yeah,” I reply nervously with a slight shake from all the intense feelings stirring in my chest. I closed my eyes in anticipation as he put a hand gently under my chin and tilted my head upwards before his lips gently met mine. There was no hunger, but passion felt through the kiss, and I went in for more. I knew then that I was smitten. When we break away, I smile all giddy and happy and embrace him with my face buried in his chest before I rest my head against it, looking up at him.

“You are so adorable, especially with those eyes.” He cracked up lovingly before kissing my forehead.

I was smitten, but, like all good things, It ended, and I was left feeling desolate once again, more than I ever had.

Eren, Armin, Jean, Senku, Tsukasa, Gen, Saeyoung, Zen, Yoosung, Saeran, Hawks, Hero!Dabi, maybe Aizawa. Izuku, Kirishima, Angel Dust

#my hero academia #mha #attack on titan #aot #Dr.stone #drst #mysmes #mm #mystic messenger #hasbin hotel #hazbin hotel #angel dust #angel dust x reader #angst #fluff #yoosung #jean #izuku #saeyoung #saeran #saeran x reader #saeyoung x reader #izuku x reader #jean x reader #yoosung x reader #zen x reader #zen #dabi #dabi x reader #senku

[headphonemouse]

[Image description: a short comic about Kim Dokja picking a job post-epilogue.

Panel 1: Kim Dokja is shown wearing a business suit, typing away at a laptop.

Panel 2: Han Sooyoung walks by and leans over him, spilling some of her coffee as she moves. He is visibly annoyed. She asks what he's doing, to which he replies that he's filling out job applications. "In a suit?" she asks. "It helps me focus," he replies.

Panel 3: Han Sooyoung sits down beside Kim Dokja and fully turns the laptop towards herself. He gives up on protesting and pouts in the other direction. "You're looking at office jobs? Why? Those suck," she asks. Kim Dokja replies that it's what he's used to. "Do something more useful." When he prompts her for an example her explanation trails off, "Well, the kids never got rid of their habit of picking up animals."

Final panel: A text box at the top announces "Kim Dokja became a farmer." The company members are seen frolicking around the farm; Yoo Joonghyuk is riding a horse in the distance and expertly jumping over fences, Lee Jihye is floating in a pond surrounded by ducks, Shin Yoosung is running around with a dog (perhaps Osu), Lee Gilyoung is laying in a pile of hay, and in the center of it all is Kim Dokja standing open mouthed and dumbfounded, a pitchfork in one hand and Biyoo sitting on top of his head.

/End description.]

#Orv #Orv spoilers #Not really #Art tag #Comic tag #Ink #Pencil #Experimenting with putting the description in the body #I think if I continue like this I'll have to put less images per post #I didn't really have a strong reason for posting them in larger batches anyways

[sircarebearalot]

keep it simmering baby

up for adoption bc while i am def gonna write this baby some day, i'd LOVE too see others do thsi too and honstely if i post it here it's bc it's up for grabs

han sooyoung and kim dokja go to couples cooking bc they both can cook

(kdj, having been in the claws of poverty, never had the ingredients, energy and time, and now he just wanst a fool proof way to learn from scracth

hsy, having lived her youth in the lap of luxury, has always ordered takeout and is now emabrarred by her completely inability to contribute in the kitchen)

and they want to be a fucntionng adult for their partners, yoo 'tsundere star chef' joonghyuk and yoo 'perfect human being' sangah

they decide to sign up for a couples class bc that's less embarassing than just straight up admitting they don't know how and there aren't really classes for hopeless adults and also bc it's cheaper and they are both hopeless cheapskates

so yes, consider they are spending money and time together in a place where their partners aren't aware... does that look good?

lucky for them!! their partners are logical enough to know that kdj and hsy would never cheat on them (BC THEY ARE SUCH SIMPS) nevermind with eachother, unfortaunaltey, kdj and hsy's rep is bad enough for yoo joonghuk and yoo sangah to think that they have found themselves into trouble with .... wait for it.... THE LOCAL MAFIA!!!

so, see in this episode where kim dokja and best friend, han sooyoung go to a couple cooking class and (grudungly and painstakingly) pretend to be in love while all the attendeant, much older couples, fawn over them --- and one younger couple eye them mistruftully bc they think that kdj and hsy are cheating on therui couples bc (why the hell not) kim com are alll low level famous, (hsy is an author, kdj is an editor---whcih no one cares about bc he is also yjk's boo) and the young couple are very salty about it but OFC THEY WON'T POST ABOUT IT BC THAT'S AGAISNT THE SACRED RULE OF COUPLES COOKING BUT LOOK, LOOK??? HOW COULD KDJ RUTHLESSLY BREAK YJK'S HEART??? AND WHAT HAPPENED TO THE SIMPING FAITHFULNES OF HSY???

anyways, that is happening there in that studio, while on the other side of town, yoo joonghyuk and yoo sangah have enlisted kimcom to take down the fearsome mafia to save the two fool that aren't even in trouble.

naturally this epsiode will feature hilarious cutawar moments such as thsi one...

["Do you think Sangah is thinking of me right now?"

"I'm sure she is cutting down the city wondering where you are at," Kim Dokja replies drolly, as he poked mistrustfully at a perfectly fine tomato.

On the other side of town, Yoo Sangah smiles angelically at a mob boss, who was on his knees and holding his right pec protectively. "You will answer my questions, won't you? Where is Han Sooyoung and Kim Dokja?"

"Who?" the mob boss demands.

Yoo Sangah's smile tightens and she nods at Yoo Joonghyuk, who's eyes are gleaming with a slightly demonic light. He advances once again and the mob boss' pleas of ignorance are ignored.]

and ofc

["I don't even know if Joonghyuk will eat my food," Kim Dokja sulked, looking moodily after the instructer that had failed at hiding a grimace at Kim Dokja's liberal use of spice. "He only eats his own cooking anyways."

"Don't you want to feed those brats like the responsible ajjussi they think you are?"

"You have a point," he sighs. "I hope they have finishied their homework."

Not too far away, Lee Gilyoung and Shin Yoosung are arguining on how they will punish the criminals for taking Kim Dokja away (the adulst of kim com failed to remeber how the kids have access to the baby monitors), kimcom for leaving them out of the rescuing ('that jerkface is going to pay for keeping me from rescuing hyung!!"), and each other for allowing such a tragedy to take place. All while a fierce baby Biyoo chimes on with an ocassionaly 'Baat!']

so, stay tuned for the misadventures of silly gooses and silly billies alike!!

#joongdok #orv #omniscient reader's viewpoint #kim dokja #omniscient reader webtoon #omniscent reader #yoo sangah #han sooyoung #kimcom #mafia au #cooking class #fake dating i guess #misunderstandings in the best way possible---COMEDU #*COMEDY #IM JUST A GIRL ITH GIRL NEEDS

[mhaynoot]

yjh and his 0th run where everything is perfect and he is happy and he is married to a woman he loves and all his companions are alive and he is ending a joyful life after the scenarios together with everyone.

he can die old and happy and there is a singular god in the stars who will witness his end.

yjh is happy.

and he still has so many questions.

so he forces the god to whisper secrets and truths his ears. and he does. always so indulgent. such a curious constellation is he. demon king of salvation. a presence that had shaken the world for him, laid it down like a fairy tale.

[1 8 6 4] the being from beyond the wall chokes out like whispered tears and yjh accepts it easily.

[dumb bastard] his god says.

perhaps yjh is one but even still what a kind, lonely voice.

he smile and closes his eyes. i will find my answers beyond the [wall].

yjh and 1865th turn later and yjh is not the 0th turn like how he is not the 3rd turn or the 1863rd or the Secretive Plotter either.

yjh is disgraced by an emptiness in life after the scenarios. this world that moves forward like the ticking hands of a pocket watch. this is a world saved. companions he had known for lifetimes and companions he only knew for this lifetime accompany him now into the setting sun of a story without a reader.

he wonders, viciously, how kdj could ever think it would be right to live in a world built by his loneliness.

ah but he already knew this answer, didn't he?

[constellation, 'demon king of salvation', replies that this is the story he wanted to see in the first place.]

years go by and he tries to settle into the world but it chafes like soaked bandages. the days pass then months then years like words unwritten like a story not even worth novelisation. one day, he cuts off the bandages and breaks his sister's heart.

kdj wanted his happinesss more than anything, wanted a future where yjh and their companions can live together and grow old together. always so selfish and selfess. his salvation.

so, yjh breaks his heart. some days he spends it with vicious strikes and reclusive anger and all the lifetimes of hatred kdj had feared from him. other days, he can't bring himself to do more than open his eyes. and some days, he simply wonders the world and stares at it.

do i always have to give you up?

to let him complete a story where his happiness was unwritten.

yjh refuses.

he is not the 0th turn like how he is not 41st turn and biyoo is not shin yoosung. he had fulfilled all the 0th wants and found all the answers but still he is not fulfilled. he stares into the vast expanse of a starless night.

what am i without the scenarios?

he reads each chapter hsy writes over and over again. he rewrites them. he writes his own chapters. he scatters the stories to all these worldlines kdj's stardust have reincarnated into. he smacks around authors and looks around at the world.

how do you save someone who doesn't want to he saved and what does it mean for a story to save someone?

yjh didn't know for sure but he knew has been saved by hsy's story of kdj much like kdj had been saved by her story of his. and kdj had saved them both. writer, reader, protagonist. the lines between them have never been so clear cut yet have long since been blurred.

the questions and answers he has been looking for since the 0th turn until now in the 1864th turn as an ex-regressor. it is one and the same. it will always be the same. he will always search for it in the turn of kim dokja's name if it meant kim dokja could be his forever.

... it wouldn't be a bad thing if the journey continued a little longer.

he is not the 0th turn like how he isn't 41st or the 1863rd or the Secretive Plottor. he is yjh and he is all of them and he is the one kdj knows.

when the power of stories finally finish, he returns home. a saved world. his companions. his sister.

kdj doesn't wish for his happiness. yjh still does not know for sure what his ■■ is and he is still not fully content.

it's alright though.

because the story around them is pushing them onwards into an ending only a reader can imagine and the hospital doors will always open to that, brimming to an unwritten ending.

#orv spoiler #joongdok #hawrites

[itsdrawingmen]

Crack!

Metal separates from metal, and a faint fizzing comes from inside the can. A satisfying little sound. Zen quickly puts the can to his lips and takes a big swig. It makes his nose a little itchy, but the feeling is pleasant.

Or maybe it’s just habitual. He’s not sure.

He leans onto the counter as he puts the can on top of it. His head is heavy. His mind is a mess. He takes a little glance again at the pack of cigarettes and the lighter. Should he go for another one?

He decides to wait a little more.

Maybe another beer will finally make him sleepy.

Zen pinches the bridge of his nose, then drags his hand down his face with a sigh.

Then takes a wistful look at the kitchen.

It’s a little messy: dishes in the sink that Yoosung's been too busy to wash, although it’s his turn; some snacks scattered on the countertop; a mug of water left on the table. It’s become a welcome sight. Yoosung’s presence has made this kitchen feel less beige and sterile. But right now, in the dim light of the small lamp under the cabinets, Zen feels his loneliness and messiness here that much more jarringly.

He can’t imagine life without Yoosung anymore.

He’s not sure how he feels about the life with him, either.

He has to give Yoosung credit, though, he’s been nothing but delicate. After the botched first kiss and the exchange of confessions (Zen tries not to think about what he has said, because if he does, he immediately feels his face heat up with embarrassment) — after that, Yoosung has been such a sweet soul.

When hasn’t he been.

Zen sighs again, runs his hand across his face one more time. Takes another swig of beer.

It’s still doing nothing for him.

Fuck.

Shouldn’t have developed such a tolerance.

Damn this.

His thoughts are wandering. All of his life — or most of it, anyway — he has been alone in this world. Alone against his parents; alone against all the people wanting to touch him, pet him, squish him, like a little decorative animal; alone against the gangs, the men older and stronger than him who looked at him and saw something they could use; alone against the brutal competition in the musical theatre industry; alone in this beige disaster of a flat, full of nothing but echo and beer cans. The few times he has thought he has had something going for him, he has just remained heartbroken and that much more alone.

His brother. He licks his teeth.

Then mouthes a different name. Yes, it still tastes bitter on his tongue.

He takes a swig of beer to wash down the feeling.

Rika, too. He grins to himself.

They all left. Some took things with them. His trust in people, his hopes for the best. Everything that was soft and vulnerable within him.

His virginity. He smiles bitterly. Such a dumb story, but who'd listen. The name is bitter in his mouth. The void is nagging in his chest. He drinks again.

What makes this time any different?

And why the fuck does it have to be a guy again, he thinks. I promised myself it wouldn’t happen. I wasn’t even a good friend to him.

Or was he?

He thinks back to the hours he has spent googling for recipes to get him to eat. To holding his hand, listening to all the ways he has thought of going out. To changing his bedsheets, to taking out his trash.

To hugging him so tightly and kissing him on the forehead.

To washing his hair. To helping him bleach.

To writing to none else than Jumin Han for the contacts of the clinic.

Why was he doing all that?

Why has he suggested he move in here? Just to split the rent?

He drinks again.

The fuck does it matter.

Now he’s here, they're both here, and among them there’s a guy who doesn’t want to let Zen slip back into his habitual loneliness.

He hears soft footsteps and turns automatically in their direction.

‘Hey…’

Yoosung stops in the doorway, sends him a little, pale smile. It’s warm. Zen raises his beer can to him. Cheers.

‘Hey,’ he replies, then takes a swig.

He has already noticed that little look, running over the cigarettes, the lighter, the beer can. Over Zen’s figure, slouched against the counter. Reading the clues. In the months living together, it has become some sort of a ritual. If one of them can’t sleep, he probably needs a hug.

He prays silently to all the powers he doesn’t believe in that Yoosung doesn’t go for it.

‘Not sleepy?’ he hears the soft voice ask. Yoosung passes by him and settles at the kitchen table, sideways on the chair, pulling his one knee up. They’re face to face now.

At a comfortable distance.

Zen thanks Yoosung’s delicacy as he puts down the can.

‘Nah,’ he replies. ‘Which sucks, really, I have the final rehearsal tomorrow. The dress rehearsal. Before the premiere.’

Yoosung smiles a little wider.

‘Yeah, the premiere. I’ll be there.’

‘Sure you aren’t gonna be bringing a plus one?’

Yoosung glances down, his expression bleakening.

‘Oh, no, I don’t think. One of the guys has a birthday party over at the dorm, and everyone is going.’

‘They didn’t invite you?’

‘They did but…’ he grimaces a little. ‘I’m not really friends with the guy. He’s… kinda terrible.’

Zen nods understandingly.

‘How come you aren’t sleeping? Been gaming?’

Yoosung lowers his chin to his raised knee. His face is now dejected.

‘Still not up for it?’

He shakes his head.

‘I’m kinda nervous to go back. After the last… several times.’

Zen purses up his lips, inclines his head to the side.

‘Assholes. So what’s keeping you up then?’

Yoosung licks his lips.

‘Well, I was getting together with those three girls recently, to study together, you remember, I told you? They were always staying a bit late in the library, and I kind of… invited myself to join, and they didn’t mind. Well, we’ve been doing that for some time, and they’ve been really cool. They asked at first, you know, about the eye… I thought they’d be weird about it, but they were really sweet. And I thought we should hang out, well, outside of uni. And I invited them for boba for this weekend, and they were down, and we just figured out the details and stayed a little too late chatting…’

His smile is warm as he is studying the tiles behind Zen’s back. What a relief, Zen thinks. He’s hanging out with girls now. He’ll be smooching one of them in no time, and we will just gather together right here, talk about it, and agree that we both got kinda carried away and that we’d just forget about all that’s happened. Wow, problem solved.

He doesn’t feel relieved at all.

His heart becomes even heavier.

‘You’re not inviting them to the premiere?’

Yoosung chuckles, shakes his head.

‘Aw, no. They said musicals are cringe.’

‘They have no taste.’

‘Tell me about it. They’ve simply just never heard of Zen, my favourite actor.’

As he looks up at Zen, straightening, his smile is so sunny. Zen tries to give one back, but it feels feeble and insincere.

‘Go get dressed,’ he says, gesturing vaguely to Yoosung’s thin tee. ‘It’s kinda cold here.’

‘I’m fine.’

Zen sighs.

‘You want me to give you mine, or what?’

He’s wearing a warm cardigan, and it’s so cozy, but Yoosung only has to ask for it, and he can have it.

‘I’m fine, really.’

‘Suit yourself.’

Yoosung reaches out for the mug of water on the table, glances into it skeptically.

‘How long has this been here?’

‘All day, probably,’ Zen shrugs.

He watches as Yoosung goes off to the sink, pours the dusty water out, and fills himself a new cup.

The nagging in his chest is becoming more unbearable by the moment.

I could use another cig, he thinks.

‘Are your new friends pretty?’

‘Huh?’

‘Are they pretty? The girls you’re going for boba with.’

Yoosung looks away, as if he hasn’t thought about it.

‘I guess? Yeah, I mean, yeah! One of them, Eunju, actually has a pretty distinctive style. She has this haircut, like… like this,’ he tries to make an approximation out of his messy hair.

‘A mullet?’

‘Yeah, I think it’s called. Messy, with highlights. Green. Yeah, and she always has all sorts of buttons and pins, she let me see some of her collection, and she’s even into LOLOL! Well, I… kind of told her I don’t play anymore.’

‘Aw,’ Zen drops half-heartedly. ‘Shame.’

‘Yeah… But, I mean… yeah, I guess they’re very pretty. Probably what caught my eye was that they seemed… nice. Like nice people.’

Zen holds a straight face as he takes another swig of beer. Being an actor has a lot of perks. One of them being, you always know perfectly well how to hide what you really feel.

‘Mind if I make myself tea?’ Yoosung asks from the direction of the stove. ‘Or do you want to drink in peace?’

‘Nah, by all means,’ Zen makes a vague gesture with the beer can. ‘Help yourself. I’m fine.’

He watches Yoosung pour the electric kettle and turn it on, then rummage through tea bags, smelling them, picking a flavour. At last, satisfied, he drops a bag into a huge mug. It is made to look like a fat smiling panda.

Yoosung glances at him around his shoulder.

‘Sorry, I didn’t ask… you want some?’

Zen raises the beer can. It’s feeling very light now. Yoosung nods.

For a little while, they wait in silence. Yoosung’s on his phone. Then, the water boils, and Yoosung pours his tea. He returns to the table, puts his mug and some chocolate bars on it, and settles on the chair again, pulling his other knee up now.

‘You have no concern whatsoever for your health,’ Zen drops.

‘Said the pot to the kettle.’

Zen doesn’t have any objections to that. He steals a glance as Yoosung opens a candy and sinks his teeth in, staring at his phone. His presence doesn’t feel intrusive. He doesn’t look like he’s waiting for anything. His thumb taps away at the screen.

Now that he’s not looking, and has turned his blind side to him, Zen takes liberty to stare. He studies the mess of bleached wavy hair, the moles on the roundish cheek, the oversized tee hanging from his small frame. Yoosung has a serious look on his face, but it’s all because he knits his eyebrows and squints to see better. He’s so adorable like this, though. Zen recalls the feeling of Yoosung on his lips: his forehead, his hair. His tensed up mouth.

You’re so down bad, Zen Ryu, he thinks.

And then thinks, fuck.

‘I’m feeling like shit,’ he confesses into thin air.

Yoosung puts down his phone. He isn’t turning to Zen, but he reaches out for his mug and brings it to his lips.

He’s listening.

It’s such a habitual little thing between them by now. Someone needs to talk. And the other lends an ear. And sometimes also a shoulder.

Zen lets out a broken sigh.

‘Everything’s just so weird today. I’m feeling weird. Fucked.’

‘Looks like not the kind that a beer could fix?’

Zen shakes his head.

‘Not the kind. And not the kind you can sleep off, or smoke off. Listen, I was thinking. How come you even came to care for me?’

Yoosung turns to face him, settling on the chair sideways again. He studies Zen’s face for a moment.

‘Well, you've always been beautiful, so here’s that,’ he smiles. Then pauses.

Normally, a compliment like this would make Zen feel better. Now it just rings hollow to him.

Yoosung sighs.

‘I don’t know,’ he says. ‘It all just… happened little by little, I guess. We got acquainted, I wanted to get to know you. You felt… nice, you know. Like a nice person.’

Zen smiles bitterly under his breath. Isn’t that what your girls feel like, Yoosungie.

‘You’re a great friend to me,’ Yoosung says. ‘Someone I can lean on. Someone who cares. It was… a nice surprise, honestly, to find out. You’re not, like… taking pleasure in ego-tripping at my expense.’

‘Who’d a thunk.’

‘Helping people is a good thing,’ Yoosung continues, unfazed. ‘An act of love. That’s what I think, anyway. But a lot of people don’t do it out of love. Don’t do it for the other. They just do it to feel better about themselves. And it’s just humiliating and patronizing.’

Humiliating and patronizing.

Emasculating.

Zen looks at him carefully.

‘Do you feel that way often?’

Yoosung nods, purses his lips.

‘Kind of. Not with you, though. Not these days. Not when you stayed with me back then.’

Zen huffs a breath before downing the leftover beer.

‘It was no fun without you. I just wanted my friend back, thankyouverymuch.’

Yoosung tilts his head to the side, looking away. Zen can’t help thinking that he sees right through him, all of his half-truths and half-assed lies.

‘Okay, maybe I just hated to see you… like that,’ he relents. ‘Hated the thought of you. You know. Gone.’

‘You were so patient with me.’

‘That’s what it took. Look, Yoosungie. I’m just. Gonna say it like I think it. You don’t need to return any favours. I did it because I wanted to. And you shouldn’t feel like you owe me something for it.’

‘Like what?’

Zen sighs.

‘I mean. Who am I? To you. When you look at me, who do you see?’

Yoosung looks at him. The stare of his different eyes is soft, intent.

‘I see Zen,’ he says. ‘My best friend. The friend I love.’

‘Why?’

‘Why what?’

‘Why do you… love?’

Yoosung sighs.

‘I don’t think it really works like that.’

‘But something made you look at me that way. Was it because I helped you? Because I was there, bless me, taking care of you, feeding you, I don’t know what else?’

Yoosung looks away.

‘Look. It’s true. It felt… good. Safe. Leaning on you. But now that I’m… doing better, I think I’m enjoying this way more, you know. Now that I can talk to you more as an equal. You’re… really cool. That’s mostly all there is to it. Yeah, I’m grateful, of course… but it’s mostly that you’re just cool. Through all of that stuff, I’ve really learned how cool you are.’

Zen pulls a little face, looks away.

‘Okay, fine, let’s hear it. What do you think is so cool about me? Mentioning this face is cheating, you know.’

‘You’re determined,’ Yoosung says simply. ‘This is probably the best word I can pick. You’re determined in pursuing your dream. In pulling your friend out of a black pit. In carving out a better life for yourself. Otherwise you would have stayed a gangster and a delinquent, wouldn’t you?’

Zen bites onto his tongue.

‘I guess.’

‘You’re determined and you never give up or despair. I often despair. But you… you always see the light. And you’re so fiery about it, too. It's beautiful. It’s contagious.’

‘Is it?’

Yoosung shrugs, looking down.

‘I may not always look it…’

‘Oh well.’

‘Yeah…’

They’re silent for a little while.

‘I love the energy you’re radiating,’ Yoosung says, at last, quietly. ‘It’s so deliberate, you know? You know what you stand for, and you... emanate it.’

‘What do I emanate?’

‘Inner strength. Determination. Passion. But also kindness. A very sincere and no-nonsense sort of kindness.’

Zen winces.

‘Yeah, figures.’

Why does he have to sound so honest, so sincere? Why does he have to be such a great guy, why does he have to make Zen’s heart melt like butter?

And why has Zen expected anything else from him?

Yoosung looks down.

‘You probably hear that a lot. But, well. That’s just what I’m thinking. Do you think it’s cheesy?’

Zen crumples the empty beer can in his hand at last. He opens the cabinet under the sink to throw it away, then takes a new one out of the fridge. He cracks it open and immediately takes a big swig. Yoosung watches him quietly, then sips his tea.

‘I wish you’d just admit that you see me as some kinda mama ducky,’ Zen says at last. ‘Or as some kind of guy you feel like you owe something to.’

‘I don’t think that.’

Zen huffs, gulps down beer in huge mouthfuls, almost painful to swallow.

‘You should be out there wooing that girl with a mullet,’ he mutters under his breath. Then toks the can on the counter and wipes his mouth with the back of his hand. His voice is shaky and disobedient.

Yoosung huffs out as he rises. He crosses the kitchen, and then Zen suddenly feels him so close, and his arms wrap softly around Zen’s waist, and then he nestles comfortably against his side.

‘I’d much rather stay right here,’ he says.

His hands are now locked together, resting on Zen’s hip. The cloud of hair tickles his nose. Zen chokes up.

I wanted to get sleepy, he thinks. Not sentimental. What’s this bullshit.

And then he drapes his arm softly around Yoosung’s shoulders, nudging him even closer. He closes his eyes and breathes him in: a faint smell of the tee that needs a wash, of fresh hair, of scented tea and chocolate. His lips find Yoosung’s temple almost past his will. He presses a kiss into tender skin.

He can’t believe he has almost managed to convince himself he doesn’t want this.

‘I should be in bed,’ he mutters into Yoosung’s hair.

Another little kiss comes naturally: just lips brushing past skin, they’re so close anyway.

‘Wanna go now?’

Zen takes another deep breath.

‘Yeah, just a little bit more.’

‘Just tell me when you wanna go.’

Zen’s fingers brush Yoosung’s arm absently.

‘You sure you’re not cold?’

‘Nah.’

‘Climb under the cardigan, if you wanna.’

‘It’s comfy here.’

Maybe it’s for the better, Zen thinks. Maybe he’s just telling himself he worries for him. Maybe it’s the wolf speaking. Maybe he should just let go, and not risk tainting this beautiful person with whatever he himself is tainted with, or cutting him on the spiky constructions built around whatever is still left vulnerable in him.

‘Just a few more minutes,’ he mutters.

‘As long as you want,’ Yoosung says quietly. ‘I’m not going anywhere.'

#zensung #yoozen #mysmes #mystic messenger #yoosung kim #hyun ryu #zen mystic messenger #the boys are hugginggggggggg

[zennryu]

Ramen — 707 × Reader

Note: Just a little drabble to ease the ABSOLUTE HEARTBREAK I EXPERIENCED IN HIS ROUTE.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

I woke up to the same sight before my eyes before I closed them. Tiredly, I shifted my gaze to the clock. 3:12 am.

"Did you eat dinner?" I asked quietly while sitting up and rubbing my eyes.

1 second.

3 seconds.

5 seconds.

"No." Seven replied curtly while continuing to tap away on his keyboard. Cold as ever.

I sighed before walking towards the kitchen without saying another word. As I switched on the lights, I couldn't help but feel that the kitchen remained sadly dim despite the light on the ceiling. I scrolled through my phone, messages from the chatroom immediately coming to my attention. I sighed as i closed my phone.

"Let's see..aha! Perfect!" I grabbed the pack of instant ramen and turned on the stove. I quickly grabbed a few eggs before stopping abruptly to glance at the pile of empty Honey Buddha Chips on the trash. "What am I gonna do with you.." I sighed before smiling.

"Eat up. It tastes best when its cold." I said quietly as I placed the hot bowl of ramen on his table and sitting back down on the couch not far away from him to talk to yoosung and the others.

The continuous rhythm of tapping on keyboards continue. I don't dare look up. Scared to find that Seven won't really eat it as usual. I tried to keep a neutral expression on my face as I felt my chest swell in pain remembering the bright moments me and Seven spent on the chatrooms that was now shadowed by the cold atmosphere as he stared at his computer.

Tap. I heard the tapping stop with a sigh as I abruptly looked up over to him. Hope filled my heart at the sight before feeling it crack as I watched him bring the plate to the kitchen and heard a series of clanks.

Is he throwing it away..?

Rage filled my senses as I stood up feeling fed up before halting in my tracks.

"You didn't eat dinner either." was all he said as he faced me with now two bowls of the ramen I cooked.

I stood there shocked, unsure of how to react. I watched as a hesitant smirk spread across his features.

"I guess the God 707 Defender of Justice does need his meals too."

And just like that, in a room where not even a single bulb was on, it suddenly shined brighter.

#mystic messemger #saeyoung #saeyoung choi #saeyoung choi x reader #707 #707 x reader #luciel choi #luciel #luciel choi x reader #mystic messneger x reader #707 ramen #mystic messenger 707 #mystic messenger 707 x reader #mystic messenger fluff #mysme #mysmes #zennryu

[vienrose]

-closed starter for @anemia-rp-

Yoosung usually tried to leave the shelter early, mostly because there were fewer busses at such an hour and he also liked to get a good night's sleep before morning classes. Though there was an unexpected emergency that they needed to tend to, therefore, here he was, the last one to lock up. "I still need to make lunch, ay.." he mumbled to himself about to turn and head on his way, though he paused in his tracks when he noticed someone squatting by the wall, causing him to jump a little. In his defense it was dark and it wasn't like he could hear anything around him. "Oh my goodness.." he pressed a hand to his chest and let out a sigh.

#Yoosung;replies #Teru

[x-xsunlightx-x]

Cap Guy/Yoosung x reader? You can ignore it if you want:D

Thank you for the request 💜💜

Question ( yoosung x reader ) ---------------------------------------

The last strawberry frozen yogurt was there, waiting for you in the cafeteria, and you decided this would be your last chance to make Yoosung fall in love with you, since you noticed he liked frozen yogurt a lot, especially the strawberry-flavored one. So today you decided you would give him one and ask him to go on a date with you, and just hope that his terrible, frustrating twin won't mess up your plans like he always does.

You grabbed the frozen yogurt and were about to walk up to Yoosung when suddenly his twin showed up in front of you.

"Give me that."

" no?"

"I know you are about to give it to my twin anyway."

" so? I will give it to him myself.

" no "

"you are being annoying as usual"

Eugene took the frozen yogurt from your hand anyway and started walking away.

"What the hell?"

You were about to grab his shoulder but then his buff, tall friend grabbed your hand first.

"Oh, come on, how the hell did this school allow both of you to attend it?"

eugene turned around and smirked at you which pissed you off even more

"You should give up on Yoosung; he doesn't need yo-"

Eugen felt a liquid dripping on his head, which turned out to be strawberry milk.

"Here, have some calcium."

Mandeok looked at your other hand, which was the one holding the milk bottle, and he was definitely about to punch you, but you decided to throw the milk bottle at his face before he could do anything. You took the frozen yogurt from Eugene's hand and quickly got away from those two.

You went to Yoosung and put the frozen yogurt in front of him.

"Hey, I brought this for you."

Yoosung looked up from his book and gave you a small smile and a nod.

"By the way,"

" ?"

"...Would you like to go on a date with me?"

Yoosung's face turned red, and Eugene was behind you, soaked in milk, but his twin was so focused on your question that he didn't even notice him, and it looks like Eugene didn't like that at all. You thought Yoosung would turn you down, but he smiled even more and started nodding aggressively, which, in your opinion, was really cute. You gave him your number and went back to your table. Eugene kept glaring at you for the rest of the day of course

but it was worth it.

#srry for the late reply :') #lookism #lookism x reader #lookism yoosung #yoosung #lookism eugene #mandeok bang #am srry if this felt more like yn and eugene hating on eachother 😭😭

[lunaxriax]

❛  is it okay if i hold your hand?  ❜ - Yoosung

🐝  *  ―  𝑹𝑨𝑵𝑫𝑶𝑴 𝑭𝑳𝑼𝑭𝑭𝒀 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺. @vienrose

Jaehwan had promised Yoosung to pick him up from work that day since he had suggested to have lunch together. He'd arrived there a little earlier than the time Yoosung would have been done with work, sending him a quick text to let him know that he was waiting outside for him. Before leaving his place, Jaehwan had contemplated on whether to already buy the food and bringing it with him or not, but in the end went with the decision to take him to a nice place instead. There were plenty of options in the area, with a few ones that he had already been to before. Once Yoosung made his way outside, he got up from the bench and walked up to the younger with a bright smile.

"Sorry that I got here earlier. I didn't really... have anything else to do." He chuckled lightly, reaching out to tug a little at the other's sleeve, motioning him to follow. As they were walking and talking about how work had went, Yoosung had suddenly stopped moving which made him halt as well, glancing at him with a questioning gaze. "Everything okay?" There was a small hint of concern in Jaehwan's tone yet it quickly changed when the male spoke up. "It's absolutely okay, Yoosung." He smiled and held his hand, giving it a comforting squeeze.

#vienrose #( Jaehwan; replies ) #( Jaehwan; Yoosung )

[hecalledme-jagi]

I agree, but he annoyed me the most in other routes..especially V’s 🙄

Sadly I haven’t played V’s route, but I can imagine lol

In other routes that I’ve played, I didn’t find him particularly annoying. My impression was that he’s an immature character, which isn’t very attractive in my book.

Immaturity isn’t a crime, nor is it a bad thing, but in other routes he isn’t put into a situation or given the incentive to grow and mature. Thus, he stays stagnant. Yoosung has a lot of potential, and during his route, he puts that potential to use. However, in other routes, he doesn’t really have a need nor a desire to improve. The only other route I’ve seen him put that potential to use was in Zen’s route. He was given an incentive to act, helping Zen, and while he didn’t change much, it does show him that he’s capable.

#my writing #my thoughts #mystic messenger #mysme yoosung #mm yoosung #mystic messenger yoosung #kim yoosung #yoosung #anon answered #anon reply #anon response

[myslibrary]

Scenario: RFA + Ray with a sick MC

Zen:

• it took him a good hour to notice something was off

• usually you’re the one up first, attempting to get him up. But today was his turn.

• if anything he was a bit confused. I mean you just laid there, awake, sniffling.

• Zen then asks you what’s wrong. You explain you don’t feel like getting out of bed and you felt off

• Nonetheless, he was worried. Zen decided to stay home and help you feel better.

• He sung for you and acted out your favorite scenes from his plays with you attempting not to pull his head off due to your headache

• Every now and then he would ask if you’re ready to start walking around just to see where your stand point was.

• you both settle down and he cuts to the chase asking you if you need to talk to someone or go to the hospital, you replied, you just didn’t feel it today and you were really off..

•he couldn’t help but become concerned through the day. Surprisingly (maybe not surprising)  he is clingy, holding you not afraid of getting sick himself.

• He could only do so much, and you bet he did the most he could to make you feel better

Yoosung:

• Today was the day Yoosung came to visit you after class

• With it being Five PM, he raced to your place so you all could hang out

• He unlocks the door and notices no sounds or anything going.

•  You weren’t quite awake, Still in bed 

• Maybe you were waking up from a nap he thought?

•his concern began to grow. We’re you depressed? You were dying?!

 Maybe you didn’t get any sleep last night. He slowly walks into your room and sees you laying there, asleep. With a rag on your forehead

• His eyes widen, coming to your side to feel your forehead.

•Yoosung then crawls on you, smothering you in kisses.”babee, are you feeling okayyyy?”

• The blonde boy heard a groan from underneath. “You’ll get sick if you continue this, Yoosung.” He just frowns, “ I don’t mind. Let me take care of you!”

•Yoosung knew you didn’t want to get him sick, but he couldn’t help wanting to take care of you.

•He finally lets go of you, and you begin to have a sneeze fit. Poor boy is concerned. “let me cook something for you!”

• Yoosung finally comes to the rescue with your favorite soup, his emotion wouldn’t change from worried and concerned as you slowly sipped the soup

• Later, he decides to stay the night. You both finally snuggle up to each other, Yoosung then begins to sneeze (and freaks out) 

Jumin:

It was an important day for Jumin at work. Many investments finally came through. He got up for work and got ready.

About to head out of the door. he noticed you weren’t there for see him off for work. He was confused. If you were playing a game with him it wasn’t funny.

“MC?” He paced around the house looking for you, until he saw you still in bed. Abnormal, He thought. Pushing the fear aside, he thinks nothing of it. kissing your forehead to leave for work, feeling it was a bit hot, but maybe you were just over heated and didn’t think much of it.

To make sure he was overthinking, he pulled the covers off you a bit, you were still on fire.

With how he was a bit concerned for you through the day, he decided to come home to have lunch with you, only to find you still in bed. By then it was truly a concern. You were awake? ‘MC, what's the meaning of this? You’re not out of bed?” His tone was a bit straight forward

You groaned trying to sit up, Jumin noticed how pale and weak you were and immediately came to your side. He felt your head again and you were heated up. “You’re being loud Jumin..-” You quickly cover your mouth, coughing, then you began to sniffle.

 “I’m sorry dear. Let me go make a few calls. stay put.” Jumin takes Elizabeth out of the room and calls Jaehee about how you’re not feeling good so he must stay home, and then calls his doctor.

Jumin comes back in the room with vicks rub, two masks, and a pair of blue gloves. He directs you to sit up, you lifted your shirt and places it smoothly a kiss on your back then started applying.

Jumin decided the best course of action was to not leave you alone and to do the rest of his work at home.

•The doctor then arrives with a few nurses and checks you out. Simple case of the flu, and he sets you up with medication. 

• Jumin had no intentions on catching the flu from you, he kept contact but not too much. “You need to feel better.”

Jaehee: 

• You all were sitting outside, enjoying a bottle of wine, when suddenly you felt a bit off, You decide it would be best if you would drink water and lay down. 

• The next day, You woke up extremely late for your day. You felt horrible, So, you decided to call Jaehee and tell her how you felt. This didn’t feel like a hangover. Sadly she couldn’t make it back home and she quickly hung the phone up due to being in a meeting.

• You understood so you took care of yourself. You knew if she could be there for you she really would. Took medicine, a shower, and ate the best you could. 

• Later that night when she came home, she found you on the couch watching Zen’’s DVD”s. “Honey...Are you feeling oka-..” She then noticed a box of tissues, vicks, and soup bowls. 

• She quickly got changed and came to the rescue. The rest of the night, She took care of you. Planting kisses in safe areas, and cleaning up the messes. 

• You both began to relax  on the couch and talk about the music pieces he sung.

Normally, it is rare for her to come home with no work at all, So you assumed she put it off for the time being to make sure you’re okay which was true.

Seven: 

usually, Youre up around, cleaning, cooking, reading. but youre dead in the bed asleep and in pain

A headache? like really bad headache

Seven doesnt quite noticed at first, he cut to the assumption youre just slacking today until he asks you to get him a drink

with nothing of a response, he gets a bit agitated until he looks over at you, completely still in bed.

Ah, yeah shes out for a reason. 

With his computer next to his bed, his head is continuously checking back and forth from his PC to his sick sleeping girlfriend

Any time you would groan for something, there would be a *click, click* “Don’t worry” *click click* and a rushing boyfriend racing to grab what you need

When His break times would come around, he would cuddle you to spend time, kissing you, being super personal

Seven would make sure you were comfortable with feeling awful

If you were throwing up, Seven would hold your hair up and help you clean up right after. 

To try and cheer you up, He would dress up as a doctor, along with a face mask and a keyboard. To play ‘pretend’ This would def. make you feel so much better

When his work day was over, all of his attention would be on you and your desires. 

When you woke up, you woke up to a sick Seven, with his head in his pillow, snoring.

Ray: 

You both had a date to the aquarium planned today. 

Last night before you all fell sleep, He held onto you whispering how

 excited he was to spend the day with you away from work. 

As the morning approached, You both got out of bed excited.

Unfortunately, you felt a little unbalanced, you didn't think much of it

UNTIL you all finished breakfast. You felt nauseous. 

As ray was rubbing his thumb on your hand smiling at you explaining how happy he was to enjoy breakfast with you, you gagged

Taken aback, he gasps a little as you rush to the toilet. 

Yeah plans are canceled. He rushes right behind you and holds your hair up the best he can. As he also rubs your back, he was wildly concerned.

He helped you clean up and to bathe. He also carries us bridal style??? the the bedroom for us to rest.

Completely throwing away your date plans, hes feeling your neck and forehead. He does not care about those plans, Although it would be nice to see fishys. 

You continuously apologize, feeling guilty for puking? but he persists and hushes you with the soft words, “Hey...hey...hey, shhh....its not your fault, just rest.” 

Those words left you feeling Light and calm. Knowing you’re in good hands, for all the times he had to care for himself.

#mm jumin #mystic messenger #707mysticmessenger #mysme rfa #rfa #yoosung kim #yoosung #mystic messenger headcanons #jaehee #saeran choi #jumin han #jaehee kang