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natasha-in-space · 3 months

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Sunflowers are one of my favourite flowers and lately ive been thinking of a yooran fic where ray compared yoosung to a sunflower (in the sense that he associates yoosung with sunflowers) and he also says that the way sunflowers follow the sun is similar to the way yoosung follows rika and this keeps on rotating in my head. Do u think yoosung is like a sunflower

First ship fic, whaaat? Anyways, I don't really ship Yooran, but I do think there is a whole lot to explore with their potential dynamic. I know this was probably requested as in Yoosung being in place of MC as a tester, but I decided to take it into a more darker and grounded in canon territory. That is, Mint Eye effectively winning, and taking the rest of the RFA into its ranks. It is also kind of one-sided, but it was definitely a fun little challenge for me to write!

There are now flowers for each of them in this garden.

The reason was a rather straightforward one. The garden simply couldn't be completed without all of Rika's most beloved friends, who she longed to see by her side so badly. With each new member slowly coming to accept true happiness into their hearts, the garden bloomed fuller and brighter. And how could it not? Rika believed that the garden resembled any living creature on this Earth. It needed care, nourishment, and company to grow big and strong in order to survive against the harsh mountain winds and colds. It would grow sad when it was neglected and abandoned, and it would grow happy when it was being cared for and loved.

And now, finally, the garden has been fully completed. Blooming beautifully in the soft moonlight. A living proof of Rika's success in building a prosperous and thriving paradise for all who felt abandoned by the cruel world outside of these secluded walls.

Bluebells for Zen.

Violets for Jaehee.

White chrysanthemums for Jumin.

And sunflowers for Yoosung.

All of them were together now. Blooming and growing happily among the daffodils that were always present in this garden. They are a constant reminder of its selfless creator.

On the other hand, Mr. Ray was a mystery to Yoosung. He was the one who led them all to the truth hidden behind those traitors' many lies, along with MC as his helpful assistant. He was the one who welcomed them to paradise first and guided them into Rika's loving emrace that would open them up to true happiness. And he was the one protecting them all.

Yet, they rarely, if ever, saw him after that. Of course, he was preoccupied with his duties. His contribution to Magenta's prosperity was almost as great as Rika's. But, out of everyone, Yoosung found himself growing ever more curious of the man that his cousin has trusted so much.

He was still unaware of so many things. It was fortunate that Rika was so understanding and considerate of all of them. She didn't scold him once for being too noisy: simply smiling and informing him that she is more than happy to arrange a shared activity for them to bond over.

As long as he doesn't interfere with their work schedule, that's fine by her.

That's how they ended up taking care of the many flowers in this rather huge garden. Yoosung would be completely lost if it weren't for Ray, who gracefully whirled through the many narrow paths sprinkled throughout the flower-filled grounds, like it was his second nature. His steps were one of confidence and precision, and it was hard not to admire him for his excellence.

It was almost a bit of a challenge to try and keep up with him, without losing sight of his magenta blazer in all the other bright colors surrounding them from all sides.

"-Savior has stated that we should check on the pink roses. She's worried some pests might have damaged them from the last time she visited them." Ray's voice was firm and measured as he instructed over his shoulder. Yoosung always found it odd how he spoke to Rika and the rest of the believers in a completely different way. Not to mention MC. It's like he was a completely different person altogether, depending on who he was speaking to. Still, he would be lying if he said he didn't like this confident and measured way of speaking. It made it easy to just let go and follow his lead without thinking much, if at all.

"Pests? I thought we had a few gardeners to take care of the garden?"

Ray scoffs, walking through the flowery bushes at a quick pace, making Yoosung hurry after him. "It would be a shame if their incompetence made Savior upset."

The conversation was not very pleasant, to say the least.

Yoosung sighs as silence resumes between them once more. It's evident that Ray is only doing this because Rika instructed him to. He can't help but wonder why is Ray so disinterested in anything that has to do with them. The only times he has ever seen him get emotionally invested in something, is when he saw him talking to MC next to his workroom, as well as his meetings with Rika. Yet, to the rest of the believers, Ray appeared almost indifferent and cold in his approach.

He decides to take a chance by initiating a conversation on his own accord. Looking at Ray, who had been examining a leaf of the particular rose, it seemed that his attempt had been successful. As, the man paused, his gaze darting off to the side for a moment, before he straightened up again.

"Yes, that is correct. Savior had that in mind since the moment the first flower has been planted. Magenta's garden couldn't be completed without you all here by her side."

Yoosung's heart froze. He was aware that Rika had never left them, of course. Not really. But, to hear the confirmation of her always wanting to reunite them one day... it made him smile.

He will always be thankful to her for exposing him to the truth.

He couldn't resist his curiosity. Taking a small step towards the white-haired hacker, he brought up the question that had been on his mind for some time now. "Is there a flower that represents... me?"

Ray returns his gaze, as if he were observing him silently. Despite this, his expression remained neutral. He nods, folding his arms behind his back as he stands to face him. He almost looked like a prince, standing with his back straight like that. "There is. There is a flower for each of you."

"Can I see it?" Instantly, Yoosung perks up and takes another step closer, almost instinctively.

Ray quirks a brow, a slight change in his expression that didn't escape Yoosung's attention. Was he taken aback? Curious? Or maybe just annoyed with him getting nosy instead focusing on the job? It was difficult to read. Ray was like a book that was closed tightly, with its cover blank or fully scratched out, preventing you from even reading its title, much less its contents. Yet, for some reason, Yoosung found himself wanting to read that book more and more with each passing day.

Nodding, the hacker instructs the other man to follow him with a quick shake of his head. "I suppose the Savior wouldn't mind you learning of that."

As they walked, Yoosung was deeply in thought. What is it that made him so interested in Ray? It's not like they worked together. Or even knew one another. Their ranks were all they had.

Oh, but he was aware of the reason.

Ray was by Rika's side during those years when they were apart. He was the one who knew so many things that Yoosung didn't.

There was a part of him that felt guilty and ashamed. Rika has given them everything they need to know. She has provided them with the whole truth about that liar V and that traitor Luciel. She has given them what nobody else could. Eternal happiness.

Yet, despite everything, another small part of him, the tiniest, quietest part of him, was still in desperate need of answers.

And they were all in Ray's possession.

"-There they are."

He was so lost in his thoughts that he almost bumped into the other man's back, making him scurry off with an embarrassed flush to his cheeks. Ray either didn't notice his clumsy stunt or didn't care about it. Yoosung followed his gaze to the flowers his attention was directed at.

He squints and raises his brows in confusion. "Sunflowers?"

Ray nods. "Sunflowers represent many things. But, they mostly hold the meaning of lasting happiness and loyalty."

He seemed quite knowledgeable about the topic. Yoosung came up to the large flowers, his fingers tracing over the stem of one of them thoughtfully. Lasting happiness and loyalty... is that how Rika thought of him? Such a sentiment made him smile.

What made him believe V's shameless lies in the first place? Of course she never died. He knew it in his heart.

"There is... more to it, though."

Ray adds, his voice sounding quieter this time around.

"More?"

The other man is now standing close to him, their shoulders touching ever so slightly. Ray doesn't seem to notice or think anything of it, but Yoosung finds himself becoming rather flustered at the sudden proximity, staring up at the hacker with a light blush dusting his cheeks.

"Sunflowers always follow the sun, wherever they turn. With no exceptions, no setbacks. My Savior told me that their unwavering loyalty to the sun reminded her of you. And, once you joined our paradise, she knew for sure that you will never stray from her." Ray turns to look at him in the eyes, his gaze strangely methodical. It causes him to gulp nervously. "-Sunflowers are lost without their sun. They cannot survive without its guidance. A sunflower without its sun there to tell it where to look, is lost and wilted. It will continue to wilt in misery until its sun comes back to show it where to turn."

Yoosung's breath grows shaky. He may have been bad at catching allegories, but this one was pretty on the nose. It left behind a bitter taste in his mouth.

"...I suppose a sunflower really is... my flower."

For some reason, that admission felt heavy in his gut. Like a bag of rocks settling deep within his body, pulling him down with their weight.

"You should be grateful that our Savior will always be there to guide you from now on. You will never feel the absence of her gentle hand again. Isn't that what you always wanted? To be told what to do."

"...Savior is too kind."

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brighteststar707 · 6 months

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OMGGG CONGRATS ON 2 YEARS OF THIS BLOG !!!! I can't believe it's been that long already, I'm so excited for you and I'm SO excited your requests are open !!! 💖💖💖💖💖

I would love number 18 : hello/goodbye hugs that linger with Zen and an afab Reader 🥺🥺🥺💖💖💖💖 if that's okay !! Thank you for everything you do, and we're all so excited for you !!! I hope you have an awesome day bestie !!! 💖💖💖💖💖💖🎊🎊🎊🎊🎊🎊🎊

Mandieee! Thank you so much for the congratulations <333 Seeing you on my dash is always such a highlight to my day, I'm so grateful for you <33 I hope this fic is everything you hoped for and more!

Hugs That Linger

✦Zen x fem!Reader ✦ Words: 1310

Zen is a touchy person by nature around people he cares about. It’s something he’s often teased about by the other RFA members and something often speculated about by the members of his fanclubs. Was the arm he offered to his latest castmate as she descended the stairs on those treacherous heels chivalrous or romantic? Surely it had to have meant something more (it didn't). It didn’t stop the speculations running wild, though.

He loves to throw his arm over his friends’ shoulders when they’re laughing over something ridiculous. After a few drinks, he always slaps Yoosung’s shoulder and gives him life advice that he insists is important (despite Yoosung’s protests). He hugs everyone in greeting when he sees them and throws around affectionate nicknames like it’s nothing to him.

She is no exception. From the day she started working with the RFA, he has been calling her cute nicknames and hugging her and patting her head when he’s proud of her. Little things that have slowly accumulated into a little collection in her mind that she often runs through (most often subconsciously before she falls asleep).

But she is sure that she isn’t making things up when she catches him looking at her with a warmth and affection that makes her cheeks burn, or when he holds her hand when they’re leaving the theatre after another successful show. It can’t just be his playful nature catching her off-guard, can it?

She wouldn’t know what to do with herself and her growing feelings if it turned out to be true.

The crowds at the stage door every night are getting bigger. Everyone is carrying little gifts for Zen or photographs they’d like to be autographed. She stands in the middle of the crowd with everyone else, hoping to surprise him. She managed to get tickets for tonight's show by chance and didn't have time to tell him she'd be there. She’s holding a bouquet of flowers, just a small token to show him how proud she is of him.

When he finally emerges, the crowd cheers his name and she can just about make out the bashful pride on his face as he greets his fans. This is what he was made for, the life he was always supposed to lead, she thinks. And yet, there’s something flat about the look. As if there is something he’s missing.

He starts greeting the fans at the front of the crowd one by one, taking a moment with each to ask for their names and to sign an autograph for them (she remembers just a few days ago he was absentmindedly signing a piece of paper during an RFA meeting, trying to get the flourish of his pen just right).

He hasn’t spotted her yet – she doesn’t blame him. The crowd is big and everyone makes the most of the time they spend in his presence. And to his credit, he gives everyone their moment to shine. He thanks them individually for supporting him, repeats their name back to them (which never fails to make them smile) and flashes them the unforgettable Zen smile.

He also gives each of them a quick hug or a shoulder squeeze. A quick touch of contact as if to say this is real. She finds herself mentally taking note of these moments as they pass. How strange.

Eventually, he gives the crowd a quick scan again and spots her amongst the fans.

All at once, his expression brightens up and turns into a look of unbridled excitement. It fills out that last thing that was missing from his expression, makes it look finally complete. He calls her name and urges people to make way for her to get to him. She quickly joins him at the front of the crowd and, without hesitation, he pulls her into a tight hug, one arm wrapped around her waist, palm holding her body close to his, and the other behind her head, supporting her as he lifts her off the ground slightly. She still holds the flowers in one hand, but he hasn’t noticed them yet.

All she can do is wind her arms around his neck and hold on and enjoy the warmth radiating off of him. She feels safe, wrapped up in him like this, trusts that he will hold her safely until he chooses to set her down again. And then, absentmindedly, as she is noting the smell of his shampoo still lingering in his hair, she realizes that for all the hugs he has given today, none have been like this. He holds her like she is something precious.

“I’m so happy to see you, babe,” he murmurs into her hair.

She pretends that his statement doesn’t set off a million tiny fireworks in her stomach.

She isn’t sure for how long the hug lasts, only that it is over too soon, and that it felt like both an eternity and like a second (and that she wants to hug him again the second he sets her down).

Finally, she is able to present him the flowers, and he beams as he takes the bouquet gently from her hands. Before their exchange ends and he has to go back to greeting his fans, he turns to her and says, “Will you wait with me until it’s time to go?”

As if she can say no to those eyes.

“Of course, Zen.”

He grins. “Great, then I’ll walk you home!”

The rest of the crowd passes surprisingly quickly. You exchange a few words with some fans before they leave (and dodge some questions about your relationship to Zen that you don’t yet have the answers to). Every so often, he will turn to her with a look of disbelief on his face as if to say can you believe that this is happening? It’s contagious and by the time he is greeting and thanking the last fans, his smile is mirrored on her face.

Once the last fans leave, he throws his arm over her shoulders to pull her close to him again. It seems like second nature, as if he doesn’t even have to think about it. She, on the other hand, is thinking about it (a lot). Though, she tries to play it cool. She reaches for his hand that is resting over her shoulder and holds it there securely so he can’t slip away from her.

The walk back to her home is quiet, comfortable. They talk about the show, about her day, about everything they had missed out on since the last RFA meeting. Time passes without either of them seeming to notice and, even though they took the long way back to her house, they seem to arrive at her door all too quickly.

“Well…” he says, not yet pulling away from her.

“Well…” she replies, clinging to his hand harder. “Thank you for walking me home.”

“Anytime, Princess.”

He finally moves, but it’s not to pull away. He turns slightly, and pulls her close to him again, both his hands draped across her waist. Where the last hug was firm, this one is soft. Gentle.

She responds in turn, wrapping her arms over his shoulders and holding him tight. This hug definitely goes on for longer than hugs usually do, but neither of them seem to care. Before he pulls away, she takes a leap of courage. She is spurred on by the warmth of his embrace, by the lingering scent of his cologne and the realisation of how right it feels to be held by him this way. It all gives her the boost she needs to angle her face slightly and murmur into his ear, “Zenny, would you like to come inside?”

He shivers, and she feels every movement against her body.

"Yes," he replies, his voice husky.

#the cold has tried to keep me down but goddamn if i wasn't going to finish this fic #my writing #mystic messenger #mystic messenger zen #mystic messenger hyun ryu #mysme hyun #mysme hyun ryu #mystic messneger hyun #mysme zen #mandimegatron #blogiversary 2

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moonpetrichors-blog · 1 year

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RFA + Saeran On Halloween

Tags: Headcanons, Halloween, Halloween Costumes

Warnings: None

Characters: Zen, Yoosung, Jumin, Seven, Saeran, Jaehee

What the RFA + Saeran would wear on Halloween.

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Zen

Remember when Zen had a phase where he kept calling himself a Greek god?

He even edited his face over the statue of one.

Not to mention, he poses as Aphrodite on the April Fool's cover (mans better watch out for her 😭).

So, it comes to no one's surprise that Zen would dress up as an ancient God.

Of course he loves to show himself off, so he'll wear a sort of silky, white cloth draped around his body, paired with gold sandals.

He'll tie back his hair with a golden hairpiece.

Leaves absolutely nothing to the imagination. His abs are on full display and he takes a bunch of photos lol

For some reason I can see Zen using body glitter?? If he was rocking up to a Halloween party, then all those lights are gonna be competing with Zen since he's the most shimmery one there.

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Yoosung

Chat Noir.

I'M SORRY HE LITERALLY LOOKS LIKE ADRIEN AGRESTE

I took over a year off and cut you bitches some slack 🤯

TELL A FRIEND TO TELL A FRIEND, SHES BAAAAACK 😍🤞

No but fr Yoosung would dress up in a cat costume for Halloween

Maybe not necessarily Chat Noir, but he would have the fake ears and all

His outfit would consist of one that is dark (Yoosung emo era)

Omg but can you imagine if he put on makeup for his costume

Yoosung with smudged eyeliner?? SIGN ME UP

I think it'd be so funny if Yoosung and Saeran were friends and (timelines aside), he'd point to him and be like "hey I look like you lol"

Ugh imagine bromance between them two. Like Yoosung can't do his own eyeliner for the life of him so Saeran does it for him instead 😭

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Jumin

See, I don't think Jumin would dress up for/celebrate Halloween at all, but for the sake of these headcanons he will because I said so

He's dressed as a vampire.

But, not just any vampire!

He's a vampire dressed as a brooding dark lord in the Victorian era, living alone with his cat in some high, high castle. (I'm a sucker for some Victorian vampires)

In this high castle of his (*cough* penthouse), he swishes his red wine domineeringly

I think Zen would tease him for his costume because if you thought Yoosung looked emo, Jumin takes the cake. And he's wearing eyeliner!

Does an evil spin on his wheely chair while petting Elizabeth whenever anyone disturbs him

He looks ✨expensive✨

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Seven

There were many ideas I had for Seven's costume.

An astronaut, honey butter chip packet, nun.

I think he'd make a cool zombie though

No I didn't decide this because of the zombie song (maybe)

He 100% goes trick or treating, except he just goes around scaring little kids,

While also stealing their candy in the process.

Like, he just sneaks up behind them right after they've left a house, and roars a Frankenstein-esque roar.

Forget the clowns of 2016, Seven is the one getting written about in news stations

Immediately gets a stomach ache after he eats the hundreds of candy he collected (stole, rather)

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Saeran

Okay, listen.

I know this might be a little bit biased,

BUT WHO CAN SAY NO TO A PHANTOM OF THE OPERA SAERAN?

Like oh my god he is literally so gorgeous in this costume

His hair is gelled up and styled to one side, and he's wearing a sleek black suit

He's also wearing the iconic white mask

His pants have chains on them because just yes

Saeran wearing suits isn't an uncommon theme, and while Suit Saeran isn't exactly one of the best versions of himself, I think it'd still be cool if he incorporated chains in his POTO costume.

Okay maybe I'm really biased

Side headcanon, Saeran is an avid musical fan.

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Jaehee

Like Jumin, I can't see Jaehee dressing up for Halloween

Poor girl is always working she doesn't really get time to celebrate fun holidays like these

On the off-chance she can, she would be a witch

Basic dark colours with some purple accents to her outfit

You know the type of gloves and stockings that Misa Amane wears?

Yeah. Imagine Jaehee wearing lacey and gothic-style clothes incorporated into a witch costume.

I'm really just making everyone dress alternative in some form lmao

If homegirl had a broomstick she'd probably imagine smacking it over Jumin's head. Repeatedly

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Sae My Name - Chapter 1; Funhouse Mirror

What if the prime minister stole one of the Choi siblings from the hospital, and raised that child to think they were an only? What happens when she runs away to live her own life, and just happens to get led to Rika's apartment? Shenanigans, that's what.

Fandom: Mystic Messenger Rating: Mature Chapter 1 Wordcount: 3133 Pairings: MC (Jin) / Vanderwood, other background ships. Notes: This fic is focused around a trans MC, which plays a big role in her story. She is the focus character, though the rest of the RFA and side characters do play a part. You can also read this on Ao3, updating every Monday.

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Jin pulled her heavy red curls up off her neck and sighed. The summer heat was starting to get to her, but there was no way she was cutting her hair. Every time she did, people started calling her ‘sir’ again and she was not into that life, thanks.

“Excuse me.” A voice called out from behind her. “Are you Saejin Choi?”

Dropping her hair, Jin turned and blinked at the man in a three piece suit and sunglasses. Bodyguard. He sure stood out here on campus. She shook her head.

“Sorry, no.” She said, tipping her head just slightly. “Does she go here?”

Here, of course, was SKY University, which was huge.

“He. Yes, sorry. If you ever meet a boy with your hair color and gold eyes, tell him his father is looking for him, please.”

“Oh, absolutely!” Jin said, plastering a fake smile on her face before heading off in some random direction.

Fuck. He knows where I am. Time to move again.

On the windowsill of her favorite coffee shop, a phone buzzed. No one had been in the shop except her for more than an hour. Some poor soul had lost their phone and probably had no idea it was here. Maybe it was that blonde? Impulsively, Jin reached out and picked it up. There was a text message displayed on the screen.

If you’re reading this, please bring my phone to me!

There was an address and a door code. Jin sighed. She really didn’t want to go somewhere that a random abandoned phone told her to go. It would probably be smart to just hand it to the barista and head home. She had a limited amount of time to pack a bag and disappear again, and while she hadn’t found a new place to be yet a single bag to carry with her backpack wouldn’t be too suspicious. As she turned to pack up her computer and do exactly that she caught the eye of a bodyguard waiting out front, different from the one earlier, and noticed yet another one at the counter talking to the barista.

Shit. Okay. Out through the kitchen it is. Better to just leave behind everything that I can live without.

She tucked the abandoned phone into her pocket and sat there another minute or two ostensibly doing homework before getting up and heading to the bathroom, her laptop and cellphone sitting on her table. She had her wallet in her pocket and that lost phone, she may as well go to the suspect apartment - they’d have no reason to look for her there.

As she walked down the street a ways away from the coffee shop, she looked back. The bodyguard was still looking in the window at where she’d left her things. Good.

Jin knocked on the door. No response. Guess she’d have to use the door code. A few keypresses later, and the door swung open to an apartment so lavish she felt herself checking over her shoulder for more of her father’s goon squad.

She called out into the apartment but only silence greeted her. When she looked back down at the phone she realized that there was a chat there… and it knew her name.

Jin has entered the chat Yoosung★: STRANGER ALERT WEKRJEKWLJR! Yoosung★: Yoosung★: ??????????? Who are u??? Jumin Han: Who is this? Jaehee Kang: Jin? How did you get in here? ZEN: ?? Who the hell is that? I think it’s a girl. V: … 707: Hold on, their location… 707: Hey, how’d you get inside Rika’s apartment? ZEN: Whaaat? Jaehee Kang: Even we don’t know where it is… The location is top secret. ZEN: How did she get in there?! Jin: Who are you people?! Yoosung★: That’s what we’d like to ask you! Jin: How does it know my name?! Jin: I was just trying to return this phone, it’s not even mine! Jin: How did I get invited to this chatroom?!! Jin: What in the world is going on??? 707: It’s Rika’s phone for sure, so I can’t pull up any other info. Yoosung★: Huh? I thought V had all of Rika’s things. Did she lose it? 707: How did you get into that apartment? Jin: I was given an address and a code. 707: I checked the security cam in the hallway, Jin is totally a girl. Jin: You can see me?! 707: And a cute one at that!! V: I don’t think she’s dangerous. I’ll go meet her myself. V: Jin, meet me at the cafe next to the building in 30 minutes. 707: V, I’m coming along. V: That’s unnecessary. 707: Too bad, I have something I need to check myself. Jin: Um. Okay. I’ll be waiting I guess?

Jin sipped the tea she’d gotten at the cafe and fidgeted with the phone in front of her. It wasn’t hers, but she literally had nothing to do but wait and she’d rather sip tea for half an hour at a cafe than sit in someone else’s apartment.

Even though she knew that her father’s goon squad were looking for her, she still pulled her distinctive hair up into a ponytail. Her fringe hanging in her face was enough, thanks. If only I could dye this mess, but it just won’t take the dye.

The bell above the door jingled and Jin looked up to see the teal-haired human she’d been expecting from V’s profile picture, but beside him was an unruly mop of red hair with suspiciously narrowed gold eyes behind danger-tape glasses. It was like looking in a funhouse mirror. She immediately stood and took two steps back.

“Jin?” V said, and that’s when she noticed the sunglasses, combined with the fact that he wasn’t reacting to the resemblance between herself and the man at his side. He seemed to be blind, like Mr. Kim, one of the guest lecturers they’d had in her photography class last semester. Wait, was this the photographer?

“I’m here.” She said, internally cursing herself for not learning how to disguise her own voice as she saw V tense slightly at her response.

“I’m not playing tricks on you, V.” The other redhead said from his side.

“Oh. That’s interesting, then, Luciel.” V said as he took a seat at her table.

“Who… are you?” Jin said, still two steps back from the table.

“Luciel Choi.” He said, holding out a hand to shake, which she did - though she was shaking more than enough without adding a handshake to it, but whatever.

“Jin.” She said, deciding that giving him more information was a bad idea until she knew whether he was working for her, no their, father. She was sure now he was related.

“Jin.” V said quietly. “Do you have a surname?”

“V.” Luciel said, his tone a warning, “I don’t think you want to push that right now.”

Shit, can he read my mind, too?

Luciel turned a smirking look her direction. “No, I’m not reading your mind, you just have no poker face.”

Jin sighed, and sat down, emptying her tea mug all at once as if it were a shot of alcohol before setting it back on the table with a thunk.

“I’m too sober for this. Who are you, why am I here, and should I be running for my life?” she pushed the phone across the table. “This is the phone, you can have it back.”

“We’re the RFA, a charity group. You’re here because someone got our old party coordinator’s phone and information to you then led you to her home and office. And you’re free to leave, but I get the feeling that you didn’t ask all of your questions yet.” V said, and Jin sighed. “So.. I’m going to go order drinks, and maybe you can ask Luciel whatever it is you two aren’t saying with me here.”

V got up and walked slowly up to the counter.

Jin sighed.

“You work for my father, right?” she said, watching the golden eyes across from her so closely that she saw the moment of shock in them.

“Fuck no.” He said. “How old are you, Ms. Choi?”

Jin sighed. “21. 22 next week.”

“June 11th.” Luciel said, deadpan, and it was Jin’s turn to be surprised.

“How did you—“

“You’re close, but you’re no replacement for us.”

“Replacement? Us?”

“I had no idea he was so desperate to steal us away that he’d groom a replacement child. Hair’s a perfect match but the eyes are off by a country mile.”

“These are contacts.” Jin said, not sure why she was sharing that much, but being called a replacement had hit her in a way she wasn’t prepared to cope with. No one should have had to go through what she went through. And if she was a replacement… what had they gone through?

“Ohho, even better. Brown under there, I bet.” Luciel said smugly, and Jin seethed.

She reached up and slid one of her contacts aside to show him the gold hiding behind the green plastic before blinking it back into place. She didn’t dare just take one out, she didn’t have anywhere to put it or any solution to rinse it before putting it back in.

“Fuck.” Saeyoung said quietly but full of emotion, as V sat back down at the table.

“Why are you taunting me like this?” She said roughly. “Do you think I want this life? Constantly looking over my shoulder for his fucking goon squad to come and take me back to that hell? I’m not pulling some elaborate prank here. I just want to live.” Her voice broke on the last word, and she looked anywhere but at Luciel.

“Long-lost sister?” V asked, sliding a tea refill and a cookie across the table to Jin.

“I don’t have any sisters.” Luciel said. “Mom used to talk about how father stole our brother from her, but I was mostly sure she couldn’t tell us apart and thought we were one child most of the time. Why am I saying any of this?”

“Because you’re looking in a funhouse mirror and the entire world seems like it fell on its head?” Jin offered, her voice shaking. “That’s how I’ve felt since you walked in, and I’ve definitely shared way more than is safe for me to have done. Listen, you don’t have to trust me about any of this and it’s probably safer if you don’t, but at least listen about his goons being out looking for me and keep your head down for a bit. Our hair is a beacon.”

Luciel made a noncommittal noise, and Jin sighed.

“Look, I should go.” She stood, and started to push in her chair before V spoke up.

“At least drink your tea and eat your cookie?” V said, in such a persuasive yet calm tone that Jin plopped back into her chair like a boneless fish.

Ugh, why am I even here? I should be trying to reclaim my things from the coffee shop, or seeing if I can sneak back into the apartment to grab clothes to lay low under a bridge for a bit. Instead I’m sitting here with low-budget daredevil and my creepy hacker doppelganger.

“Jin.” V said quietly, pushing the phone back across the table at her. “You should keep this. So you can chat with the members more.”

Jin looked at the phone, and at V, before remembering he couldn’t see her thinking. “Why does that seem like a good idea? You don’t know me. I don’t know you, and I’m only going to be a bother to him.” She gestured at Luciel, irritated.

“Because someone wanted you to have that phone. To meet us. And until we figure out who and why, the safest thing we can do is play along. Besides, Jumin’s already taken a liking to you.”

Luciel looked startled. Jin thought back over the small chat conversation, and shook her head.

“I didn’t really talk to anyone enough for someone to take a liking to me.” She said bluntly.

“No, but you said enough that Jumin is determined you’re interesting and honest, and he wants to meet you.”

“V, I don’t think that’s a good idea.” Luciel said.

V sighed. “Just take the phone, Jin. Use it or don’t, up to you.”

Jin nodded, not feeling up to arguing further with a blind man. As she took a sip of her tea, Luciel pulled his phone out - it had been buzzing apparently.

“Hey Yoosung. Yeah, I’m still with Jin and V. Oh. Hang on, let me ask.”

“Hey, quick question.” He turned to her, and not to V, and she blinked. “You didn’t happen to abandon an entire table of technology and homework at the Study Bean on campus, did you?”

Jin winced. “I did. How…”

Luciel waved her question aside and focused on his phone again.

“Yeah, it’s our Jin’s.”

“…”

“You have it?”

“…”

“Sweet, can I give her your address?”

“…”

“Okay, see you soon, Yoosung.”

Luciel hung up the phone and met her eyes.

“So, wanna go on a field trip to get your things? Yoosung claimed they were his because some sketchy dudes kept eyeing them, and caught your name on one of the assignments.”

Jin cursed. Of course she’d managed to get some poor innocent college kid involved in this mess. This was why she didn’t get to have friends.

“He could be in trouble. Those were Father’s…” Jin cut herself off, biting her lip. “Give me that address, I need to…”

“Yeah, I thought you might say that. Yoosung’s a smart kid, don’t worry. And I’m taking you there. You’ll have to forgive me - I don’t trust you with Yoosung yet.”

Jin cursed under her breath.

“Fine. I hope you’re right about how smart this kid is.”

Jin looked at the car that Luciel led her to and froze.

“No.” She said succinctly and turned to leave.

“Hold on, Sis.” He said, moving closer but not getting between her and the exit.

“I bought this car with my own hard earned money. You’re not going to look down on my babe just because you think I shouldn’t have money, are you?”

“Your babe?” Jin laughed. “Ugh. Fine. I always wanted to ride in a Herrari. Just know this goes against my better judgment.”

Sitting in the sports car made Jin feel even more out of place.

“What are we going to tell Yoosung?” She asked quietly, and Luciel sighed.

“Depends. He’s going to pick up on the awkwardness right away.”

“V picked up on the awkwardness and as far as I could figure, he’s blind. This damn hair is a dead giveaway.”

“Well, yeah. Yoosung’s cute, but he’s also an idiot. He’s likely to think we dated or something.”

“Agh, god, no.” Jin paused. “I mean no offense, but gah.”

“I feel similarly. I always wondered what it would be like to have a sister.”

Jin grumbled something under her breath, and Luciel glanced her way but didn’t ask.

“Seven!!” The blonde behind the door launched at Luciel the moment he opened the door, and Jin watched with one eyebrow raised as her brother (gods that is still weird to think about) picked him up and spun him about before setting him back down out of the way of the door.

Yoosung’s eyes automatically tracked to hers, and Jin got to see as his eyes widened to look at her. Ah. Shit. I thought Luciel said he was an idiot though… also we totally have had classes together, and he never reacted then… okay, maybe he really is an idiot…

“Seven! You brought a cute girl! Is this Jin? Jin’s a girl?! You both have the same hair! I’m jealous. Maybe I should dye mine red.”

“Calm down, Yoosung.” Luciel said, and Jin smirked.

“Hi.” She said. “I’m Jin. You rescued my stuff?”

“I did! Why did you leave it all behind? This is a really nice laptop!”

Yoosung turned and grabbed her backpack which had all of her things carefully packed back in it.

“Uh…” Jin didn’t know how to explain anything at all to Yoosung without getting him in more trouble. “Reasons.” She said, finally.

“Oh!” Yoosung said, like something clicked. “Do you work with Seven? That would explain why he wanted to meet up with you and V.”

Jin looked at Luciel, who seemed to be doing some extensive mental calculations.

“She looked like someone I knew, is all.” Luciel said, finally. “But who knows, anything can happen!”

Jin chuckled. No it couldn’t. She was about to drop off the face of the planet.

“Do you want to game? Or watch something? I never get to see Seven anymore, and…”

Jin shook her head, and Seven apologized.

“Sorry, Yoosung. Those sketchy dudes think Jin is someone she isn’t, and we don’t want to get you in trouble too.”

“Aw, dang. LOLOL later though?”

“It’s raid night, of course I’ll be there.”

“So, are you two an item?” Jin asked when they were back in the car.

“No. No no no.” Luciel said, laughing. “We’re just good friends.”

“Oh, okay. Sorry.”

“Why’d you ask, do you like Yoosung?”

Jin blushed. “No, I… I mean he’s super cute, but I’m not…”

Luciel laughed, a ridiculous grin on his face.

“You’re fun to tease, Jin.”

“Shut up, Luciel!” Jin said, her blush seemingly a permanent fixture.

After another few minutes of awkward silence, he sighed.

“Saeyoung.” He said, softly.

“What?”

“My name. It’s Saeyoung.”

“Oh. So Luciel is…”

“My baptismal name.”

“You’re Catholic?”

“Yeah, I guess.”

“Huh. Cool. I’m Saejin. Nice to meet you, Saeyoung.” A name for a name. It’s only fair. And the Sae… yeah, they were definitely siblings.

“No one else knows it so… stick to Luciel, or Seven if you’d rather.”

“Ooh, I like Seven better. You just keep calling me Jin and we’re even.”

“Can I ask you a favor?” Seven asked, almost quietly enough that she missed it.

“What is it?”

“Don’t disappear? I already lost one brother, I can’t lose my sister too.”

Fuck. How did he know? Now I have to figure out what I can do to stay safe and not disappear… though to be honest having someone who knows who I am and still accepts me… it’s really nice.

“I’ll try not to. It’s hard right now with father’s goons close on my tail.”

“You can stay with me, if that’s safe enough.” Seven offered.

My choices here are to give in and trust my older brother 100%, or to run and run now. Trust it is.

“I don’t want to risk your home.”

“It’s a fucking bunker, it’s probably fine.”

“Oh. Well, okay then.”

“Good, ‘cause we’re here.”

#mystic messenger #mysme #mysmes #triplet au #new fic who dis #vanderwood x mc #sae my name

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juminsmysticmc · 2 years

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Rfa x mc that’s literally ALWAYS horny (sorry if it’s weird but I feel like it would be funny😭😭)

RFA with a Mc who’s constantly horny SMUTTY

Bro that’s not weird I enjoyed the idea, ahahahaha

Warnings: mention of sex, dirty talk

Jumin

Your husband tried to ignore your soft hand massaging his thigh below the table as the two of you were having dinner with his father.

Despite the CEO-in-line being able to keep his poker face and talk to his father as if there wasn’t anything happening, he was going crazy on the inside.

More than once he tried to softly put your hand away, but he knew better than anyone else that as soon as you were horny, nothing and no one except the act itself could stop you.

,,My son, are you perhaps running a fever?’’ your father in law asked his son, chewing his salad as he observed his son turning red.

,,I’m not sure, Father,’’ Jumin responded, trying to keep himself from moaning as your hand was stroking his penis over his black pants.

,,How are you enjoying the food, Mc?’’ Chairman Han asked you this time.

You smiled at your father-in-law as you slowly placed Jumin’s hand between your legs.

,,I really like the fish, Father. Thank you for choosing such a great diner!’’ you praised him.

Jumin grumbled as he felt your damp panties, making his father look back at him.

This evening was a long one for Jumin. In order to make his pains stop right away, the only way was to escape from his father.

,,Actually, I don’t feel well, Father. I’m sorry, but I think it’s better if we leave now,’’ Jumin lied, taking your hand in his.

Finally satisfied, you smiled.

Chairman Han of course also noticed and just nodded, watching how the both of you left him behind.

,,Well, I guess he will give me a grandson at least,’’ he chuckled.

,,Driver Kim, please go and enjoy a coffee first,’’ Jumin said after the bodyguards escorted you to the car.

His loyal driver understood the assignment and left the two of you alone in the big limousine.

,,I will make you pay for this,’’ Jumin hissed after you sat in the car seat.

You eagerly watched how Jumin took off his pants, exposing his throbbing dick to you.

,,It’s not my fault that my husband can make me horny 24/7,’’ you groaned as your husband entered you for the third time today…

Zen

,,Jagiya, I’m scared that I will break you,’’ Zen moaned as you kissed his neck.

,,Zenny~ I’m really wet right now,’’ you whimpered.

If Zen wouldn’t have felt your wetness himself, he wouldn’t have trusted you.

Afterall, you woke him up this morning while giving him a blow job and right before he had his meeting, you let him finger you.

The two of you quickly went on with your quick session, kissing each other deeply.

,,Ahhh, oh my god, mhhh,’’ you nodded when he entered you, his pants down to his knees.

Your body was on top of the table in the changing room, legs widely spread as he thrusted into you.

,,I’m about to cum,’’ Zen gasped, his movements becoming sloppy.

You nodded in agreement and quickly gasped his name afterward.

A last thrust before Zen too groaned, your legs trembling uncontrollably as the both of you were orgasming together.

,,You…look so…hot,’’ he gasped as you were trying to catch your breath.

Three minutes later, the both of you were ready to walk out of the room as if nothing happened.

But something changed - not only men were like wolves, you were one too and he enjoyed it.

Yoosung

The young boy never imagined that you, his innocent wife, would be constantly urging his touch.

In public he had to stay alert to how he touched you. If he just stroked your arm too much, you would whine to him a few minutes later that he aroused you.

Of course the young husband enjoyed the red face of his wife, her embarrassing begs to go with you into a changing room and pleasure her.

Today was just one of these days, while talking on the phone in the middle of the streets of Seoul, Yoosung accidentally kept softly tickling your arm.

As soon as he cut off the phone call, your face was colored a deep red.

,,I’m horny again…Yoosung, it’s your fault,’’ you whispered.

And not even five minutes later, he found himself in a not so highly frequented coffee shop.

The both of you ordered a coffee, took a slip and then disappeared towards the toilet where the both of you began to make out.

Your back was pressed against the door of the toilet, Yoosungs wet tongue dancing with yours as his fingers were playing with your clit.

Your legs began to tremble. You couldn’t hold in your gasps anymore and as soon as he entered you, you totally lost it.

,,I will have to cover your mouth at this point,’’ he groaned. The sight he was having at the moment was even hotter, his hand on your mouth as he was pushing his hard penis into you.

,,The coffee was really disgusting,’’ both of you laughed as soon as you walked out of the shop.

The two of you actually planned on going shopping together but quickly decided to turn back and go home as you felt horny again and Yoosung being a good husband didn’t want you to feel neglected and gladly brought you back home…

Jaehee

,,Mc! We just did it two hours ago!’’Jaehee gasped when she saw the gadget you were holding in your hands.

,,Jaehee, I really do feel horny right now. Can’t we just do this once?’’ you asked her. Remembering the sex the both of you had earlier didn’t help your body at all.

In fact, it was even worse. Just remembering her touch and her slender fingers between your legs inside of you, made you want to feel her once again into you.

You pressed your legs together, hoping for some relief as you waited for her answer.

You basically waited for her to agree on leaving the vibrtor inside of her for the half shift while you had the controller.

However, Jaehee wasn’t that easy to convince to do something like this.

Instead, your girlfriend had a better idea, not realizing that you would really be fired up for her idea.

Instead of you putting the vibrator into her, she was allowed to put it inside of you.

,,But you first have to lick me or else I will cum right away,’’ you groaned.

Jaehee would be lying if she would say that she didn’t enjoy the fact that you needed a lot of affection.

Her fingers touched your pussy again, making you moan loudly.

Only an hour later, you finally were able to experience your orgasm after she licked you and fingered you with three of her fingers.

,,Oh god, this feels so good,’’ you moaned again as she pushed the pink vibrator into you.

,,You just came, Mc!’’ she laughed.

Indeed, the sight of you pressing your legs together and blushing whenever you had to serve a client was exciting, but Jaehee also pitied you and decided to quit the play after an hour.

,,No way I will let you go after you made me like this,’’ you said, showing her your dripping wet panties.

Neither of you cared that you were having sex in the basemnt of your coffee shop. The only thing that you were focused on was Jaehee eating you out for the third time that day….

Saeyoung

No one was really surprised to know that Saeyoung made you pregnant a few months after you moved in with him.

Saeran was actually surprised that it took you so long.

Both of you were machines. You woke up and first took care of him early in the morning.

After breakfast, Saeyoung made sure to give you a quicky and right before lunch you pulled him back to your bedroom again.

,,Ever since you got me pregnant, I feel even hornier,’’ you groaned. Your legs were spread apart as you waited for him to enter you while he stroked himself three times.

,,Ohhh…oh gosh yeah!’’ you groaned when he finally entered you, moving in and out.

His lips touched yours while his fingers were playing with your hard nipple.

Saeyoung loved to make love to you, make you feel happy, and loved to hear your cries even more.

Your pussy was throbbing, adjusting to his strength and clenching around him.

,,You are so fucking tight,’’ he gasped.

,,No cursing in front of my baby,’’ you cried, making Saeyoung chuckle.

His strokes became even softer just for the both of you to cum at the same time.

Of course this wasn’t the last time the both of you made out.

It actually surprised Saeran that the two of you were still leaving the bedroom you shared at all…

ᗰᗩᔕTEᖇᒪIᔕT

09.04.2022 // 00:22 MEST

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kira-fluff · 3 years

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

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

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

MC is an Artist +Confession bonus

V +bonus confession

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

Even though he might sometimes have trouble saying it

V has always showed actions above his words

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

But you understood him, in a way

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

Because you felt that same feelings when you painted

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

You adored nature just as much as V did

Together, you both made a beautiful pair

You wore an adorable flower-patterned, yellow sun dress

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

Him, dressed smartly in a sweater with khaki pants

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And maybe that’s when you realized you were completely and utterly in love with him.

In those quiet times in the meadows, all along you were in love with him.

When you’d caught V taking candids of you, you always would beg him to delete them, which he begrudgingly would, if you really begged him

But.. other than that, you were positive V had no real feelings for you outside of a deep friendship.

That must’ve done it. He knows.

Because suddenly, V had become incredibly distant, flaking out of your naturalist escapades, becoming increasingly difficult to come in contact at all..

it was all pointing to the fact that he had realized how deeply you loved him.

You in turn, pushed away everyone around you.

Rejection hurt. So much. One does not truly understand it until they’ve felt it themselves.

It came to a point where you had no more tears left to cry, you knew he was gone forever.

Your love, your inspiration.

All was gone.

You hadn’t touched a paint brush in months

You’d been skipping meals for a while, beginning to feel more and more fatigue because of it.

It came to the point where all in the RFA (except V) had become so worried about you that they’d sent Jaehee and Yoosung over to check on you

You couldn’t remember the last time you’d checked your phone

Your blinds and curtains had been shut for a subsequent amount of time.

It had been weeks since you’d last changed your clothes, your hair was unkept.

You stopped taking care of yourself completely, emptiness overtaking you.

You had always had a dream of making artwork your career.. but just when your freelance career had begun to take off.. you lost everything.

You couldn’t bring yourself to touch your paints or pocket book. It reminded you too much of him.

You weren’t concerned about money, Rika’s apartment was already paid for and… well, with no real meal expenses, you didn’t feel any real purpose to continue.

You heard a soft knock on the door.

Instead of answering, you groaned, rolling over in your sheets – hoping if you ignored the knocking they’d assumed you weren’t home.

Any last grain of hope you’d had left you a long time ago.

“….MC?”

You slowly sat up in your bed. It was Yoosung.

You instantly felt shame for ignoring them.. and looking, well, like this.

“I’m coming in!” Came a loud shout, causing you to panic.

Damn. Seven must’ve opened the apartment.

Seven was concerned for you, given the surveillance footage, he couldn’t find almost any instances when you’d left your apartment.

Given your apparent closeness, Seven shot a text to Yoosung, Jaehee, and of course, V.

Yoosung and Jaehee replied in agreement and concern, V, however, said something very different.

// V: I’m sorry. I can’t go. >> [sent, 6:08am]

707: I thot the 2 of u were rly close. Did sth happen? >> [sent, 6:09am]

V: I’m selfish. I can’t see her anymore. >> [sent, 6:29am]

707: ? >>

707: > [sent, 6:29am]

read, 6:32am. //

You began to cry, embarrassed and ashamed, as Jaehee and Yoosung called your name throughout your hollow feeling apartment.

Immediate concern covered their faces when they saw you teary eyed in your bed.

“Oh, MC, hey, it’s going to be okay.”, Jaehee immediately held your head in her arms.

She ordered Yoosung to get some food from your local convenience store

From there, she opted to begin cleaning you up.

Jaehee didn’t want to force you to do or say anything, so she never asked questions – unless to ask whether you were comfortable taking a shower or perhaps, eating something later.

You were not opposed to the help, rather, you felt indebted to them, feeling guilty for causing Jaehee, Yoosung, and likely Seven a great amount of trouble.

Jaehee made quick work of stripping your bed sheets, stuffing in the laundry and opening the blinds, cleaning your room and dusting where necessary

A part of her chastised herself for not doing so sooner, but she and the others were afraid that they’d be intruding on your right to take a social media break or something of the sort.

Yoosung came back relatively quickly, a meal in hand, per Jaehee’s request.

He made quick work of making his specialty – an omurice omelette.

Jaehee continued to tidy up, checking up with you when she’d realized the apartment had gotten too silent

You at last stepped out of the shower, your hair taking on a glimmer, as if thanking you for taking care of it at last.

You washed your face, trying to gather your thoughts as your shoved a crew-neck shirt over your head, opting for jeans and slippers as well.

At last coming out of the bathroom, you at last made eye contact with Yoosung and Jaehee you began to cry again.

Without hesitation, they rushed toward you for a hug, hushing you when you’d blubbered, “I’m sorry, thank you, I’m so sorry” in between dry heaves.

After a quick call to Seven from Jaehee, Zen, Jumin and Saeyoung had made their way to your apartment as well.

They each had their piece to share, kind words of encouragement and love.

You were happy by their words, but…

V wasn’t here.

At last gaining confidence through their encouraging words, you ushered them to the large sofas that laid beneath your TV.

Looking down, you said, “I-I’m sure you’re all wondering about V and I..”

You didn’t dare look up when your sniffles began.

You took a deep breath before beginning, “This is nothing to his fault, but….” your lip wobbled, “I believe.. I think he realized that I had completely fallen for him,” you laughed pathetically, “Still am”

Seven began, “MC–”

“I don’t blame him, really, I never intended to tell him… it’s awkward.”

Zen clenched his fist, “That asshole…”

“And my friend” Jumin quickly rebutted.

“P-please! I didn’t tell you this to make you dislike him or anything! I just felt like I owed you all an explanation…”, you begged.

Seven stared at you for a while before saying, “MC… V he’s– I think you should tell him properly.”

Zen, ever the hot-head, stood up shouting, “And get her heart broken all over again?! How heartless can you be!”

You smiled ingenuinely, “He’s right, Zen.”

Before you could change your mind, you picked up your phone, and for what felt like years, you at last dialed V’s number.

On the last ring, you heard sound that the caller had, picked up though there was no sound on the other line.

Jumin and Yoosung ushered everyone out of the room, deciding to take a little stroll outside the apartment complex.

After a moment of silence you started, “…..V?”

You now heard him breathing on the other line.

“V, I know you’re there. Please…” You felt your voice wavering, “P-please… come to my apartment.”, you whispered a final, “please.”

V was silent for what felt like hours before saying, “……..okay.”

You hung up, attempting to mentally prepare yourself for the world of hurt you were about to endure again.

After a long silence in which you’d zoned out, you suddenly heard the door bell ring.

You glanced up. Only V ever used the doorbell.. always had.

You slowly crept toward the door, taking deep breaths to calm your nerves.

Gently opening the door a crack, you took in V.

It had been a few months, but he looked so different. So…hollow.

You moved for him to come inside, closing the door behind you.

“Um, V, there’s something I need to tell you.”

“You already know my answer.”

You looked up, tears welling in your eyes, doing your best to ignore his statement.

“V… I love you.”

You’d never seen V so taken aback, his whole face grew pale.

“Y-you love me?”

“Have. For a long time.”

You looked down, “You can go now.”

Yet you didn’t hear a sound of movement.

Looking up, V was still standing there, shocked.

At last, you managed to hear the softest whisper, “All this time….”

You leaned in closer, “What?”

“I- I loved you.. I love you. Since we’d first met. I-I thought you didn’t want a thing to do with me. Thought you’d figured out I’d fallen in love, so I distanced myself.. selfishly to try not to get hurt, but I still did. And all this time you felt the same.”

You were now the stunned one.

“Really?”

V gently smiled at you, enveloping you in a tight hug, “Really.”

Jumin +bonus confession

You loved to create stories

Various areas of fiction, watercolor splashing against crisp, white pages

Telling a beautiful story in color

And Jumin adored it.

He adored you.

He admired your deep passion to create and your love for everything.

He couldn’t understand how you could see the beauty in everything around you… for Jumin, he tended to consider things in their degree of usefulness.

For the longest time, his father and those around him had encouraged this mentality

And so, Jumin rarely sought for things that would have no real purpose – his penthouse proved this point by its bare walls – void of artistic charm

It wasn’t until you’d met him through the RFA that you’d immediately brought a force of color into his life

He remembered well the first time you’d come to his apartment

You gently ran your soft fingers against the walls of his penthouse saying, “Mr. Han, I think you need some more color in your house. It looks like a hospital in here!” You turned to him, a playful smile on your face.

The breath was knocked out of him.

God, he could never say no to you. If you’d ask, he’d get you anything you’d ever need.

But he loved that you didn’t appreciate that kind of affection. Jumin knew he immediately ran to gift giving for love because it was the only way he had been shown love throughout his life…. and, it didn’t really mean anything to him.

Still, he desperately wanted to be helpful, so if you were ever in a financial struggle, he’d offer to assist you.

You’d proudly decline, declaring you could do it all yourself. He liked that about you too. Your independence, your kindness.

It didn’t take long for him to realize he had taken to you greatly.

One day when you’d come over for a visit, while petting Elizabeth III, you said, “Hey, Jumin.. have you ever fallen in love before?”

Tension filled the air while Jumin stared at you.

How could MC be so blind.

When it had been a few moments he’d not answered, you awkwardly said, “J-just kidding! I figured you’re probably engaged – that was a stupid question, sorry..”

Jumin was stricken by your sudden uncertainty, but didn’t make anything of it.

“I’m not engaged. Don’t listen to anything my father says regarding that. And to answer your question, I think I might have an idea of what that feels like.”

His eyes bore into yours, but he of course missed the look of sorrow that’d taken over your eyes.

He’d watch you paint all day if he had the time.

He couldn’t understand how you could look at a blank sheet of paper and write something so poetically beautiful and paint a lovely picture to match

It was all a part of his amazement of you.

He could watch you for hours, humming to yourself while you played around with contrast colors for your watercolor pieces

No other art had value quite like your own

He encouraged you at every chance he got, “MC, you should go into the arts.”

“That’s what I want to do! But, Dad says the arts aren’t a realistic job.”, you frowned.

“That may have been true in some outdated decade, but in our world today people are always looking for something hand-made and authentic. When we research our products, we look for items that have a ‘signature’ to them. Trust me, people want your art not only because it is breath-taking.. but because you made it.”

You smiled at that, Jumin was always one to put a rational thought forward for your consideration, something you’d cherished.

“Besides, I think you’d be happy anywhere you can create.”

You grinned, pulling him into a tight hug, “Thank you, Ju Ju.”

Staying close friends became increasingly difficult, but Jumin wasn’t going to risk losing his friendship with you because of feelings.

So you surprised him when you began randomly, “Jumin, I think I’m in love with you, okay?”

You made eye contact, doing your best to show you were serious.

As soon as he realized you were authentic in your confession, you turned around and began sprinting, flying open the door to his penthouse

Jumin immediately chased after you, both in a full sprint

You screamed when you heard his breathing and steps behind you and so increased your speed

You had at last reached a dead end, but Jumin was a ways behind you.

You reached for the elevator button, furiously clicking it – thankfully it came on the first ding.

You rushed inside, repeatedly tapping the door-closing button.

You sighed at last when you felt the elevator moving up, gasping for air.

You attempted to continue going up to the highest story, which happened to be 320, grateful that this damn skyscraper had a ton of floors.

You froze when the door came to a stop at floor 13. You panicked, trying to force the doors not to open.

In front of you was a random businessmen, looked slightly peeved at the long wait he must’ve had for the elegant glass elevator.

You apologized, allowing him into the elevator along with a crowd of impatient people, some gorgeous women with a smart suit and long hair, their phone resting on their cheek next to their ear, some more businessmen, glancing anxiously at their watches.

As the elevator climbed to floor 21, a heap of people acknowledged their stop, pressing out of the elevator shaft and onto the busy hallways of what appeared to be the finance department.

You sighed, pressing more buttons to go up higher.

You screeched when you felt a hand on both of your wrists, slamming you into the wall behind you.

Jumin’s eyes were glowing from the slight sweat that was beginning to form on his brow

He looked pissed.

“Don’t. Ever. Run. Away. From me. Again.”

You gazed up at him, a guilty expression clouding your face

“S-sorry..”, you quickly looked away, not bearing to look at the anger in his expression, the way he clenched his jaw and his eyes took on a darker hue… brows knit together. He was really mad.

“You didn’t let me answer.” He said, his voice deep.

He leaned in closer.. you closed your eyes in anticipation.

He breathed a laugh through his nose, resting his forehead on your collarbone and shoulder.

You blushed in embarrassment.

Suddenly, Jumin hugged you tightly, “I love you too, MC.”

Zen

As a fellow artist, Zen was overjoyed to say the least when he found out about your love for singing

Your social media accounts were growing rapidly from your posts of music covers and original songs

You also had a deep love to playing the harp.

It had taken a lot of coaxing to convince your father to let you pay half and he pay the other of the expense of a 200,000 Won pedal harp

But you loved it so much

And so does Zen

He’d definitely insist on doing a collaboration with you

After the recording session and upload, both your following counts grew rapidly

Comments of all types flooded your posts:

OMG!!! ZEN!! BEAUTIFUL ZEN!!

who’s the b*tch next to him?

omg, right?

ew lol

AHHHH I LOVE YOU ZEN!!!

MC looks so cute…

fyp!!

ZEN AND MC WOULD MAKE SUCH A CUTE COUPLE AWEEEE

I agree!! 귀엽다 (cute)

Over the course of your social media endeavor, you’d learned to ignore the ruthless comments of jealous fans

Zen was worried you’d taken them personally so he validated you a lot over the period that the video was a hit

Zen wrote a song about you (which he definitely serenaded you with):

“your passion, my passion one in the same this song – our communicator of my love to you. your smile each day this serenade a simple translator the time we have means so much i wouldn’t spend it any other way.” - radio wave COMMUNICATION by Zen

The song overtook the song charts, making it’s way to the #1 spot in half a day

You’d asked him, “Zen, are you going to make that a single? You are, aren’t you? Right?”

“No, this is something for you and you only”

You smiled at that, but said, “Zen, love like this deserves to be shared. This song will mean something so special to someone else, just like it means something to me. Music, what we do.. it was made to be shared.”

Zen looked at you with stars in his eyes, taking you in a big hug.

You truly were the kindest person he’d ever met.. and he loved you so, so much.

Even though you may not have realized yet what the truth of his feelings were in his serenade, he knew he’d wait for the day in anticipation when he’d finally ask you to be his.

Saeran

Saeran wasn’t personally one for dramatics, but he loved watching you perform

You’d sing for all kinds of musicals – you’d act for a series of plays

He loved it when you’d act in classics like Macbeth or The Phantom of the Opera

It felt like a safe place to forget everything in his life and just watch you

But he hadn’t fallen for you for who you pretended to be, but for who you really are.

You were shy – something he found surprising (but unbelievably adorable) because you were a well-known actress

When you’d first met him, you were walking outside the entrance way of the theater a few hours before your showtime.

You had accidentally tripped and spilled coffee all over some tax forms you had to fill out

You let out a soft, “oh no!”

Saeran had been early for a nice seat (hopefully away from other people) and noticed a woman in a cute over-sized sweater was muttering words under her breath, picking up what seemed to be endless amounts of papers

He quietly walked over and just as softly said, “…need some help..?”

You were surprised at the sudden presence of a stranger

“o-oh! … yes please..”

he smiled, leaning down and picking up stacks of coffee-stained paper

“would you like me to carry them for you?”, he said

“are you– are you sure?” you looked up at him innocently in concern

he answered by gently taking the stack of papers, “where to..?”

“um… i’ll show you..”

he nodded, following you to the backstage area where there was a mirror attached to a dresser, stage makeup covering the top of it.

“you’re an actress?”

you grinned shyly, “everyone’s surprised..”

“n-no, i think it suits you. i was surprised because i’m watching the show tonight.”

“r-really? you’ll watch me?”

he nodded, blushing at your hopeful smile

“i’ll do my best then, if you’ll watch me..”

“good.” he looked away

“i’ll be waiting” you said with a soft smile

“so will i”

yeah you two were literally so adorable.

enjoy my beautifuls

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marshmallowprotection · 3 years

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I remembered an interesting theory about Saeran, but I forgot where originally I read it because it was long time ago.

In Secret Ending, Saeran said something like,

"..the woman who joined RFA after I tricked her, I never imagine he'd end up with her"

"He" here is reffering to his brother, I think.

The theory said that when Saeran becomes Ray after he drugged by Rika, he saw MC from a far and wanted to bring her to Magenta. But he always failed, until years later, he becomes Unknown and use the rougher way. He hacks to MC phone to bring her to the apartment. Unknown shows his interest to MC like he keeps saying 'Admit it you like me' or making MC as his assistant if she refuses to enter the apartment... because he doesn't want to lose MC again.

And when Unknown is gone and recovering, Saeran said 'I never imagine he'd end up with her', like it wasn't all of his plan that MC will fall into Saeyoung. Like originally he really wants to end up with MC. So Another Story was an alternate version when Ray is succesfully brings MC into Mint Eye.

But what confused me from this theory is, in Another Story, when Ray failed to bring MC as the tester, there's only 2 options; Mint Eye was caught by the police or MC becomes Ray's assistant. So yeah this theory is interesting but I don't think so because Ray will not let go of MC, even she refuses to be the tester, except she reports it to the police.

Yeah, I don't really think that this is a plausible theory. I think somebody could definitely make something interesting to read out of this, but to me, I just can't see it being substantiated with canon. Because, you're right, Ray will not let go of the MC. He will refuse to do that, that is quite literally why you get three options. Agree to go with him, call the police and damn him to death, or refuse and become his assistant.

I think if I were going to try to help you make a place where this could maybe be possible is if you try to tie it in together with BRE2. You are forcibly removed from your room in that ending and taken to the basements. It is implied that you were tortured more or less. The Elixir pretty much made it so you can't really do anything, or speak much. You're dazed, tired, and confused.

The person you talk to is neither Saeran nor Ray, as the solidified fusion of GE Saeran is not yet manifested here. So stay with me here for a small second. He is able to say that he never wanted for you to get hurt, and also says that he's sorry that he couldn't make you happy properly. He tells you that he hopes that you'll be happier on the outside, and then he simply gives you some sleeping pills to take.

You take them and you wake up in an apartment that isn't familiar at all. It's Rika's apartment, so it means that he basically gave you to the RFA. So, I suppose if you wanted to make something out of this, you could say that since he decided to stay at Mint Eye and face whatever punishment came for him because he felt like he deserved it for what he did. If he is subjected to more torture and more frustration, who is to say that this may not or wouldn't cause Unknown to manifest here.

If Rika can somehow find a way to cover their tracks and move to another base, I could see her definitely being more harsh to him and it would cause him to detach and would inevitably lead to Unknown or an Unknown type person. It still isn't the same as you being the MC that goes to test the game, or the MC that goes to the apartment, but if you wind up having Amnesia or something of that nature, it could cause for a situation like this. Especially if it was a side effect of the Elixir itself. Because that's the only way I could see you forgetting about him.

It would definitely be a round of major Canon Divergence? But, I think someone could definitely play around with this if they wanted and get something out of it. It wouldn't be a happy ending. It would be him being happy that you're finally happy, even if that's not with him. It will hurt him forever, however. But as long as you're happy, that's all he ever wanted.

#mod kait #mystic messenger #mysme #saeran choi #ask #mysticmessenger #anon #choi saeran #mm

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alotsgonnachange · 3 years

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Mystic Messenger Saeran’s AE Thoughts (.......And Prayers..) #Spoilerz

Hello, I just finished Saeran’s after ending and I have a lot of things to say and I am going to write it down while I'm still all keyed up about it.

First of all… Please DO NOT ask me how much money I spent to finish this as fast as I did…. I’m grown but my bank account is certainly going to have a good ole fashioned CHUCKLE at this….. It’s been a long quarantine I deserve a lil happiness as a treat methinks!

I have been playing this absolutely insane game since I think 2016? When I first started playing the deep routes had JUST come out I think? And I was just finishing up high school and am now a college grad...lmao

I’ve played all routes at least once except Jaehee but i’ve seen walkthroughs of her route (I’ve heard it makes you hate Jumin and he’s my favorite so um. hehe). V’s and Saeran’s routes I found to be so emotionally intense and just….a lot and I've been waiting a long ass god damn time for this after ending okay…. I would theorize and make up an ending in my head but i’m no writer so it was hard to figure out lol. I’m a Jumin stan mostly but I love everybody and yeah I should probably play that jumin dlc too but I need like a DAY to recover from Saeran’s AE. Enough about me HERE are my thoughts on it overall

Major Saeran AE Spoilers under da cut!

Can we please discuss V showing up to the C+R conference room with basically chloroform and made everybody Pass Out like??? I was alone in my room at like midnight just SCREAMING at my phone???? And the creepy ass CG ???? It’s like that gif of sarah paulson from ahs being like “I put arsenic in the wine….and the pasta”

Anyway I screamed at V a lot during this process!!

Loved RFA being sweet and kind to saeran (before V fucking drugged them…)

This is such common V behavior “I have to do it all myself...there’s no other way..” GIRL SHUT UPPP You do this every route....

SO many CG’s and I enjoy them a lot

Saeran’s sprite looks a little TOO crisp compared to everyone else but maybe its a glitch??? V next to him is in 480p while saeran is like 1080p

Hearing both Saeran and Saeyoung missing the other brother the whole time??? PAIN. All my homies know is PAIN

BOSS and his V for Vendetta ass guy fawkes mask??? I literally yelled “this game is TERRIBLE!!” several times at my phone

Their dad is so>??????? When he was sitting on the couch with saeyoung in that one CG while simultaneously telling him to kill himself?????????? Maybe chairman han is actually the best dad in this game somehow

When V and Rika were like we’re back together teehee teehee okay pack it up bonnie and clyde ..

When chairman han calls u and says hes jealous of u and saeran…..HUH????? I’m calling HR

When they go to the apartment and see boss and vanderwood and poor saeyoung is sitting there seeing his brother for the first time in years i wanted to D word sooooo bad like PAIN...PAIN….

Can we HAVE A DISCUSSION ABOUT JUMIN HAN BEING THE BEST CHARACTER IN THE GAME AND HE LOST EVERYTHING IN THIS AE……. he just took the blame and moved on jumin what the hell….. I love him so much r we serious? He watched his 2 closest friends betray him in the worst way and found out abt how Rika abused Saeyoung and Saeran???? I felt just AWFUL. Terrible ...Terrible….

Rika’s change in demeanor from Saeran's actual route is certainly a Choice. I find her much more bearable this time around and unfortunately i think I was too nice to her and ended up with a bad end LMFAO

I was happy to see Saeran stand up for himself and become stronger and confident. You go king!

The CG of Yoosung laying in Zen’s lap is everything to me…

HOWEVER YUP I sure did get a bad ending and I was so mad fdsafdskfdhsf ! (I would be happy to clarify how I got the good one the second time.) MAKE SURE To SAVE EARLY in days 2 and 3 bc the branches on day 4 is where the bad end will show up. For me it was the first day 4 chat and then a story mode titled “SAVIOR”.... If you see that RUN FOR THE HILLS!!

I was so mad! But I had saved in day 2 and replayed and MANAGED to get good end

I’m obsessed with everyone calling V and Rika “that psychotic couple” like…..its true its true…

No those two are so toxic… V’s route was torture watching them go on and on about the sun like yo can yall just call each other babe like normal people.

I respect straight people but not V and RIka that shit was just wrong… Straight marriage was a mistake

Oh lord i also FULLY Forgot Rika killed the twins’ mother…. Yeah that scene was um Certainly a lot but it needed to happen eventually

Like it’s good they know but damn that storyline is just so bleak

I think it was satisfying TO A DEGREE….To see Rika understand where she was wrong, why she was wrong, fess up and even APOLOGIZE! I was very surprised.

Saeran and Saeyoung are Certainly twins with the amount that those two self sacrifice in every route MY GOD…..

The scene with Jumin talking to his father and the other scene of him praying oh my god I cannot tell you how happy I was to see him begin to understand and address his own feelings in a route that was not his own. My main problem with Jumin’s route has always been the trapping MC in his penthouse aspect.. This way Jumin understands love and emotions without being overly possessive !!! YAY also loved seeing him be on good terms with his dad who was surprisingly profound

That last Story mode was Really a Lot…. and Strange things occurred which I will get into in just a minute

Jumin becoming a politician is so funny but ngl … i see it.

Yoosung going to france to study pastries ok king I see u! (it made more sense to me than the vet thing anyway)

Lastly Zen FURRY ERA

MY BEEF With the AE

I was happy with how they handled it for the most part. I think Cheritz heard our feedback about V’s after ending and was like okay….let’s try something different

HOWEVER

Saeran…. Sweet kind saeran… IS SO AFFECTIONATE HAHA….

He must have said I love you like 300 times…..very mushy gushy flowery language...and maybe that’s just his personality but for me it was like eating cake with buttercream cake. It means well, but god damn is it sugary and going to cause a stomach ache later.

He was just… SO MUCH! SO forward and ON all the time in his affections. I honestly felt kind of smothered and by day 3 and 4 I was sooooo over all the compliments… King you’ve come a very long way, but ur still putting MC on a pedestal and probably need to see a therapist.

Nextly….Rika and V….. Naw that knock out gas really ...that hurt lol. Coming from “I would do anything to protect RFA” V? Idk like…. EYE felt betrayed reading that. It was just hurtful. I can’t even imagine how the members would have felt as they were passing out. It was just so cruel. I suppose I understand why but like?? Just TERRIBLE

Them being in cahoots with the agency and the prime minister..HUH??? Also too much

V just felt so irresponsible like I do understand that he ended up in a weird web of secrets that’s hard to untangle but he’s so fucking stubborn he’s SO stubborn it makes me insane. Like sir… It seems like in other routes he wanted to try to protect Rika and the RFA.. But in this AE it seems more to me that he was like yeah i’m protecting Rika and That’s It… so fucking hurtful to me. Both of y’all apologize ESPECIALLY to the twins and Jumin..

The forgiveness thing…… Okay so I think some people will not like that Saeran decided to “forgive” the people who hurt him (Rika, V, Saejoong, his mother). I would point out that I actually think this was approached somewhat well. He says at one point that he doesn’t think they’re good or bad, just people. I think he sounded mature and like this was the way for him personally to accomplish his healing process. Would I have loved for Saeran to flip V and Rika off and kick Saejoong off a cliff? Yea I really would. But like…. If that’s what HE needs to do to heal then who am I to judge?

HOWEVER…. Everything Eye just said goes out the window when the scenes at the end with Saejoong come up�� I was PERPLEXED. Like why did he HUG his deranged father who just kicked the shit out of him??? Also all the chat options that MC has with him r like blah blah you’re like this because no one loves you were so corny to me LMFAOOOO?

AND WHEN HE WAS IN THE ROOM LATER WITH SAERAN… i’m sorry but if that were me I would have called a nurse to deck his ass. Cool he turned himself in YOU SUCK SOOOO BAD AND I NEVER WANT YOU TO COME NEAR SAEYOUNG AND SAERAN AGAIN THANKS.

*scratches ass* I wish I got to see saeyoung and saeran finally sit down and have that first conversation after a long time and hug CG but the ending was fine I GUESS….. I dont care about ROMANCE I want those boys to be happy brothers together

Anyway that was really emotionally exhausting but I fr think I got it out of my system after literal years… And I can rest in peace knowing the choi twins are happy. THATS ALL I WANTED TO KNOW!!!!

#Saeran Choi #Saeran AE #Saeran after ending #Saeran AE spoilers #Mystic messenger #Mysme #Saeran after ending spoilers #mystic messenger spoilers

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saeyoungs-sunflower · 4 years

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Can you write the whole RFA of its not to difficult please. If that is to hard can you do Jumin, Zen, and Jaehee please. For an S/O who flinches at quick movement around them like they will get hit. No one had ever hit on purpose it’s just an instinct from having high anxiety. I do that personally and it drives my family nuts. If I could control it I would.

Hello! Thank you for your request, lovely anon. I understand how you feel, I’m the same with loud noises. Honestly I bug could fly past my ear and I’ll jump three feet in the air no joke hahaha. I decided to write these as scenarios as it just seemed more appropriate, I hope they’re okay!

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RFA with an MC who flinches easily

Yoosung:

“Yoosung, I did it! I passed!”

You came bursting through the door and Yoosung sprung out of his chair, almost tripping over it in his haste to get to you. Your eyes were beaming as you held the exam paper that you were convinced you had failed, and Yoosung’s heart melted and relief washed over him.

You had studied day and night for that exam, and Yoosung had to tell you to go to take it easy on more than one occasion. He understood how important this exam was for you, of course he did. He was also a college student, after all. But you had been losing your spark and it tore him apart from the inside out to see your light dim.

But boy the spark was back, and it was roaring. You both sat at his dining table as he scanned over the document, his mouth dropping over one particular section.

You had got an A.

You didn’t just pass, you got the highest grade and he thought he was going to combust with pride. That’s his girl.

“MC! This is absolutely amazing! You’re incredible,” he cried, raising his arm up swiftly for a high five.

The arm dropped just as quickly when he saw you flinch away from him.

His mind instantly started racing, his blood boiling. Who the fuck had hit you? Who made you so afraid of an innocent high five? He was going to kill-

“Yoosung, it’s okay! I’m sorry, I didn't mean to do that, it’s just an instinct. You know how I’m always getting spooked by stupid things, it’s like that. Please don't worry, I’m fine.”

You continued to explain and he eventually he understood, and also made a note to try and find more calm ways of expressing his excitement with you. He couldn't bare the thought of you being afraid around him.

Jaehee:

You and Jaehee were cleaning up the dishes after breakfast whilst discussing your plans for the day. It had been the first nice day in weeks, and you both knew you had to do something, go out somewhere. But the problem was, you had been at home for so long that you couldn't decide on where to go.

The weather didn't look great for the following weeks either, so you wanted to do something special, but nothing sprung to mind. A crease formed between Jaehee’s eyebrows as she considered the options intently. Cinema, park, shopping-

Then she had a light-bulb moment.

She was so overcome with excitement that she span around to face you quickly enough that she almost missed how you jumped and turned your face away from her.

But she didn't miss it.

Jaehee’s eyes instantly widened as she started to apologise, but you were very quick to turn it down and explained that you were just always on edge due to your anxiety. It was nothing she or anyone else had done, it was just the way you were.

New plan: spa day.

Jaehee felt that you probably needed a relaxing day, and tried to make it a regular thing for you both in the hopes it would ease your nerves.

Zen:

You and Zen were walking hand-in-hand through the local park, arms swaying slightly as you observed the scenes around you. It was a gorgeous day, and it was strangely nice to see the usually desolate park brimming with energy.

A young boy coyly approached you two, a notebook and pen in hand. He had scuffed up knees and a bandaid on his elbow, and he couldn't bring himself to make eye contact as you both smiled kindly at him, encouraging him to continue.

“I’m sorry to disturb you, Mr Zen…sir, but um…if you wouldn't mind please could sign my notebook? But if you’re too busy I completely understand-!”

Zen chuckled fondly at him, “Don’t be silly, of course I can! What’s your name, buddy?”

You and Zen exchanged looks, a silent conversation that only the two of you could understand. You gave him some space to have a proper conversation with the boy, whilst you went to pet a dog you had spotted moments before.

After the boy had ran back to his mother, a note from Zen in his hand and a grin on his face, Zen noticed a tennis ball on the floor. Picking it up he scanned the park, but couldn't find a notable owner. However, he did see you approaching, waving excitedly.

He couldn't help but smile at you, and a little idea popped into his mind.

“Hey, MC, catch!”

Before you had time to process what he said, Zen threw the ball in your direction. Instinctively, you coiled away and hid your face, a gasp escaping your lips. Luckily, the ball fell just in front of you.

To some, you may have just seemed dramatic or pathetic, but Zen knew you better than that. He was by your side in a flash, “Oh my God, MC I’m so sorry. I wasn’t thinking I just-“

“No, Zen it’s okay! You don't need to apologise, you haven't done anything wrong. I've always been like that, it’s just a weird response I’ve developed. You really don't need to worry.”

He listened carefully whilst you told him more, but still felt bad so he bought you ice cream and promised to give you a heads up next time.

Jumin:

Sitting opposite each other on his balcony, you and and Jumin enjoyed a quiet breakfast in the sun. It was his day off, so you both decided to have a slow, easy-going morning. You both had lie-in and cuddled before eventually dragging yourselves out of bed, both your rumbling stomachs indicating that it was probably time to start the day.

Jumin made pancakes, of course, whilst you cut fruit and made tea for the both of you. The quietness between the both of you was comfortable and pleasant, setting the perfect mood for Jumin’s well needed day off.

Jumin felt perfectly tranquil as he watched your face as you looked over the city, eyes darting from building to building. He found you truly fascinating, and always wondered how you found beauty and wonder in everything you saw.

As he watched you he noticed a fly buzzing around your head, which you hadn't seemed to have acknowledged yet. He didn't want it to break you out of your trance, so he took matters into his own and went to swat the bug away. However, you snapped out of it as he went to do so and instantly covered your face with a small yelp.

Jumin halted, his arm still in the air. The only thing that was racing through his head was confusion, mixed with concern, “My love? What is it?”

You let out a small sigh, the tips of your ears turning a subtle rose colour, “Oh, it’s nothing…Sorry, I couldn't help it. I just panicked for a moment-“

Now it was time for Jumin’s heart rate to pick up, “My God, MC I would never-“

“No no Jumin I know you wouldn’t, you've never done anything to make me believe you would either. It was just instinct, it’s because of my anxiety…”

Whilst he understood, Jumin was still concerned. Was your anxiety really so extreme that you were even on edge when he was there?

You continued your quiet day in, but Jumin also suggested that you talk to a professional about your anxiety. There was a limit to how safe he could make you feel on his own, and he hated thinking that you felt the need to be prepared for the worst at any given moment.

Saeyoung:

“Saeyoung, I’m home.”

Saeyoung heard you toss your keys on the kitchen table and the front door click shut. He knew your routine now: you would then hang your coat up, kick your shoes off, go to the bedroom, find a hoodie or sweatshirt of his, put it on and then find him to kiss him hello.

Once you had put on your hoodie of choice, you called out to him but he was nowhere to be seen. You assumed he had gone out to the store down the road, so you decided to sit in the living room and wait for him to get back.

Except, Saeyoung was in the house. He was just hiding.

He had tucked himself behind the door of the living room, preparing to pounce at you the moment you walked in. He had an incredibly boring and frustrating day without you, so he wanted to have a little fun when he finally had you to himself.

He heard your soft footsteps grow louder as you padded towards where he was. As soon as he caught a glimpse of your form, he lunged towards you with a loud “RAR”. He aimed to wrap his arms round you and laugh with you, but he was in for a surprise when he found you on the floor. Your face was buried in the crook of your elbow, your other arm held up in the air defensively.

Saeyoung dropped to floor beside you, carefully reaching his arm out for you, “MC, it’s me! It’s Saeyoung, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you this much. Are you okay?”

You slowly recovered from the ordeal, letting out a chuckle as Saeyoung apologised profusely in a panic. You gently shushed him, “Saeyoung, Saeyoung, it’s fine. Sae-SAEYOUNG,” you finally caught his attention, laughing again at the worry written all over his face. You knew he meant no harm.

“I’m absolutely fine, I promise. I’m just constantly on high-alert, I’ve been like that since I was little. I know you were just having fun, and I know you would never hurt me, so don't look so concerned you silly tomato,” you said with a small smile and a wink.

Jumpscaring then became a Saeran-only-prank.

You and V often enjoyed to paint together when you had a free afternoon. You both had your own set ups in the living room, two easels stood proudly next to the large window that overlooked your well-kept garden.

Today, V finished his painting before you, and glanced over to find you lost in concentration, your eyebrows knitting together and your teeth gnawing on your bottom lip.

V’s chest bubbled with adoration as he studied your features, noting every small quirk and mannerism of yours. He quickly decided he wanted to sketch you like this, even if it was quick and rough, he just wanted to capture this moment in the hopes that one day you would see it and see yourself through his eyes.

He was about halfway through his sketch when he glanced up again, noticing that you had picked up the pace and were painting more rapidly, more expressively than before. The way you moved so swiftly and gracefully left him in awe, but he also saw how you misjudged one movement in your concentration, knocking the glass of paint-water with your elbow.

V clocked it before it started to tilt off the side of the table, moving to catch it easily before it could hit the floor. However, his movement was so rapid that you couldn't control the way you flinched away from him or the yelp that escaped your lips.

Before you even had time to explain, V was spurting out apology after apology, and you even noticed the glisten of unshed tears that started to fill his eyes.

“Oh my God, MC, if I’ve ever done anything to make you think I would…I’m so sorry, please, I would never even think about-“

“Oh Jihyun, of course you haven't done anything, and of course I know that you wouldn’t. You’ve been nothing but kind and gentle towards me. This is just something that I picked up when I was young, nobody knows why, it’s absolutely not your fault. In fact, it’s happened so much less since I’ve been with you, so if anything you've helped me.”

The poor man was still pretty shaken up after that, but he could see where you were coming from. He was pretty jumpy himself, to be honest, so he made an effort to make your shared home as tranquil as he could after that day,

He also suggested meditation, which actually ended up helping you both a little bit.

Saeran:

Arguments weren't uncommon for the two of you, and you actually knew to expect that before you became a couple. He’d spent most of his life not having his own voice, so it was natural that he wasn't practised in expressing his wants and needs in the best way all the time. You helped him with this, and he improved very quickly.

Today’s argument was a tad more heated though.

You both had a rough day, so your tolerance for each other was particularly low. He was angry because you had spent the day with Zen, and you were angry because the reason you were with Zen was because he had hit a rough patch in his career and needed support. Basically, he was upset because he couldn't see you, and you were upset because he was upset. You were also upset because you seeing your friends struggle and hurt had its toll on you, and all you needed right now was your boyfriend’s affection and support. But instead, he was yelling at you which only raised your anxiety-level.

Your own anxiety was not something you had discussed with him, since Saeran had only recently recovered and you didn’t want him to have something else to worry about. You knew he needed to know, Saeyoung told you so too, but you just never found a good time to bring it up.

But now it was coming back to bite you in the ass.

Saeran still found it hard to control his emotions, and sometimes said things he didn’t mean when he got especially worked up, like today. His voice rose higher and higher, until something in him snapped.

“If you care about him so much why don’t you just go be his girlfriend instead,” he growled, throwing his arm to point at the door behind you.

The scream ripped through apartment as you crouched on the floor, hugging yourself with one arm and shielding yourself with the other.

Saeran was frozen in place as he looked down at your crumpled form, completely paralysed by your reaction. Saeyoung rushed into the room and was by your side in an instant, having clearly been listening to your argument and readying himself to intervene should things escalate. Which, apparently they did.

Finally understanding the situation, Saeran forcefully tried to swallow the lump forming in his throat, “Jesus Christ, MC. I didn’t…I wouldn’t…I’m sorry I-“

“Saeran, it’s okay. I know you weren't going to hit me. I just…it’s hard to explain.”

“Please — if you don't mind —please explain. I…I want to understand, I want to help…”

You agreed and all three of you sat together on the couch, though Saeran was suddenly aware of his every movement.

You reassured him, he apologised. You both explained properly why you were upset in the first place. You both understood each other.

It was a horrible situation for you both, but you were both stronger for it.

***

I’m sorry if these are all a bit similar, but I hope they were what you were looking for! Take care anon and thank you again for the request! <33

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gureishi · 3 years

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so... today I finished off Rays route with the GOOD ENDING (thank god) and my sleep schedule is officially non existent! :D

lemme start off with Day 8, because that must've been the creepiest the game has ever gotten for me. I MEAN LOOK AT THIS:

EVERYONE IS LITERALLY GONE, SOMEONE PLS SEND HELP! T_T

I never knew there was a part of Saerans route in which he quite literally cuts off your contact with the RFA????? wish someone warned me, but the surprise was quite welcome too I suppose?? the glitches and the distorted music definitely amplified that scary and hopeless feel I got after being cut off from the rest of the members (especially bby Saeyoung, god I love that boy). OH AND THE WAY THE CHATROOMS WOULD GLITCH BEFORE LOADING?? THAT CREEPED ME TF OUT THANKS!! Although I was in a way also happy that I was able to talk to Saeran more! (it is his route after all).

The chats with Rika always left me feeling frustrated. I could see where she came from and understood her motivations for the way she acted and behaved, but it hurt to see the way in which she believed she was loving and caring for Saeran, and how Saeran internalized everything she told him, idk that just left me feeling a new typa broken.

It was very tempting to lash out and get angry or even just to submit to Saeran and his horrible tormenting, but I held on to get that sweet delectable good ending! (gotta get that cute kiss CG after all)

Also I was worried about Saeyoung and his safety ALL THE TIME, I knew there was a part in the game in which he'd be kidnapped but when it finally happened I honestly wanted to stop playing lmao, also Saejoong Choi can take a piss somewhere, I hate him and I wish they revealed more of his crimes in Saeran's route :(

Saeran's route also honestly made me love Jumin so much more, his so endearing, honest and caring. Love that we get to see more of his relationship with V here, you can actually see that they're best friends and that makes my heart smile.

and AWW THE END WHERE WE SEE V WITH RIKA? That really played with my emotions, and has got me considering jumping straight into his route, because I for one know his life doesn't get any better in Saeran's AE unfortunately. (and of course I won't jump straight in again, since everyone around me has been saying getting two hours of sleep every night just to play an otome game is not healthy at all)

I love the calls we get with Saeran after he finally comes to and realizes his worth, the drugs finally out his system. His so adorable and soft and even goofy at times that it makes me question whether I actually see Saeyoung as my fav (though I'll have to think alot more about that T_T, I swear tomato boy I definitely still luv u lmao)

Also love that Saeran has the most kiss CGs out of all the routes, like yes we love to see it ^^

Oh and the guests for Another Story are just such a treat from Cheritz. I mean we literally invite a dragon?? (a shame Saeyoung couldn't see his dragon buddy) and a coding language??? cmon you can't tell me that's not cool.

even though you gave me the sleep friendly guide, I still ended up getting 100% for nearly everyday (except for 2 of them which was 90%) and I must say I'm quite drained and tired but also happy that I was FINALLY able to experience Another Story, something I only really read about online before without knowing too much detail of what specifically happened. It has quite honestly given me a bigger appreciation of the game as a whole :)

I would love to play Saeran's AE but am so scared of getting a bad end, and also there's like no guides for it anywhere? so there's that to worry about too i guess.

I did decide I'd perhaps take a break from playing this game for a while since unfortunately life continues and its back to work for me, but perhaps sometime soon I'll see myself playing through the alluring and mysterious photographers route instead? ;)

also this route got me thinking alot more why Cheritz didn't give the MC eyes?? Like what purpose does the MC not having eyes provide?? idk Cheritz just give her eyes please, I think that way there'd be alot less questions floating around my bloated and overfilled mind, thanks.

Also thanks for coming along with me and listening about my journey of playing through this Another Story, I really appreciated it! :))) <3

I have been so eagerly waiting for this update!!!! Congrats on getting that good end! I'm really impressed with your dedication—and also, like, please get some sleep 😭❤️

He really is such a sweetheart, isn't he? I totally relate to that feeling of like I LOVE YOU wait I wanna MARRY YOUR BROTHER wait I love you uhhhhhh help, both of you come here and give me a hug.

I am so excited to hear how you feel when you play V's route and, eventually, the AE! And I'll recommend another of Seeme's guides, hehe. I used it last time I replayed the AE and it was great. Here! There's a sleep schedule-friendly one too (though you are clearly a completionist when you play these routes and I feel that—I'm the same way).

Those kiss CGs! Are! Amazing. He honestly needs a lot of kisses.

As far as the eyes thing goes, it sure is weird, huh? Apparently it used to be pretty popular for otome game MCs not to have eyes so it's easier for players to self-insert. Lots of newer games seem to have MCs with more specific appearances (and personalities), though.

I do like to self-insert when I'm playing otome games but also...I look nothing like this MC anyway, so her being eyeless does nothing for me, lol.

Would you prefer an MC with eyes even if she's more clearly not you? I think I would.

Also this route ending man it kills me literally just thinking about it. But just! Remember! That our boy is fine in the end. He's okay!!! He's safe and he's happy and he's got a boat ❤️

Thank you for sharing this Saeran route journey with me, my dear. I enjoyed every second of it!

#asks #caitlynnstrashhole #playthrough #you're wonderful <3

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apenapaperandadoofus · 3 years

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hiii 🥺

school started around a month ago for me and its been stressful so may i ask for some comfort headcanons of the rfa + v, saeran and rika and how theyd comfort a reader who is struggling with adhd/add and feels useless because they cant get anything done and keep getting distracted bdkdjhdjevejjdheue

Ahh I got chu, it happens to me all the time with literally e v e r y t h i n g

AND can I just say I luv how we included Rika in here :3 I absolutely love writing her character when she's actually mentally and emotionally stable, she would be one heck of a partner 😆

RFA+minor duo+Rika comforting a stressed reader (Part 1!) I'll post the other parts soon!

Zen:

The two of you had been fairly busy with work and school, only having dinner time to spend together. Still, Zen didn't fail to notice that you seemed to be feeling a lot more down lately.

He tried asking about how your schoolwork was going, to see if you wanted any help, but you just quietly mumbled a no and changed the subject.

Zen couldn't help the frown that appeared on his face, but he decided to not say anything until you were ready to talk. He still made sure you were taking care of yourself though, and tried to help you with any chores around the house.

Eventually one night, he was on the couch, trying to memorize a few of his lines, until you came in the room quietly and straddled him, hugging him tightly.

"Y/N? Is everything alright?" He asked, his tone worried, and you only sighed, tightening your grip on his neck.

"I can't focus on school. I keep trying to do my work but I just...I can't. And the project is due in a few days and I haven't even started. Zenny...I don't know what to do." You sobbed and Zen felt his heart clench. He pulled you away gently and held your face, caressing your cheek.

"It's alright. I'm glad you asked me for help. I know how hard school can be sometimes, how stressful it is, but I want you to know that you can always ask for my help alright? Now why don't we go and try to work on that assignment of yours, I'll be more than happy to help you."

You smiled. "Really Zen? Thank you. I love you."

He chuckled and kissed your nose before standing up and carrying you towards your bedroom princess style. He tried his best to answer any questions you had, but it turned out he didn't really know about the subject and you had to call the RFA for help, BUT you managed to finish the work in time and got a pretty good grade! Zen spun you around in circles when you told him, and then he kissed you to congratulate you!

Yoosung:

Oh the stress it is to be a college student. Especially if your partner is a college student too, and the two of you always get distracted by one thing or another.

Yoosung and you had been together for a while, and you managed to make him want to change, to become a better person. He started doing his assignments in time, and stopped playing as much LOLOL. For him homework seemed to be easy as heck.

For you though? You wanted to throw yourself out the window. Everytime you sat down to do your work, you suddenly got this urge to read, or use or phone, or paint or even learn how to play the cello for some reason. You seemed to want to do anything else but homework, and so, your once messy house suddenly became spotless. You had been cleaning for hours, everytime you finished something exclaiming that oh, the kitchen is actually pretty dirty, or the floor could use some vacuuming.

Yoosung had been a bit stressed from his work to notice at first, but at one point he looked up from the table to see you furiously mopping the floor for the 5th time that day. He wouldn't have thought anything of it except that, you had an expression of anxiety and stress on your face, and he also knew you absolutely hated cleaning, so clearly something was wrong.

He stood up and gently took the mop from you. "MC? Are you alright?"

You slowly looked up at Yoosung and let out a forced chuckle. "Of course I am! Why wouldn't I be?"

Your boyfriend raised an eyebrow and looked around the house. "You're cleaning."

"So? It was getting dirty and I-"

"MC you hate cleaning. C'mon, what's going on? You can talk to me!" He had a determined look on his face and you felt yourself smile as you saw how adorable he looked. But then once you remembered why you were cleaning in the first place, your smile faded and you sighed.

"I'm just....I haven't been doing any work for school. Whenever I try to, my mind suddenly wants to do another completely different task, I just can't focus on anything and that is only making me feel worse because I know that the work is due soon, but I still haven't done anything and it just- it makes me feel so bad and stressed so now I'm just panicking about everything!" You started pacing around the room quickly, speaking faster and faster. You kept doing it until Yoosung get to grabbed you by the shoulders.

"Whoa whoa, alright let's just calm down, just take a deep breath alright? Breathe in, and breathe out, we can't solve anything if you're panicking....are you feeling better now?"

After you did what Yoosung had told you, you slowly looked up at him and nodded. He gave you a reassuring smile.

"Good! It's normal for you to feel stressed like that...I understand, I've been in your position far too many times to count. In fact, if I had a dollar for every time that's happened to me then I'd be richer than Jumin"

You giggled and Yoosung chuckled. "Anyway the thing is, next time this happens please tell me, alright? If you ever feel stressed or anxious, just know that I'm here for you. You're an amazing person, you're so smart and beautiful, this is just a little bump on the road. Now, why don't we go and start working on your project hmm? I promise I'll be there to help you, and make sure you're working of course!"

You hesitantly nodded, still a bit nervous about the work, but once you started, you began to feel a bit more confident. Yoosung was there, every now and then letting out some cheers and just helping you on any questions you had.

Thankfully you managed to finish your work in time, and once you were done Yoosung rewarded you by giving you a free cuddle session!

Jaehee:

That woman knew what was going on before you could say anything. She was all too familiar with the look of stress and anxiety from having far so much work.

You were in the kitchen, baking brownies and cookies non-stop. She knew it was something you normally did whenever you were stressed, so she placed her hand on top of yours and said. "MC? Is everything alright?"

You immediately stood up straighter and nervously looked at her. Then, you bit your lip, knowing you couldn't really lie to her. "Uhm....I'm...I'm really not. School has really been taking a toll on me, and I can't seem to do any work. Jaehee I...I feel so useless right now..." You tried your best to breathe and to not break down in from of Jaehee, who was now holding your hand tightly.

"I see....is it about that big project you had been talking about last week? I can help you, if you want....listen to me MC." She gently raised your chin and smiled. "You're an amazing person, don't ever say that you're useless ever again. You're the very opposite of that in fact, you're so important to me and the RFA, I honestly don't know where we would be if it weren't for you. You're a very smart and capable person, and I'm sure soon enough you'll have all of this figured out. Why don't you start working on the project while I clean up over here, and then I can help you with anything you need, is that alright?"

You nodded and Jaehee gently led you to the kitchen table and helped you get your computer. Whenever you'd feel down of unmotivated Jaehee would grab your hand and squeezed it, then she'd help you with anything you were having trouble with and honestly? Jaehee was an amazing teacher, and soon enough you managed to get back on your feet.

Once you were done, the two of you made a victory night! You both baked together and watched musicals and danced around the room. Jaehee also made you some very delicious brownies when you got back your final grade, since you nailed it!

Jumin:

Jumin had just finished signing the last of his documents, and he leaned back in his chair. Ever since you moved in to the penthouse he started working a bit more from home. Of course there'd be days where he'd go, but once in a while he took a few breaks (this man also needs to rest once in a while)

Which is why, he had noticed that lately you had been feeling pretty down. School had just started, and Jumin could tell you were a bit stressed, and super anxious about school.

He was thinking of ways to help you, when suddenly he heard a knock on the door. He looked up to see you opening it a little and looking around, as if asking for permission to come in. He nodded and you quickly walked over to him, straddling his lap.

"Is everything alright love?" He asked, as you ran your hands through his hair.

"Yeah everything is fine. It's great. Really nice. Yup."

He raised and eyebrow and pulled you away so you could look at him better. He looked up at you, and you tried to look anywhere else that wasn't him.

"MC...." He caressed your cheek and glanced at you with a worried expression. "...There's something bothering you, isn't there? Why don't you tell me, and I promise I will try my best to fix it. It pains me to see you like this."

You sighed and slowly looked up at him, biting your lip.

"Well...." You sighed. "I.... I really don't deserve you Jumin...you're so...do amazing and incredible and I'm just...I'm so useless. I can't even do my school work right...." You ducked your head and looked at the ground, feeling ashamed.

Jumin gently lifted your chin and held you tight. "MC....you...how could you say that?" You looked at him in surprise and he only shook his head, and then leaned his forehead against yours. "You are the most intelligent and beautiful person I have ever met. It's so amazing that I get to be with someone as extraordinary as you. MC, you are not useless. Not at all. You are a very capable person, and you never give up, no matter what. School may be really hard right now, but I promise that you will get through it, and I'll be beside you the whole time if you need someone to lean on." He softly kissed you and you immediately felt a load of your back disappear. Itfelt so good to finally tell Jumin how you felt.

"Jumin...." You whispered against his lips, and he smiled.

"My love....everything will be alright, and if you need my assistance please don't be scared to ask. I'd be more that happy to help you."

Yoy wrapped your arms around his neck and smiled. "Oh Jumin! You are so adorable, I feel like my heart will explode from how much I love you! I'll take you up on that offer!"

"But of course my services don't come for free..." He smiled and you chuckled, shaking your head.

"Fair enough, what would you want in exchange?"

He pulled you tighter against his body and whispered in your ear. "I want to stay like this a little longer. Let me hold you for a while."

You blushed and then the two of you pulled away to kiss.

After a while, finally the two of you got down to business to defeat the awful project your teacher had assigned.

You had to admit it was a bit hard, since everytime Jumin would explain something to you you'd suddenly get distracted by how handsome he looked, and you'd pull him in for a kiss in the middle of an explanation.

Somehow you were able to finish the project and you got a good grade! When you try Jumin he picked.you up and spun you around, kissing you passionately. Then he'd smirk and grab you by the hand. "You deserve a prize after all your hard work."

And then he'd lead you to your room and the two of you would cuddle close in bed, the covers around you.

And you'd watch cat videos because thou shall not sin in this house.

(I'm just kidding you totally banged afterwards.)

For Saeyoung I already made a lil one shot with the same situation jsjsjsjs so I'll link it here! For the other characters they'll be posted soon since I don't want the post to be so long sjdjdbdbd

#mystic messenger #jumin han #saeyoung choi #mysme #yoosung kim #jaehee kang #jihyun mysme #saeran choi #choi bois #mysme zen

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jumin-deserves-better · 4 years

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My thoughts on all the Mystic messenger characters and their routes :

Ok, last week I finished playing the mystic messenger game. I completed all the routes, DLCs etc. And, OMG, WHAT A RIDE WAS THAT ! . It doesn't have any appealing plot like other otome games, but this game sure did capture my heart,which most of the otome games fail to do so. The fact I could relate to some of the characters, I felt bad for them, concerned, weirded out at times , and so happy when they changed into a happy person because of me. The game deserves all the praise it gets, 10/10 👍

In this post, I will give my rating based on my playthrough for each character, and I will also say who is my true route as well, i.e, the route I fell in love the most, And please remember, these are based on MY opinions alone, please don't come at me, if it doesn't match yours 👀, Feel free to share your opinions about the characters as well & this post is way long beware ~☆

My playthrough order : I followed the recommended playthrough to get a clear picture of the storyline.

Zen 》Yoosung》 Jaehee》 Jumin 》 Seven》 V 》 Ray.

And for your kind information, I never played this game to get a bad ending, i didn't want to hurt those precious fictional characters just for getting one CG 🤐, but I do know what happens

SPOILER FREE!, I will be just giving MY OWN ratings , except for the rika part lol don't worry, ladies.!

Anyways, let's just jump into it ;),

Zen 🤍:

THAT SMIRK THOUGH 😏

His route : 9/10 ( not the best route, but I liked it anyways, as he is my 1st route)

His character: 8/10 ( I don't like narcissism or narcissistic people, I know it was his coping mechanism, but I kind of dislike those type of men, his attitude in Jumin's route, kinda pissed me off apart from that , he is great ! )

Is he my true route ? : NO, I don't like guys who are narcissistic, I understand that that its was his coping mechanism, to make him believe in himself, but still being narcissistic all the time is not ok, I have a bad memory because of those type of guys, moreover, I am not that confident irl 😂 , I mean the MC in Zen's route,will have to say lots of weird ass choices, and the fact that will impress him⁉️, i wouldn't even say those choices irl to anyone . I wouldn't mind being friends with him though. He is definitely the ideal BF material, but he is just isn't for me..Sorry, Zen.😅

Yoosung 💚 :

AWW CUTIE 🥺💕

His route : 9/10 ( apart from the "You are just like Rika", I personally enjoyed his route, the character development was the best at the end 👌)

His character : 9/10 (OMG! He is just so cute, I am not the one to get attracted to the 'younger guy' type, but this guy just changed everything for me, but he needs lots of attention , beware, yandere yoosungs will pop out if u don't care about him enough, and the fact this guy was the only one who was supportive for Jumin's relationship with MC in Jumin's route , showed how much of a cutie he is!, unlike others 😒, he was a bit annoying in V's route, but it is understandable, he deserves to knw the truth about the person who he admires )

Is he my true route ? : Kind of a YES & a NO. Eventhough I enjoyed his route more than Zen, like I said earlier I am not into those 'younger guy' type, he is a guy who loves to be babied and protected by a mature MC , and well...I am not that mature either 😛,in reality, I am a independent person, but when it comes to relationships, i liked to be babied 😏. I personally think he deserves someone better than me, I don't want to ruin his happiness 🥺

Jaehee 🤎 :

A friend in need is a friend indeed, my bae,Jaehee! 😄

Her route : 7/10 ( ok, I am gonna be honest here, I did not enjoy her route, I was happy that she realized her dreams and goes for it, but do we have to ruin a character just for making this route dramatic? Yes, I am talking about Jumin, Do u guys even know, how much I struggled to even start Jumin's route, I was literally scared of him because of his potrayal in this route as that jerk which he was btw,this route actually made me avoid Jumin for sometime.I expected the relationship between Jumin and Jaehee to become a healthy one, but oh well, whatever, & the after ending was just frustrating,all the RFA members just isolated Jumin, seriously, eventhough he did wrong things ,I felt so bad for him, imagine his thoughts at that moment , ugh...Jaehee deserves a better route, I am just not a fan of 'downgrading one character to give more importance to the main one', it's just bad writing)

Her character : 8/10 ( she is an amazing friend, a bit mature one at that. But personally i felt , if she really wanted to pursue her dreams ,she could have resigned, if she is not liking it . She was behaving a bit ignorant at times, especially in Zen's route. She could have communicated with Jumin beforehand about her difficulty in handling the job? I knw it's very difficult to suddenly quit the job, but she has every right to resign,she does have the money to open a coffee shop, thn why?. Don't come at me, and tell me that I hate her just because she is a female character,HELL NO, I like her but still her route made me have mixed feelings. She was being rude at times , I really understood why CHERTIZ did this, to show women can liberate themselves to work for their dreams, but in a professional point of view, I still think the route could have been handled better. Small businesses success isn't as easy to get, and in my point of view it would have been nice to show how MC and Jaehee make it through in her route rather than making Jumin a jerk, because it ruined Jumin at first for not only me but also a number of players ,but oh well,🏃‍♀️, I do like her, she could be a great friend, nothing more that that )

Is she my true route? : NO, I am straight. I see Jaehee as a friend. Some ask a romantic route for her, but I don't mind about that , I was just glad that I could help her to realize her dreams as a FRIEND.

Jumin 💜 :

I don't see a selfish jerk here, I see a soft boi , in a gigantic body, who is just lonely

His route : 10/10 ( Seriously, I did not expect to like his route one bit, I thought I would hate him more, but turns out, I freaking fell in love with the flawed "him" , HECK YEAH! this was the only route where i was being TRUE TO MYSELF, did not refer any guides, understood his loneliness, I could relate to him so bad, I was happy to help him during his vulnerable times 🤧.Zen was annoying ,but I didn't care much about it, because I knw why he was like this. I prefer the good ending, and yes he does propose for marriage to whom he have talked for only 11 days, but I was very sure he will listen to you, if u don't want the marriage immediately )

His character : 9/10 ( He is so cute in his own way,mature, intelligent,awkward and even gets insecure,because he thinks he does not deserve you?! , you deserve better than me ,Jumin 😫, he does get possessive and irrational and that could make others uncomfortable, but for me, I understood that as well, being an empath myself ,as this dude never had a relationship with anyone,he is new into this, I don't mind teaching him new things about the world, about love. His characterization in Jaehee's route was god awful and cheritz did a bad job in it , I think they decided to make him like this, just for DRAMA,Jumin might have a bad way of showing emotions but he is not a soul less demon. I have seen people calling Jumin an abuser, but I didn't see that at all, he was being an idiot and he acknowledges it, every damn time, an abuser doesn't do this at all, and no..I don't think Jumin is dominant daddy material one bit like how the fandom perceives him. This is his first relationship with a woman, I feel he would be sweet, embarrassed loving and a loyal husband material, and I love his "opposed to living together before marriage" thing as well, as my religion follows that too as well )

Is he my true route? : A. BIG. FAT. YES. HE IS JUST MY TYPE, dear lord. I have never seen someone so perfect and also with flaws just like me , this guy made me realize that all along, I just never showed empathy towards others and that's why no one wanted to talk to me irl, I didn't care what people told about me. He seriously made me understand my own flaws and I corrected it, he made me into a better person, big thx , Mr.Jumin . Morever , I was being myself in his route only, I loved all of his calls , he brings up the strangest things just to talk to you, that's just so cute WTH , this man will be so loyal I am sure of it !.I don't really care about his riches, I am just in love with his true self 😫🥺

707 ❤ :

The main man of this game, hmmm....

His route : 7/10 ( ok, I was so hyped to play his route , cuz even before I started to play this game, 707 was so popular, I expected a lot, but it was a meh for me...he did have a VERY HEARTBREAKING PAST , he was suffering from a lot of things, I understand. But the whole route wasn't that gud though...and his secret endings are just painfully depressing and angsty, V's death just broke my heart, I felt so frickin bad for Jumin, how would he even handle those things?.It just destroyed me completely. Moreover I don't find 707's jokes funny at times, his route had good plot, but 707 failed to impress me in his own route)

His character : 7/ 10 ( oh boi,I am scared that I would be slaughtered with hatred for telling this, the fact that he was faking his own personality was very shocking to me, I did not expect that. I despise tsunderes ,and 707 is the literal definition of it, so yeah, It ended up being annoying for me. Even though I was hella depressed like 707 before, I couldn't find him #relatable at all. I don't knw why , but I couldn't see him more than a friend 🚶‍♀️)

Is he my true route? : NOPE. I was not impressed by him at all, don't knw why lol, I tried to like him as he is THE REAL TRUE ROUTE,but it is still not getting into my heart, maybe because I already started to love Jumin, idk. I felt bad for 707, I wouldn't mind helping him as a friend, but as a significant other...NAH....,I am not into these type of guys 🥴,sorry seven...

V 💙 :

I can understand why Jumin and V were best friends...they be looking like DADDY 👀

His route : 8 /10 ( for me, I was happy that V finally understood that he was basically a obsessive simp for Rika, I hated that he blamed himself more, which somehow I agree, I feel like he could have said something to the RFA , yoosung was hella annoying in this route, he spoke as if Rika is an angel or something, which she is not btw, yoosung, she brainwashed saeran and freakin created a cult, and this is not something an angel would do 🥴, V is not just flawed or anything,he doesn't even love himself,and so clings to rika because she was so wonderful in her eyes as an idea .He kept the freakin truth hidden,just because Rika doesn't want to, of course, my baby,yoosung will ask about . V is too emotional,and he was a victim of rika's abuse and manipulation just like Saeran,I liked the plot and though I didn't fall in love with him , I did have a tinsy bit of crush on him, mainly because of his looks, more like a puppy love, the voice acting was on point 👌)

His character : 7/ 10 ( boi could have handled the situation with his crazy GF much better, he actually let Saeran get brainwashed by Rika, he could have done something, and the fact that he liked Rika only as an idea, showed that this guy was in a very toxic relationship, Rika and V are the perfect example of what happens when two people who doesn't love themselves date, and he was clearly the victim of Rika's abuse and manipulation. I also don't think he is an angel either, he has done some wrong things definitely, and the fandom should acknowledge his wrong doings)

Is he my true route? : NO. Though Jumin and V are very similar , I did not like the fact that he simped for his crazy GF out of his obsession alone and though, she was clearly showing red flags earlier, he thinks that the power of love can change her lol . He was so confusing for me to understand. 😂

Ray 💖 :

His route : 10/10 ( The drama , the music, the plot & the voice acting was just fantastic, I was blown away by this route, but that doesn't mean I liked Saeran as a character, the boi needs therapy, not romance lol, sry,and the recovery from his brainwashed state was unrealistic )

His character : 7/10 ( seriously, the voice acting for both the personalities was just mind blowing, he is such a well written character, but his abandonment issues isn't something u should romanticize about, he loved the affection that the MC was giving , but one wrong move, he will change just like that , he confused affection with love. Some are telling that Jumin was abusive, which he is not btw , for me, suit Saeran was super abusive, WTH)

Is he my true route ? : HELL NO. Eventhough he was practically innocent because he was under the influence of that elixir or some kind of a drug and brainwashed by Rika , I would never in my life try to have a romantic relationship with those kind of people. I may like him after he receives proper therapy ,but NO, just No, I can help him as a person, but I wouldn't go for a kiss or something with him. 🙄

Rika 💔:

This scene still gives me goosebumps 🙄

Her character : -infinity / 20 ( she deserves this uwu)

SPOILERS AHEAD!

Ok, hear me out, I hate Rika so much , i know she has been through a lot, i really do.. but it doesn't mean you can emotionally abuse and brainwash Saeran, he would have been a better person,she turned a person who loves ice cream and cloud watching into a self destructive psycho, another story showed how much she is capable of by her words , She manipulated V to not tell RFA that she is gonna start a cult, WHAT THE HELL, V, do you not knw what she is trying to do here 😳 ? But whatever,V was being manipulated by her "playing as a victim" tactics, she also played with Jumin's feelings for her, I was about to throw my hands on her, how dare u do that to my man ??, made yoosung to obsess over her to make him think that she is absolutely a gud person, and left him to ponder over her so called 'passing' , making him unable to move on from her.

And oh god,the backstory did not make me feel bad for her one bit, it only made me understand why she has become like this. Like dude, I understood she had a shitty past, but so did the other members of RFA, but did they all become like a manipulative victim player? Hell no.. they learned from their mistakes and they change, but even when all the members were trying to help her, she denies that she doesn't need a therapy. She deserves a proper mental therapy and a proper jail time. NO EXCUSE FOR THAT, she did the same manipulation and brainwashing for all of her disciples to get them into Mint eye.

But as a character , Rika just rocked it for me , she was so successful in making me and a lot of the fans hate her as an antagonist. Her voice actor was so gud,she had such a good way of speaking manipulative, like God, I understood why all the RFA members were all kind of whipped for her, she is such a master piece as an antagonist. 🚶‍♀️🤫

Vanderwood 💞👀 :

I NEED A VANDERWOOD ROUTE 😫

His character: 10/10 idk, why am I giving a rating for him though? I just love him 😂

Ok, I know he is a side character, but for some reason, I liked him more than 707 lol 👀, I just spoke with him only in one chatroom , but boi , was I whipped for him 😜

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My favourite to least MM main characters and routes :

JUMIN - 19/20 ( 1st)

YOOSUNG - 18/20 (2nd)

ZEN & RAY - 17/ 20 ( 3rd)

V & JAEHEE - 15 / 20 ( 4th )

707 - 14 / 20 ( 5th, it's not that I hate him or something, it's just that I was neither IMPRESSED by his character nor the route, I don't mind him one bit! )

Rika -Though she doesn't have a route or a gud character she deserves a -infinity/20 ( and no place in my heart 🚶‍♀️)

Overall, this game is the best otome game ! , I actually paid for getting the hourglasses, I mean, I suck at patience, I was so intrigued by the story, but it was seriously worth it !. There are a number of otome games which charge more than this.

Anyways,

Thank you, Cheritz for creating Mystic messenger. This game totally changed how I perceived life, love ❤ and Romance 💕

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dragon-overlord-yuu · 3 years

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I hadn’t touched Mystic Messenger in years, but this brainworm came for me outta nowhere and won’t leave until I wrote it all out , so motherfuckin uhhh Another Story Persona 5 AU

MC is a Persona user investigating a string of disappearances which leads her to Mint Eye. Same shit happens where she meets Ray, who hooks her up to the RFA app, also meets Rika, and Jihyun tries to rescue her only to get captured and both of them need to be rescued by Seven.

Anyway, Jihyun is on his self sacrificing bullshit again, and out of curiosity, MC inputs Rika’s name into the Metaverse navigator. It’s a hit, of course. She would be surprised if someone like Rika didn’t have a Palace. Now she needs the place of distortion. An easy guess again: the Mint Eye compound. What’s left now is the distortion itself. But before MC could mull over it, Jihyun leaves their safe house, intending to offer himself to Rika in exchange for the RFA’s safety. MC manages to trail him all the way back to Mint Eye and stops him before he could do anything stupid. She pleads with Jihyun that there is another way. She can make Rika stop her crimes without the need for any bloodshed or sacrifice. It takes a while, but Jihyun finally relents, but only to hear MC out. She pulls out her phone and shows him a strange app with a glowing red icon and asks, “What does Rika think of Mint Eye?”

A little confused, Jihyun says he’s heard her call the place a “paradise”. But the app says there were no candidates found. Paradise is a pretty broad term, after all. They need to think inside the box. Mint Eye is a cult, so perhaps Rika thinks of it as some sort of religious establishment? Church? Temple? Hell, even synagogue for good measure. Still no hits.

MC mulls over the information she knows about Rika so far: she was engaged to Jihyun and she was the RFA party coordinator before her, but not much else. She remembers a pamphlet she saw at Mint Eye. “Attend the endless party”

Nervously holding her phone up to her lips, MC utters the words “party venue” into the microphone.

Candidate found. Beginning navigation.

The world warps around them. The dreadful looming presence of the mansion was now replaced by a delightful affair of glittering lights and laughter. V looks around, half in awe and half in confusion. The mansion looks mostly the same, except the outside was decorated with golden streamers and balloons. What’s more, MC’s clothes had somehow changed too, like a strange masquerade costume. He has so many questions, but MC beckons him to follow, promising an explanation once they’re somewhere safe. They sneak in, trying to blend in among the party guests and glittering chandeliers. MC fights some Shadows that manage to catch them, summoning a strange being called a Persona. But they eventually reach a safe room. Jihyun is now thoroughly confused, demanding answers and MC sits him down and calmly explains everything to him: they are in an alternate reality where Rika’s distorted desires have taken physical form, insinuating that the gentle, loving Rika he’s so desperate to bring back never existed in the first place, considering everything this disgustingly lavish party full of mindless, brainwashed guests is built on is created from her cognition. She further explains that if they steal Rika’s treasure, the core of this world, the Palace will collapse and Rika will feel remorse for her actions and confess her crimes. MC states this was her plan from the beginning and she will proceed with or without Jihyun.

Jihyun still has some doubts as he and MC traverse through the Palace, until he spots the other members of the RFA, all of them raving about an empty happiness. He panics, thinking Rika managed to indoctrinate them too, until MC assures him they’re merely cognitions, lifelike puppets created from Rika’s perception of them. Eventually, they bump into Rika’s Shadow, dressed in an extravagant white and gold dress fit for the goddess she thinks of herself as. By her side was a cognition of Jihyun, blindfolded and chained to Rika at all times, pathetically whimpering about his love for Rika. MC nearly vomits at the sight. Was this all Rika thought about Jihyun? Just another puppet that was endlessly devoted to her?

Jihyun questions Rika endlessly, who laughs in his face, gloating about the fact she never loved him. As a person, anyway. She was so obsessed with the feeling of being loved by someone at all. And now she’ll take away everything Jihyun held dear so that the only thing he had was her, starting with that little thief that dared to turn Jihyun against her. She then summons a bunch of Shadow minions to ambush them. MC tried her hardest to fight them off, but she quickly finds herself overwhelmed and outnumbered.

Upon realizing this was Rika’s true nature, a strange feeling welled up in Jihyun. What was it...? Anger? At who? Her? For manipulating him to the point he was a hollow shell of himself? Or himself for being so blinded by what he thought was love that he denied the monster she truly was? Or was it the realization that everything he gave up for her was for nothing?

No, he can’t keep making excuses for her anymore. He cannot be complacent if all Rika was going to do was hurt the ones he cares about.

“I see you‘ve made up your mind” a light, jovial voice calls from the depths of his subconscious. It’s the first time he’s heard it, but somehow it’s familiar. “You’ve allowed yourself to be blinded by a poisonous imitation of love. It’s time you take off those rose-colored glasses that clouded the truth before you. Shall we move on with the contract?”

A sharp pain shoots through Jihyun’s head, bringing him to his knees. He screams and writhes in agony as the voice continues speaking. “I am thou, thou art I.”

A white mask with intricate gold filigree appears on Jihyun’s face. It burned, like white hot iron. His hands flew up to grasp at it, feeling an intense need to remove it. With a few sharp tugs, he rips the mask off, his face bloody as he calls out to his other self, “Come, Eros!”

Jihyun is engulfed in blue flames, his clothes morphing into an elegant white suit with trimmings of gold. A white cape in the shape of wings flaps gently behind him. In his hand, a white cane with a deadly blade he knows is hidden in the handle. Running on pure adrenaline, Jihyun lunges forward, pulling out the blade from his cane and slashing at his cognitive double with ease, reducing it to black smoke.

“I’m sorry, Rika.” He says, his tone soft and apologetic as ever, despite the cold, menacing glare that was uncharacteristic of him. “The V that obsessed over you is dead now. I’m taking back everything you robbed me of!”

“Now tell me, what shall you do now?” The trickster god of love asks him, manifesting by his side.

Protect MC. Jihyun thought.

He hears Eros chuckle in response, as if he could read Jihyun’s thoughts as well “Very well. I lend you my power.”

(Idk might make a part 2 if I’m so inclined)

#mystic messenger #mysme #persona 5 #jihyun kim #v/mc

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Hi! I'm reading your works since long time and today is the first time I turned anon off to request something. Can I have RFA + minor trio as MC's best friends helping her to pick her wedding dress? Thank you. Love you and stay healthy please

RFA + Minor Trio as MC's best friends helping her to pick her wedding dress

Ahhhh please tell me what you requested as an anon! I am soooo curious!! AND I was crying while writing this, like, someone else is marrying her except the RFA, Rip….I will make it a bit sad cause it’s their POV and I think it’s the first time I am doing something like this, yes? Please tell me if you like it, OKAY? love youuuuu

Jumin

I sat on the white couch as white dresses surrounded me.

Four years had passed since Mc joined the RFA and four years had passed since I found out that the woman I fell in love with was engaged to a man who didn’t deserve her.

She was so beautiful; too beautiful for him, well, not that she was perfect for me. Even for me she was way too beautiful, but I was sure that I knew how to treat her well.

,,Jumin,’’ she called. Her soft voice was music in my ears as she made me look up.

Back then, I should have confessed my feelings, but on the other hand, if I would have told her that I loved her and liked her more than just a best friend, today I wouldn’t be able to sit here…

,,Yes?’’ I asked her, smiling at her. She looked stunning. This was her fourth dress and each one looked good on her, but this one… this one was her dress.

,,Are you okay? You’re so red… did you drink too much champagne?’’ she asked me and chuckled.

I smiled back and nodded. I couldn’t tell her that right now I wished to be the groom.

,,This one… is your dress,’’ I whispered.

Mc looked around and watched her reflection. ,,I hope he likes it,’’ she mumbled and suddenly teared up. ,,I’m really becoming a bride,’’ she smiled.

She was so happy.

,,He will love it. You’re the perfect bride,’’ I whispered and put her veil on her hair.

Zen

Nervously, I began to fumble with my fingers as I waited for Mc to come out of the room.

My best friend’s wedding. Was it bad that I wished to be the groom and not the friend I was being right now?

,,You’re the best at this,’’ she said. The fitting room was keeping us apart as she said these words.

,,You look so good, have style, and you know what men like,’’ she laughed.

I smiled at her, but didn’t answer.

Mc stepped out in a white big dress with a lot of glitter, her shoulders free with little flowers all over the dress.

She looked at herself in the mirror and she wasn’t looking happy. ,,This one? I think he likes big clothes more,’’ she mumbled.

,,I want to look good for him,’’ she kept on saying.

Couldn’t you feel this for me?

,,This looks good, but if you were more confident in it, he would like it better… Shall we try something different? Maybe a mermaid dress,’’

Mc nodded as she took the dress. The woman helped her to change again and when she finally stepped out, I felt as if the air was missing in the room.

My heart began to beat quicker as I watched her eyes glow. This was her dress. ,,I should take you with me for shopping… This is it. I will take this dress,’’ she said and smiled thankfully at me.

At least she was happy...

Yoosung

,,Woah. This is a luxurious shop, isn’t it…?’’ I asked her and gasped as she walked in front of me.

,,Yes, he made an appointment here. Like I said, he was supposed to come but couldn’t and since you are my best friend… I thought I could take you with me to show you how difficult these things are,’’ she laughed.

I smiled. She was so happy…

A woman approached us and explained a few things before I was asked to sit down and wait for her.

The first dress was a mermaid one. It was looking good on her, but it wasn’t what she was looking for.

The next one was one with long sleeves. It was stunning, but too warm for a wedding in summer... and then she stepped out.

The most beautiful Cinderella dress; the heart shaped neckline was filled with glitter and my mouth was left open when I saw her.

It was a ball gown wedding dress, at least that was what the lady told us.

Mc’s lips began to tremble. ,,It’s my dress, it’s the dress….’’ she whined and looked at me.

I got up, took the crown on the table, and put it on her head.

For a short moment, I could feel her soft hair.

,,You look like a perfect princess. That’s your dress,’’ I agreed with her.

Jaehee

I watched my best friend as she looked at all those dresses.

,,I bet everything will look good on you,’’ I smiled at her.

,,Mh, I don’t know what theme I should go for,’’ she whined and began to fumble with her hands.

I rubbed her back and asked her to sit back and close her eyes instead.

,,Okay, now try not to open your eyes and try this dress on,’’ I told her.

In my opinion, the best dress for her was a vintage one that was not completely white, but not beige either.

It would have puffy sleeves, embroidered flowers, and patterns on her dress.

She did as I said as I sat on the couch and waited for her to finish.

As soon as she stepped out, I had to gasp for air. She looked so beautiful.

,,Okay, open your eyes now,’’ I told her.

Her reaction was just like mine.

She looked at herself in the mirror and then turned her eyes to me.

,,You know me the best,’’ she nodded and began to laugh happily, spinning around and humming her wedding song.

Saeyoung

,,I could have ordered a few dresses from Amazon,’’ I joked and watched her.

She rolled her eyes as she ruffled my hair and walked along the racks full of clothes.

This shop was… kind of creepy. There were so many dresses at once…

,,Ya, this is scary. Can’t we go eat instead?’’ I asked her again.

,,If you don’t shut up, I will try on some dresses for six hours,’’ she hissed at me.

God no… but I figured that this would be a hard fight, especially because everything looked good on Mc…

,,Too short,’’ I commented, making her agree with me.

,,Too long,’’ I said when she stepped out.

,,Is that too puffy?’’ she asked me, making me nodd.

,,Gosh, you look- please take it off!’’ I laughed when she showed me the dress she was wearing. She was laughing so hard that she was almost crying.

Two hours later, she sat on the couch with me, her legs up on the footrest and her head on her seat.

,,I should just get married in jeans?’’ she joked.

,,Maybe naked?’’ I told her and looked at her face.

Suddenly, I saw the dress and made her try on a dress one last time.

From the fitting room, I could already hear that the dress was a good choice and as soon as I saw her, I knew that I was right.

,,If I could bring you to a space station, I would marry you immediately…’’ I whispered. However, she never heard the words I had said.

Saeran

I walked next to Mc, who couldn’t stop smiling.

Three days had already passed since her now fiancé asked her to marry him.

The wedding wasn’t supposed to be until March next year, but she still wanted to get her dress now.

I thought back on how she asked me to come with her. ,,You are my best friend, of course you have to come with me!’’ she whined.

And so I did.

But I wasn’t sure if a best friend had these thoughts and feelings I had.

I was hoping that maybe she would realize that I would miss her terribly once she was married.

,,I will try this one on,’’ she told me, making me look up.

I nodded and saw her disappearing into a fitting room.

,,Are you the groom?’’ the lady asked me and asked me to sit down.

I was too puzzled to answer, but my answer wasn’t even needed since Mc was quicker than me. ,,No,’’ she giggled, ,,he’s my best friend. He’s almost like a brother to me,’’ she responded and came out.

A second lady in the dress shop had to help her because the dress was so big.

I observed her. She was in a totally white dress and maybe I also blushed because my cheeks felt so hot…

,,It’s not my style,’’ she mumbled and looked at the glitter.

,,I think that you look good in it. You look like a princess,’’ I gasped.

Mc laughed and shook her head. ,,It’s not THAT dress, you know?’’ and as quickly as she came out, she entered the fitting room once again.

She came out with a dress fifteen times more before she finally found her dress.

And indeed, all the other dresses didn’t mean anything as soon as I saw her in the one she was currently wearing.

,,That’s the one,’’ we both said at the same time, out of breath.

Jihyun

In the two years I was rehabilitating Saeran, Mc found her happiness.

Of course, I didn’t expect her to wait for me without knowing if I would be back or not, but maybe deep in the bottom of my heart, I hoped that she would wait for me and that I wouldn’t be in my position today, but in the position of the groom.

But now I couldn’t change the fact and I just had to go with it.

She was so happy after all…

,,What do you think of that?’’ she asked me.

I pressed my lips together. She did look good in that dress, but this wasn’t it… it wasn’t her dress.

,,Good, but not your dress,’’ I said honestly and observed her as she spinned her body in front of the mirror two times.

,,You’re right. I am so lucky that I brought you, my best friend, my photographer, and my biggest supporter,’’ she laughed and went back to change.

I crossed my legs and waited for her to come out.

Yes, I also was her photographer. This was my wedding present.

Suddenly, Mc came out again with a long dress. The sleeves were a bit longer and the dress was totally white with a little bit of glitter at the bottom of the dress.

The heart shaped neckline shown on her chest in the most beautiful way and as if she wasn’t pretty enough, the lady gave her a crown and the veil.

Mc looked at me and she was already tearing up.

I imagined how it would look to take a picture of her in nature. She looked perfect.

,,This… this is perfect. It’s as if it was made for you,’’ I told her.

Mc nodded and bit on her lips. ,,Yes, it’s the one…’’ she said and looked so happy…

Vanderwood

We walked towards the second boutique when Mc suddenly turned her body towards me and smiled.

,,You know, I never expected you to come with me today, I’m so happy!’’ she laughed and entered the shop.

,,Of course!’’ I laughed a bit louder, ,,you asked me after all…’’ I shook my head and opened the door to follow her.

Like the other shop, this one was filled with clothes and a little couch in front of a mirror.

,,Hello, welcome, how can I help you?’’ the shop assistant said. Honestly, this was the dumbest thing I heard that day. What else would we search in a wedding dress shop, but yeah, she was just doing her job…

,,Hello, thank you for having us, I’m searching for a wedding dress for my wedding. The wedding will be held in…’’ Mc started to give the details as I walked through the shop.

Honestly, this all would probably look good on her, but even though people wouldn’t think that about Mc, she was so picky…

,,Here we go again. I would like a glass of champagne, and I think you’ll need two,’’ I joked and made her laugh.

,,Aish, stop teasing me!’’ she laughed and changed into one of the four dresses she chose.

We were quicker - fortunately- and even found her dress.

,,The sleeves and the shape the dress gives you, is perfect,’’ I gasped as I saw her in the mermaid dress.

She wet her lips and looked herself into the mirror. Then she walked towards me and took the champagne I was drinking.

I smirked. What was she doing?

,,Yes, this is my dress,’’ she nodded and laughed.

,,Thank you, Vandy…’’ she whispered and walked towards the fitting room to get changed again...

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shittylongcatposts · 4 years

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Can I request Jumin trying to catch the attention of an MC who has nothing in common with him but has things in common with the other members, thank you!

Hey, nonnie, first of all, I’m so sorry it took me so long, work started again last week and it’s just exhausting atm. I really hope you’ll enjoy this one, I ididn’t really know how to start at first and din’t know if it really hits the topic you requested, but I tried!!n I just realized Jumin doesn’t really catch Mcs attention but he does try it i guess.

Nothing in common

You hadn’t been in the RFA for a very long time now

After the first party you tried spending a lot of time with your new friends, trying to get to know them better and also to bond a little more with them. The only person who didn’t really have time was Jumin.

Well Jaehee didn’t have much time either but on some days you visited her during her lunch breaks

The both of you sitting at her desk, a tasty salad in front of you to munch down, and you giggled and gossiped about all kinds of things.

Sometimes the dark haired man came out of the elevator and strided through the hallway, he looked cold and distant, while Jumin quickly disappeared into his office.

you sighed, he did not even say hello to them.

Were you invisible to him?

What you didn’t see was Jumins soft smile whenever he waved you a small “hello”, he always did it, even when he was talking to an important business partner, wishing he could talk to you for just a little bit, but the duty of being a CEO called, work never ended for him :(

Seeing you playing LOLOL with Yoosung and Seven, going shopping with Jaehee and spending a diy spa day with Zen every now and then, but never really spending time with him, Jumin felt like you were avoiding him.

What did he do wrong? Why weren’t you spending time with him?

Whenever he saw you in the messenger you were either about to log out or you were joking around with Seven and Yoosung, mocking Jumin, in a friendly way.

More and more it seemed to Jumin that you didn’t want to spend time with him. He couldn’t even tell if the both of you had something in common or not

What did you like?

The others seemed to know you so well, but Jumin could never ask them without risking to tell them that he liked you.

Another afternoon he checked the messenger to see that you were on a shopping tour with Jaehee again, asking for an outfit review. Both things looked great on you.

But you just couldn’t decide for one.

Jumin answered honestly, he even blushed a little bit, your cute smile on the pictures made his heart skip a beat.

The choice you made went against his - of course, it always was like this, when he said outfit no. 1, you said no. 2. agreeing with zen again -hmph

You were so stubborn at times….

but it also made you… irresistible.

That night you received a call from Jumin.

he was drunk - no wait tipsy…

Now this was your chance to finally get to talk with him, without anyone noticing how nervous he made you. Your hand pressed the green button, your hands were shaking, hoping that you wouldn’t say something wrong you answered.

“It’s me, Jumin, excuse me to be so cliche… but how was your day?”

“Quite good actually, I went shopping with Jaehee today, well you already know that, and we met Zen too.”

“Ahh, I’m glad you had fun today.” the young man fell into silence, trying to find his words again, but there was just nothing he could tell you.

except that there were so many things he wanted to tell you, about his day, the meeting he had, the food he wished he could share with you the next time.

but he couldn’t decide on a topic… Why was it so hard to talk to you? He could talk with any other person just perfectly fine.

“Well, Jumin, how was your day?” You said, hesitantly trying to break the horrible silence.

“Good, full of work as always, but I managed to lay my hands on a very special book today.”

“Really? What’s it about?”

You could hear him shily clearing his throat before he answered. “Ahem, It’s about witchcraft, and rituals”

“You got a thing for magic? I’d never expect that from a man like you.”

“What does that mean? A man like me…? What kind of a man am I from your perspective then, MC?” his question sounded harsh, hopefully he didn’t take it personally. But something told you he did.

“Uhm… I don’t know, but... uh…”

“See, you don’t know me, Mc” he sighed at the other end of the line, letting out an exhausted scoff. “That’s the problem, right?”

the tone in his voice made you uncomfortable. With shaking you wrapped your arms around the pillow in front of you. That hurt, your heart sunk in, not in a good way though.

It felt heavy, nearly breaking under these sharp words.

With a shaking voice you tried to speak up for yourself

“You’re right, but how should I get to know you, when you are working all the time? You are so cold and distant, when I visited Jaehee in the office, you could have said hello and enjoyed a cup of coffee with us. You know, maybe Zen was right about you - You really are cold, even to your friends. After all this time I’m still clueless when it comes to you. I don’t even know what you like or dislike. I just don’t think I have anything in common with you.”

Jumin sucked in the air through his teeth, making him nearly sound a hissing cat. But as soon as he started to talk his voice sounded disappointed

“I said hello. You just didn’t hear it. You’ll have to excuse me for being unfriendly, I need.. time to warm up with the people around me. Can I make it up to you in any way? Only if you want to of course.”

The chuckle you heard caused a sting in your heart, you never heard that before, it was almost cute., making it hard to stay angry.

This man knew exactly how to play his cards, you forgave him his harsh words instantly.

“Of course, I’d really like to get to know you better! Why don’t we start right now? You ask me something and then it’s my turn - but let me pour in a glass of wine first, it’s fairer when we both are tipsy”

“How do you know I’m tipsy?”

“You never called me this late before, so i just figured.” Even though he couldn’t see your shrug, you hoped he could feel it.

The both of you talked for hours that night, finding out that there were quite a few things you both liked. Small things like enjoying a glass of wine, cuddling with a cat, listening to music, and supernatural stuff.

The night went on and you started to hope it would never end.

Your wine bottle did though, and you were getting drunk.

As soon as the call ended you fell asleep, snoring loudly.

You woke up the next day to a text message from Jumin

“Thank you for last evening. I'm looking forward to seeing you tonight! I’ll be there at 7pm and make sure to bring some popcorn too.”

Tonight?! Oh right, you invited him over for a supernatural night.

You quickly rose to your feet, feeling giddy with excitement. Finally you were able to spend time with Jumin alone.

The smile on your lips grew wider when you puzzled the rest of the call together.

Seeing Jumin being kind and caring, but also curious and funny made you curious as well. Curious for the man behind all the walls he built up throughout the years.

How many sides were there to discover? How would he treat you in the future?

#mysme #mysmes #mystic messenger #juminxmc #shitty longcat #and now! It's time for shitty to go to bed #nighty night!#request

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Iris

Pairing: Choi Saeran/Reader, 707 | Choi Luciel/Main Character

Description: Was there faith in a false paradise with a savior that spilled honey sweet lies to make you agree? There is no life to be found amongst those in a rotting flowerbed, only those clinging to the roots as the world awaits your demise. Why is he still here when others had long been plucked from the dying earth? And better yet, why are you still here after everything, clinging to his roots as if he’ll bring you life? Or is he the one clinging to you?

SE Saeran x Former Believer Reader

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Chapter Thirteen

“What?”

“...”

Saeran’s hand recoiled from your body the second that you’d said that name. The name that he’d only heard in his nightmares and night terrors. He felt hiswha heart start to tremble and shake with such dread. He hadn’t heard anyone say that name except when he had screamed it alongside his nightmares. He didn’t know what to say. He didn’t know what to think. Hearing that name from your lips made him want to retch.

It haunted him and… it was chasing him even in his waking life. Somehow, Jihyun knew who you were and what you meant to him. He never even once thought that Jihyun was an option. He just couldn’t bring himself to think that it was possible… since that man seemingly appeared out of the blue one day when he was amid Paradise and the Savior—no, no, Rika—had demanded that he listen to Jihyun.

He never thought...

He had never thought for a single moment that that would ever be something that would happen. Saeran had done everything humanly possible within his reach to make sure that nobody would have any idea who you were. It was everything that he could do at the time because he only had so much power within his hands. He was only allotted so much power for a reason.

He tried to delete everything about you that he could that would ever scrutinize your past. You were meant to be a blank slate just like anyone else that was within the walls of that place. He had done his damnedest to make sure that nothing existed about you that would get you into trouble for anything. Saeran hadn’t even realized why he was doing it at the time. It wasn’t until later that he realized—

A part of him wanted to leave Mint Eye to be with you. This part of him that he thought had been dead for a long time… like a little whisper in the back of his head that said to believe in hope and a world of chance. A weak-willed voice that dared to dream of something different from what safety defined. The part of him that was supposed to be dead… it had told him to try, and he wasn’t the type to listen to orders.

That dangerous thought was something that he would never act on, but seeing you in that state of torture? It made something inside of him snap. It felt like the thorns that had been holding him in place for so long had started to cut so deeply into his skin that he needed to cut them away if he’d wanted to live.

In a way, he had snapped the briars and thorns but he did so by locking you away and destroying lives. You were supposed to be found and brought to safety. He hadn’t made any plan other than that, he had enough clarity to know that Rika was going to do something horrible. Even if he had believed in her and wanted to cling to the hope that she would’ve listened to him. He knew deep down at that point that she wasn’t going to listen. Even if damned himself, he had enough in mind to keep you safe.

Even as he lost control of himself, you weren’t meant to ever be around him ever again, he decided that he needed to get you out. He wasn’t wrong to assume that his twin had called the RFA to try to come after them, and he held out that you would be okay, but if he had managed to tell Rika to do otherwise, he didn’t know what he would’ve done. He wasn’t sure that he would’ve been able to do anything.

His devotion back then had been his livelihood.

Without it, he was more or less nothing.

He had planned on getting on his knees and begging if he had to, but when he stormed into the throne room? She had changed all the rules of the book and finally broke everything inside of him with the wave of her hand. She screamed at him and he realized that he meant nothing to her and that’s how he wound up in this place. It shattered him and he broke down. He had just been a tool to him all that time, and she didn’t love him like a son.

He was disposable.

After all those years of pushing himself to his limit for her sake and for what he thought was going to make him happy, he meant nothing to paradise and neither did you. It broke him. It broke him and the pieces were still digging into his skin day after day. He was doing better now but hearing all of this was chipping away at what little progress he had made.

Those memories were behind him but they were also dead ahead. He knew that finding you again was a sign that he couldn’t run anymore but now that he knew what his plans were for nothing, he felt sick and angry. He felt so angry that his blood was starting to boil and the tense feeling in his jaw felt like it was going to snap into two.

This wasn’t who he wanted to be anymore, his anger was enough to destroy him and to destroy anyone who got close to him, but he didn’t want to be someone that broke things mindlessly in the world anymore, he didn’t want that, he didn’t, he didn’t—

But hearing you say that name had made Saeran Choi spiral.

That had been his plan and he intended on keeping it. He had no idea how anyone had found you but he wanted answers. Now he was even angrier to know that the reason why you were even here in the first place was because of V. It was one thing when he just assumed it was Jumin… hunting for answers and ignoring the boundaries.

However, in those last weeks that he was living in Magenta, it felt like he didn't understand what was happening around him. Nothing he knew was adding up anymore. He started doing things that just didn't line up with what he once believed in. He started taking risks and doing things that he never would have done before meeting you. After the incident in the apartment went wrong, it felt like he had no idea who he was anymore.

It was like he was living in a state of delusion that wouldn’t go away. He threw away your elixir and made you fake ones… he realized that his Savior had started lying to him and the process of being hurt by the person who promised him to always love him changed him. He committed to that damned place for years of his life and she repaid him by torturing him and trying to use you as a puppet against him.

A puppet… not even a person, just a toy that could be held over his head and used to make him do anything she wanted. Coming to realize that had weighed on his shoulders and it wasn’t until she had broken him that he figured it all out and the truth set him on a different path. You changed his world and he repaid you by locking you away and trying to keep you from him and the very place that you found solace.

Deep down, he knew that you weren’t meant for Mint Eye in the first place, they had preyed upon you in a vulnerable state… as they did with anyone else who joined. You might have been angry at yourself and what you suffered, but you had a good heart that wasn’t cruel and vindictive. At the end of the day, you were someone worth saving.

He had never met anyone like that and the fact did not pass his mind readily. Saeran had been drawn to you for a reason. A reason that he knew very well and it had to do with the Irises, Lilies, and Roses. Those memories were gone from the present but they lingered in his field of vision as he tried to make sense of his reality and the more that he imagined you from the start to where you were now, he felt angrier with your position.

Even if you were willing to do things for his sake, you weren’t a bad person like he was. Even if you had done things by his side, you weren’t doing it to hurt others because you liked pain. Even if you bite your tongue and never show your heart, you would never turn your anger onto anyone, you’d press your hand into his and let the feeling sweep you away. However, most important, there was one thing you weren’t that he was.

You weren’t a murderer like he was, either.

The blood was pumping so hard that he could hear it in his head as he stood up and glowered at Jumin Han with everything he had in his bones. He didn’t stop to think twice about what he was doing, storming across the room and shoving Jumin against the wall, it caused a loud thud but it seemed as though the businessman wasn’t even phased by what happened. The shock was written on his face but at the same time, he seemed as if he prepared for that.

Saeran didn’t like that.

His voice felt foreign to him as he growled, “You mean to tell me your boyfriend is the one that bought [Y/N] into this mess? Not only that, you used me as a bargaining chip to get them to talk to you in the first place?”

“[Y/N] has consented to everything we’ve discussed. They are not forced to speak of anything that has happened to them if they don’t want to. Their testimony is already enough to deal with what is to come with the trial,” Jumin’s voice was calm and almost too composed given the fact that Saeran had him pinned. “I have never forced them to speak of you. There have been no grounds to speak about you given the circumstances of your security needs.”

“Bullshit,” Saeran scoffed.

“I understand your animosity but frankly, trying to lash out at me isn’t going to change the fact that what is done is done, Saeran.”

“ What’s done is done, Saeran, ” he sneered, his voice laden with sarcasm and vitriol that he couldn’t deny in any way. “Cut the crap, bastard. Don’t tell me you’re trying to play the moral high-card like you always fucking do. Nobody believes it. They never did. We all know you’re barely hanging on right now, drinking yourself to death, and trying to use others to find out what he didn’t want you to know in the first place.”

His fists clenched tightly at the collar of Jumin’s shirt and his eyes began to feel damp, “You know, if he would’ve come to you a long time ago and asked for help with his girlfriend who wanted power to manipulate others into never leaving her while hiding the fact that he broke his promises to protect that idiot and me, maybe none of us would have this problem in the first place! Better yet, he could’ve just done us all a favor and got rid of himself before he ruined our lives! I would’ve fucking been grateful if I never had the displeasure of—”

The bitter laugh that shook and rumbled inside of his chest haunted him. But, he couldn’t stop himself now that the dread started to pile up inside of him again. He was losing control of himself as he shoved Jumin harder, not paying any attention to the sounds of banging and trashing that he heard around him.

It was like the world was dissolving around him and only the anger burned. It lingered and he couldn’t stop himself. He knew that he couldn’t. He knew that he was going to ruin all of his progress and hurt himself but he was so angry that he couldn’t stop. It was his curse, this anger inside of him burned like a venom that had yet to be removed because no vein was strong enough to remove it.

He never wanted to be this man again.

But, he was so angry and someone had to pay for it. He was so fucking angry that he needed to do something about it before he lost everything that he wanted to hold onto. He shook Jumin again as his hands dug into the fabric of his shirt.

“How dare any of you! How dare all of you! I’ve already suffered in hell and I live in hell every day of my fucking life now because of what happened. The only fucking peace I had was knowing that [Y/N] was out there somewhere safe because nobody knew they were connected to me in the first place! Yet, once again, that bastard went against everything I wanted and he snatched it away from me again! How do you think I feel about any of this?!”

You…

He had done everything to protect you in the end and it still didn’t even matter. They stomped on his thoughts and hopes like they were nothing and for what? His life was merely a game that many people wanted to play and this was the price of that. This was the price of their games. He refused to be a pawn anymore. He was tired of being a toy. He had always been a prop for other people to help themselves.

Never again.

Never.

Never fucking ever.

“It’s funny because sometimes I think he wanted to suffer in silence because he liked it better that way. He liked suffering because suffering was all he knew. He looked me into my eyes and told me he would protect me and then he left me to rot! His life was chaos therefore he damned all our lives with chaos, lie to yourself, tell yourself all you want, but it’ll never change the fact that that bastard failed all of us, and what does he have left to show for it?! A pile of dirt with his name on it because I fucking killed him— ”

The broken laugh that escaped him was the most pathetic sound that he had ever heard. Saeran didn’t realize it yet but there were tears in his eyes and his body couldn’t stop shaking. Saying those words aloud for the first time made him feel sick and like the world had started to spiral around him, Saeran had been in denial for a long time because he blacked out that day with the gun in his hands and his panic surged over him, letting him—

Did he even shoot with intent to—

Did that even matter when he—

Monster.

You’re a monster! You’re a miserable monster who destroys everything he touches! It’s your fault, it’s your fault! You ruined all of it! His mind screamed at him as he stood there in the horror of his words, and the voice sounded so much like his mother it made him recoil and jump away from Jumin out of fear from the sound.

Saeran was standing there again, the sound of the church bells striking against the ground almost as if the Mint Eyes were counting down the final moments in his memory.

His vision had started to fade and his body disobeyed him, feeling lost and confused, afraid of being dragged down into the basement where he wouldn’t be able to get you out alive, afraid of realizing that his purpose in life was meaningless, afraid of thinking that maybe his brother had cared, afraid of thinking that for once, maybe V had been right—

The memory flashed over and over in his mind… playing in slow motion as he lifted his gun and clutched his head, screaming in agony and begging for the pain to stop. He hadn’t even looked at the room around him until someone tried to touch him and get close to him, and V had been the one to get too close to the sun.

He closed his eyes and his hands acted without thinking, fearing he was going to be killed or destroyed or thrown away—

Bang.

Silence.

Bang.

Silence.

Bang.

Silence.

Bang.

Silence and then… the sounds of screaming and wailing as his body succumbed to shock and he passed out where he stood. Bloodstained his clothes and his hands to such a degree that he could feel the sticky warmth against his hands. It wouldn’t go away, it wouldn’t go away, it was all his fault. It was all his fault and he couldn’t take it back, he had done what he thought he always had wanted to do but it felt like hell.

It wasn’t the paradise that he had been sold all that time and you weren’t with him. He was alone and he was going to—

It was like the walls were closing in and there were hundreds of eyes watching him from all sides and they were judging him for—

His own words haunted him and he wasn’t sure if he was screaming them or if his memory was the one saying them. "Get away from me! All of you! Don't come near me! If you take one step closer, then I'll kill everyone in this room! If any of you come near me, I’m going to— I’m going to— I’ll, I’ll—”

“Saeran, you’re safe,” Saeran felt a breath escape him as he looked over in the direction of that familiar voice and he found himself looking into his brother’s eyes. The terror was written over his face must’ve been horrible because Saeyoung looked like he was about to cry. His brother approached him and the two of them sank to the ground together as Saeran’s legs caved underneath him and the dread pooled inside of him.

“You’re not there anymore. This isn’t Mint Eye. You’re here with me and I’m not going to leave you again. You’re safe. You’re not in danger and nobody’s going to hurt you. You don’t need to protect yourself. There’s no danger here. I promise. I promise you that.”

Reality came flooding forward all at once. He was in Jumin’s building and he had come to meet with you to talk about everything. But, he lost control of himself when he heard about what had happened to you and what you went through. He lost control of himself and everything that he’d shoved away had come to the surface.”

Saeyoung must have known.

He must have known this was going to happen.

He would’ve been listening and on standby, huh? That made sense. They didn’t trust Saeran to act normally so they wanted Saeyoung to be his watchdog. While that made him sick, he didn’t have the strength to shove his brother away just yet. His stupid voice had been what pulled him out of the episode, anyway.

Why couldn’t he stop shaking?

“Iris… Iris… she’s going to take them away… away… they’re going to take Iris away now, I can’t… I can’t… I can’t stop… no good… no good… not good enough… they… they’re locked away… I can’t... I can’t… I—”

“They’re okay, Saeran. They’re right there.”

And he turned his head to look back at you, only to see that you had covered your mouth in shock and distressed tears had begun to escape your eyes. The sight physically pained him as he realized he lost control of himself again and he revealed the truth of his crimes in front of you. He wanted to reach out for you but his body wouldn’t let him. This was what he wanted to avoid when he had met you again.

He was utterly and completely disgusted with himself and the tremors just wouldn’t stop. You hadn’t run yet but the fact remained, even if you knew his monster, this was a devil, and much, much more than knowing his ugly thoughts. You knew many of the things that he thought and wanted to do with the world at large. But, this wasn’t a plan and it wasn’t a dream.

Because it wasn’t a thought.

It was something he did.

Yet, much to his horror, you approached him anyway as your footsteps echoed in that quiet room filled with four people. You paid no mind to the realization that he had a brother or the fact that there were a lot of things that you didn’t understand. You didn’t even ask him or demand answers or look to the others in the room to make sense of whatever you were thinking. Your eyes never left him for a single moment.

Was there something wrong with him?

Or, was there something wrong with you?

You threw your arms around him so tightly at that moment. He stiffened and found himself unable to return the gesture but he buried his face into the fabric of your sweater and just let himself break down and cry for the first time in a very long time. You weren’t afraid of him, you weren’t disgusted with him, and you weren’t trying to run away from him. You were holding onto him with such intensity.

It was like you weren’t afraid of him.

You never had been afraid of him, had you?

He was so tired of trying to escape his feelings but there was no way to escape them anymore. He had come to the edge of the cliff and there was nothing but a drop below him. He was scared and tired of this. He just wanted to stop. He just wanted to see the sky and never think again. He had dreamed of sitting there with you underneath the sky.

Your playful jest that he could try every single flavor of ice cream he wanted with you by putting it all into one bowl and having that sweet moment with you and only you. That was the dream that he wanted. But, he couldn’t even face these demons. How could he ever face something good if he couldn’t confront the darkness and blood on his hands?

Did he even have the right to hold you with these hands when these were the very same hands that killed someone in cold blood?

“We’re not there anymore, Saeran,” your voice spoke to him in the darkness of his anxiety and it’d had the same tremble as his but somehow, it was much calmer than his voice. ”We’re not in Mint Eye anymore. Whatever happened, whatever you did, whatever I did, whatever they did, it’s over now. It’s over… it’s over, but we’re together again, okay? I promise I won’t leave you again. I promise.”

If there was a God, they had mercy on Saeran just this once.

—

You had felt like you were in a daze for days… weeks… months…? You weren’t sure anymore of what day it was. It felt like it could be years from the last time you opened your eyes and said a word to someone. Your throat felt dry and even the smallest bit of light made you want to retch and pray for mercy to come your way from someone’s hand. If someone would knock you out once again, it might’ve been okay.

It might’ve made you believe in something, maybe God, maybe someone who cared enough to pity you just long enough to stop the pain… but no relief came.

You wound up in the basement where you never wanted to be in the first place. You hadn’t been there in a long time, months, or what felt like years behind you. You hadn’t been there since your introduction to the group and you never wanted to wind up there again.

It wasn’t that you hated the way that people were welcomed to paradise. They say that it takes you reaching your lowest point to be able to find true release from agony. That wasn’t a lie because the pain cleared your mind enough to make you see something that you’d never seen before. It gave it a name and gave you a reason to think more about how you meant nothing to the world and how it would be easier to let go and accept this price to find joy.

It made more sense when it was the Savior talking you through what you needed to hear, when it was someone else with cold hands and an unfeeling heart, you were left gagging and unable to see what you wanted to see. You thought that elixir would help, you thought that it would bring you some peace from your confusion and headaches but it didn’t.

Something about the elixir burned more than anything you’d ever tasted. Somehow, the pain was worse and you felt like you were going to lose every fiber of your being. You were tolerant of the dose that you took but what they fed you over and over tasted like… well, it tasted like what they gave to Unknown. The acidic smell and burning ache that lingered afterward… tasted like the kisses Unknown shared with you.

Except, the fire was worse and you wanted to stop it.

It felt like what you thought you knew had been thrown out the window. It was like paradise had turned sour. No amount of Unknown kissing you and making you drink your elixir was ever going to wash away the pain that you felt as you laid in that basement, cold, damp, and disheveled.

You felt like a wet dog that had been left in a monsoon. It was like you were forgotten until they wanted to torture the dog again.

When you had gone from feeling as if you were something important from being someone who was relatively invisible, you hadn’t known what to think about what you were going to see and experience. In many ways, it felt like you might have been able to focus on what you wanted to do with your life instead of focusing on living the way that you always had.

There was no judgment in Magenta, but there had been isolation. Working with Unknown hadn’t taken away the isolation by all intents and purposes, but it had changed something in such a way that you could never go back to living the way that you had before this all started. There was no way for you to go back to living in isolation the way that you had been.

There was just no way to be the person that you used to be.

You didn't think you wanted to go back to being that person. You weren't sure that you knew how to be that person anymore. But the more that you ruminate over everything, the more that you felt like you were losing every ounce of control of yourself. You were left abandoned in that basement and it made you feel miserable.

The one person that you thought you could trust turned their back on you, and the other person that you had faith in was nowhere to be found. Unknown had not come back. There was no sign of him. It was almost like he didn't even exist, but you knew that he existed. You knew that he was real. You knew that he had been there. So the longer that you spent in that basement, the more that you felt like everything was fake.

The more time that you spent feeling like you were isolated, the more that it appeared as though you were losing control of everything that made you what you were. In your state of delirium, you weren't sure whether to believe that it was the elixir that was doing this to you or if it was just the way that it had always been for you. They left you abandoned in this basement because they wanted to break you.

You didn't even know why they wanted to break you.

You didn't know what you had done wrong.

You weren't sure that you ever had done anything wrong. How could you? You were always giving your life to this cause. Were you being punished by association? She said that Unknown’s failures in his mission were also yours, but what did that mean to her? What had happened and why were you here? All of these questions haunted you and there was no way to receive an answer to any of them because you had been abandoned.

You didn’t know that, for sure, but you knew that something went wrong and because of it, you were sitting here where only pain lay ahead of you. It was horrible. It was the worst thing that you had ever felt. It hurt and it stung… it wasn’t the paradise that you had been handed. It was much more like a personal hell than anything else. It didn’t make sense.

Nothing made sense anymore!

Your head was spinning and you couldn’t at all remember what happened since you came down here, but you could remember pieces of what it felt like to be in the basement. The darkness, the feeling of hands holding you down, burning, burning, burning, screaming, begging, shouting, and then nothing. It was a cycle of wash and repeat until you didn’t know anything but the pain that was coming.

It was no way to live and it left you feeling like you were going to suffocate. You already had, time and time again, when they would return to the basement and ask you to plead your case and repent your sins against paradise. Their words didn’t make sense to you anymore and neither did the sound of your voice. You had no energy left to scream after being left to rot on the wet ground of the dungeons.

When you first came here and found yourself so readily welcomed to the gardens, you never once thought that you would be staying in the fabled basement that was only meant for those that had horrible thoughts who became corrupted by the liars and the monsters of the outside world. That wasn’t you. You never had faith in the outside world. You never believed in it because it had never believed in you.

So, why were you left in the dark?

Why hadn’t Unknown come to save you?

Was he suffering, too?

Did he leave you?

Had he abandoned everything for some reason?

All of these questions and not enough answers, it was the story of your life that knew no bounds and there was no way to find anymore. You had no answers to clutch onto and no amount of the way that you pulled your body against the dirt and stone was going to give it. You lamented this as much as you could because it was the only thing you could do. You had nothing. You were nothing and there was no other way to exist.

This was the way that you were going to die, wasn’t it? That was the only thought that you could think. Everything that you knew was being thrown into the dirt and you were going to rot in the ground. Nobody ever cared and nobody was going to care now. Everyone that you thought cared about you that's seemingly throwing you away like trash because you were no longer useful.

You already lived this song and dance once before. You weren't sure that you could live through it happening again. It was hard enough the first time and Mint Eye was the only thing that had been there to give you faith in anything to keep trying to live your life. At this point, you didn't even have that. If this was it for you, you weren't sure that you wanted to know what came next.

Every time you thought that the darkness was going to cover you and give you a reprieve from the feeling of pain that you had inside, it was swept away the second you woke up out of a stupor and realized that you were sitting there alone in the darkness. It felt like the universe had begun playing a mean trick on you. Time didn’t add up anymore and reality was shattered like a mirror that hit the ground.

You wished that Unknown was there… your outstretched hand did nothing as it leaned out to get a hold of the bars that were just beyond your reach. Even if he was here with you, you would have no way out. He would’ve just been suffering by your side. Even if he was there… he would wind up the same that he had whenever he took too much of the elixir on a bad day. Nobody deserved to feel like this. You weren’t even sure the traitors deserved to be tortured like this.

Wasn’t paradise supposed to be forgiving and allow for you to have a chance to be saved the right way instead of this? Of all the things you had been told to imagine over the months that you’d been here, you never thought that people were being subjected to this over and over again. You had once believed that they would take a smaller dose of elixir and have serious conversations about what they needed to be saved and stop the sin.

What was paradise, then?

All of these thoughts made you feel sick.

You wanted things to make sense. But, you were being punished for something that you didn’t even do and that broke a lot of your faith. You wished, no, you prayed for the Savior to say that she had made a mistake and that she wanted to make amends for it. But, the longer that you were in the basement, the more that you came to the revelation that you meant nothing to that woman. You meant nothing.

You were nothing.

Over and over again, you listened to the thoughts that were brewing in your mind. It just kept coming and coming by the minute. For what felt like the hundredth time, you found yourself on the cusp of being awake and asleep, only to realize that you were moving. Your bleary eyes were very unfocused and the feeling of daylight against your skin made you wince. You didn’t understand what was happening—

You had just been laying on the ground in a puddle of your exhaustion in the dark, and now it felt like someone was helping you stumble through the halls. Your breathing was heavy and the old feeling of tingles returned to your spine. Standing upright made you feel like you were going to be sick but you hadn’t eaten in days and the only pity you’d been spared was some water when you’d drink all the elixir they demanded.

You were parched, starving, and likely looked like you had been left for dead. You tried to see who had come to whisk you away but you couldn’t lift your head. You just had to follow along with the steps they took and pray that your head stopped spinning around and around and around.

This took a while as you weren’t sure where you were going, but eventually, you found yourself bathed in the darkness again, with your body slumped against a couch with a familiar scent. If you had anything left to cry, you would’ve cried at that moment. There was that faint scent of pine and berry… it was the same one that reminded you of safety in a den of lions. Your eyes snapped open as you realized where you were at last.

Your ragged gasp did nothing to stop you from looking to see who had brought you back to the workroom of all places. Your heart jumped and then sank as you realized it wasn’t Unknown who had come to save you in the first place. You were staring at mint eyes that you had seen a few times before. They belonged to A306, one of the former gardeners that you had known in passing.

You never spoke much to him, but frankly, it didn’t seem like he was the type to talk to others all that much either. Apart from discussing some of the landscape choices here and there, you hadn’t any reason to talk to him in the first place. The first time that you had any meaningful talk with the man was when he approached you after you started working with Unknown and he spoke in such incredible circles about power and humility.

Why had he come?

Wait.

Unknown had said that the Savior was going to be getting rid of the gardeners because there had been a traitor and she had to get rid of all of them. That included A306 and the fact that he was in this room with you with no clear authorization to be standing there with you, he had to be the very traitor that caused the rest of the staff to be forced cleansing and removal from paradise. It was one of those things that Unknown wouldn’t elaborate on.

He simply said that his choosing you had saved you from damnation in the basement. Had it even been about the Iris? Was there something more that you were missing here? Who was A306? Why was he standing in the middle of this room with you? Better yet, why had he taken you away from the basement? Confusion lined your features but as you tried to speak, your voice cracked and felt useful.

“I’m sorry for making you traverse the building right now, but you need to be in the safest part of Magenta today,” his voice sounded tired as he urged you to lay down once again. You didn’t want to do that but your body made that choice for you. “I apologize that I cannot do much else for you right now, [Y/N]. It’s too late for me now, but I can ensure that you’re safe until they arrive to do something.”

Who…?

What…?

How did he know your name?

“Who…” your voice croaked a question that you couldn’t finish. You grimaced and rubbed at your sore throat. Did you look as horrible as you felt? “Are you…?”

There seemed to be guilt in his eyes but from the reflection of the blue light on the monitors that colored his features for you, you weren’t so sure if that’s what you were seeing. You looked a little closer and realized at that moment there was a reason why he had struggled to get the door open and enter in the passcode, his eyes were damaged underneath the shallow frames that he had on his face.

There was a long story that you didn’t know but you wanted to know who he was if nothing else because you were tired of not knowing anything. You were tired of being kept out of the loop from everything for whatever reason. It didn’t matter if you were better off knowing, you wanted so badly to understand what the burden was and what you could do to make it better… better? Wait, better?

What were you thinking?

What was he thinking?

“...I don’t believe he’s spoken about me to you, then,” that comment felt like it was more meant for himself than it was for someone else. He shook his head and rested his gaze on you, “I don’t know how much you know about what’s going on here and I don’t wish to pressure you to tell me what you may or may not already know. There’s not much time, either. You need to be here for now, out of sight.”

You tried to make sense of that as best you could, “What would have happened… if I stayed in the basement…?”

The silence that lingered in the air did not make you feel better about yourself. You had a feeling that you knew the answer but having confirmation might not have helped you. You never saw a single person after they were cleansed like that, it was like they vanished and anyone who did come back from a lesson in reeducation as opposed to a cleansing was never the same person.

So, why was it that you were still standing? Why was there any clarity left in your mind as a whole and why were you breathing? The more you tried to think about everything, the more confused that you were left feeling. The darkness had at least kept you from being overstimulated but this was another level.

And, what was it that this stranger was trying to keep you away from whatever happened when she decided to do what needed to be done to get rid of someone who breaks the rules and turns on the paradise? You shut your eyes and pressed your palms against your face. It hurt… it hurt so much to breathe and to think, you just wanted to cry and make it all go away. You wanted Unknown back, you wanted paradise back, and you wanted to feel safe again.

Maybe it would be easier if you were gone as the Savior had said.

Cold chills ran down your spine as her words from one of the sessions came to your mind and you felt sick again. What good were you? Did Unknown leave because you were a burden that he didn’t have the power to stomach? Did he leave because he hated you? Did he leave because you didn’t try hard enough to help him achieve his goals?

Why? Why? Why? Why?

“My name is Jihyun Kim,” he said, lowly. Though his words still felt like they were quiet and so very far away. “I know that may not mean anything to you. However, Unknown did not abandon you here of his own doing. He was taken from this place by someone who wishes to hurt him and he didn’t intend to leave you. I did not believe she would use you as a prop against him, but I can’t afford for you to get hurt because of my mistakes.”

“Your… mistakes…?”

“I’m afraid there’s no time to explain everything. The most that I can do for you is make sure that he can find you when he returns to Mint Eye. If things go according to what I think… the RFA will be able to rescue you and Unknown both from this place and get you to safety before she can do anything worse,” the mint-haired man looked over his shoulder as if he were expecting someone to pop up and grab him.

The RFA?

“He… hates the RFA,” you felt the momentum of that word wash over you as you looked at the man. Did he know the RFA? No, wait, he knew how to talk to them. He was working with the RFA somehow. You should be frightened of that fact despite knowing that most of the RFA were just being manipulated by the men that Unknown hated that you didn’t—

No.

No, it couldn’t be him.

You jolted to a sitting position as fast as you could muster and tried to hold yourself up as your fingers clutched at the couch. Every part of you was on high alert now, and the second that you put that thought into your head, you couldn’t turn or run away from it. There was no escaping who you thought this man to be. Even if he dragged you from the basement, what if he was trying to use you to hurt Unknown?

You refused to be a pawn against him when he already had enough to deal with.

Even if he left you in the dark forever, you committed yourself to your job and you refused to let anyone try and take that from you. You always did what you were told and Unknown told you that he wanted you to be his forevermore. You felt the weight in your chest that came along with that feeling and all you wanted was him back to tell you what to do.

“You’re him,” you felt the words escaping you before you could even muster the strength to stop yourself from thinking that way. The fear was just eating away at you and the more that you sat there, the more you wanted to leave this place. “Oh my God, you’re the man who— you’re the leader of the— you’re the— get away from me, get away, get away, get away, get away, get away, get away—”

That look in his eyes was not of malice or anger. That confused you even more, what was it that you didn’t understand? You weren’t sure that the Savior could be trusted, but you sure weren’t to trust the man that Unknown told you over and over again had hurt him. He never elaborated, but those memories burned deep enough for you to understand just how far they went. If he couldn’t talk about it, it had to be horrible.

You couldn’t trust anyone but him.

Yet, Jihyun Kim had dragged you from the basement on his own.

Why?

“I… I understand that reaction. It was my failure that led to this situation, so please, blame me for your burdens and pain, as I am willing to take it. It’s my cross to carry. However, I will not hurt you. I promise. As you can see, my eyes are barely able to see a few feet in front of me, I couldn’t harm you if I wanted, and I do not wish to cause any more harm or fail another person. I know why you would feel frightened, but I promise… I promise you I did not bring you here to put you into danger.”

“She’s planning on using you as a prop to control Unknown. That is to say, when he arrives back at this place today, she fully intends on keeping you in the basement and only allowing you to see him when he does something that she approves of. Once she does this, there will be no hope for your safety or wellbeing. You could likely lose your life. I cannot allow her to destroy you or anyone else. If anyone must be destroyed, it should surely be me.”

“I failed Unknown once before when he was a boy and I’m still failing him now. I don’t expect you to believe any of that, [Y/N], but I know that deep down, you’re a good person. You’ve made some changes that I could never do. You’ve made Unknown question this place and he may be willing to try to leave now after he sees what she’s done to you.”

Oh, is that all?

You were just a prop… he wanted to say that the Savior wanted to use you but it sounded like he was trying to use you for his reasons, too. You didn’t like that. You didn’t appreciate that. You’d just wanted to tell him to leave. That didn’t explain what he had done or anything else. It told you half of a story that you had been left in the dark about.

Your bitter laugh was painful. “And, why should I believe anything that you have to say to me? He told me that you tried to destroy him.”

“I’m not asking you to believe me. I want… I pray that you believe in helping him do something to save his life. Surely you’ve seen what hell he’s been put through in this place since you started being by his side. You’ve seen how much elixir he drinks almost daily… and how much he works until he can’t stop himself from collapsing. You know this isn’t right for him.”

On the one hand, that made some sense. You tried to help him eat better and sleep more but he still worked himself until he was sick. You did the same thing, so you couldn’t say that you lived or knew better than he did… but it stung to see him living that way. Seeing his nightmares and what the elixir did… you didn’t want him to hurt.

On the other hand, you felt sickened to think that this man knew what he was suffering after whatever he did to him. If he wanted to protect Unknown or save him, why was he letting this go on? All of his words were… these were just… you were so tired of thinking and trying to figure out what the point of all of this was.

Why did the Savior hate Jihyun? Why did Unknown fear him? Why was he doing any of this?

“I want what he wants,” you said, flatly.

“But do you know what he truly wants? Do you think he’s ever thought for himself? Have you thought for yourself since you came here?”

“...”

“I understand that you’re not going to believe a word I’m saying. But, please, for your safety, do not leave this room until Unknown returns. I am sure you understand that I took you from the basement without speaking to the Savior, and if she finds out, it won’t end well. If that is all I can do for you, it’s all I can do. I just ask you to stay safe.”

Jihyun began to walk in the direction of the door to leave you be, but you couldn’t help but feel like you had more than you wanted to say. It seemed like he might’ve had something that he wanted to say as well, but time was against you. You didn’t know him and you likely never would know who he truly was… but those eyes that you saw—

You didn’t see malice in them.

You knew what hatred looked like and he didn’t look at you with it. You didn’t trust him, you would never trust him unless Unknown said it was okay, but he did save you. He saved you from the basement and you owed him something… you had nothing to give him but your words that meant little in the scheme of things.

You weren’t the Savior and you weren’t Unknown.

You were Iris, a lowly gardener that became an assistant, and you meant nothing in the food chain to any of them that stood above you.

His fingers brushed against the knob, “If I did things differently… if I asked for help in the first place, if I hadn’t been such a coward who wanted to spare everyone from pain, perhaps this misery you suffer now wouldn’t have come to be in the first place. I can’t change my past, nobody can, but it’s if I can do one thing right if I can do something to make sure that he’s safe again… I can return you to him so he can decide for himself what it is that he truly wants.”

Even though you had no idea what got him into this, nor did you think you would ever find out, you felt like those words were spoken from years of guilt. He sounded remorseful… and even if that was a fake statement, his voice sounded believable. You didn’t believe in anyone but Unknown in this place anymore. You didn’t have the heart to trust anyone after all this.

Say you humored him.

You looked at him, “You know, I don’t know what the fuck you did to him or the Savior, but if you feel like you could stop this, you could. Stop being a coward and reach out and ask for help if you’re the good guy. Go talk to that Jumin Han, he’d probably listen to you, he’s the only one of those people that seem to have their head on straight. It sounds like you want to fix what you did but you’re only making it worse by doing it alone.”

“I don’t know who you are, I don’t know why you’ve done this, I don’t know what you’ve done in the past, and I don’t know what you want to do after this; But, if you wanted to stop being a huge coward and make everything right? You could start by telling someone the truth and getting help for it.”

His silence was your only answer but you expected it. You didn’t have the energy to tear into him as you thought you would want to. You had imagined what it would feel like to meet the ones that had hurt Unknown by his side as he got his revenge, but you never imagined somebody so broken and pitiful standing in front of you instead of the monster that you had heard about.

It proved that you once again knew nothing about this place.

Jihyun left you in the darkness as he stepped out into the sunlight, but at that moment, it felt like your roles were reversed. You felt like he was standing in the darkness and you were bathed in the light of the sun.

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