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pochipop · 7 months

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＃MYSTIC MESSENGER !! ♡ — TALK ME DOWN (JIHYUN (V) X READER).

#. synopsis! — when things feel like they might come undone, jihyun doesn't have to deal with it alone anymore .

#. characters! — jihyun (v).

#. warnings! — vague references to past traumatic events (canon compliant) , non-graphic depictions of trauma responses .

#. word count! — 1.2k .

#. alt accounts! — @ddollipop (nsfw) @hhoneypop (moodboards) .

#. others! — navigation & masterlist .

Jihyun craves control in what feels like a necessary manner. He doesn’t like to have things thrust upon him without warning, doesn’t like to be out of the loop. It’s a matter of security, and that's why he scrambles to understand things at their very core. Even when he asks questions more than once, try to give him some leeway. He doesn’t mean to be overbearing or distrustful, —he simply craves details down to the marrow. It’s a tool he’s found that soothes his worries, and it’s a small price to pay for his peace.

“I’m sorry, it doesn’t seem like we have a reservation for that name,” the young woman at the front of the restaurant apologizes.

“Are you certain?” Jihyun asks, —and you can feel his grip tighten on your hand a bit, even as his tone remains incessantly polite. “I booked a table over a month in advance for our anniversary. . .”

She flips through the little booklet on the desk again, pursing her lips before shaking her head.

“I’m not sure what happened, but there’s unfortunately no tables available for this evening,” she replies. “You’re welcome to stay for a bit and see if anyone misses their reservation time, but that’s the best I can do. I’m very sorry.”

“That’s okay,” you assure her.

It’s not like she has anything to do with it. She’s just doing her job, and whatever happened, it likely wasn’t even her mistake to remedy. Moreover, it’s not like this was the end of the world. A block over there was a nice little steakhouse serving roughly similar menu items, and you’d been there on dates with Jihyun before. It might even be nice to go back and spend your second anniversary with him in a more familiar and welcoming place. . . But he felt like his head was swimming by the time he made it back outside.

His grip on your hand was unusually firm, —not painful, but more desperate than it had been a few minutes prior, and you could feel his palm getting clammy. Jihyun had always been a calm and reserved man, the type that took a while to warm up to people. At least, that’s how you’d always known him to be. Jumin told you he was a bit less reticent once upon a time, that he trusted more freely and cared more forwardly. But that was before, and things have clearly changed, and much of that change came at him in a sort of insurmountable way. It wasn’t the kind of thing anyone could prepare for, and bizarreness aside, Jihyun had by no means been afforded all the opportunities to feel safe and secure.

“Hey,” you say softly, looking up at him, “are you alright?”

The breath he utters is shaky at best, and he finds it difficult to meet your eyes.

“I’m so sorry,” he says quickly.

You barely catch the words as they spill past his lips in rapid succession.

He said them like he was sputtering out his final phrase, scared he might not have another chance to express it if he didn’t let it burst forth.

“Sorry? —For what?” You ask, reaching up to cup his cheek in your free hand. “You don’t have anything to apologize for.”

When he looks at you, it’s like he’s seen a ghost. There’s a distant sense of fear and a few tears welling up, clumping together above his lashes.

“The table, it. . . I. . .” he tries, but the articulation doesn’t come to him.

He’s not sure what to say or how to say it, and he’s terrified of the fact that you’re being so calm, even when he knows he should be thankful for it. A part of him even thinks it might be easier if you just yelled and let him swallow your frustrations like the words he’s choking down. This gentleness is still foreign, even after all this time.

You walk with him a little ways, keeping your fingers laced with his. There’s a small community garden spot where everyone is free to come and admire the flowers, and it serves as an easy way to put some space between yourself and others strolling along the sidewalk.

“Jihyun,” you say, “it’s really okay. I’m sorry the reservation didn’t work out, but we can still have dinner down the block.”

But at this point, it’s less about any steak he’s missing out on and more about the fact that something has gone wrong in the first place. It’s out of his hands now, and he can’t stop thinking long enough to let himself drown in yours.

“I just wanted everything to be perfect,” he replies.

You kiss his frigid knuckles and look at him like he’s the only person in the world.

“I know,” you tell him. “And it might not help to say this, but I think you should know that it’s perfect to me anyway, no matter where we go. As long as I’m with you tonight, we can do anything, go anywhere, —I just love you, and as long as you’re here, I’m happy.”

Jihyun stills, and you can see the cogs turning behind his gaze, processing what you’ve said as if he finds it hard to believe. Sometimes, he forgets that this isn’t conditional. You know certain things linger longer than either of you would like, but it’s not really something he can help. Not right now. Two years doesn’t erase all the time he spent pining for forgiveness from all the wrong people in all the wrong places. Time hasn’t healed his wounds as well as he would have liked. They still pry themselves open and leave bloodtrails in his wake every now and again, and sometimes it gets on you.

He takes a breath and tries again.

“I booked the table,” he says firmly. “I remembered that you said you wanted to give the restaurant a try, but we could never find a good time, and I thought this would be the right occasion.”

You smile, because it’s sweet that he remembered such a small thing. It was a comment made in passing more than anything else, but he still cared enough not only to listen, but to keep it in mind.

“Thank you for trying,” you tell him in earnest. “But we can always book another reservation for another time.”

“It won’t be our anniversary for another year,” he explains.

“No, it won’t,” you agree, “but that’s okay, isn’t it? You brought me roses last month, and there was no special occasion for it.”

Jihyun purses his lips for a moment, then nods. He sees what you’re getting at, even though his disappointment is still palpable.

“You’re right,” he acknowledges.

“And you’re amazing,” you reply, pressing a hand against his warm chest.

He lets out a breath and pulls you closer, resting his chin on your shoulder. A wave of relief washes over you upon feeling some of the tension leave his body.

“I’m really sorry,” he says. “Things weren’t supposed to go this way.”

“There’s nothing to be sorry for,” you insist.

“Yeah. . . Maybe. I just feel like it’s my fault,” he answers.

“It’s nobody’s fault,” you mumble, pulling away just enough to cup his cheeks again, hoping he won’t mind the mild shock of your free hand’s chill. “Sometimes things just happen.”

A part of him wants to argue, but he loses that urge the moment you brush your lips against his so tenderly. It’s the kind of softness he craves when he gets a little too wound up, and you can almost feel him melt into your embrace where he stands.

“Happy anniversary, Jihyun.”

He smiles, and it reaches his eyes.

“Happy anniversary, my love.”

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libra-kirishima · 1 year

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Mystic Messenger Characters + Their Toxic Traits ✨

Feat. Zen, Yoosung, Jaehee, Jumin, Seven, and V

Short headcanons inspired by this post I've made about My Hero Academia characters and their toxic traits x

! fem reader, brief mentions of sex !

Zen

Insanely jealous. He's barely able to restrain himself from barking like a dog when he sees you talking to another man

- and he will come up to you mid-conversation and embarrass you in front of this man because Zen wants him to know who you belong to.

Has some mildly sexist views on women

- Speaks for you even if you're right next to him. Will order for you at restaurants without being asked. If someone asks you a question and Zen thinks he knows the answer he'll answer it for you as if you aren't capable of answering for yourself.

- Tends to believe that you're fragile and vulnerable and that he needs to protect you because you're a woman

- Will help you with chores but he believes it's your job to cook

- Doesn't ever let you take control during sex. He thinks that, as the man, he is supposed to be the one on top and in control. He's a pleasure dom but sex is always done his way because he never lets you take the lead.

Canonically homophobic

Lacks self awareness

Yoosung

King of putting things off. Ignores problems in the relationship for as long as he possibly can until one day it all comes to the surface and he bursts into tears

Avoids conflict to the point of concern. He'd rather lie to himself that everything is fine between the two of you than address an issue in your relationship because he doesn't want to start a fight.

Struggles to make time for you. A lot of your dates are hanging out together while he studies in his room or at the library.

Shamelessly codependent

Jaehee

Also terrible at making time for you

Always working. If she's not working under Jumin then she's always working on improving the coffee shop. She doesn't know how to function when she's not working 24/7 and under constant stress

She takes things so personally. She'll never tell you she took something you said personally but you can tell.

Lowkey a grudge holder. If you two get into an argument she'll bring up something you said to hurt her feelings two years ago.

Jumin

Wants to take care of you but "taking care of you" can mean doing things that are very controlling sometimes

- extremely resistant at first to the idea of you having a job or going to college since he can provide for both of you

- hates taking "no" for an answer if he thinks he knows better than you. If you're sick with a cold he'll go against your wishes and call a doctor no matter how many times you insist that you're fine.

- Never learned how to let someone else be in charge of something so he also never lets you take control during sex.

Resistant to change

Makes important decisions without you based on what he thinks you would want

Can come across as very apathetic at times. He thinks he's offering an objective point of view that will help soothe your emotions but instead it can feel like he doesn't care about them because you're being unreasonable.

707

Has gotten into the habit of lying about the dumbest shit, so it can be difficult to tell whether he's being serious or messing with you

Doesn't help with household chores because he doesn't find them mentally stimulating

Gets really bad depressive episodes. He doesn't want Saeran to see him like that so he bottles everything up until he can't anymore and will take all his emotions out on you sometimes.

Has never had to communicate how he feels before meeting you, so he never learned how. A lot of the time you're relying on your intuition because he doesn't talk to you about it. Part of him still believes nobody cares about how he's feeling.

Incredibly passive. Getting him to voice what he wants is like pulling teeth.

Codependent and in denial about it. Thinks he's just really in love with his wife.

Has a tendency to completely ignore how he's feeling because part of him is desperate to please you.

Tends to think in absolutes. Has a very black and white view on most things

Struggles to believe that he deserves you and that makes him crave validation, but he never wants to voice to you that he needs validation.

#no saeran this time because i wanted to make my headers using panels from the webtoon #mystic messenger x reader #mystic messenger imagines #zen mystic messenger #yoosung kim #jaehee kang #jumin han #707 #saeyoung choi #luciel choi #v mystic messenger #jihyun kim #zen x reader #yoosung x reader #jaehee x reader #jumin x reader #707 x reader #v x reader

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springnote · 1 year

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If you are still taking asks for the Thanksgiving event, could we get some just general NSFW hcs for Jaehee, Yoosung & Saeran? Please n thank u! :3

ofc! I went ahead and included some others too, hope I did ok ^^

NSFW Headcanons

includes: Yoosung, Zen, Jaehee, 707, Jumin, Saeran, and V

warnings: nsfw minors dni, gn!reader with pussy, oral ( m and f receiving), anal, exhibitionism, degradation, edging, roleplay, dirty talk, cockwarming, breeding kink, spanking, predator/prey, daddy kink (most are just mentioned without lots of detail)

Yoosung:

• Honestly, he’s pretty submissive, and he prefers you to take the lead simply because he gets so flustered around you

• He likes having you suck him off under the table while he games too, the idea of trying to hide his whimpers and focus drives him wild

• He also enjoys being fingered in the ass, yeah he likes pegging and such too, but something about sticking his ass in the air while you tease and finger him does him in

• Does that mean he doesn’t like trying to take charge? Not at all, he just turns into a blubbering mess if he tries. Praise goes a long way too, a few compliments will have him rutting into your warmth

• Some days he comes home from school so worn out and needy, he’ll ask to eat you out or have you stroke him until he begs

• He’s honestly just a needy sweetheart and he’ll ask to use your chest or ass like a pillow frequently when he’s tired or take a bath together. Just give him love and he’ll do his best to make you feel good too

Zen/Hyun:

• He loves to fluster you, and he really, really likes to give and receive praise, it’s like breathing to him

• Sometimes he likes being told what to do, especially in roleplay, he likes having you tie his wrists and suck him off, he’ll whine and cum hard

• He also loves to sext and have phone sex, especially when he’s away for work, plus he knows his voice is nice and he loves teasing you with it, and sending naughty pics? That’s his jam

• He loves giving orders and he’s a boobs guy. You might find him telling you to touch your chest til you’re dripping while he praises you

• He works out plenty, so he likes taking you against the wall while wrapping your legs around him, or using his strength to lift you up and down on his cock

• A dom most of the time, but he’s a soft dom and loves just making you feel good. He loves eating you out and pampering you all night long

Jaehee:

• She loves being in charge, but specifically she loves just being able to come home and tell you what she needs or what she wants to do to you without any work or silly errands in the way

• 69 is a favorite position of hers, both of you laying on your sides in bed while she eats you up. But sitting in a chair while you get between her legs is also a favorite, it gives her a chance to grab your hair.

• She likes degradation, but she prefers to give it than receive. Edging and using nipple clamps on you also is something she loves, but she’s merciful about it.

• She has a double ended strap that she really loves, but she only uses that when she has lots of time and energy because it takes a lot out of her from all the stimulation. But it’s safe to say she likes toys

• She also has a fantasy of having sex in her office, maybe even turning her phone off so she’d miss calls and ignore her duties ( to her that’s very very naughty), but she’s shy to admit it

• Queen of aftercare. She’s researched what to do and has experience from her own self care rituals when she comes home from work. Expect to be pampered, but also be prepared to be told to eat, drink, and wash up after sex.

707/Saeyoung:

• Experimentalist is the best word for him. He’ll try almost anything, and he loves to look up new ideas to try.

• Sex is about fun and bonding to him, so if you want to have a really really intimate and serious, just let him know, he’ll take some time to get into serious mode™️

• He’s a switch because he loves trying stuff on you as much as he loves having stuff tried on him, but he prefers being in charge because it’s hard for him to tell you he has a new idea when he’s under you and spluttering

• He loves using toys on you, in the privacy of his home but also out in public if he can get away with it, the thrill of possibly getting caught turns him on so much he frequently asks for you to send him pics when you’re both working or going without underwear

• To be honest, he’s got a whole list hidden on a file somewhere of things he wants to try, but he wants to make sure you build up to them, especially if you find something you really like

• He also adores roleplaying, and trying different positions any chance possible, basically his sex life is a rollercoaster of unpredictability

Jumin:

• A dom through and through. It’s just who he is, and it feels most comfortable to him. He’s versatile with what kind of dom he is, but he doesn’t like the idea of subbing. He might try it if you really really want him to, but it will take a lot of convincing.

• He loves cockwarming, especially when he’s had a long day. He just loves being in you and filling you up. He’s also got a bit of a breeding kink

• He’s an ass man, he loves squeezing your ass and rubbing his bulge against it. Spanking is also something he enjoys, and if you slap his ass, he’ll pounce on you

• Lingerie kink for sure. Especially if it’s delicate and shows off your ass. He loves tearing the fabric or watching you striptease

• He says filthy things, always growling dirty thoughts into your ear during sex. But he’ll also whisper sweetly about how much he wants you when you’re out

• What really gets him going is when you just call him Jumin. He rarely hears someone say his first name so sweetly, and it nearly makes him tear up if you call him that and say you love him during intimacy

Saeran:

• He loves both of you just laying naked on the bed, letting him run his hands over your body and hold you close. He’s touched starved and this is already a lot to take in at once.

• Once he’s feeling bolder, he likes to leave bites all over you, especially on your chest. And he’d love to get you a choker to wear to cover any neck bites he leaves, but have it just small enough that someone might see

• He likes to finger you with leather gloves on, and then have you lick them clean. He’s not sure why but he just loves it. He’d also like to see you in some leather lingerie, but only if he can peel it off you.

• He likes degradation, but he’s very picky about it. He won’t call you dumb or pathetic, even if its something you want, he’s worried he’ll hurt your feelings.

• If you’re up to it, he’d kind of be into a bit of predator/prey. Something like him chasing or following you and then taking you to his room to claim, but he wants to make sure you’re well into your relationship by then

• Sleepy sex is also something he loves, before bed or after waking up. Of course he asks permission first and is very gentle as he’s pretty cuddly when tired, but he always makes sure to satisfy you

V/Jihyun:

• He’s not into anything really rough, especially at first because he still has a hard time with intimacy, but if he gets really going, he might go a little fast and rough but that’s it, unless you both talk it through and plan it

• He doesn’t like the idea of possibly getting caught like some of the others, but he does like the idea of having sex in nature, like a secluded field or beach. Just somewhere soft and picturesque

• Breeding kink full stop. He loves children and wants to raise some with you if you’d like, but just the idea of breeding you sets something off in him. He’ll get a bit rougher when you ask him to breed you, but then he’ll be sweeter than honey during aftercare

• He loves oral, especially if it results in you making a mess on his face or pulling his hair. He’ll melt into mush from pleasure

• He has a bit of a daddy kink and authority kink, but it embarrasses him so he gets a bit shy and flustered unless he’s really yearning. Either way his reactions are perfect

• He gets emotional and doesn’t always like talking about it, so he’ll seek physical intimacy to relax. He likes lazy sex, and cockwarming, and shower sex while you wash each other. Just be there for him and he’ll be sure to do the same

#mystic messenger x reader #yoosung kim x reader #jaehee kang x reader #zen x reader #hyun ryu x reader #707 x reader #saeyoung choi x reader #jumin han x reader #saeran choi x reader #v x reader #jihyun kim x reader

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mystmesstolemysoul · 5 months

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What if MC had no choice but to reset? What if, after enough cycles through each story, they know exactly which night they'll go to sleep next to their love then wake up all alone with a text telling them to go to an address they already know by heart. What if MC was cursed with repeating the same events over and over again, falling in love but never getting to grow beyond a certain point with the love of their life?

(lil drabble below the cut. There's a little bit of reset theory sprinkled in, along with a smidge of reference to a song I think goes with MysMes perfectly)

Which guy I'm talking about is intentionally vague so you can imagine your fave <3

Angst with a happy? bittersweet? ending

Not proofread, I don't have time for that shit, sorry lol

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The first time it happened, it was jarring. A panic setting in as you woke up, back in your old old apartment, no sign of him anywhere. Had it all been a dream? Surely not.

Then came the text, and it all came flooding back. What was happening?

You were less fearful this time as you walked up to Rika's apartment, even knowing all that you did now about the mysterious circumstances that had brough you here.

When they, the RFA, your family, greeted you as a stranger, it stung in a painfully nostalgic way. Had they really forgotten all about you? But it wasn't that; they hadn't known you in the first place.

You did some things differently, this time around. You gave more attention to one of the members that you'd brushed off the first time. Confusion clouded you on day five when everything began to drift away from the story you remembered. Despite this change, your new bachelor managed to sweep you off your feet, though you always felt guilty whenever he, your lover from the first time, called or texted. You felt guilty having to push him away to stay loyal to your new man.

You had almost forgotten about that jarring day when everything had reset. Almost. Until it happened again. You were more prepared this time, but felt almost exceedingly empty as you read the text asking for your help. You wanted to ignore it, to stop this toying with your heart. But you knew you couldn't stay away from the RFA. You were bound, heart and soul. So you did as 'Unknown' asked.

You began to dread it more and more each new route, never knowing when you were going to wake up alone and start the cycle all over again. It became numbing. Heartbreaking. But you could never stay away.

Eventually, you'd seen every possible way it could end. There had been a time you'd hoped to find a road that wouldn't end. A path that wouldn't lead to you waking up alone, forced to greet your closest friends as new strangers. But you'd long since given that up.

You'd seen every success, every possible failure. Felt every swell of new love, every shattering heartbreak. Made friends, made enemies, just for it all to be washed away.

There was a time when you'd begun to intentionally run everything into the ground. It was easier to repeat random 5-day loops than to go months, years, before having it all ripped away from you. But bringing them heartbreak hurt you more.

You were careful now. So careful. Especially with him.

You could never bring yourself to be careless with him. You didn't know why, but after a while, he began to stick out to you more than all the rest. No matter which path you walked, he always caught your eye. The way he said things, his way of thinking, how he tried to look out for you in his own little way.

So you pursued him. You'd won his heart before, many times, but you did it again with a purpose. You knew it wouldn't last. You knew one day, you'd wake up and it would all be over. But you loved him. You really loved him. And when the night came that you knew would be the last, you tried desperately not to sleep. But it was as if some curse took over you, forcing your eyes to close. When you awoke, it was all gone.

But you wouldn't let that stop you. Again, you followed him, your north star, your guiding light. Again, you won his heart. And again, you woke up. It was the third time when you noticed something different. Just a moment. A spark. A faint look in his eyes when you saw him face to face, some wondrous shock, as if he couldn't believe you'd chosen him. More than that usual look in his eyes when he saw you for what you believed to be his first time.

But the look wasn't enough for you to say something. Not yet. But a fourth time, you chose him. Then a fifth. Till finally, on the sixth time through, he gave you a look as if you'd gone insane, and he loved you for it. You'd asked without thinking. "You remember, don't you?"

He hadn't had to speak a word for you to know the answer. You knew him too well. He woke up alone, the same as you. And you loved him fiercer. Again and again and again, determined now to always choose him. No matter how repetitive, no matter how painful, you couldn't choose anyone but him, knowing he'd have to watch you fall in love with another man if you chose any other path.

When the fateful night settled in, wrapped up in each others arms, you were silent. You both knew what this night meant. When the daylight comes I'll have to go. You felt his tears trickle into your hair. "I don't wanna start all over."

And you didn't either. "I know, baby, I know." You held him so close, promising, "I'll choose you. I'll always choose you." And you meant it. You'd never be able to make it through now without him. You had him, now, and you weren't letting go.

And when the daylight comes I'll have to go, but tonight I'm gonna hold you so close, 'cause in the daylight we'll be on our own, but tonight I'm gonna hold you so close.

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married-to-google-translater · 3 months

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Can I request a yandere headcannon with 707,Jumin and V with a darling who love to cosplaying as a magical girl or neko

Jihyun Kim

You and Jiyhun would have been together for a while.

In the beginning, you wouldn't talk much about your hobby.

Maybe you're afraid that he wouldn't be interested…

But one day he came home when you were preparing your cosplay.

So that's where the whole situation started.

Jiyhun would surely have heard of this hobby.

He would work as a photographer.

So maybe someone would have asked her to take cosplay pictures earlier.

However, he would not have much knowledge on the subject.

He would certainly listen to the subject if you wanted to talk about it.

And if you asked, he would definitely take pictures of you.

Lots of pictures.

Jiyhun would really love you.

And he thinks you're most beautiful when you do something that makes you happy.

And this would definitely be the thing.

You went to different cons together a lot.

Saeyoung Choi/707/Luciel

Saeyoung was totally involved in this.

As we know, he would already be into cross dressing.

So he would know what you are talking about when you talk about your hobby.

And Saeyoung would probably know about your hobby before you even tell.

He ran a background check…

And Saeyoung isn't doing a bad job.

He would be enthusiastic about your hobby.

Definitely something you two could do together.

Couple cosplays are a thing.

And surely you would when he had no work to do.

Although Saeyoung would rather google what characters you could cosplay while working.

He would also give Vanderwood a headache.

Saeyoung would definitely love to make the outfits herself with you.

Nice thing to do together.

Jumin Han

You and Jumin had just moved in together.

You were unpacking your moving boxes.

And Jumin would be interested in why you would have one box full of different cat ears.

Jumin doesn't really know what cosplay is.

He's never even heard of it.

And he might not understand if you try to explain to him.

It would really be out of his world.

But he would try to understand.

And would listen to your explanation…

If it was something that would make you happy.

Jumin would really love to see you happy ;)

He would definitely like to support your hobby.

Things that are important to you are also important to him.

Jumin would probably support this hobby financially.

Or he could try to help you make outfits.

But a little warning.

Because Jumin really isn't terribly good at it.

However, it would be fun.

And if you dressed up as a Neko…

Ummmmmm

Well, let's just say that it wouldn't really bother Jumin ;)

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natasha-in-space · 4 months

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RFA boys+ jihyun having a child who is a "daddy's kid" to the point that their wives are annoyed (like why does he love you so much)

Yoosung

Yoosung is a dad who I think is laid-back and fun. He is a parent, with whom you can share your stressful day at school and get genuine understanding and an uplifting pat on the head that will leave you feeling relieved and secure almost immediately. He's a bit clumsy, of course, as he's used to being the youngest in practically every group he has ever been in. And now that place is taken by someone else! His kid can build a genuine bond with him through mutual trust and understanding, thanks to his easy-going attitude. It's not surprising to see his child growing up to have a deep affection for their cool father. Yoosung will chuckle and pinch your cheeks if you pout and grumble about him stealing all the attention for himself. He finds it absolutely adorable to see you huff and puff, but you can't hide the smile blooming in the corners of your mouth as your child clings at his legs with happy giggles falling from their lips. The sight is too cute to be upset about. On the weekend, he will make certain to arrange a family picnic for you two. One where you all will be spending quality time together as a family.

Zen

Zen is a doting father, hands down. His family did not provide him with support, self-confidence, or even a trustful place for him to share his real struggles during his childhood. With his own family now with you, he will make sure to never make those same mistakes again. Unfortunately, that means that he has a habit of spoiling his kid a bit too much. It's nothing too bad, but it still leaves you as the one being the strict parent telling your kid that, no, eating another ice-cream is not a good idea, and that will make them sick. I'm not saying that Zen isn't capable of being strict. Despite this, he may encounter difficulties with his approach. He's anxious to not come off as too controlling or judgemental. And hey, there is nothing wrong with having a couple of hurdles. Parenthood is a journey filled with many twists and turns that you can't be ready for. With you two working as a team, though, you will get through anything. Zen's love language is words of affirmation, so he'll be praising you in the eyes of your kid quite often. It's sweet. It teaches your child to be confident in sharing their inner thoughts.

Jumin

Jumin is... he's a bit clumsy when it comes to parenthood, but in a very endearing and sweet way. Unfortunately, Jumin didn't have a very good and healthy childhood to look back on. I actually think that having a child of his own will nudge him into actually processing and acknowledging the neglect and abuse he had to go through in his childhood and early adulthood. He wants to believe that his father a good man. That their relationship is one of support and love. After all, Jumin is a family man. But, as he tries to seek out his father for advice, he realizes that... he doesn't want to raise his own child in the same way his father raised him. And that makes him pause. Jumin is a father who is deeply loving and tender. His child receives all the respect and warmth in the world from him. He supports them on every tiny interest they have, almost to a funny degree. His kid likes dinosaurs? You will receive a package filled with encyclopedias and scientific literature on the subject that he will read through with the most captivated look on his face. Does his kid like watching magical girl anime? Well, now he has sparkly pink stickers on his every office supply, and he is not ashamed to show them off. Jumin Han loves his family with all his heart, and he will express it to the world without any shame. However, if he notices that you are growing a bit jealous of the way your child is always showering him with affection, he will have a talk with them. It's almost unbelievable how well he communicates with his child. You will come home to an adorably drawn card with you three holding hands and smiling, that your child has drawn for you. And a small doodle from Jumin on the back.

Saeyoung

Saeyoung is yet another father who is devoted to his child almost to a fault. He is both excited and terrified about his future as a parent at the same time. To say that he had a difficult childhood would be like saying nothing at all. Heck, if you ask him, he'll tell you that he feels like he had no childhood. From as early as he can remember, he has always been the caretaker. The protector. He had to. To survive, it was necessary for him and his brother. So, all he has on what it means to be a good parent is based on media he has consumed. He has no other source to seek advice from. Sure, he considered V to be his father, but... he'd much rather not think about that now. He's trapped in a very paralyzing dilemma. He's a family man, and he wants to start his own happy family with you. He adores kids, and the idea of having a tiny person to spoil and take care of makes him grin so wide. But, at the same time, he feels utterly terrified at the prospect of becoming a parent. He is afraid of hurting the child, even if it wasn't his intention. Terrified of making the same mistakes his caretakers have made. Terrified of this responsibility. It's something he'll have to resolve in therapy, before you two decide on having children, be it by adoption or natural means. As an actual father, however? His child will never feel unloved. He showers them in gifts, treats, books, all kinds of things! He spends his every evening with them. He is involved in their school life and their interests. He is always there for them. So, it's not that hard to imagine your kid growing a bit too attached to their amazing dad. Saeyoung will tease you about a bit, sure. But, in a typical Saeyoung fashion, he will prepare a surprise for you and your child. One that will connect you and provide you with much-needed alone time. Maybe a game of an escape room, or maybe a video game he created just for you two. Either way, it's a fun way to remind you just how wonderful this man truly is.

Jihyun

Talking about this with Jihyun is amusing because Lucy is shown to be quite playful with him. But, who's to say he can't switch your roles at times? Jihyun's perk as a father is his supportive attitude. Much like Zen, he grew up in a family that forced him to deny his true wants and desires, and he wants to do all he can to make sure that Lucy never has to be ashamed of what her tiny heart is longing for. He'll just be a bit concerned if she starts hanging out with Uncle Saeyoung too much, to the point where she wants to build robots for a living. Jihyun is not very good at technology! He does his best to engage with her, though. You can't help but laugh as you catch them playing video games one evening, Lucy absolutely crushing your husband on every single round. From what you can tell, Uncle Saeyoung taught her well. If Lucy doesn't spend enough time with you, I don't think it'll be an ongoing issue. You and Jihyun have built a very healthy and open communication between yourselves, so the problem will get brought up almost immediately. And resolved just as quickly.

#mystic messenger #mysmes #mysme #mm #yoosung kim #zen ryu #jumin han #saeyoung choi #jihyun kim #yoosung x reader #zen x reader #jumin x reader #saeyoung x reader #jihyun x reader #cute fluffy scenarios right after an angsty and dark one???#more likely than you think #the best of both worlds

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shxtodxroki · 7 months

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𝚂𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝙿𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚜

Summary: You’re cuddling with Jihyun, but he’s oddly quiet, as if he’s listening to something specific. And when you eventually ask why, you learn about your boyfriend’s biggest joy in life (aside from you, of course).

Flufftober Day 8 Prompt: Rainy Day

Warnings: Mentions/hints towards depression, mentions of V slowly losing his eyesight

Pairing: V ( Jihyun Kim) x Gender Neutral! Reader

Word Count: 1.3k

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The room is silent, almost eerily so, as you sit beside your boyfriend with curious eyes and a mind full of wonder. You’re cozily cuddled up to his side, the fireplace running as you wrap both of your arms around one of his and press your cheek into his sweater. But for some reason, neither of you have said anything at all for the past ten minutes, your lover silently staring at the roof as if listening for something, or perhaps listening to something? You’re not particularly sure, but he seems more at peace than he hardly ever does, leaving you hesitant to disturb his clear serenity and risk wiping the soft, barely-there smile clean off his face.

Though you don’t wish to interrupt the silence of the room, you do slowly begin to sneak one of your hands down towards his palm, carefully linking your fingers with his. He lets you without a second thought, always open to your touch even when he’s not particularly paying attention, though your movements don’t seem to draw him out of his thoughts or his listening in the slightest as he remains quiet and stoic. Your cheek nuzzles against the fuzziness of his wool sweater in search of warmth despite the fire going at the other end of the room and the blanket currently being shared across your two bodies, as his warmth is like none other to you. A blanket and a fire can only warm your surface, but he’s able to get rid of the chill in your bones, able to make your soul feel light and airy to your core even with his own demons.

The fingers of your free hand slowly begin to dance up his sleeve, mindlessly playing with the soft fabric in your hands as your eyes turn up to his face. You could study him all day, you really could. He’s a living work of art, a being somehow painted perfectly, or photographed by an eye even more meticulous than his own. There’s not one feature of his that you don’t love, from his striking, vibrant hair to his soft, plush lips to his short, gentle fingernails that he lets you paint whenever you ask. He’s more precious than diamond or gold to your aching heart, and as he stares at nothing at all and finds himself lost in sounds unbeknownst to you, you find yourself thinking that he looks even more statuesque and gorgeous than usual as he sports one of his increasingly rare grins.

Though you’re desperate to hold his peace, to let him ruminate in this happiness that he’s so visibly experiencing for once, your curiosity eventually wins out as you ponder what could possibly be enrapturing him so much. Your hand gently squeezes his as you silently plead for his attention, gently snuggling into him once more as you look up at him and meet his gaze with soft, questioning eyes.

“What are you thinking about, love?” You ask quietly, careful to keep your voice low in hopes of preserving this moment’s serenity. “You seem really lost in something, but I can’t quite figure out what.”

Jihyun can’t help but let out a soft chuckle to your words, his free hand gently moving to trace along your knuckles as he responds. “....Can you hear that, angel?” He asks with a soft smile, and when you stop to listen, you can’t seem to hear much aside from a small, distant pitter-patter.

Tink. Tink. Tink. The sound barely echoes through the room, and for a second you think that can’t possibly be what your boyfriend’s referring to. You have no clue what it even is, how could it be significant enough for him to comment on?

But then, like a strike of lightning in your neurons, you realize that the sound is the soft patter of rain against your roof, your eyes glancing towards the window as you watch the droplets race down the glass panes and fill the sky with a grey smog. You had never known your lover to be particularly fascinated with the rain, but many people enjoyed the sights and sounds of fresh rainfall, though you were still curious if there was a deeper root as to why he seemed so utterly lost in the echoes of the downpour.

“The rain?” You ask for confirmation, your fingers squeezing his hand once more as he wordlessly nods in response. “I suppose I can, it’s pretty quiet though. I didn’t know you liked the rain so much….” You mutter, prompting him for further elaboration, if there was any to discuss in the first place.

He doesn’t answer right away, simply giving you another soft smile as he pulls you closer than before. He was being awfully generous today, showing off the beauty that is his smile more frequently than he had ever since you had met him, and the mere sight makes your heart swell to the brim. You suddenly find yourself incredibly thankful for the rain, your gratitude for the way it’s brightened your lover’s attitude pouring out of you and rivaling the steady downfall outside even if you can’t understand it. Until he finally explains it to you, the best he can, and gives you a window into his mind.

“Well… my eyesight is nearly gone now.” He starts with a sigh, though he doesn’t sound as melancholy as he typically does when the topic is brought up. That mention instantly piques your curiosity further, however, and you listen with rapt attention as he continues as the pads of your fingers mindlessly grip his sleeve. “So I can’t enjoy many of the things that used to calm me down before. The sight of flowers in a vibrant garden, the fireplace flaring up on a cold night, the thrill of getting to photograph a precious sight… honestly, I was starting to think I had nothing besides you that made me feel relaxed anymore.”

Of course you knew he had been suffering as the deterioration of his eyesight progressed. Anyone in his position would, and you had witnessed firsthand the simple pleasures of nature in his life slowly decreasing as his vision went more and more. But you hadn’t realized just how bad it had been mentally wounding him until this moment, and your heart aches for him as you patiently wait for him to continue at his own pace.

“But…. I can still enjoy the rain. Rain has never been about the sight for me, unlike most things that soothe my mind. It…. it’s more about the sound of the rain hitting the house, the smell of the mist in the air…. I guess I’m just happy that I haven’t lost all of my favorite parts of nature. That I can still enjoy things like this with the senses I do still have.”

Though your heart still holds a crack in response to his troubles, you feel tears of relief begin weighing down your waterline as his smile grows wider than it’s been all day. You suddenly shift your weight to meet him eye-to-eye after taking a moment to compose yourself, taking your sweet, fragile man’s precious face in your hands as you stare at him with a cheesy, lovestruck smile.

“You know, I think you’ve made me love the rain too.” You whisper, before leaning in and connecting your lips in a tender, gentle kiss. It’s brief, a few seconds at most, but he’s able to understand without words just how thankful you are for this moment. How thankful you are that he’s smiling again, that he’s found something besides his lover that still brings him joy. You’ve had to watch him lose so much along with his eyesight, sticking by his side through all of his worst moments along this journey, and through this kiss he realizes that you dream of him never losing joys like the rain ever again.

You’re unable to resist the urge to brush your thumb against the soft skin of his cheek as you pull away from this kiss, your finger slowly tracing along his sharp jawline as you press another peck to his cheek. “If it makes you happy, then I hope it rains every day. Anything to see you smile. “ You tell him with a voice full of fondness, and right then Jihyun knows that he could lose every other pleasure in life - rain included - and still be perfectly satisfied, as long as he still had you to love and hold throughout the rest of his life.

Request - Anonymous said: hello, darling! how are you? for your flufftober could you write something for v from mysme, please???

A/N: Ahhhh so sorry for my absence during my school-related slump, but I am STILL going to catch up these next few days because I REALLY want to see this event through to the end since I’m having tons of fun with it! Honestly I don’t know much about V (haven’t been down his route yet, and there’s been very little about him in the routes I’ve been down so far) so I hope this is okay! I think it turned out really sweet at least, I’m pretty proud of this so I hope you guys enjoy it as well! :> Also my requests are currently open, so if you have any requests for any fandoms I write for feel free to send them my way!

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fishsticksloser · 1 year

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I forgot that you can see when you joined the RFA....

2,372 days ago... Wow... And I don't have all the endings yet. I'd love to see how long you all have been playing and how many endings you have!

I have 20/49 endings.

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shewrotesomething · 11 months

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(Jihyun/V) - The Day He Realized He Wanted To Marry You

He thought about it everyday.

Two years had passed since he left to find himself and when he returned for the party, there you were.

He confessed to you then and there. He vividly remembered the scent of your hair while you were wrapped in his arms.

Four years had gone since then, and by now, he thought he’d be ready to move to the next stage of his life… a life sworn to eternity with you.

And yet, whenever the conversation came up, he found himself retreating.

But perhaps both of you should be. Neither of you are getting younger. Moreover, he really shouldn’t keep you waiting. His indecisiveness was making you walk on a path with no destination.

Still, every time he retreated from the subject, you were… okay. There was a hand. A smile. A quiet promise that said. I love you and it’s okay.

He loves you, there’s no doubt in his mind about that but he didn’t want to make promises he couldn’t keep. What they don’t tell you about recovery is that, sometimes, you relapse to your old habits. And well, he didn’t want to put that on you.

But then came that day.

He went abroad on a job. A travel agency wanted him to take promotional photos on the hotels they were endorsing as part of their deals. He was gone for nearly a month.

Although he wanted nothing more but to see you the moment he landed, you insisted that he get some rest first. His flight lands at 3 in the afternoon and you didn’t want him to wait for you to get off work. He quietly conceded.

When he landed he wanted to get some food first, instead, he received an urgent call from the staff of his condominium.

One of the pipes burst. Several units were flooded. Jihyun immediately drove home. A hundred different thoughts went through his head. All the things that were damaged… all the photos.

The staff profusely apologized upon his arrival, but much to his surprise, they told him you were there already. You had arrived an hour earlier and dealt with the situation.

“Oh hey, you’re back!” you greeted as soon as he flung the door open. The place was a mess. The floor was dry now, but there were spots that had a soaked towel in it. His mattress was gone and the sheets sat in a pile in the corner.

You look like you just had a shower and dressed yourself in his clothes. “I… what happened? Why are you here?”

You turned around to face him fully. “Your neighbor contacted me when the pipe burst. A unit upstairs apparently hit a pipe, so it messed up the water pressure and whatnot.”

“What about work?”

You were confused by his question. “It’s fine. Don’t worry about it. Anyways, I sent the most pressing items to the laundromat. Uh… about your studio, I managed to save some of the boxes with photos but yeah… I didn’t get to them in time. I think the painting got ruined.— Oh no. Are you mad? I’m really sorry.”

He didn’t realize he was making such a disheartened face. “No, I’m not mad at you.” He was mad at himself. That he didn’t believe that in all your quiet promises. That it took him this long to realize it.

“Hey, Jihyun,” you said, closing the distance between the two of you, “Look, you’re clearly tired and hungry. So why don’t I grab you some food and for the time being you stay at my place.”

He held your hands. “I love you,” he declared. “I’ll love you forever.”

Perhaps to you, it sounded like the declaration of a man whose apartment was ruined. To him, it was a proposal.

#mysme imagines #mystic messenger #mystic messeger headcanon #jihyun x mc #jihyun x reader #mystic messenger jihyun

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stormflypirateskin · 1 year

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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pochipop · 10 months

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＃MYSTIC MESSENGER !! ♡ — BEING VULNERABLE WITH YOU.

#. synopsis! — how they show their trust .

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

#. warnings! — slight angst.

#. others! — navigation & masterlist .

#. a/n! — come join my discord server? it's newly opened with a fantasy bakery theme! we have emojis from genshin impact, honkai star rail, sanrio, overwatch, pokemon, mystic messenger, and more! a collection of funny stickers, channels to promote yourself, meet new friends, share your writing/art, + lots more! plus, our staff is very chill and friendly! we'd love to see you there! <;33

＃ JUMIN !! ♡

Jumin, who never really thought himself to be the romantic type, but loses himself so easily in his relationship with you that he’d do anything imaginable just to see you smile for him. This sophisticated, pressed-suit wearing, stone-faced man who just crumbles when it comes to you, —who once thought love was some sick ruse made to rope people in and keep them hostage to their feelings, suddenly realizing that this rush is marvelous, and he can’t quite clearly remember a time before his heart seemed to beat for you. This man who swore he’d never love someone enough to put aside everything else on his mind and just live in the moment who sheds that dry cleaned business attire at the end of every workday and lets himself come undone for you. His walls come down and he welcomes you inside, and for once, he’s not scared of what will happen when you see the parts of him that perhaps aren’t as pretty as others. He lets you see the beautiful mess he’s made of himself over the years, and it’s then that he begins to pick up all these tattered pieces, finally preparing to put himself back together again. And recognizing you’ll help him do so is the sweetest comfort he’s ever known.

＃ HYUN (ZEN) !! ♡

Hyun, who stops pretending to be perfect over time and lets you see him in all the stages of healing. This man who often shields himself from the world, hiding behind a mask of narcissistic confidence, who finally lets his imperfections seep through to the surface and breathes another sigh of relief every single time you stay in the aftermath. He lets you in on the insecurities that lap at his ankles much more often than he'd ever had liked to have admitted before. He lets you hold him when he shatters instead of pushing you away, —dulls all his rigid edges to feel your warmth surround him, as if lowering all his defenses for the very first time. The world can be a cruel place to those that have made mistakes, but Hyun feels like he's finally found someone who can look at him for more than just the pretty, well-kempt face he maintains for the public. There's no sense of shame he feels the need to drown in when you let him fall apart in your arms. There's no crushing feeling of disappointment or suffocating feeling of disdain. He's more human than he fears he's ever been when your thumbs wipe the tears from beneath his eyes and you whisper to him that everything will be okay.

＃ YOOSUNG !! ♡

Yoosung, who learns over time how to not let things fester until they’ve built up so much he can’t keep them in any longer. For all he is and might not ever be, he’s come to realize that it’s okay to express his emotions before they reach a boiling point. He comes to you at the onset of upsetedness, —allows himself to feel frustrated without stuffing it down and pretending the problem doesn’t exist until it explodes. He finds that it’s so much easier to be earnest when you never talk down to him or make him feel like he’s any less of a person in your eyes because of it. Sometimes he needs advice, and other times, he just needs someone to talk to. No matter the case, he seeks you out before anyone else, knowing that you care enough about him to value his thoughts and opinions without qualifiers or regulations. He holds grudges sometimes that aren’t good for his own sake, and being shut down when he tries to address them only adds fuel to the fire. Having someone who truly listens and tells him that it’s okay to feel the way he does goes such a long way, —perhaps longer than you’ll ever know.

＃ SAEYOUNG (707) !! ♡

Saeyoung, who lets himself be honest eventually, —who lets himself chip away and then lets you smooth him over. He’s done a lot of things he’s not proud of, and he doesn’t need anyone to tell him that it wasn’t his fault. Whether it was or wasn’t doesn’t matter as much as what he knows he has to do going forward, and the last thing he really wants is to be coddled out of pity. He just wants to be heard, no sympathy necessary, no fawning over the way he sheds the skin he used to wear when he felt like happiness was millions of miles away. He just wants to be listened to. To Saeyoung, it’s the ultimate show of trust to admit to all the things he regrets, let them spill out like word vomit and not have to worry about the consequences. He doesn’t need you to understand, and knows you likely can’t given the specifics of his life’s course thus far, but knowing that you’re keen on carrying the burden with him is such an insurmountable feeling of relief. Finally, someone knows every grimy little corner of his soul and they still love him, still hold him, still want him. . . There’s nothing quite like it.

＃ SAERAN (RAY) !! ♡

Saeran, who lets little things slip as time goes on, —stares a little longer when he passes twin popsicles in grocery stores because he knows you won’t ask why. As much as he likes to pretend that he can fix things by pretending they never hurt him in the first place, there are always scars that linger just below the surface, ready to burst at the first sight of mint-colored liquids or at the first sound of deceptively sweet voices offering commands from the shadows. He carries a lot around with him wherever he goes, and just loving him until the sun dies isn’t a cure-all. You can’t turn back time and shield him from all the things in his life that have left him feeling like a shattered stain glass window. All the love in the world can’t fix the past. But there’s nothing that means more to him than knowing he can lean on you, —even if he doesn’t always do it. There’s such a sweet comfort in knowing he can turn to you when he feels like he’s drowning. And if sometimes that manifests only in letting himself shed a few tears while he eats an ice cream cone outside next to you in the sunshine, then so be it.

＃ JIHYUN (V) !! ♡

Jihyun, who talks about it all a little at a time, —about the good and the bad, the ugly and the beautiful; because it wasn’t always bad. There were times before you came in which he’d been so in love that he’d have done anything to stay exactly where he was, to freeze those moments up and keep them in a capsule that could never be shaken. And it’s important for Jihyun to tell you about those things every now and again, to let you in and reminisce on the way he’d once been so sure of it all, so ready to settle down and stay exactly where he was. But it’s equally as important for him to bare the remnants of the betrayal for you to kiss, and hold, and make peace with. He likes to think you understand him better in the wake of it, —that you’ve seen him in a new light every time he sits with you and tells you of the loss, the desire, the yearning, and all the ways he wishes things could have been different for everyone. In the end, he’s here, and there’s nowhere else he’d rather be.

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mystic-headcanons · 7 months

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imagine,,,, MC proposes to Jihyun,,,,, instead of the other way around

fun fact: i've been playing mystic for aboooout five? years now and i just got v's route today T_T

anyways here how it'd go if you proposed to jihyun

okay, first off- this man would take forever to even decide if he wanted to propose

jihyun has a lot of insecurities and traumas, and has a lot of days where reassurances aren't enough to quiet his mind, where he'll just get into this mindset of 'youdeservebetteryoudeservebetteryoudeservebetter'

these days aren't as frequent as they once were, but he's still got a lot of healing to go through

you'd get the idea to propose during one of his bad days. no matter how many times you told him you loved him, that he was the only one for you, that he was kind and good and made the world brighter and better just by existing, he never fully believed you

but maybe your actions would prove it?

while it definitely wouldn't be a public proposal, you'd still make the entire day extremely special for him. maybe you'd start by going for a nature walk, or present him with a new set of paints

you'd be nervous all day, but after brushing jihyun off for the third time and promising him that yes, you're really fine, he'd stop asking and only resolve to keep an eye on you.

when you finally do propose, jihyun immediately starts crying. poor guy is NOT used to someone loving him that much!!!

he actually starts crying the second you kneel. like you had a whole speech planned and everything and the second you're on one knee he's crying

a LITTLE upset that he couldn't propose to you, so make sure to give him many reassurances!!

does not stop staring at the ring the entire night. i don't think he'd like something too flashy, so he'd definitely love a modest band with like a tiny jewel or two

immediately sends a photo to the entire rfa and does not stop calling you his fiancee when talking to them

overall he's just very happy and emotional that someone loves him enough to want to spend the rest of their life with him. he made many mistakes with rika and is determined to do better with you.

i hope this was what you had in mind!!! forgive me if this is a little rusty or ooc-- i haven't written for these characters in a HOT minute

#mystic messenger #mystic messenger headcanons #jihyun kim #jihyun kim x reader #v mysme #v mystic messenger

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xelasrecords · 1 year

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Haven Burning

Jihyun Kim x Reader

NSFW

Jihyun is sorry that he keeps wanting more from you while you're sorry that you can't give him enough, so both of you try to make up for it in your own way.

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Jihyun left the front porch light on for you. From up close, you could hear the faint clinking sound of moths bumping into the yellow beacon that shone through the dark. They would shed their wings and die eventually. Already there were husks of the fried bodies on the ground, but more would come still. They never learned. You swiped them aside with your foot and stepped into the house.

The living room was just as dark. You saw the silhouette of Jihyun first, his slouching figure nodding off in the armchair. Strips of moonlight that washed through the windows accentuated the elegant slope of his nose, the delicate swoop of his lashes, and the lustrous turquoise of his hair that stood out like a halo amidst the room's earthy tone. The whole space was a mess, but Jihyun preferred it to look lived-in instead of clinically neat. He liked the comfort of feeling at home, but your personal observation was that he could only feel complete when you were here. He was more himself with your presence. Why else would he give you a spare key you never asked for?

You waded through the scattered pillows and tabbed art journals to get to him. The blanket he used had slipped down the hardwood floor, so you bent down to cover him with it.

Jihyun started awake as you tucked in the corner of the blanket. "You're home," he mumbled, his eyes heavy-lidded.

You stayed in your crouching position and looked up at him. "I'm here."

Jihyun gave you a slow one-over, taking in your frazzled hair and unkempt clothes. "You really are." He offered a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes and a hand that you took as he rose to his feet.

Jihyun was still holding your hand when he entered the kitchen. Absentmindedly, you brushed your thumb against the back of his slender fingers, the warm hand you were becoming familiar with. He was uncharacteristically quiet—not that you would know much about his character. He was as elusive to you as you were to him, but your habitual visit here had taught you enough. This was where you always met him. Not outside where anyone could catch you, but here, in the safety of his mess.

When Jihyun released your grasp to hand you a glass of water, you immediately accepted and gulped it down.

"Thank you, I was parched," you said. The liquid hitting your throat was lukewarm, the perspiration around the glass dripping down the floor. It must have been cold when he set it up for you hours ago.

"I'd thought you would be," said Jihyun. His tone was not unkind, but there was an edge to it as if he was holding back from saying more. He kept tugging on his cardigan's sleeve.

"Are you mad?" you tested.

Jihyun blinked, then said with caution, "I don't think there's anything I should be mad about."

"I didn't tell you I would disappear for a while."

"I can hardly get angry at you for doing the same thing I've done before."

You peered from behind the glass. "So you don't have any questions?"

Jihyun looked at you with fleeting sadness that you wouldn't have caught had you not paid attention, but you did. Everything about him was subtleties, so you had come to learn to read between the lines. "Not if it would hurt me."

"Then I will not tell," you said softly.

What hope that he had against all hopes vanished from his eyes. It wasn't clear what you and Jihyun were and neither of you saw the need to define it. You got tangled up with him when your life was in disarray, and he was willing to live in your chaos. He found comfort in your discomfort, so you could not come up with a reason to take it away from him.

The feeling was reciprocal after all. An unreasonable desire for Jihyun locked your knees in place. His love for your destruction became your love for his. There would be nothing left of you if he left, and he couldn't stand to leave you to degrade into ashes. You liked that he was so bound to you that he could not stay away, so the curse went around and around until you couldn't tear his thoughts apart from yours.

You wanted to possess him. No, more than that, you wanted to make a home right behind his sternum and cradle his ideologies in your hands and say, yes, you understood him because he felt like your own skin. You were made of him as much as he was of you. You were the Galatea he chiselled to obsessive perfection, a statue pervaded with the very essence of him that you were compelled to follow him wherever he went.

With the jug that Jihyun had left on the table, you poured more water into your glass and extended it to him. "Here, have one," you offered. "I'm sorry for making you wait up."

Jihyun shook his head but drank the water regardless. "Don't apologise. I did it out of my own volition."

You eyed the puddle pooling around the jug. "Did you prepare this for me every day?"

"I did."

"But what if I never came back?"

"I don't know, I just believed that you would. You never gave me a reason when you leave, so you don't need a reason to come back." Jihyun smiled, and sighed. "At least that's what I tell myself. I don't want to think about the day you stop wanting me."

You hummed noncommittally, eager to end the topic. "Would that day come, I wonder."

Without waiting for his response, you trudged back to the living room and threw yourself across the wide rug. You covered your eyes with your forearm as the steady ticking of the grandfather clock unwound the tension in your body. The last few days had been exhausting; you had been surrounded by people who only sought you out when they needed something. Your favour, for example. Your body, for another.

You heard a rustle as Jihyun knelt beside your head. "You shouldn't sleep here," he said. "You'll wake up with a backache if you do."

"I hate that word. Should. I should mind my health more. I should find a proper place to sleep. I should appease my work partners for everyone's sake. I should be nicer. Don't you think I'm already nice enough?"

Jihyun chuckled wistfully. "By your standards you are."

You lowered your arm and found him looking down at you, his turquoise hair falling languidly across his forehead. He was beautiful in the way the angels told in mythical legends were. All delicate angles and incandescent gleam even when doused with exhaustion. He had an air of perpetual sadness about him, almost as if it was his nature to be melancholic and other emotions were simply passing through.

Your heart twisted at the sight of him. "I know I'm not nice to you, I'm sorry."

"You're nice in your own way. You still came home to me."

"I give you so little."

"Yet it is all you can give, so I understand," Jihyun said. You gently held his cheek and he leaned into your touch by instinct. His eyelids fluttered close and he exhaled, sending shivers up the inside of your arm. "You give me this too. This is enough," he murmured.

There must be something more you could do. "Would you like it if I kiss you?"

"Can I kiss you instead?" Jihyun muttered against your wrist.

Making the first move was a way for him to assuage his guilt for always wanting more from you. Being on the receiving end discomforted him, so if he was the giver, then he couldn't be the beggar. It made him feel less pitiful begging for your attention, and you wanted to put him at ease however you could. All the better if it could also loosen your guilt for not giving him enough.

So you nodded.

At your cue, Jihyun trailed kisses along your inner arm and came up to your lips, placing an elbow outside your shoulder as he bent down to close the space between you. The lips pressing against yours were soft but desperate, kissing you with more force and fervour than he normally retained. He must have missed you, you thought. Though you were aching for more, wanting to arch your back to feel his body on you and to roam your hands free, you would not go further unless he did.

You ran your hands through Jihyun's hair and settled behind his neck. Without breaking the kiss, he swung one leg over and straddled you. His calloused painter fingers grazed the back of your ear and down your neck and collarbone. How many times had he touched you with an artist's delicate appreciation and given more than you had asked?

Yet you could never have enough.

A moan broke free from you as you gripped Jihyun down hard, tongue battling his as you locked your ankles around his hips. His movement grew more urgent, fingers shakily jerking your shirt buttons open before pulling your bra down. He sucked on your nipple while kneading your other breast, his breath harsh against your skin. He held on to you like you were his lifeline and explored your body like you were his. Sometimes, you liked to pretend that you were.

You slipped your hands beneath Jihyun's shirt, covering the planes of his back and the rungs of his spine, down to the waistband of his trousers. His bones were more defined than the last time you touched him, the dip between his ribcage and pelvis more pronounced. The guilt of you being the cause of his lost appetite was too agonising that you ground your hips against his, urging him to take more. Whatever he wanted at this moment you would give.

Your stunt elicited a groan from Jihyun. His hand skimmed down your stomach as he captured your mouth again, each kiss more fervent than before. Every touch of his sent out a line of fire in its wake, intensifying your need for him to plunge his fingers between your legs, to pull out screams from you that only he could. You raised your hips for him, his hand disappearing into your pants and rubbing circles on your clit—before he pulled away with a sudden gasp.

You instinctively chased for his mouth, lifting your head high enough that your foreheads touched. You cradled his jaw and searched his face, but he turned away, though it was not without extreme effort.

Jihyun was breathless when he spoke. "I can't do this to you."

You stared at him, incredulous. "Do what? Something that I want you to do to me?"

"I feel like I'm using you."

"Jihyun." You tipped your head back, your heart still pounding in your chest. "Does it matter if I want it just as much as I want you?"

"It does. I'm sorry, but it makes me feel perverse—like I'm hurting you." Jihyun hung his head low. "You overwhelm me sometimes."

You thought about how his careful passion was what came to your mind when you were in strangers' arms. How he denied himself from feeling pleasure through you, how that frustrated you yet it could never drive you away from him. You could feel the warmth vibrating from his body, his chest still heaving with need. You could smell the faint trace of tobacco that always seemed to linger around him. He overwhelmed you all the time.

"You can't hurt me if you mean well, and I know you do," you said.

Jihyun caressed your parted swollen lips. "I wish that were true."

It was impossible to get to the crux of him, to understand why he felt what he felt. A part of you thought it was unfair that despite his elusiveness, you could only feel your existence validated when you were with him. But here was someone so lovely that he would break himself to savour another day with you. You knew he would take every hurt you inflicted on him, but precisely for this reason that you wouldn't hurt him. He would just take it because he thought it was what he deserved. It made you want to fling yourself over the cliff, but even that you wouldn't do for he would simply follow in your footsteps.

"It's all right then," you reassured him with a smile. You knew how stubborn Jihyun could be, so you stopped trying to convince him. Satisfied, he moved to lie beside you while you rolled sideways to face him.

His eyes flitted to your exposed breasts and gently pulled your bra back up. "I'm sorry, that must have been uncomfortable."

You swatted his hands away when he tried to button your shirt. "Oh, leave it," you said, then reached out to twirl the vibrant strands of his hair. They were soft around your finger. "Your hair is growing longer."

He winced and combed through it self-consciously. "I'm overdue for a haircut."

"I wasn't complaining. You look good like this."

Jihyun seemed taken aback by the manner of someone who had never received such a compliment before. "Is that really how you think of me?"

"You are beautiful. Surely this isn't a surprise for you?"

"It does surprise me. I think of your opinion as sacred, for who am I to be regarded as highly by you? But selfishly, I want to believe you. I can feel your sincerity in your every word, and I want to cling to it," he confessed. "I didn't like myself until you liked me."

What a responsibility on your shoulders. Jihyun's entire worth and sense of belief hinged on someone as unworthy as you. Every time the conversation veered to a personal matter, it was like he pushed a camera up close to your feelings, feelings that you didn't want to pay attention to, feelings you would rather abandon than be overwhelmed with.

You opted for an ambiguous response. "I do like you," you allowed.

Once again, his eyebrows drooped and you could tell it wasn't a response that Jihyun hoped to hear. Why was it that you were this influential to his happiness? The more power you had over him, the more you feared it, but somehow even before you realised what you did, you had already done it to him. You had already broken him, and that broke you.

You lapsed into silence, flipping to your back and clasping your hands on your stomach. Staying at Jihyun's place felt a little like being suspended in time. The grandfather clock was still ticking, and the crickets outside were still chirping. When all the sounds were incessant, they ceased to be noticeable. When you kept doing the same thing, they gradually became meaningless.

That should be the case for everything, but every time you met Jihyun, you felt rejuvenated, new. It was as if he injected something vital into you and suddenly you knew how to be happy again. He didn't even have to do anything to make you better. Simply by existing, he made you solid. Perhaps his whole existence was to make you more of a human and less of a discardable pawn.

After a while, Jihyun propped himself up to his elbow. "Did you know," he asked, "that you're like a controversial artwork that always stirs up discussions because no one can quite figure you out? Even when you're with me, you feel abstract. Sometimes, I wonder if you're real."

You tilted your head sadly. "I feel like an unrealistic concept if you describe me like that."

"Oh, I didn't mean to offend you. I know you have feelings, but have you ever reserved any for me? I don't mind that you don't think of me often." You wanted to interrupt but he waved it away. "No, don't. You don't have to convince me otherwise. I know there's no right answer when it comes to you. I always feel like I'm doing things wrong, yet I can only feel right when I'm with you." He ducked his head. "I don't suppose I make much sense."

"No, I think you make too much sense," you said. Jihyun had crawled into the hollow of your ribs and made a living there without you knowing. It was equally fearsome and ridiculous. "How did you know that's what I'd been thinking too?"

"Did I? Perhaps we were made from the same soul."

"Nonsense. You're a better person than me."

Jihyun hummed while tracing a line down your nose. "Was I the first person you kissed tonight?"

You frowned at his train of thoughts that didn't seem to connect. "I thought you didn't want to hear hurtful things," you finally said.

"Then I'm no better," he stated. "I keep telling myself this isn't right, that I shouldn't be compelled to accept a loveless kiss from you, but when I see you like this, I can't help but feel greedy that only I get to see this honest part of you."

Loveless. It was one thing to deny the truth, but another to have the person you wanted to protect it from to have known all along. You did harbour some feelings for him, but you couldn't admit it was love. Love was not supposed to be this muddled and unsteady.

"Earlier I was abstract and now I'm honest? Do make up your mind," you attempted to tease him. "That person sounds exhausting to be liked."

"Don't worry. I'm doing all the hard work, so you just stay here." After a moment, he hesitated. "You do want to stay, don't you?"

You caught his finger and kissed it. "I come here almost every day, Jihyun."

"I'm constantly anxious that one day you will stop."

You knew what he expected you to say, that of course you wouldn't stop. That he was too dear for you to just quit on him. But how could you know what the future would hold if you couldn't even figure out your feelings towards him? Though you liked his company and the feeling of being liked by someone so full of devotion, how could you truly love him if he never even bared himself to you?

A lot of times, Jihyun felt more like a malleable clay than a person. He would say what he thought you wanted to hear and do what he thought you wanted him to do. He would become every other person on earth except his true self. Perhaps he could only be sure in himself if he was certain that you wouldn't leave, but you could only make up your mind if he could be firm with his. It was a special hell for a codependent pair.

"You'd do well without me," you told Jihyun, but before the words left your tongue, you already knew they wouldn't be true.

"Don't tell me you believe that."

You stared past his shoulders where the bookshelf mounted on the wall was crooked, weighted down by worn-out photography books. He still had art to turn to. Was what it that people say about artists? The more tortured they were, the more soul they could pour into their work? "It's more of a hope than a belief."

Jihyun's expression was stricken. "You hope to get rid of me?"

"No, you got it wrong." You briskly sat up. "Have you ever thought that the person you care about is better off without you? And yet—and yet, I don't want you to leave me." Your voice lowered with your admission. Honesty was what he wanted, so it was what you gave him now.

"Can't you see? I'd be hurting without you." He pulled himself up and sat facing you. "For better or for worse, you've enriched my life in ways that I can't do alone, so please don't leave. This is the one thing I will beg of you. Nothing else, just this." He clasped your hand in his chest, desperation seeping into his words. "If you can't bear to leave me, and I the same, then why should we try? We need each other. I'm fine with being tormented, but not if it means you would be suffering as well. I won't put myself through pain that puts you in more of it."

Jihyun had never demanded anything from you. He never thought he had the right, which made you feel worse for giving him less than he deserved. Nothing about you would ever be enough for his happiness. "You can get better people to fall in love with you out there," you whispered. "People who can actually fall in the first place."

"I don't need you to fall and injure yourself. You don't have to love me, just stay."

You gripped his shoulder. "Don't say that. I care about you too." You wished you could say you loved him, but it was the one word that you couldn't dislodge from your throat.

The smile Jihyun gave you was full of condolences. "All right, I'll believe you," he relented. He must think you were fooling yourself, and he was merely playing along to protect your blissful ignorance.

You knew then, that what you said didn't matter. Jihyun wouldn't believe he meant more to you than a simple passing attachment, that you still wished for his happiness above yours. But did it matter when he most likely felt the same? You never kidded yourself that it was love, but it was something, wasn't it? He made you feel less alone and you made him believe that his life was worth living, and that was enough to hold on to.

You buried your head into the crook of Jihyun's neck and he pulled you into a tight embrace, his arms warm and safe around you. You did not want to let him go—not that he had any other place to be.

It was you, it was always you.

Moths to a flame, the both of you.

Footnotes:

This story is a concentric catch-22 where every layer of the story is cyclical and no one can get out.

Both sides harbour an unhealthy obsession for the other, hoping that they could love themselves through this idealisation.

Light-related descriptions regarding Jihyun, his physical home, and metaphorical home—which is the reader whom he sees as a part of him—are a motif for the "moths to the flame" idea. The same applies to the reader's flowery narrative. They are both the moth and the flame.

I kept asking myself "is this too mean?" when I wrote this because it's Jihyun and I don't want to make a Rika 2.0. I wanted to give him someone with a softer personality than how I tend to write my MCs, someone who truly wants the best for him but is helpless from getting better. Someone who loves him the way they know how without deluding themselves that this is healthy.

Reader romanticised Galatea from Greek mythology but my personal favourite is the version by Madeline Miller titled "Galatea" where she breaks away from the obsessive Pygmalion. If you like Greek myth retelling, you should give it a try.

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

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mys-me-stuff · 3 months

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requests?

hi friends, i'm hella late to the party but i grew up on mystic messenger and fanfic, and recently rediscovered a love for both of these things. with that said, i'm also very unsure of where to start.

will not write: anything that is socially unacceptable, pls don't even make requests like that. that's a wide range of things, i'm aware. just be normal, i beg.

will write: angst, fluff, (bad) smut, anything else within the realm of normal people requests that someone smarter than myself may come up with.

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onlinekitsune · 1 year

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i mean... am i wrong?

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ridingtorohan · 7 months

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Content: Minor spoilers for V's Route and the original Secret Ending. AU: Set post V-Route, based on Rika's call on Day 10. Cross-links: ao3 A/n: Written 2017. Unedited.

"Can't the three of us leave together? Let’s put our past behind us and forget every struggle and fight we had. And let’s leave together. And create our own happiness.. can’t we do that? Go to a forest filled with apple trees, take loads of pictures that V likes, and you and I can walk through the apple trees together, and.."

‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ THE SONG OF THE APPLE TREES

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There’s a unique sound to the way the wind rushes through the trees. You copy it, mouth opening into a gaping hole and breathe. It’s a noisy exhale, not quite a whistle or a cry and not anywhere near as hollow sounding as you try. Rika giggles from where she stands, one hand pressed against the tree trunk and the against against the fabric of her dress. She does not hide her laughter, her smile, behind the small of her hand - she exposes herself to you, time and time again and it is so raw and beautiful.

Jihyun stands to the full of his height, head tipped back and posture relaxed. There’s a carefree smile on his face, something soft and kind. There is no sadness at the edges of his face now, and his pale aqua lashes beat against the milky paleness of his skin. When he breathes - when he speaks - the whole world stops to listen.

It wasn’t easy to get here, to where the world feels infinite, where the quiet is only broken by the sounds of hearts beating. The world is not still but it is alive - it is alive through Jihyun’s pictures, through Rika’s laughter, through your love. You all left so many things behind, people you all loved, but those feel so small here, so insignificant. All you want to care about here is the curve of Jihyun’s jawline, the press of Rika’s lips against your ear - and it’s easy. It is easy to move on from the terrors you had seen weeks ago, easy to forget.

It isn’t easy at night, where Rika wakes up in horror with her mouth open in a scream of protest - ”He shot you, V -“ - or when Jihyun rubs at his eyes in irritation. Sometimes the three of you fight, and is ugly and it’s bruising but the thing about the isolated orchard is that you all still have each other. At the end of the day, Rika will fold her hands and tuck them alongside yours and Jihyun will smile again, not quite carefree but at ease. His own will envelop the both of yours and it feels like safety, security - home. It is so, so easy to never want to go back, and you never have to.

Rika has bundled up enough money, and Jihyun’s promises were kept and you never left. There’s a wholeness to the situation, to how you all stand among the apple trees. Jihyun takes his picture, so full of love and life eternal, kissed by the sun, and Rika promises comfort and kindness. The world isn’t big enough for all of you so you make do in that small world of your own. You count the stars and wish that this never ends.

You keep to your own part, help while you can. You do not only give but you take as well - Jihyun’s skin tastes like soot and mint, strong on your tongue and Rika’s hands feel like a bird’s broken wings - someday, she will fly and you two will go with her. For now, you all keep to the orchard, fingers knotted in the bark and roots twined together. It is easy to get here and it will be easy to go, but it will be all together or not at all. The troubles of the RFA, of your kidnaping, seems distant and a far off memory. You do not forget but you move on.

Beneath the light of the sun, you are home.

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