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[jumintales]

UPBRAID (Jumin Han) 5

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It felt like your heart was melting and your world was falling. The words his mouth uttered ached your chest. Your skin still felt cold.

There you were, curled up in the corner of your flat, you were sat next to the window, staring at the city lights. The rain had stopped. You looked over buildings that you felt were going to start crumbling before your eyes.

He didn’t look back.

He left. And there's nothing you can do about it. 

Meanwhile, Zen had heard of the news and came running to your apartment. He was stopped at the lobby by Shane. "She's balling her eyes out, now isn't a good time." Shane informs Zen, followed by Zen thanking him and leaving. 

 He rushed to his motorcycle, put his helmet on and rode as quickly as he could to Jumin's penthouse. He parked his motorbike infront of the building and ran to the elevator, quickly pressing the floor of Jumin's place. He made his way to the door, hair soaked, jacket dripping, wet shoe marks on the carpet, he knocked. Zen's heavy hands, slammed, knocking on the door. 

"Zen? Are you okay?" A female voice echoed in his head. "Are you feeling ill?" The voice, it wasn't calming, it felt like a lie. He turns his head a little to find a female figure standing behind him. "Babe? What's wrong?" He felt a strong tug on his heartstrings. He looks to his side to find a blonde female, slim, big breasts, big butt, pretty face. Zen looks away.

"Zen! Are you ready?" He looks to his other side to find two girls wearing his polos. Really pretty. Models, if I'm not mistaken. An abundance of girls comes and surround Zen, he could feel hands gripping on to his back and arms, he could feel hands tugging on his hair, he felt like everything had broken. 

He turns and looks straight ahead, seeing a clear path, he sees you. You and your perfect body, you and your amazing smile, he thought to himself, you the most beautiful person he has ever met. He locks eyes with you, he cracks a relieving smile. 

Your stare turns dark and unwelcoming. "Let's play a game?" You ask. "Sure" He says, willingly. 

You slide a deck of cards towards him, "Game is simple, higher card wins, 2 is more than 1, King more than Queen, Queen more than Jack, Jack more than 10, 1 more than King. Get it? Play." You say quick and start dropping cards. One after the other, yours was always higher. 

The cards disappear. And your back to facing Zen. 

He takes a step towards you, and you take a step away. 

He looks at you with confusion. His puzzled, tired eyes, start tearing up. "MC?" 

He yells, taking another step towards you, you taking one away from him. 

"Why can't I get to you?" He says, silently, under his breath. 

 You turn the opposite direction, taking one glance at him. Then you start running away from him, as he tries to catch up chasing you. 

"Even here, I can't catch you, can I?" He shouts to you. "In this dream world, where I know, it's not real. I can win you over?" He wipes his eyes with his sweater. 

You stare. "Would you let me at least try?" He asks, holding his hand out for you. You extend your arm, slowly making its way forward. 

Footsteps echoed in the darkness, it grew louder and louder until Zen was about to touch your hand. 

The suit, the tie, the scent of cat, the thin hair, the jet black hair, the one, the only. 

Your hand was greeted by Jumin. Jumin Fucking Han, his gut told him.

Zen drops on his knees. He watched as you and Jumin walked away. The tears rolled down his face, and onto the floor. 

Each time a tear dropped on the floor, it made a loud drip sound that echoed throughout the dark unending field of his mind. 

Back in the apartment, your heart on the floor, your head in the clouds, you walk up to your bed and drop yourself. You couldn’t think straight. You just lost the man you loved the most. You phone was vibrating with notifications, all about the articles spreading around. 

You still love him. 

The door opens, Zen is greeted by Jumin’s face. Surprised, Zen clams down. Jumin’s head was facing the floor, his clothes absolutely soaked, his hair looking like he just got out of the shower. His apartment didn’t lighten up the mood either, it felt empty. The lights were all turned off, the sound of the rain was as loud as Yoosung playing LOLOL, the whole aura and feel was just depressing.

Jumin slowly lifts his head up and looks at Zen, he makes a tired, broken smile, and tells Zen, “I didn’t want this to happen.” His voice broken and sounds as if he’s about to cry. “I thought I could win her heart back.” He continues, wiping the tears that he bares off. “I wanted to say sorry, Zen.” He starts crying a river. Zen stood there, not knowing what to do, what to feel. “I wanted to tell her everything I wanted. But now, I can’t. N-now, it’s over and I can’t do anyth-thing to fix it. I broke her.” He sniffs. “You don’t have to beat me up anymore. I can do that myself.” He makes another fake smile, looking at Zen straight in his eyes. His eyes were puffy and red and you could see the tiredness running in his soul.

Jumin closes the door. 

Zen walks to the exit.

You lay in bed. 

Morning came and you get up, realizing you barely slept. Your heart ached. You felt like you had a hangover. You bring yourself to the bathroom to wash up. While washing your face, you hear a knock on the door. You take your towel, walking to the while you wipe your face. 

“Good morning.” Zen greets, taking a look at you, he quickly turns to face the other way, face red.

“Morning. What’s wrong?” You ask. 

“MC, you’re in nothing but a bra and shorts.” He laughs.

“Hey! I am wearing underwear too.” You answer back. 

“Can you just put a shirt on or something?” He asks. 

“Fine. Come in.” You say, then walk to your room to get a shirt. Walk back out to find Zen sat on the sofa. 

“Listen.” He says, sounding concern. 

[jumintales]

UPBRAID (Jumin Han) 4

HEY. THIS IS A LONG ONE.

chapter 1 here

chapter 2 here

chapter 3 here

You had class tomorrow. 

 Zen brings you back to your apartment and before you could shut the door, "MC, can i get a hug?" He asks. You smile, giving him the biggest hug ever. 

 But then, he pulls away. In his head, he had planned it all, chosen the words, the perfect thing to do, but in the end, nothing. 

With an awkward smile, he sighs, "Just know, I'll always be here for you. No matter what." he says, then heads to the elevator. 

 Zen gives you warm feelings, he's always always ALWAYS there for you. 

You fix your school things for tomorrow, grab your bag, and open your laptop. 

Upon opening the laptop, your phone vibrates. A message.

From Jaehee.

Good morning, MC. I have to request your presence tomorrow afternoon, at the milkshake place at the corner of 6th avenue and emerald street. Please? I hope to see you there.

You reply, sure thing, i’ll meet you at around 4pm :)

Resuming your school work, your journal article homework, writing about absolutely anything. You brainstorm, trying to think of topics. Taking a deep breath, you start typing. The words, ideas, they never ended, you just kept typing. 

It was time for lunch, you take two socks of different patters, slip on your black and white converse chucks, take your wallet, phone and head out.

Before leaving the building, you ask Shane, the receptionist at first floor if you had anything delivered.

“None that I know of, sweetie.” 

“Oh.” You say. Were you expecting anything? “Okay, thanks.” 

“Where you going hon?” He asks.

“Get some lunch.” You say. “Want me to get you anything?”

“You’re going out like that?” He changes the subject. 

You were wearing an over-sized purple shirt, shorts, socks that don’t match, low-cut converse, holding your wallet and phone

“Yep.” You say blankly.

“You do you, I guess.” He sighs. “I’ll have coffee.”

“The usual?” You ask, and he gives you a nod.

You head off to the all-day breakfast place and order a take-out of bacon and eggs, proceeding to go to the coffee & fruit shake place, you order Shane a large caramel macchiato and a pesto-chicken sandwich, and a mango fruit shake for yourself.

On your way back, waiting for the stoplight to go red for you to pass, your head starts to go back. 

“MC!” You heard a familiar voice, turning back, you see a bright yellow umbrella running towards you. “Its pouring, you might get sick. Let me bring you home, please?” You couldn’t help but smile, you felt butterflies in your stomach. He holds your hand and you two walk under a yellow umbrella in the pouring rain, to your apartment. “Thank you.” You tell him, making him smile. “Anything for you.” He replies. “Stay safe going home.” You tell him, as you walk to the building doors. “I will.” He looks back with the big grin on his face. 

“Lady, its a red light, might as well go.” A small girl passes by, snapping you into reality. “Right, sorry.” You apologize and hurry across the street, passing a few blocks and getting to the building. 

You could still remember that smile on his face, you miss it, don’t you?

You make your way inside, give Shane his order and go back to your flat. 

The next day, you pass in your article and everything else that was due that day, go to your second class and end at around 3pm. You change into a nice navy blue dress and white jack purcell sneakers, taking your small brown sling bag, that fits only your phone and a few dollars. 

Walking to the milkshake place, you notice a bunch of people with cameras and microphones crowding the place, you take a looks inside, scanning for Jaehee, and there she is. 

Surprisingly, you made your way inside, walk to the table Jaehee’s at and sit down. 

“Good afternoon.” She smiles. “Is there anything you want to order?” 

“Oh yeah, just a strawberry milkshake.” So you call the waiter, and order. 

You two catch up on work and school, as more people came to the shop.

“Why are there so many people?” You ask.

“There’s a photoshoot.” She answers. “I’m on a day off but Mr. Han asked me to go.”

“Jumin?” Your eyes grow big.

“Yes. He’s being shot right now.” She points at that corner occupied by a photography team. The lights were bright and your eyes searched for Jumin.

There he was.

“Mr. Han asked me to bring you here actually.” She blurts out.

“Me? Why?” You ask.

“I’m not entirely sure. He told me to contact you and bring you here.” 

You had a perfect view of him. He made alot of outfit changes. He first wore a polo, jeans, sweater and dress shoes, then he changed into a white shirt, a unbuttoned polo over it, blue jeans and shoes. He looked like an actual model.

“Its for Mr. Chairman’s friend’s clothing line. All their shops have a diner interior and vibe, so they decided to shoot here. Even if the history of the clothing line has no connection to diners or the 1940s. Strange.” She explains. “He’s not the only model today, but so far, all the shots taken are all him.” 

“I wonder why.” 

Jumin comes out of the bathroom wearing a different outfit, and same after a few minutes, another outfit after the other. He changes into another outfit, but a girl wearing a pretty black dress, a white coat and heels. She was gorgeous. Jumin sat on the stool by the counter and she sat infront of him, on the counter table. They looked like a couple. 

You don’t know why, but for some reason, it made your chest heavy.

They changed into a bunch of outfits and took so many shots together. They took a shot where he posed standing straight, while she was clinging on to him, her hands were travelling his body and her face was close to his. And Jumin looked at you, his eyes locked with yours find a place to have dinner?” Jaehee, being an amazing friend, took your hand and lead me out to the street. You two had dinner at a nearby cafe. On your way back, you were walking with Jaehee, you pass by a theater. 

And the most cliche thing ever, Zen comes out. He looks around and sees you and Jaehee. He stops, your eyes travel to his, which were locked on you. It felt softer and welcoming, different from Jumin’s. “Hey.” He smiles.

You all head in the same direction, since you all lived in that direction, until you reached this street, where Jaehee and Zen were to go straight, when your apartment was a few blocks away, going left. You hug both of them goodbye, and you continue walking.

The wind felt cold, and the skies filled with clouds. You knew you had to hurry up, but your feet were killing you. 

“MC!” Someone calls out. You look behind you to check. Your heart dropped. You turn to face him. And he walks towards you. 

“Hey.” His raspy voice greets.

“Hey.” You reply.

“How are you?” He asks.

“Good. You?” You answer.

“Terrible.” He smiles. You stay silent. He looks at you. “I’m sorry.” He says. Your heart felt heavy, you look down. “MC, say something please.” His voice sounds broken. But your heart felt broken.

“Jumin.” Your eyes start watering up. “Why are you like this? You make me feel like you love me and then you break me like I’m your toy. I don’t know why you’re still coming after me. You have a thousand girls waiting for you.” Your eyes stream tears down your face, and the rain starts pouring. “I'm trying my best. Why do you always hurt me? W-why do you always do that? I do love you Jumin, more than the world, but I’ve spent so much time crying myself to sleep, hoping you’ll love me again, and when you do, you break my again. What did I ever do, Jumin?”

His eyes grew big and his face looked shocked. “MC,”

“And now I’m here, with you, standing in the rain. Where’s your yellow umbrella now? Where’s the Jumin that told me he’ll never leave me? Where’s the Jumin that held my hand? Where’s the Jumin that I wasn’t afraid to love?” Your dress was wet, your shoes were soaked, you face was stained with rain and your tears. You wipe your eyes and look at Jumin. You’ve never seen that face he was making. He looked like he didn’t know what he was going to do. 

He looked at you, and his eyes looked tired, different. You sigh and lick your lips before speaking, “Maybe we should just stop. Let’s break this for good.” Your eyes continue pour, so does the rain. 

“If that’s what you want.” He sighs, turns around and walks away.

You couldn’t help but drop on the floor. That was it. 

You walk back home, in the rain. And when you get to the apartment, Shane calls your attention.

“Have you seen this?” He shows you an article on the internet,

“JUMIN HAN AND GIRLFRIEND, MC BREAK IT OFF.”

The article was filled with lies, and harsh comments about you. It was as if they were scolding you, they were criticizing everything about you, upbraid.

[jumintales]

UPBRAID (Jumin Han) 3

HERE WE GOOO

He then pulls away, puts you down and goes to the sink to wash off.

Nothing happened.

He looks at you with those piercing eyes once again, then leaves the bathroom.

What just happened? Nothing. Nothing just happened.

You exit the room, a little tired. Make your way to the table again, where Jaehee and Zen were seated, waiting for you.

The food and toasts and speeches all finished after awhile, and it was dark out already. Zen invited you to his place, but you refused politely.

Your chest starts to hurt. 

Zen.

He took you home, wraps his arms around you and hugs you tightly, bids you goodnight, then leaves.

Jumin was still in your head. He was still breaking your heart. You didn’t know what to feel, did you?

You were hung up on the idea of Jumin and what happened. Was Jumin healthy for you? Did he even love you?

And the thought kept you up.

And out of your broken-ness. You take yourself out to walk, wearing shorts and a simple oversized shirt. And your tired feet take you to the apartment complex a few minutes away. You stood in front of the door to the flat. 

What were you doing here? Why out of all the places? 

You couldn’t get the guts to knock on the door, considering it was 1am.

You let out a breath. And looked down at your feet standing on sandals. 

You hear the door open.

“MC?”

Zen stood in front of you, confused. 

You look up to him, his hair was tied in a bun and he was wearing nothing but sweatpants. He looks at you, worried. The tears started to roll down your face. You drop on your knees, in front of him. He instantly dropped and asked if you were okay. 

Next thing you know, you were on a walk. With Zen. A cold breeze passed. 

“Here.” He puts his jacket around you.

 You felt a warmth in your heart. You felt at home.

“Are you okay?” He follows up.

You softly nod. 

“I can’t bare it.” He looks down.

“What do you mean?” You ask.

“You.”

You felt your heart skip a beat. Why? He said he couldn’t stand you. It made your heart feel heavy.

“I can’t stand it.” He continues. “I can’t stand seeing you get hurt. I can’t stand seeing you cry.” It makes me feel dead. You don’t deserve to feel that.” He sighs.

Oh. 

“Zen.” You say. 

“Don’t look at me.” He says. “You’re to pretty to cry, it makes me sad to see you like that.” 

why did you have to fall for that idiot.

You two continued to walk, until you reached the top of the hill. You two sat, being able to watch the stars and the city.

“So.” He tries to start a conversation. “You’re a little stupid for not bringing a jacket.” He giggles.

Its true though??

“Well, my feet just started walking.” You say. 

He turns away. Did you say anything wrong?

You two chat up about everything. 

“Why aren’t you dating anyone, Zen?” You ask out of the blue.

“I don’t know. I guess I’m not about that anymore.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. And there’s this girl I’ve been chasing for awhile now.”

“Hmm? She doesn’t like you back?” You ask.

“I’m not entirely sure. She does things that make my chest heat up and tighten, which isn’t really healthy but it feels good.” He smiles.

He must really be in love. 

“I’m sure she’ll fall right towards you. So, good luck with that!” You cheer him on.

“Thanks.” His smile looks assured, happy. “I’m not going to give up on her that quickly.”

“Eh? Why’d you even think of giving up” 

“Someone else is trying to get a hand of her, but he’s not exactly the best for her.” 

“I’ll cheer you on forever, Zen” You smile at him.

“I hope so.”  He closes his eyes.

A few hours later, you two end up watching the sunrise.

“Zen!” You call out. “The sunrise.”

“Oh? Wow.” He stares.

“It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” You state.

“Yes, you are.” He says. But you didn’t hear that clearly, did you?

“What?” You ask, clarifying.

“Amazing, right?” He smiles, you were almost at the edge, and he laid back on a tree, watching over you.

“Yeah.” You say, cheerfully.

“If only you knew how much beauty I see.” He whispers to himself. He calls out to you. “Breakfast?” He says, pointing out to leave.

“Yes please.” You say, with joy. You haven’t felt like this in awhile, have you? Still, it felt nice.

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He brought you to this nice diner, where you two shared the happiest breakfast you’ve had in awhile.

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