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kiss his entire face. just his whole face cover it with kisses!

Since everyone likes my posts about webtoon Jumin (i do too)

Here i come with more good stuff you thirsty MC’s

*LE GASP* DONT TALK TO ME IM HAVING A MOMENT

YES, YES THAT’S JUMIN HAN PLAYING GOLF AND TAKING NOT BLURRY SELFIES

holy frick baby you are so adorable lemme squish you real hard now

OH WHAT A TIME TO BE ALIVE

Pt 1 Pt 2

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.

definitely one of them on one hand killers always go for the eye candy first so maybe zenobia the other poor yoosung doesn’t quite have the street smarts zen does so zen may be able to avoid death a bit longer than yoosung

If mysme was horror who would be the first one to die? I think it's either Yoosung or Zen 🤔 lmao

awwwwe jumin and my oc lonnie! ahhhhhh i love it so so so much!!!!!

THANKIES!!!

commission @joy1579

gahhhhh i love it so much!!

8 For the soulmate prompts with Jumin please ♥️♥️♥️

8. You can feel what your soulmate is feeling (and vise versa). oooh i love the potential of this one >:) and if there was a world where soulmates existed, i think id want it to be either this or the ‘what u write appears on their skin’ lmao

* “Jumin is a heartless monster”, women cry after being rejected by him, gossiping amongst themselves  at parties, their glossed lips dripping lipstick-tinted venom

* “He’s a robot”, people who work in C&R whisper to each other, their hearts stilling whenever they see Jumin Han walk down the hall, not sparing a glance their way.

* Even Jaehee, the one who spends the most time by his side, frequently looks to him with a frown, wondering to herself if he’s even human.

* Yet Jumin...Jumin’s as human as can be.

* It started when he’d first started working for his fathers company, when he was still learning the ropes, the thin line of his lips a facade more than anything, years of practice moulding him into the perfect statue, his emotions boiling just beneath the surface.

* He’d been shadowing his father in a meeting, learning how to handle fussy clients and spoiled buisness-owners, when he felt his chest grow heavy, a feeling far too familiar overtaking him...only it was to an extent he’d never known before, his eyes glossy, a familiar sting as he furiously rubbed at them, willing it all to stop, just stop-not now, not here-

* His dad was the first to notice, startled at his sons’ sudden outburst-it was the first time he’d seen Jumin cry, the sight unfamiliar to him. Yet he loved his son-he’d never let him cry as he carried on buisness per usual.

* Mr. Han took Jumin out of the room and back into his office, offering him tissues and a glass of water as he continued to sob, mumbling curses as he begged the tears to stop.

* It took a while as he quieted down, the feeling mellowing down, Jumin feeling more drained and confused than ever before-what was that? Of course he’s felt upset before, far too many times to count in fact, but he’d never had such an outburst, and in that specific moment-there was nothing for him to be so upset over--

* “That must’ve been your soulmate” his dad offered, sitting across of Jumin, snapping him out of his trance.

* Jumin looked to his dad, dark eyes still glassy, reddened. “My...what?”

* His dad sighed, explained it all to him-how some people happen to have soulmates, how they can feel one another’s emotions if they’re extreme enough-it’s not every little thing, but extreme joy or pain or sadness-they could share these feelings, would feel them until they were replaced with something else, or until their soulmate felt something different, overpowering.

* Jumin let this new info mull over in his mind, spending the next few days with this sinking feeling in his chest-the tears didn’t come like before but he could still feel the sting, how his eyes felt heavy, and he knew, knew his soulmate must be laying awake at night, tears quietly falling down their cheeks-and that made his heart hurt even worse than this shared pain, the thought of being unable to comfort them, knowing they felt like this-

* He knows all too well what it’s like to feel this loss, this pain, to have no one to rely on. He knows what it’s like to go back into an empty home, have no one to share your pain with, to paint a semblance of normalcy in front of the ones you care about so as to not worry them.

* So Jumin decided. If a feeling that can overpower this is what’s needed for his soulmate to stop feeling pain, then he’d seek it out. He’d find joy like no other, for his soulmate’s sake.

* Yet...as hard as he tried, he couldn’t find it. He’d poured his soul into projects he thought could bring him joy, but he felt nothing, except perhaps a small sense of accomplishment, and fatigue. He spent countless hours watching cute cat videos, going through everything the Red Youtube Button had to recommend, but whilst he enjoyed them, he didn’t know if this is what it’s like to be overhwelmed.

* He eventually asked Rika about it-but she simply shook her head. “I do have a surprise for you” she admitted to him, “but I don’t know if it’ll be enough to make you that overjoyed.”

* The surprise came in the form of Elizabeth the 3d-and Jumin felt it, a warm happiness, a protectiveness towards the four-legged fluffy being, but was it enough for his soulmate to feel it? Judging by the pain in his chest...no, no it wasn’t.

* And then he lost Rika. 

* He knew his soulmate must feel it, the way his chest turned hollow, how his fists shook whenever anyone so much as mentioned her name, how he bit his cheek until it bled to keep from screaming, crying, breaking every fragile object in his way-to know how she died, what she’d done-to know how much of a wreck his only friend in the world was, and how he was unable to help him...

* Jumin stopped trying to find the joy he initially seeked, knowing it couldn’t be done. This, this empty feeling, paired with his soulmate’s pain-this was all he’d been left with. All he could ever feel.

* But as fate would have it, a mysterious figure soon entered his beloved RFA app...and his world turned less and less bleak, a genuine smile on his lips every time he’d see their name on his notifications, quick to enter the chatroom to talk with them.

* He could feel his soulmate’s pain soothing along with his, uncertain if it was his doing or their own-yet something brimed in him, a new-found warmth, so foreign yet welcome, the clenching of his stomach at the mere sight of their profile picture, at the sound of their voice on the phone-what was this feeling? 

* And...what was this guilt accompanying it? Why did he think of his soulmate every time he talked with MC, his joy turning thick and sour like spoilt milk?

* That all soon changed on the fateful day that his bodyguard came to him, a day after he locked up Elizabeth the 3d, the sight of her prison churning his gut something unpleasant, mentioning that ‘an MC is here to see you’-all thoughts of guilt flew out the window, replaced with-was it fear? Anxiety? Excitement?

* He wasn’t sure, not until he heard their footsteps as they approached him, saw their face up close-felt his heart scream out in joy, as if begging to climb out his chest to go nestle inbetween MC’s ribs, to make a home in them.

* “Ah” he hummed, smiling down at them “I see...I understand now” he walked up to them, brought a hand to their cheek, gently cradling them in his palm.

* “Welcome home” he said-and he could finally put a name on this confusion, on the fluttering of his chest, the frantic rhythm of his pulse.

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did i go a little overboard? yeah maybe

does jumin deserve this and more? yeah absolutely mwah

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