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the RFA reacts to love marks left by Jumin/Yoosung

so its just two scenarios but i hope y’all enjoy them

Jumin

the mark is a ring of bruises around your wrists from where he bound your hands last night. It didn’t hurt and honestly it might have been one of your favorite things about last night. Still the bruising was hard to hide even with the long sleeves you wore in the winter. so when Zen asked about the red marks you quickly yanked your sleeves farther down and tried desperately to think of an excuse.

“ah um what, what marks?” you stuttered scrambling for any distraction you could find “Jaehee! Did you get a hold of the party venue? Should I call them?” in a second though zens fingers were around your arm pulling up your sleeve to check your wrists

“MC! your wrists! What happened?!?” Zen gasped

“no, nothing. Nothing happened” you mumbled trying to pull your wrists out of his grip before anyone else could notice but it was too late zens outburst had drawn the attention of yoosung and jaehee who were already beginning to examine your wrists worriedly.

“that looks like it hurts!” yoosung muttered looking as though it was his wrists and not yours that stung.

“its fine guys can’t we just ignor-” you began before jaehee quickly cut you off

“MC we should put some ice on this it might swell” she fretted before rushing away

You knew you were blushing you could feel the burn in your cheeks when saeyoung pranced through the door with an icepack jaehee following behind him.

“where’s the injured angel” he asked in a sing song voice and you tried to will the floor to swallow you as yoosung waved sayoung over

“look at her wrists they look bad! What if they scar?” he cried as saeyoung made his way towards you. You felt your impending doom as saeyoung froze at the sight of your ‘injuries’ a smile breaking out across his face.

“oh my god” he laughed and you seriously considered jumping out the window. “someone had a fun night huh”

“I want to go home” you groaned as Zen looked between you and saeyoung bewildered.

“fun night” yoosung parroted confused.

“those are handcuff marks I wonder what our dear MC was up to” saeyoung and with that comment Zen had dropped your hands turning a bright red while jaehee had had simply dropped her head into her hands with a groan. You were done. Already halfway through gathering your things to leave when you heard yoosung’s perplexed voice.

“why would MC be in handcuffs” and with that you were out the door escaping from sayoungs devious laughter as fast as you could.

 Yoosung Kim

You were late to say the least. You rushed out the door with little more than a second glance in the mirror as you ran your travel brush through your hair. Never again, you were never going to let Yoosung convince you to stay up that last ever again.

On the bus you let yourself sigh a bit in relief. As you brought your phone up to text Jaehee that you were on your way to the RFA meeting. You also reminded her that Yoosung couldn’t make it because of his final. As soon as the text was sent you pocketed your phone to try to straighten yourself out. You manage a little basic makeup and a high pony tail before you reached you stop. Hopefully this was enough since it was just the RFA at this meeting. you rush in and immediately begin to unpack your papers on the needs of your latest invitees.

“sorry sorry sorry! I know I’m late but I’ve gotten a lot of RSVP’s for the next party we just have to adjust one or two things” you begin rushing to make up for lost time. That is until you look up from your papers to see Zen biting his lip eye’s locked on your neck. You survey the rest of the RFA and start to worry. Jumin has the barest hint of a smirk, and you may have missed it had you not known him so well. While Saeyoung was trying his best albeit failing to control his snickering. Then there was Jaehee looking at you with pity and embarrassment. When she locks eyes with you she motions to her neck. Your hands flies to your own neck in response and you can feel the tail tell sting of a bruise. Oh. You scramble for your purse retrieving your mirror to look at the spot. There it was clear as day. A fairly large love bite. “Yoosung” you mutter in equal parts horror and anger.

A burst of laughter caught your attention from across the table, “did your puppy get a little wild last night MC?” Saeyoung quipped making you turn an even darker shade of red.

“MC I’m sure I have some cover up in my bag! I don’t know if it’s your shade though.” Jaehee mumbled as she dug in her bag.

“MC that’s not? Is it?” asked gently trying not to stare so obviously.

“of course it is” Jumin said smoothly still smirking ever so slightly

“shut up trust fund kid” he spat before turning back to you “MC you have to cover that up don’t you know – ”

“men are wolves. Yeah, no I get it. Zen please, just please forget it. Jaehee did you find any cover up?”

Jaehee shook her head sadly “no it it looks like I’m out” you sank to your chair defeated with your head in your hands.

“Yoosung is so dead.” You hissed quietly.

 Meanwhile Yoosung felt a shiver run down his back as he began the essay portion of his final.