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okay but it’s such a classy version that all i can think of is jumin praising it while saeyoung legit dies laughing in the background. jumin knows nothing about the meme and mc is controlled enough to keep at least a semi straight face but saeyoung could only focus on the meme and the fact that jumin has praised a meme song from shrek

Hey now, you’re an all star

listen to what I orchestrated

SoundCloud

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.

the RFA react to mc’s pad leaking and staining her pants

jumin

- poker face and no shame not embarrassed at all

- simply excuses the both of you and discreetly walks behind you so no one can see

- once in private he’ll tell you and comfort you if your feeling embarrassed

- he either has someone get you a change of clothes or you and he simply go home so you can change

- honestly 10/10 for his calm cool and collected vibe and the fact that most people don’t question him when he says something

yoosung

- panics 110%

- he didn’t even know it was that time of the month since you never got moody like his sisters or had cravings like his mom

- now he’s worried you’ve been in pain and not telling him and there’s a moment or two when he’s frozen by all these concerns

- once he comes to his senses he hugs you from behind and with a bright blush whispers what’s going on

- gives you his hoodie to help you hide the stain and makes some excuse to get you out

- unfortunately it isn’t very smooth or subtle he’s really bad at lying so it’s something like “oh i forgot we um had that thing at the you know place” (this boy needs improv lessons or something cuz that was just sad)

- 7/10 everyone can tell somethings up but he did try and the care he gives after saves it

saeyoung

- when he notices he shoots you a quick text simply reading “stealth exit strategy 606: sneak away while i cause a distraction and await further instruction”

- he then winks and begins his plan by making literally the biggest spectacle he can (and with saeyoung that’s saying something)

- when you make it to his car it’s already unlocked for you so you can wait for him inside

- your just managing to shut the door when he’s sprinting toward the car laughing like a maniac

- on the ride home he’ll explain the why behind his “stealth exit” plan and comfort you if your embarrassed assuring you that not only did no one notice but no one would remember even if they did, not after his distraction

- solid 8/10 since no one would ever guess YOU where the reason ya’ll left early but it won’t work all the time and your pretty sure saeyoung is now banned from wherever ya’ll were

zen

- the second he notices he wraps his jacket around you without a word

- his face is a little red and he can’t make eye contact when he leans in and whispers so quietly even you can barely hear him

- “jagi I um, I think your pants are stained. we should head home so you can change”

- it takes a while for both of you to make your exit simply because of how popular he is

- and the second he wrapped his jacket around you every girl around was equal parts jealous of you and in awe of his more revealed figure

- 4/10 because the struggle to get out made the stain worse and also all those eyes on you where uncomfortable even if they didn’t know what was up (damn his popularity)

jaehee

- she a girl so she definitely caught you before it got bad (and totally not because she was staring at your butt >.>)

- very discreetly passes you a new pad and directs everyone to a new very eye catching very important thing way over there so you can sneak away

- once your out of public eyesight she’ll help you sneak the rest of the way home and provide you with EVERYTHING you could need

- let’s be real here she’s the best one to rely on cuz she legit gets it she’s been there and knows what she wishes had been done for her

- 100/10 beahee is best. period. end of story. pun intended.

the RFA w/ mc who’s practically blind without her glasses

why am i posting this? because i’ve decided to clean out my phone and that means getting rid of all the mysme headcannons i have written in the notes during work and class breaks. this is how i write now guys during lunch breaks and between classes because i over book myself and have no actual free time

jumin:

- congratulations you now have prescription glasses to match EVERY SINGLE OUTFIT

- there’s a drawer dedicated to the organized display and storage of your glasses (with him around you never have to worry about losing your glasses)

- he keeps a glass cleaning cloth in his pocket for you and if he see’s you go to clean your glasses he always offers to do it for you

- too him it’s one of those little intimacies he cherishes like when you choose his tie and tie it for him

- never lets you go with out if you forget, lose, or break them there is ALWAYS a back up close by.

- of course he’ll offer to pay for lasic or contacts but he won’t push it

- he definitely thinks the glasses make you look dignified and elegant

yoosung

- after his injury you two are twinsies!

- your glasses bump against each other sometimes when you kiss but honestly it adds to ya’ll’s innocent puppy love type feel so you don’t mind to much

- he’s horrendous about misplacing his own glasses so if you can’t keep up with yours either there’s gonna be problems

- he thinks your glasses make you look so smart and pretty! he hopes he looks half as good in his glasses as you do in yours (hah! jokes on him he looks better in your opinion!)

- once he’s gotten his surgery he completely forgets you still can’t see and wants to show you things while you don’t have your glasses on

- listen take your glasses off and shake your hair out of a bun like those sexy librarian cliches. it does something to this poor babe and his brain legitimately short circuits.

saeyoung

- his glasses are practically indestructible (his agency job made that a requirement)

- he gets you the same kind ( but in your style) so you don’t have to worry about breaking yours either

- considering how often he tosses both your glasses to the side carelessly while dragging you to the bed mid make out that’s a very good thing

- he definitely does the glasses swap thing and comments about how bad your eyesight is (“MC your almost as blind as I am!”)

- you are both notorious for losing your glasses be it because of him tossing them away or mistaking yours for his and setting them down wherever he starts getting a headache from wearing the wrong glasses

- the amount of times one of you have accidentally stepped on your glasses makes you thankful for the extra durability

zen

- thinks your glasses are sexy and make you look smart

- steals your glasses for selfies and gives himself a headache wearing them

- has absolutely shattered your glasses by stepping on them after a “wild” night

- dramatically says your poor eyesight is a shame because you can’t fully appreciate his looks without glasses

- uses cleaning your glasses as an excuse to show off his abs by holding them up to the light and using the bottom edge of his shirt to wipe them

- do the glasses hair shake thing and unleash the beast

jaehee

- she has a special stand on her bedside table for both of your glasses

- keeps cleaning liquid and cloths in her purse so you both have perfectly clean smudge free glasses constantly

- she is super strict about wearing your glasses all the time and getting your prescription updated regularly

- blushes WAY too much when you use your breath to clean her glasses the one time she forgot her purse

- listen the glasses hair shake thing may not affect her but when she does it. damn

guys the more i look at this the more in love i fall like just look at the details he’s reading lonnie and occult book and their in her victorian style living room even jumins collar stripes are right (which is a feat and a half since he buys those custom)

gah i’m just so happy with it i can’t recommend @sentimentaleidolon enough guys!

commission @joy1579

overworked

hey sooooo I have a bad habit of working myself too hard. by this i mean i will work and keep accepting new responsibilities until I either have a mental breakdown (panic attack, depressive episode, or something else I cant work through) or a physical breakdown (pneumonia, broken bone, passing out) its a really bad habit that I’m sure stems from low self esteem or some BS but I don't really wanna FIX it I’d much rather just write a story about MC doing the same thing and being comforted by Jumin.

and since that's cheaper and easier to schedule than an appointment with my councilor, that's what I did. 

hope ya’ll enjoy!!!

you where working harder than ever. you were helping yoosung study, helping connect Zen with new roles, promoting V’s newest collection, you had even taken over most of the RFA party planning from jaehee. then every evening when jumin got home you would greet him with your biggest smile rushing into his arms like a man in the desert rushes to water. he could see how hard you where working and he watched you accept more responsibility every day. it seemed like every evening you were telling him about one more thing someone had asked of you. you stayed up later woke earlier and he would have said something if it weren’t for your smile, so brilliant and dazzling. you seemed so eager to please so happy to help and he knew you enjoyed working. you, like him didn’t cope well with boredom. so he let it slide choose simply to do everything he could to support you.

until one day he got a call from zen. “get over to my place now. MC is, she’s locked herself in the bathroom she won’t talk to me. you know I hate to ask for help but i think she needs you”. jumin was there in a flash knocking gently on the door to zens bathroom.

when you didn’t answer he called to you “MC I know your in there it’s me can you let me in”

“I’m fine jumin”

“darling I can hear your voice shaking it’s okay to be upset but I’d like to hold you. will you let me do that?” he heard the lock click and was inside in an instant door closed behind him. you were in his arms and he was gently rubbing your back as you sobbed into his chest. “you don’t have to talk now but you should know you can tell me anything”. it took nearly an hour for you to calm down and in that time jumin had moved you to zens couch where you sat in his lap and burried your face in his suit. zen had let himself out when he saw the scene worried his presence might make things awkward for you. you heard the door open as zen returned and you wiped hastily at your cheeks trying to make yourself at least semi presentable.

“i’m sorry zen i was supposed to help you practice but all i did was cause trouble” you where still trying to calm your breathing but at least the tears had stopped. jumin stood with you as you tried to straighten yourself out.

zen set a hand on your shoulder “MC don’t apologize just, tell us what’s up. jumins so worried you can almost see him frown”. you wanted to tell zen everything was fine but the words caught in your throat and you stopped short to blink back the fresh tears in your eyes.

“if i’m right zen, MC is simply exhausted i believe it’s been quite some time since she was able to rest. i’ll escort her home so i can help her relax some. thank you for calling me.”

jumins voice had an air of finality but his hands were gentle as he began to lead you away.

at the door jumin turned to zen and said a little gentler “I’ll call you if anything happens, and again, thank you for calling me.”

zen was frozen as the door shut behind you and jumin.

“damn trust fund kid! she’s may be his wife but she’s my friend too!”

at the pent house jumin drew you a bath and added one of your favorite bathbombs all the while never letting go of your hand

“jumin?” you asked. his head shot up from pouring you a glass of wine betraying just how concerned he really was under his calm and collected facade. “what if it’s my fault?” you asked shakily.

“what if what is your fault?”

“we’ve been trying for over a year to have a baby and, what if it’s my fault we haven’t been able to?”

“is that what’s been bothering you?” he asked handing you the wine and leading you to the edge of the bathtub to bathe.

“i didn’t want to think about it so,” you trailed off letting him fill in the blanks.

“so you decided to work. I understand that.” he sighed nodding somberly.

“probably better than anyone right?” you said offering a broken chuckle as he stripped you of your shirt. he began to undress as well before replying.

“you were helping zen with his new role today right? may i ask what it’s about?”

“that’s just it, zen is playing the husband of a woman who, she looses her baby jumin, and i thought” you could feel the tears threatening to return and jumin pulled you into the hot bath with him guiding you to lean back against his chest. he shushed you gently pressing a glass of chilled wine into your hand.

“i’ll make an appointment for a fertility specialist tomorrow. you know it’s just as likely to be my fault we’ve yet to conceive”

“no way my husband is as close to perfect as they come” you joked shakily before leaning your head back to nuzzle into his neck “thank you”

listen me and jumin have a little girl that create a masterpiece like this and he frames that shiz in gold and diamonds for his desk you can’t convince me otherwise

exactly i’m sorry rent paying corporation my CEO boyfriend is having an existential crisis because of losing his cat and i really have to take care of this

no offense to my real job but i’ve got emails to answer for my fake party planning job while one of my four boyfriends has a crisis about his twin brother joining a cult and that takes up all of my time

my current diet plan is apparently to spend my entire ass lunch break texting my fictional boyfriend until i accidentally run out of time to eat the lunch i brought … jumin won’t be happy i missed a meal but he did tell me to prioritize what’s important to me soooooo

here me out guys

jumin likes soap operas imagine him and MC pretending to fight/divorce then get back together again with all the drama of a soap opera because one day MC was like “it’s been pretty quiet and peaceful lately hasn’t it jumin? how about we play a game?”

like MC ham’s it up big time but jumin being the professional he is, is actually pretty believable. maybe they just do it at home because MC like being a drama queen… maybe the press finds out and buys into the whirlwind of drama who know but at the game ends with them saying “do you really want to go?” “the only reason i’d ever leave is just so i could experience coming back to you again and again” and a sweet kiss

i think it was parks and rec where the couple said they where getting a divorce just so they could get remarried to each other and yeah that idea but over the top because jumin doesn’t do anything half way

oh shit … same ray same i like that jumin is just straight up his whole route even when going through emotional turmoil he’s completely honest with you if you ask if he’s okay when he’s not but social cues means he should say yes that’s what he tells you literally he says that in one of the chats. it’s so nice to not have to worry about are they angry and not telling me are the upset but won’t say anything if i ask him what he thinks he will absolutely give me an honest methodical and multifaceted answer. he won’t say something just to make you feel better but he will tell you he doesn’t want to hurt you.

also i imagine he’s the kind to like really go in depth into hypothetical and i enjoy that shiz if i ask you what mythological creature you’d want to be i want a 15 min verbal essay of what you chose why and when you learned about them like that kind of thing makes me so happy and i think he’d be like that.

reasons why ray is the best character:

1. jumin stan

Ray thinks it's Jumin because Jumin is matter of fact. He's easy to read because he's not got so many social cues that Ray doesn't even begin to understand... he's got a way of speaking that you couldn't ever misunderstand because he means what he says and he says what he means.

Compared to Yoosung or Zen who can be much more pointed, yeah, it's clear why he picks Jumin.

all i want is to marry jumin han and run interference for him at every dinner he has to have with his dad and his dads new girlfriend like i worry that jumin is so sweet and diligent and hardworking there isn’t much I can give him but what i can do is pull chairman hans new girl aside for “girl talk” and pretend to like literally anyone for the express purpose of jumin getting to spend more genuine quality time with his dad. i don’t think chairman han is a bad dad he just losses himself when it come to girls

NOOOO BUT FR CHAIRMAN HAN SOUNDS SO SWEET LIKE HE JUST WANTS REAL LOVE I DON'T GET HOW EVERYONE HATES HIM

HE DOESSS. he's done very questionable things but when he's outside of jumins route, all he wants is to find love 😭😭

i want to run jumins shoulders

i want him to sit on the floor in front of the couch while i massage his shoulders and he tells me about some absolute jackleg trying to do business with C&R and making jumins life harder

i want him to relax against my legs as his head falls back into my lap and he smiles up at me saying “thank you for listening my love” and then chuckling when i blush before leaning down to kiss him

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.

jumin my precious baby would have my life in BETTER condition than i ever did. legitimately he’d have been waiting for the chance to spoils and take care of me without me arguing or fighting back.

all of you right now reblog this with your fave who could 100% take care of you without anything in return

as in the one in your faves that if you couldn’t get out of bed for a week wouldn’t let your home fall apart

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.

Jumin: [removes Elizabeth from his lap to do something else]

Elizabeth: Father is... evil? Father is unyielding? Father is incapable of love? I am running away. I am packing my little rucksack and going out to explore the world as a lone vagabond. I can no longer thrive in this household.

honestly the invite a vampire to the party and mimic a soap opera to avoid first kiss jitters is exactly the chaotic energy I fell in love with

The fact that The Great Jumin Han, the stoic, silver spooned, “coldhearted” robot, has a good amount of knowledge regarding both romance novels and Soap Operas, gives me life.

He is seen as the most sane/levelheaded of the group, but he is so purely chaotic in such a nonchalant way, that I’m absolutely destroyed whenever he’s in chat.

“waking up at 6:30 am on a weekend just to write this was worth it”

OP waking up a 5:30 AM on a weekend and staying awake just too read this was also VERY worth it!!

The Worth of Gifts

This is basically a love letter to Jumin because that one line that he said in his route lives in my head rent-free. Waking up at 6.30 am on the weekend just to write this was worth it.

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"I have brought a couple of things for you, my love," Jumin rushed in a flurry of cold wind as he entered the bedroom that you shared together, his navy blue coat billowing behind him. He settled down a horde of shopping bags on the bed that you were lounging on. They had lined both his arms up to his elbows and you found it curious that he was doing the hard work alone, without the presence of a trailing assistant nearby.

You had been on your phone engrossed in your favourite TV series when Jumin came in. Immediately, you sat up straight and scanned the bags of different colours and sizes that were strewn across the bedding. "A couple of things?" You raised your eyebrows at him. "I don't think I would define it that way. Which dictionary are you using? Maybe I should get one too to understand you better."

"A dictionary? I'm afraid I don't have one ready at my disposal. I calibrated my purchase decision based on the number of things I wish to give you, and these barely count towards anything." Jumin was about to expound on it more when he saw your face lighting up with mischief. "Ah, you were teasing me."

You gave him a playful shrug. "Maybe?"

"I see." His lips curved into a sly smile that matched your own.

You took account of the things he got you. They were things you had mentioned in passing or had pinned on your Pinterest boards and saved in your wish list. It was astonishing that he remembered everything. That he remembered and thought to gift them to you because he thought it would make you happy.

Throughout your life, all you wanted was to be known, to be seen by someone who loved you and someone whom you loved back. And here he was, showing you how much he knew you so casually as if it was a given. This love language of his, although it overwhelmed you at first, was something you could learn to get used to in time. You had never been pampered lavishly before, but hey, there was a first time for everything.

"Jumin, love," you started.

"Yes, darling?"

"Why did you get me so many things?" You looked at him in awe. "I appreciate everything you bought me. I mean, do you know how long I've longed for these?" You shook your head while peeking into the bags. "You are something else, Jumin. But I have to wonder, why of this magnitude?"

"This isn't anything. I can do so much more for you."

"I know, but why?" You pressed, genuinely curious.

Jumin wasn't one who would deflect from sensitive questions that came from his beloved. Like you, he wanted you to know everything about him. He was secretly relieved that the both of you shared the same desire. He couldn't imagine being with someone who couldn't care less about his more vulnerable side.

"If you must know, it's because that's what everyone expects from me since I was little," he said, his head tilted down almost imperceptibly. You didn't miss it, and you detected a slight tremble in his voice nearing the end of the sentence.

It tugged at your heartstrings seeing him like this. Carefully, you pushed aside the shopping bags and crawled towards him. You came to a kneel in front of him and swept your fingers through his tousled dark bangs. "You don't have to prove your love to me through material means. My love isn't something to be earned or bought. You deserve to be loved simply because you exist." You took a breath, diffusing the anger that burned in your chest at the unfair expectations Jumin had to live up to since he was young. No kid should ever shoulder that kind of responsibility, and that included corporate heirs. "I love you for being the Jumin that you are."

He raised his eyes on you, and you found his gaze faltering, unsure. It was a silent urge to go on. "Think about it. Think about how our relationship first developed. In the beginning, I was interested in you because you're smart and funny in the most unexpected ways. Then, I saw how caring you are towards your friends and family. How you offer unwavering support for them despite being the butt of their jokes most of the time." You brushed the back of your hand against his cheek and he leaned into your touch.

"I just did what I had to," he muttered.

You couldn't let Jumin throw out more self-undermining statements. For someone so confident and self-assured, it hurt to see that he felt the need to cover up this part of him before his own friends. "You have that sense of duty because you love us. Deny it as much as you want, but it doesn't diminish the truth. You know, it surprised me how non-judgmental you actually are despite the firm personal beliefs that you hold. You let other people be themselves, and that's what I want for you, especially when it comes to this relationship." Your hand found its way to the back of his neck, compelling him to raise his eyes to you. "Don't ever think that you can only be accepted if you provide enough things for me. You are enough. I'm happy with you even without them."

Jumin was silent. When you were talking with such ferocity, you didn't notice that you had inclined your body so close towards him, near enough that your noses were touching.

Jumin rested his forehead against yours. "How do you always know the right things to say?" he breathed out.

"I only see what is already in you." You pressed a brief, tender kiss on his lips, tasting the cold air from his earlier excursion outside.

"Thank you for reminding me of your love," Jumin said, his expression an earnest reflection of how he felt about you.

"You can always ask for one whenever you need it. I'm your endless supply of support."

"What would I have to give in exchange for this dubiously free support?"

You grinned. "Nothing, I'm naturally generous! Just press the button and I'll come running spewing out motivational speech. I won't stop until you wind me down."

"Wind you down," Jumin appeared to be in thought before continuing, "like this?" He stole a quick peck on your neck.

Instantly, you felt heat rising up your cheeks. "Hey! That'd just wind me up," you scoffed.

"Then I'd have to do it more often." He attacked you with tiny kisses all over your face, nose, chin, and jaw, and trailed down to your shoulder. You burst into laughter, pretending to pull away from him but bringing him down on the bed with you instead.

The shopping bags around you rustled. Jumin toppled on top of you and you could feel the fabric of his dress pants rubbing against your bare thighs. He was smiling and man, your heart was taking flight on its own. This beautiful, beautiful man. You could never get bored of looking at him. He was above Greek statues. He was real.

"I love you," Jumin said quietly.

"Funny. I feel the same way." You tapped on his nose. "But we probably should get these out of the way if we want to do more." You gestured at the sea of bags lying nearby and wiggled your eyebrows suggestively. "I don't want to ruin these gifts you procured for me with blood, sweat, and tears."

Jumin sighed. "Must we? I can just get the replacement for them later."

"We absolutely must."

"Fine." He was about to push himself back up when he halted. "Wait, I have to clarify. Do you mind if I still buy you things?"

You propped yourself up on your elbows. "Of course I don't. You're allowed to shower me with love, only don't do it to prove your worth to me."

Jumin took a second before replying. "Earlier, you expressed your wish to understand me, but you seem to have understood me well. Sometimes even better than I do myself." He chuckled to himself before training his eyes on you again. "I want to understand you deeper too if you would let me."

That wasn't even a question. "Once again, you're allowed, Jumin." You dragged him into another kiss, the mess around you be damned.

Hello amigos, amigas, y everyone else. It is I Morgana, here to throw some art in the void starting off with some Jumin hannnn from mystic messenger.