RFA+V+Saeran accidentally hitting MC headcannons? I'm sorry if this triggers you or something but I'm curious how will they react!
(ïżŁâœïżŁ) This got progressively more fun to write~~ It varies from fluff to comedy to slight angst lolol
He hadnât meant to, he swears!!
He was just so excited about finally achieving a higherlevel than Seven on LOLOL that heâd carelessly thrown his headphones behind himand you just happened to be there!
When he turned around to tell you his good news, he noticedthe newly-formed bump on your head.
Oblivious, he tilted his head in question. âOh, howâd youget hurt, MC?â
You fired a glare at him, crossing your arms and stompingoff, irritated by his carelessness. âIâmgoing to ignore him!â you decided.
You held true to your word.
It wasnât until days later (in which Yoosung spent whiningfor your attention) when he heard you complaining to Jaehee about what hadhappened, and how careless he was.
Finally learning his mistake, he slid to the floor, graspingat your leg while he stared up at you with tears in his eyes. âIâm sorry!!!â hewailed, feeling the guilt him hard. âIâll do anything to make it up to youuuuâ;-;
Dammit, his puppy face was hard to resist.
He noticed you trying to sneak up on him by looking at yourshadow on the floor, and he swiftly turned around so he could tease you thatyour plan failed but⊠butâŠ
His long ponytail somehow whacked you in the face, leaving apink mark on your cheek
âOwwie.â You rubbed your cheek with a slight frown.
He shrieks at the sin heâd just committed. I JUST HIT MY PRINCESSWHATDOIDOOHMYGODIDESERVETODIE
He rushed out an apology in a panic, âMC, Iâm so sorry, ohmy gosh, Iâll never do that agai-â
Low whistles came from their surroundings.
âWow, what an awfulboyfriend, did he hit her? Her cheek is pink⊠Poor girlâŠâ
âIsnât that the actorZen? Didnât know he was abusive to his girlfriendâŠâ
Every comment only made him feel guiltier. He hadnât meantto hurt youâhe would never!
He placed his head in his hands, feeling horrible abouthimself. You noticed that tears were welling up in his eyes.
âHey, it was just an accident⊠And it was only your hair.Itâs okay Zen. I know youâd never hurt me,â you murmured gently, smilingbrightly up at him as you brushed aside his bangs.
âM-maybe I shouldnât stand so close to you anymoreâŠâ Heshook his head, frantically backing away from you, not processing your words atall.
Well, you sure had fun explaining why Zen kept running awayfrom you like a little kid at the RFA party. It only got worse when Sevenjoined in, âARE WE PLAYING TAG?!? TAG, YOUâRE IT, MC!!!â and running offâŠ
As usual, you were helping out at the coffeeshop, scurryingaround behind the counter to get to the customersâ orders.
And like most days, it was busy.
As you were serving a customer at the cash register, Jaeheewas rushing to finish someone elseâs order, and in her hurry, she bumped intoyou. Hard.
The both of you crashed down, with her knee digging intoyour abdomen. You felt the wind knocked out of you, and you gasped for air,your eyes rolling to the back of your head from the pain.
âMC!â Jaehee shrieked, the guilt hitting her immediately.âMC, are you okay? Can you hear me?â
You were in too much pain to even realize she was talking.You closed your eyes as you rolled to your side, trying to tolerate it.
âHey, take my order already!â someone demanded.
Jaehee slowly stood up, a fierce glare upon her face as sheslammed her fist onto the countertop. âYour order? MC is hurt and all you canthink about is your order? You think your order is more important?â she growled,glaring daggers in the inconsiderate customerâs direction.
The customer visibly gulped, shuddering from the intensityof Jaeheeâs anger. âN-no, maâamâŠâ
Your girlfriend clicked her tongue. In an icy cold tone, shestated, âIâve never had to ask this of a customer before. Get. Out.â
Ignoring the line of customers, Jaehee chose to tend to youfirst, carrying you princess style (remember this gal can fight) to thestaffroom and checking the damage. Upon seeing the bruise, she winced, feelinganother wave of guilt overwhelm her. You could see her silently mouthing yetanother apology as she stared at it.
âItâll heal. It was only an accident, Jaehee, donât worry,âyou soothed her, smiling gently. Albeit with a frown, she accepted it.
âŠAlthough, she made you take multiple days off after that,despite your protests.
Heâd just gotten out of a 6 hour long meeting, feelingcompletely worn out. Nonetheless, it was over, so he could finally return tohis office.
Youâd asked to meet with him for lunch that day, patientlywaiting for him to finish up.
But he had hardly taken a step into the office, and hereceived a call from another business partner. He flashed you an apologeticlook before taking the call, walking to the far end of the room to talkquietly.
You didnât mind, it was just a little more waiting. The callcouldnât possibly take that long, after all!
But over an hour had passed already, and his lunch break wasalmost over. Growing impatient, you walked up to your husband, reaching to hughim.
Noticing your actions, he swatted his hand dismissively,trying to tell you he was busy. Unfortunately, he was distracted, and he endedup smacking your face.
The moment his hand made contact with your face, hisexpression froze. In a split second, Jumin hung up on his call, setting asidehis phone and rushing to your aid.
He winced at the hurt expression on your face. You werenât upsetbecause heâd hit you, but that he had tried to dismiss you as if you were justanother employee to himâas if you werenât important. But you couldnât say thatout loud to him. Just because he had hurt your feelings, it didnât mean you hadto do the same to him.
You lowered your eyes, avoiding his worried gaze, and quietlywalked out of his office. Jumin sank into his chair in despair, feeling awfulabout what heâd done. He knew how it felt to be cast aside for work. And hehated that you had to go through the same experience.
After finishing work that night, he returned home, stillfeeling ashamed of himself. Youâd already turned off all the lights as if tosay you werenât waiting for him tonight. He hesitantly opened the door to yourshared bedroom, where you were reading a book in bed.
Jumin held up a bouquet of purple hyacinths, nervouslyforcing a smile on his face. âI-Iâm sorry about earlier today, MCâŠâ he saidquietly.
âYou think flowers will make me forgive you?â you sighed, afrown tugging at your lips. âWhile I appreciate the sentiment, the flowers wonâtwin me over. I understand that you may have been stressed from work, but thatdoesnât make me any less upset about it. Well, you should get some rest.â
He looked away, then suddenly grabbed your hand. âI⊠Willyou let me explain myself, at least?â
Albeit surprised, you nodded calmly.
âThe reason Iâve been working so hard lately⊠even today⊠itâsbecause I wanted to clear my schedule to spend time with you. I know youâvebeen very patient with me all this time, and Iâm really grateful for that. Ijust⊠kind of missed passing time with you, so I was planning to finish up nextweekâs work and then properly ask you out on a date⊠But I guess it really tooka toll on me.â He sighed again. âIâm sorry.â
You wrapped your arms around him, a soft smile upon yourface. âThen, make it up to me by staying with me all next week, okay?â
Although you wouldnât see it, Jumin had an adorable grin onhis face. âI love you so much.â
âBWAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHA!!â
If you were wondering why Saeyoung was laughing at 6AM inthe morning, itâs because he woke up to your face.
Now, he wakes up with you everyday, but it was the firsttime that you awoke with a nosebleed. He grinned cheekily, âI didnât know I wasthat hot, babe.â
âŠto which, earned him a smack in the head.
âThis is your fault, you idiot,â you grumbled, carefullygetting out of bed.
He cocked his head in confusion, âWait, really?â
âYou whacked me with your arm. Again.â
Although he felt guilty for hurting you, he covered it upwith another grin. âJust admit that you were nosebleeding because Iâm hot, MC~â
Despite his words, he still led you to the bathroom andhelped you clean up the blood. He took it upon himself to wash the blankets andbedsheets which had gained bloodstains, and even made breakfast for you thatmorning.
And itâd be over breakfast that he quietly apologized toyou.
âHey, uhm⊠I know I was kidding around earlier, but Iâmreally sorry about hitting you, MCâŠâ he mumbled, a light blush spreading acrosshis cheeks. He wasnât used to being so sincere, but he knew he shouldapologize.
You merely flicked his forehead. âItâs okay. I know you didnâtmean to. Besides, Iâve kicked you off the bed multiple times because you weretaking up too much space.â
His head snapped up immediately, narrowing his eyes at youaccusingly. âWait what?! But you always told me that I rolled off by myself!!â
âSorrysorrysorrysorrysorrysorrysorryâ
He was chanting it over and over, his head on his knees, hisentire body trembling. You tried to approach him, but he only flinched, backingaway.
âN-no, stay away. I hurt you, oh my god, I hurt you,â he whispered, pain dripping in his voice. His eyeswere wide with horror, and your heart clenched at the sight. He was scared.Scared of himself.
Now, what had caused this?
Youâd sprung onto Saeran, declaring a pillow war, and the two ofyou had been smacking each other with your pillows, trying to get the upper handover each other. But then heâd tripped over his own feet while he was swinginghis pillow at you, and ended up smashing his elbow into you, knocking you tothe ground.
Youâd only scraped your knee from the fall, and it only bled alittle, but the injury was enough to make Saeran freak out.
âI know you didnât mean to hurt me,â you said in a gentle tone,trying to coax him. âYou would never hurt me.â
âI d-d-donât want to hurt a-a-anyone,â he stammered, stillshuddering. âP-p-please believe me. Iâm sorry, Iâm sorry, imsorryimsorryimsorryi-â
You took ahold of his trembling hands, kissing the fingertips. âIlove you, Saeran. It was an accident. You didnât have any other intentions. Itâsokay. Iâm okay. Look, itâs just a scratch.â
It took a few more moments to calm him down, but he eventuallycame to terms that it was only an accident, and that it wasnât his fault.Still, though the incident was small and harmless, the fear that he couldbecome abusive, just like his mother,began to haunt him since that day.
Jihyun frowned, turning his head to find thesource of that annoying sound. Although he had recovered from his blindness,(thanks to Jumin finding the best doctors and funding the surgery), his ears werestill sensitive to distant sounds.
âBzzzzâŠâHe walked out of the kitchen, noticing that the buzzing sound became louder. It must be closer nowâŠ
âBZZZ!!â His eyes caught the culprit: a mosquito wasflying around the house! He tried to slap the mosquito with both hands, failingmiserably as it diligently flew away. Oh,itâs on, Mosquito.
Jihyun began running like a madman around thehouse, swatting at the pest and missing every time. And then, it chose to staystill. SLAP!
âEeep!â you squealed, feeling a harsh impact on your butt. âW-whatwas that for, Jihyun?!â
He glanced up at you in surprise, taking in your pouting face.
âAhh!! Iâm so sorry, MC! I was so focused on killing the mosquito,I didnât realize. Iâm so sorryâŠâ He was rambling in his apology, soundingalmost panicked
You smirked, then grabbed him by the collar. âHey. I didnât say Ididnât enjoy it, now, did I?â you whispered huskily into his ear. You watchedas Jihyunâs ears turned pink from embarrassment.
(Meanwhile, Seven was listening from the monitor. He whistledlowly upon hearing your words. âDamn. Kinky,â he muttered. Too bad Jihyun hadbroken his bug, or else he wouldâve loved to see what happened next.)
