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self indulgent

I've been sad. so i wrote a thing to make me less sad. maybe it'll make someone else less sad too or at the very least they can laugh at my “cringe” but either way it did make me less sad so goal accomplished.

Mc and jumin organize a bookshelf jumin asks what neko girls are and MC short circuits his brain for a couple of seconds. no smut just fluff

Moving hadn’t taken long. You had opted to donate your furniture to the local homeless shelter since Jumin’s penthouse was furnished with the highest quality furniture you could dream of. Honestly most of your things paled in comparison to the lavish goods Jumin considered tawdry. Still there were a quite a few boxes you had decided to save, filled mostly with sentimental keepsakes and the few odds and ends that catered to your specific tastes. You were practically finished by noon save the three or four boxes that sat in the main room next to the larger than life bookshelves. Certainly there was plenty of room on them. You never where a fan of negative space on bookshelves but if you were being completely honest that had more to do with how many books you needed to fit in such a finite space. Jumins bookshelves had plenty of room with just enough negative space to look perfectly balanced and while you knew Jumin had told you to do whatever you wished this felt intimate. Bookshelves where holy spaces after all, housing books that change hearts and minds alike that shape the soul and … okay so maybe you just really liked books and that made them seem important to you either way this was definitely something you wanted to do with Jumin. When you heard the door rattle with Jumin homecoming you bolt towards it excited to greet him after work.

“Jumin! Welcome home!” you cried bouncing in place as he made his way inside. You smiled as you saw the creases in his brown flatten and the stress slip from shoulders when he saw you. You waited all of 5 seconds for him to close the door giving you both some privacy from the bodyguards stationed outside before you pounced, leaping upon the business man wrapping your arms around his neck. You delighted in the deep honey of his laughter as he caught your waist in kind and kissed the top of your head gently.

“darling. I’m so glad to be home. How was your day? did you get settled?” Jumin asked as you pulled yourself back slightly giving him room to loosen his tie and set aside his coat.

“everything is in its place except um Jumin there is one thing I need if you don’t mind”

“name it and its yours”

“I wanted to share your bookshelves and I was hoping that maybe you could organize the books with me?” you admitted shyly. It had seemed like such a good idea in the beginning he could show you his favorite books, walk you through his favorite plots and tell you his favorite quotes and you could do the same with him. Yet now as you presented the idea to him you worried. What if he was to tired he had worked all day after all, what if he thought you too needy, or your books to childish. what if he didn’t want your books displayed in the living room because they weren’t very pretty, all of his books where gorgeous leather bound tomes or mint condition hardcovers, yours where second hand at best many where decommissioned library books or garage sale rescues, broken in battered and bruised by years of use. It would make sense to have them put away in a back room where they couldn’t tarnish the pristine collection Jumin had on display. Perhaps you where spiraling, working yourself into a nervous frenzy in the span of a few seconds.

“nothing would make me happier love. We can call the chef to start dinner and begin emptying the shelves for rearranging while he works.” You couldn’t help the smile that spread across your face or the giggle that escaped your lips. The surprise on Jumins face was evident if only for a second before it gave way to a warm sort of fondness. “had I known simple redecorating would make you this happy I would have stayed home and done it all with you” he said affectionately running his fingers through your hair.

“it’s not that I just,” you paused face flushing a bit “books are a big deal, ya know? My dad used to tell me that every book you read becomes a part of you and that you can learn more about someone by the books they love than by the words they say so I wanted to share that with you” jumins eyes where so soft and gentle in that moment you felt your breath hitch “I want to know everything about you and, and I want you to know everything about me” suddenly his lips where on yours fervent and full of passion the hand that had been in your hair now on your chin guiding you too him. The kiss was short and when you parted from him he stayed close, just a hairs breath from your face.

Jumin voice was little more than a whisper as he asked “how is it that every day I manage to fall more in love with you?” you couldn’t help but lean forward and kiss him again an all too familiar giddiness bubbling its way through your soul. You loved this man more than life itself and you knew that would never change.

 “so your ‘Encyclopedia of Fairies’ should go next to the Catherynne M Valente series so we can reference it while reading agreed?” you giggled thrilled that his collection of mythological reference books slotted together with your fae fiction so perfectly. Puzzle pieces connecting to create a masterpiece.

“yes I think that’s perfect. I can’t wait to read her interpretation of such ancient mythos. I also have ‘The World Guide to Gnomes, Fairies, Elves and Other Little People’ if you’d like to add it to that shelf” he said grinning like a child at show and tell.

“oh my goodness yes! That’s perfect and your book on Romanian vampires should be near my ‘Dracula’ and ‘vittorio’ that way that shelf over there can be dedicated to the occult, hauntings, and psychic reference books”

“that sound wonderful and takes care of all the written word but we still haven’t found a place for your comics” Jumin informed glancing toward the woefully large stack of manga you had brought.

“not comic Jumin manga and yeah I think we’re out of space though. I um I didn’t think I had that many books. Sorry” you admitted not meeting his eyes. He tilted your head up to look at him.

“there’s no need to apologize it simply means that tomorrow we can go shopping for another shelf and the next day we can organize those. I’m quite curious about ‘la petite cossette’ you said these where Japanese but that is most certainly a French title.”

“oh I actually think you’d like that one a lot it’s about a man who falls in love with a woman in a cursed portrait its actually pretty tragic in the end.”

“How interesting” he mused retrieving it from the pile of books and skimming through it “the art is truly enchanting and you said that manga has its own subculture?”

“yeah from neko girls to shonen action tropes it has its own vocabulary, history and groups of people its really fun”

“neko girls?” Jumin repeated and your eyes widened at his confusion. This was definitely something he of all people should know about! You jumped up and sprinted to the closet you had filled earlier that day with the few cosplay supplies you had. At the time it had taken nearly half your pay check but if Jumin liked them right now the purchase then would be completely justified. You put on your surprise as quickly as possible before rushing back out to greet Jumin who had just made it to the edge of the living room to come find where you had gone. He froze for a second processing what you were now wearing. White cat ears that moved and twitched fairly believably and just as he was able to cope with that your made paws with your hands and tried your best “nya”. For a moment you feared you may have broken him. He didn’t move his face blank, eyes fixed on you. You tried again hoping to spur some sort of reaction from him “nya?” you said turning to the side slightly to show off the other half of your surprise a white tail complete with pink bow and bell at the base where it attached to your skirt. You tilted your head to look up at him through your lashes trying every trick in your arsenal to look as cute as possible but nothing. He was completely frozen. “Jumin? Hello?” now you were getting worried “darling are you okay?” you asked placing the back of your hand on his forehead to feel for a temperature. The second your hand touched him however his face flushed.

“neko girl.” He muttered “that’s neko as in cat” you could see him trying to calm himself. Fiddling with his shirt sleeves and attempting to stay in control. You smiled standing on your tip toes to kiss his cheek and whisper in his ear.

“am I a good little kitten at least?”  you couldn’t contain your giggle as you heard him choke slightly before scooping you up bridal style.

“certainly not, in fact I think you’ve been a very bad little kitten.” He said his voice deeper than normal as he carried you back towards the bedroom.

stressful day jumin drabble

“darling?”

“hmmm?”

“would you care to explain those?” Jumin asked, pointedly eyeing the band aides that covered 7 of my fingers.

“oh um would you believe accidental needle sticks at work?”

“I would not”

“what about rampant stray kitten nibbles?”  he chuckled pulling my hand to his lips to gently kiss at them.

“try again my dear” he said teasingly

“I don’t know I guess today was kinda stressful and nervous habits die hard ya know?” I mumble carefully avoiding his eyes as he stops to kiss every bandages finger.

“biting your nails again? And they’re bleeding what has you so worked up?”

“well a patient today he made some really … explicit comments and he kept wanting to stand between me and the door instead of sitting in the exam chair. He… he made me really uncomfortable.” Jumin brow furrowed at that and I grimaced as his hands tightened around my sore fingertips. He dropped my hands suddenly at the sight of my pain gently pulling me into his arms by the shoulders.

“darling I am so sorry you had to endure that. I will be having a word with the doctors at your office about how they choose to protect their staff” I couldn’t help the giggle that escaped my lips at his statement. “darling?”

“you’re so wonderful you know that?” I say nuzzling further into him and wrapping my arms around him in turn.

“you have mentioned that before” he chuckled kissing the top of my head

“you don’t have to talk to the doctors just maybe could I come to work with you tomorrow? I could stay in your office and read. I just I really want to spend the day with you.”

“we could both stay home tomorrow if you prefer”

“no I” I paused blushing a bit and thanking the lord I was still buried in his chest to hide my embarrassment “I like watching you work”

I woke early to the sound of Jumins voice a room away. I stretched and felt my neck and shoulders pop before venturing out into the world. as I began crawling out from under the soft blankets I heard a disgruntled “murrrrr” that alerted me to the presence of Elizabeth the 3rd, angry at being jostled. I giggled sitting up fulling to gently scratch at her chin earning an appreciative purr of forgiveness.

“darling did you still want to come to C&R with me?” Jumin asked standing in the doorway smiling softly.

“if you don’t mind. I don’t want to be in the way I’ll bring a book to read and my phone so that I won’t bother you too much.”

“you could never bother me my dear” he says the gentle sound of his voice caressing me. I could drown in that voice if I wasn’t careful, its warmth and depth a was both a comfort and a trap I knew too well. “if you’ll be accompanying me today you should get ready soon I unfortunately have a morning meeting with a potential acquisition.” I controlled the urge to ask him to repeat himself just so I could hear his voice again and crawled across the bed toward him. As I felt the strap of my nightgown slip from my shoulder I saw him avert his gaze. Whether this was because of what had happened to me yesterday or simply because even after 3 months of marriage he was at his core a gentleman I had no idea, but it made me smile none the less.

“Jumin have you” I paused gathering my nerves before pushing forward “have you showered yet?” his eye’s flickered to my face then down to the strap of my nightgown. He took s few strides forward to meet me at the edge of the bed his hand coming up to fix the night gown. at such a short distance I could see the pink tint to his cheeks. “because if you haven’t then maybe we could” I left the sentence hanging as I stood spreading my hands across his shoulders.

“it may hurt if you tried to wash your hair yourself with your fingers in such a state.” He said simply and he was not wrong the bandages from yesterday would have to be removed and soap on the still healing wounds would sting. All things considered though the excuse was flimsy and we both knew it. My hair was washed just yesterday it wouldn’t need washing until tomorrow and yet, between his hands settling upon my hips and the deep honeyed sound of his chuckle there was no way I could protest.

all i’m saying is jumin han would absolutely listen to ramble for hours about my latest hyper fixation.

imagine sharing your head cannons with him and showing him all the evidence for it and he just validates you loving this thing

imagine sitting next to him on the couch playing on your laptop and saying “I’m pretty sure chica has an eating disorder” and without missing a beat he says “chica is the one you told me runs the gym and the bakery correct? the one that eats out of the garbage despite being a robot?” and you know he’s never once played the games or read the books no this is all info he remembers JUST BY LISTENING TO YOU! and he asks confirming questions because he knows you enjoy talking about it. imagine.

HC that Jumin would own a cat hoodie with a pouch in the front ik he tends to wear more restricted clothing than something loose and casual but this is the exception I love this man I adore soft jumin yall >•<