hi can I have a scenario of pocket AU: S/O was minding her own business but then suddenly noticed a smol Zen, Jumin & Yoosung??
{Whew, slowly but surely, I’m trying to answer all the requests! I actually have free time from my first class today due to the professor taking off. I guess he figured people wanted the extra time to escape the on coming hurricane lol. Anyways, on to the scenarios! (If you want another part to this, I’d be happy to do it, just let me know!)}
Walking up to my front door after a long, hard day, all I want to do is get a shower and sleep. The day was even worse without my phone, which I had forgotten on my table. As I unlock to door, I am immediately put into defense mode as the unmistakable sound of male voices enter my ears. Is someone in my room? I look around the area around me and grab anything in range. I start to listen in on what he men were talking about, and was hit with confusion.
“Whose place is this? It seems like someone of the middle class. Maybe a student?”
“Ahhh what if they come home?! We look like intruders!”
“Calm down, calm down. How can someone be scarred of us…we’re freaking tiny! And—hey! Don’t touch things!” *crash*
“Oops…”
“Ahhh now they’ll definitely be mad!”
I step closer to the opening at the end of my hall, and peek around the corner. At first my head is spinning. Where are they? I know they’re here! Then I noticed movement on my table, near my forgotten phone. Fluffballs? What is that? I squint and try to get a better look, until one of them, the yellow colored one, turns and jumps about half a foot off the table, and yelps.I then see the other two turn towards where the yellow one was pointing, and the silvery one starts to stumble through words.
“I-we-s-sorry! Wekindacamethroughyourphonenddontknowhowtogetback..” He really jumbled the words towards the end of his sentence, and I scrunch my eyebrows in concentration. Then I hear a throat clear, and It’s the black-haired one, it stops the silver-haired one in his tracks. He looks to be taller than the other two, the yellow one is still jittering behind the other two. Seeing that there were no other people in my room, I decided to walk a few paces in, and saw that the three on my table, were in fact, tiny people. My face drops in surprise.
“Pardon the intrusion. We came out of your phone and cannot seem to get back.” The black one told me. He sounds much more mature compared to the others. Something about these three remind me of something, but I seriously can’t place it. Well, until the silver one spoke again.
“Whoa! You’re pretty!” He said, walking over towards the end of the table that I was walking up to. He continues, lunging on one knee, one hand outstretched in my direction, the other on his chest dramatically. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, milady, I am Ryu Hyun, but you may call me…”
“Zen?!” I shout, a little too loudly from surprise, his face blanks, and I quickly apologize. He just stands up and asks how I know his name, and something about whether I’m a fan girl or not. I just brush the last comment off and explain.
“No, no! I actually know you guys. You’re Zen, Jumin and Yoosung, correct?” I ask, to which the response was a nod from all three. I laugh, this is ridiculous, I’m delusional. I sit down next to the table.
“Ha.Ha, ok so this is a thing that’s happening now, huh? Hahaha I’m insane. Maybe lack of sleep?” I lay my head on the table, facing the three men. Yoosung cautiously walks towards me, fiddling with his hands in front of his tiny chest.
“No! You’re not crazy, really! W-we came through your phone, and are just as confused as you!” He says, his voice gentle, but shaking. Keeping my head on the table, looking at him, I reach a hand up and gently poke his stomach. He giggles a little. Can you please not be any cuter, geez.
Apparently, either he can read minds, or I whispered that aloud, because his face turns bright red. Upon seeing his face, and realizing my blunder, I sputter out an apology, and my face burns hot as I roll my face to look away. I pull my hand back to rest it beside my head, and feel a light pat on my pinky. I turn back to face them, and see Jumin patting my hand. I raise an eyebrow.
“We apologize for causing you problems, but you wouldn’t happen to know how to get us back? I didn’t get a chance to tell anyone about Elizabeth 3rd.” He says, his face concerned for his cat. I sigh and sit up straight, shaking my head ‘no’. He sighs, rubbing the bridge of his nose. Just then, I hear a stomach growl, and I look down at the three of them. Zen, chuckles lightly, a slight blush appearing on his face.
“Sorry. I haven’t had dinner yet.” He says rubbing the back of his head. I giggle, and ask if they would like some food. The all looked at me and Yoosung spoke up.
“Are you going to cook for us?” He said, his eyes almost sparkling. I giggle again and nod. I ask if they’d like to come with, placing my hands on the table in front of the three. They all nodded and cautiously stepped on, sitting down. I lift them up, and walk towards the kitchen while Zen decides to ask the important questions.
“So…how did you know our names?” He asks, and I freeze. How the heck am I supposed to explain that they are part of a dating simulator? That’s really embarrassing! So, I start off slow.
“W-well, you guys are actually in an app on my cellphone.” I say. That should be enough, right? Wrong.
“Ooohhh, like a game?!” Yoosung asks, gripping my thumb for support. I look down, a blush forms without me wanting it to. I nod.
“S-sort of.” I respond, he laughs and Jumin asks on.
“So..this app, or game, what does it have to do with us?” He asks, his face blank.
“Ummm well, it has to do with the RFA messenger. The game is called Mystic Messenger.”
“H-how much do you know about RFA?!” This time it’s Zen who speaks up, his face full of surprise. I giggle.
“Don’t worry! The RFA isn’t real in this world, and actually your app is really popular! All of my friends have it downloaded.” I say, laughing lightly. Zen seems to calm down, but he looks like he’s thinking.
Walking to the counter, I place the tiny RFA members down, and open my fridge. I ended up making an omelet for everyone to share, myself included. We all ate and talked about random things: how I found the app, what I do for a living, where we are, and why I live by myself. After a little, I yawn, and say I’m going to go to bed, and that I have off tomorrow. The boys all nod, and I pick them up and carry them to the couch. Placing them down on the soft seat. I walk over and grab a sheet from my closet. I unfold it and lay it down for them to use as a blanket during the night. I say good night to the three as I watch Yoosung snuggle under the cover, and Zen begin taking his shirt off.
“Good night!” “Sleep tight!~”“Good night.”
I turn off the lights after giving a short warning about the dark, and close my bedroom door behind me. Laying down on my bed, my mind is spinning again. Tomorrow is going to be a looooooooong day.
