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RFA boys meeting an MC that’s currently pregnant as a surrogate mother for her sister.

swear that someday i will play jaehee’s route and write more for her but I’m stuck in V’s route right now. she’s next i promise!

fun fact i would love to be a surrogate mom but i can not because i have not had my own child which is like a requirement where i live, and i get that I guess. so alas its never meant to be. anyway in this I’m pretending those rules don’t exist and this is MC’s first pregnancy cuz idk i don’t want to think about MC having a child before meeting the RFA. at least not right now. 

anyway masterlist

Jumin

-        He was shocked to say the least

-        He’s concerned that you already have a significant other and simply didn’t tell him

-        “MC I, you never mentioned you were expecting.”

-        You can’t help but laugh because his face is so priceless.

-        Wide eye’s mouth slightly ajar you never expected to see Jumin so lost for words

-        Once you explain that you are acting as a surrogate for your sister he was more supportive than you could have imagined

-        He’s proud of you for helping your family especially since your helping your family create a family.

-        He gets the chef to make you the absolute most nutritional food possible

-        Provides you with all the pre-natal vitamins you could ever want

-        Offers help to your sister to unsure everything is perfect

-        He already thinks of this baby as his niece or nephew.

-        You have to real him in when he starts attempting to discuss the baby’s possible future at C&R

-        When you show up at the party and he proposes the rumors EXPLODE

-        He handles it like he handles most rumor’s

-        Ignore them they don’t matter he knows the truth.

Yoosung

-        Absolutely 100% freaked the heck out when he locks eyes with you at the party

-        Is suddenly super concerned because he’s never even had a girlfriend now his girlfriend is pregnant and he hasn’t even kissed her yet

-        He is not ready to be a dad; but he’ll do it for you. no matter how scared he is

-        He is terrified

-        He still kisses you and thinks you’re the most beautiful person he’s ever seen

-        But you can see how he nervously glances at your belly

-        Once you explain you laugh at how visibly relieved he is

-        “you mean you wouldn’t want to have a baby with me?” you tease jokingly

-        Suddenly he’s spluttering and red faced and choking on his drink

-        You can’t quite keep up with his babble but you could make out

-        “in the future” “of course” “once we’re married” “later”

-        You had to cover his mouth and instruct him to breath so he could calm down

-        You stole another kiss and giggle as you watch him flounder for words

-        He’s supportive and excited and can’t wait to help you babysit (as long as he doesn’t have to do it alone)

Saeyoung

-        He knew from your background check

-        Honestly it makes him all the more anxious about being with you at first

-        You have a family, a sister and a soon to be niece or nephew

-        Not to mention being pregnant made you that much more vulnerable

-        But you’re so sweet and gentle. He watches you play music to your belly and carefully manage your food to make sure the baby gets everything it needs

-        He watches you somehow manage to will away morning sickness because you heard it can cause dehydration and that’s bad for the baby

-        He watches you stand your ground against the intruding hacker and experiences your gentle scolding when he doesn’t eat properly

-        He starts to think that his life would have been much different if he had a mother like you

-        The baby isn’t even born yet and already you care for it more than his mother ever cared for him

-        And your offering to care for him too. He should say no. but how can he say no. he can’t

-        So instead he simply doubles down on his efforts to protect and provide

-        He also builds you a phone so you can keep in touch with your sister throughout all the chaos of well everything that happens

-        Absolutely doesn’t cry when the baby is born (don’t look at him he’s got something in his eye shaddup)

-        Offers to babysit but your sister politely refuses unless you are there as well

Zen

-        He thinks you positively glow

-        He doesn’t judge you whatsoever doesn’t even ask just, yep your pregnant no problem he loves you anyway

-        Then you explain and he thinks you are the sweetest person on the planet

-        He absolutely sings to the baby because as long as you are pregnant he will 100% play the father role

-        You have to remind him that this is NOT his child

-        Your honestly worried he will get too attached and be hurt when the baby goes home with its real mom and dad

-        You have him meet them and he is the perfect gentlemen. Until after wards when he mentions that your sister’s husband had better treat her and the baby well

-        You smack him playfully because we get your chivalrous or whatever now mind ya own dang business

-        There are rumors. So so many rumors, most of them are not nice and he is fighting desperately to protect you but it isn’t until the baby is born and the press gets a picture of all of you together that the rumors stop

jumin: “I can’t decide which idea I like better. the thought that you need me so desperately you could never leave, or the hope that you never needed me at all and chose of your own volition to stay because you wanted me.”

this quote brought to you be dream jumin who visited me last night said this and then promptly bought the mall i worked at so he could renovate it into really weird apartments. thanks jumin that was a weird trip.

can’t write right now cuz i’m like about to walk into work but guys you know what the world needs?

classic black and white noir romance with MC being a classy jazz singer at jumins favorite caberte wine bar he falls for her voice and begins to send her flowers after every show until she approaches him to tell him he can’t buy her talent since she’s heard how opposed to romance he is and her father owns the club she’s not going to sing anywhere else

i quite literally go to work in 20 minutes but listen imagine the banter between self possessed confidant mc and jumin when she thinks he’s all buisness but the second he tells her he would like to take her on a date shes shocked like what no that wasn’t the plan huh what. and jumin smirks because this woman that was only a moment ago been so strong and sassy is now a confused and blushing mess

she agrees to think about it and tells him she’ll have his answer after tomorrow’s show. time jump she says yes but only if they keep it on the bone low she wants her family’s buisness to thrive without being associated with C&R because she believes in skill not playing the press. jumin has never met a woman who was adamant about secrecy and low profile dates it’s perfect

guys i need this

can i talk about the rarely mentioned loss of identity that comes with a relationship with jumin han?

like if you were seeking any kind of recognition for your skills, hard work, passion, or talent before meeting and falling in love with jumin you would have to basically give it up to be with him

and not because of him either don’t get me wrong he has some controlling tendencies that both of you would have to discuss but the real problem would be everyone else

let’s say you were a passionate artist and your art while not national aclaimed was fairly popular then you marry jumin and suddenly all the news stories about your art refer to you as wife of C&R corporate heir Jumin Han. there’s whispers about how you probably got the gallery opening because of Jumins influence and that the only reason you can stay home and create art is because Jumin provides for you and i bet jumin paid for your lessons and that’s why your as good as you are

the same goes for ANY career even remotely in the public eye we even see this with jumins mom when zen mentions she was a singer but she was more famous for her marriage than her singing don’t get me wrong jumins mom may have been a gold digger i don’t know but i can absolutely see how upsetting it would be to put so much time and effort into something only to have all that work be dismissed because of who you love.

just some thoughts

listen to me

mc getting her and jumin matching white cat kigurumi’s with blue eyes

she greets him when he comes home from work wearing the kigurumi with its cat eared hood up and holding elizabeth she leans up and stretches on her tiptoes to kiss him but still can’t quite reach his lips he’s smitten because she have never looked cuter he can’t help the chuckle that falls from his lips as he leans down to meet her with a gentle peck

she tells him she wants to watch a movie with him tonight since it’s their date night she shows him his matching kigurumi he tries not to smile but can’t quite manage it

you two spend the evening cuddled on the couch with elizabeth wearing matching kigurumi’s

jumin reacts to someone forcing a kiss on mc

so uh yeah no one asked for this. 

also trigger warnings for sexual assault so this is going under the cut.

You were dressed to the nines to attend a business meeting meant to honor Jumin as his branch reported record breaking numbers for the fiscal year. You couldn’t hide how proud you were of Jumin as his father toasted to his fantastic leadership.

After the dinner Jumin introduced you to each of the C&R branch heads that came to congratulate him. a little flustered you couldn’t help but notice how much it seemed Jumin enjoyed showing you off, it seemed that every compliment he received was met with some sort of counter about how you had inspired, encouraged, or taught him something.

If someone mentioned the increase in his employee’s productivity, he told them that you had recently suggested an employee satisfaction unit to promote stress reduction which had greatly improved employee productivity. If they mentioned his foreign business dealings he cited your love of overseas culture as a major positive impact on each one. You couldn’t help but blush at all his praise.

As the night wore on you noticed several eyes on you from across the room and slowly you began to wonder if they were truly friendly. One pair in particular felt unpleasantly voyeuristic. Turning you head suddenly you caught the shifting gaze of a man who looked to be nearing his 60’s you tried to shake your suspicions as you watched him approach you both. He spoke jovially to Jumin about his branches newest projections but you could smell the alcohol on his breath from where you stood. When Jumin’s phone rang part of you wanted to follow as he excused himself to take the call.

This man made you uncomfortable no matter how you tried to forget your earlier suspicions. Then as Jumin turned his back you felt the man pull you forward his lips wet against your obvious grimace. You pushed him away spluttering your distaste. Jumins hand was on your shoulder immediatly pulling you backwards a little roughly. His eyes were cold, his face grim and you could feel the slightest tremble of anger in the fierce grip on you shoulder.

“it would be prudent for you to excuse yourself” he almost growled to the man you had just shoved away “now” he added when the man seemed too shocked to move. You had to admit the sight of Jumin so angry was rare and had it been directed at you, you may have frozen as well. The man scrambled backwards towards the door and you saw Jumin nod sharply to a bodyguard that moved to meet the man at the door “he will be charged with assault by the morning of course.” Jumin assured you before guiding you to a side exit.

Within minutes you and Jumin were in route to the penthouse his eyes fixed on you as you wiped at your mouth you felt gross, the feel of the man’s lips still vivid against your mouth.

“darling, are you okay?” the gentle concern in Jumin’s voice was in stark contrast to the icy anger it had before.

“I’m sorry.” You mumbled forcing yourself to stop trying to rub away the memory of the kiss. Then Jumin’s arms where around you gently pulling you to his chest as he shushed you.

“that man is scum but no matter what he does or did, it could never change how pure and perfect you are.” Jumin’s warmth helped you relax but you couldn’t stop the tears. He held you all the way home and once in the penthouse he made you tea. He assured you that it wasn’t your fault, you weren’t any different for what had happened and most of all he promised you that you would never see that man again.

You weren’t entirely sure what happened to the man who had tried to assault you. You knew he did not work at C&R or any of its affiliates. You knew that the police took your statement as well as security footage from the party. You knew Jumin would keep his promise.

And that, was everything you needed to know.

You felt safe.

morning showers with jumin include

- his hands on your shoulders absentmindedly kneading the muscles there while you sleepily wait for the water to warm up

- him washing your hair, gently humming whatever classical piece of music you both fell asleep to the night before

- you reaching up (possibly standing on your tip toes while he stabilizes you with 1 big hand on your hip) and washing his hair (probably styling it into a spike and giggling)

- his deep throaty chuckle when he see’s your content and still a little sleep addled smile

- woody scented soap in wash clothes run chastely along your skin before he leans down to kiss your forehead

- fingers tracing love bites and accidental bruises from the day before

- him groaning appreciatively as your fingers work some of the sleepy tension from his neck and back

- quick and innocent kisses before turning the water off and continuing the rest of your morning routine

bonus

on his days off his arms wrap around your waist from behind as he watches you put on your makeup a content and lazy smile in his face. his chin is resting on the top of your hair pulled up into a towel. every now and then he asks you a question to keep you talking to him. “how did you sleep?” “what did you dream about?” “what would you like to do today?” “have you finished that book you where reading?” he likes hearing your voice and seeing you pause in your routine while you consider your response.

fun fact

i truly believe one of the reasons jumin takes so much pleasure in tiny every day intimacy’s (you picking his tie, him brushing your hair, cooking together) is because it’s these things that highlight long term relationships. they emphasize slow comfort and familiar domesticity. they aren’t the newlywed heated puppy love he’s seen in his fathers short dime a dozen relationships. they say “it’s okay, we have a lifetime to do whatever we need, take your time” it’s a reassurance that your here to stay.

the more tangled you two become in the small everyday routines of life the hard it is to separate from eachother.

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.