#zen x mc

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[juminsmysticmc]

RFA X Mc who doesn't want to get touched

Could you please make a RFA + minor trio reaction to "don't touch me" MC? Like she avoids being touched even if it's just a hug or a hand on the arm/shoulder/hand due to several traumas (not necessarily specified) I would love if it was an angsty start like they don't understand at first or whatever but finished with fluff, or MC slowly accepting being touched. Thank you! You're awesome BTW! I love your stories.

This request was ( apparently ) sent to me 'cause I have this saved on my Google Docs for ages but I can't seem to find this? I hope you will see this writing as you won't get a notification... I only wrote the RFA since I'm still struggling with feeling motivated 🥲

Jumin

Jumin always made an effort not to cross boundaries. He respected your privacy and never wanted to make you uncomfortable. But when the woman his father had arranged for him to meet arrived, something in him betrayed that promise — his lips pressed to yours before he could stop it.

You endured it until she left, but afterward Jumin watched you melt into yourself. You pressed a hand to your cheek as if to cool it, and then, quietly and sharp: “Don’t touch me.” You slipped into one of his rooms and closed the door.

Jumin was stunned. He hadn’t even had a chance to apologize. Regret flooded him — shame at what had happened, and a deep, aching worry that he had hurt you in a way he could never take back. From then on he noticed every small retreat: when he reached for your hand, when he tried to pat your head, you always stepped back or hissed at him.

At first he feared it was the forced kiss that injured you, but later you told him there were other reasons. You confessed, “I wanted to enjoy the kiss, but I couldn’t.”

“MC… I will never force you to do anything,” Jumin promised, voice steady. “No kissing, no touching — not unless you want it. I will be patient. I will help you, until you are ready to welcome my touch on your own terms.”

Zen

“DON’T touch me!” you hissed when you stayed over at his place and Zen slowly tried to get closer.

It had only been a small gesture — maybe just a pat on your hand, maybe he’d been about to hold it. He wasn’t even sure himself, only that something between the two of you felt like it was becoming more. But apparently, he was wrong.

You trembled afterward, and neither of you brought it up again. Later that night you slipped quietly into his room, not because you wanted to be close, but because you wanted to hide how much the moment had broken you — how scared you were, how much weight that reaction carried. Zen didn’t question it, and eventually your heartbeat calmed. When it was time to leave, even with Jumin’s driver waiting, you lingered longer than you should have. But eventually you went “home,” carrying a storm of mixed feelings about his action and your own reaction.

Days passed. And then the unthinkable happened. Unknown had you trapped, his presence suffocating, his words twisting into your mind until you were hyperventilating. Zen was there, watching with fury burning in his eyes, desperate to tear you free. He fought, he helped, and finally you managed to escape.

The next thing you remembered was lying in Zen’s arms, still trembling.

“I’m sorry you had to go through that again, MC,” he whispered, keeping his hands carefully to himself as he tried to comfort you with nothing but words. “I understand now… why you reacted that way, that night. I’m so sorry.”

You looked up at him, your voice small but certain. “Zen… I feel like with you, maybe this trauma could finally end.”

Yoosung

Yoosung had imagined your first dance a thousand ways: your hand in his, his hand at your waist, both of you lost in the moment. Instead, when he reached for your hand, you slapped it away and then fled, murmuring “I’m sorry” over and over.

No one knew what had happened. Yoosung only knew he’d hurt the person he liked, and he couldn’t stand not knowing why. He followed you out to the balcony.

“I don’t like men touching me,” you said quietly, like the words were a wound. “I’m sorry. I will never… get over it.”

Yoosung’s eyes shone. “I’ll wait forever,” he whispered. The earnestness in his voice cracked something open in you — not everything, but enough that, with tears in your eyes, you felt you might be able to tell him a little of what you’d been carrying.

Jaehee

“MC, do you want dinner yet?” Jaehee asked, reaching to rest a hand on your shoulder. The touch made you flinch. You gasped, ready to snap, but you swallowed it back.

Jaehee noticed. Her fingers dropped away, confusion and concern crossing her face. “Are you hurt?” she asked gently, and before she realized she did it again — a cautious attempt to reassure you. “Don’t touch me,” you said through clenched teeth.

Jaehee looked embarrassed and startled, then immediately ashamed. She stepped back, throat working. “I’m sorry… I thought—” she faltered, unable to finish. Instead of anger, you felt a wave of sadness at how painful the moment had become for both of you.

You sat down and, when you were ready, began to explain — why touch frightened you, how deep the reflex went. Jaehee listened with care, nodding, tears welling. “Do you want this to change?” she asked. When you nodded, she promised to help, reading up, seeking counseling resources, supporting you step by step until one day she could touch you without causing panic.

Saeyoung

Tears tracked down your cheeks, mascara smudged, hands trembling while Saeyoung held his own wrist as if steadying himself. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” you kept saying, the words a prayer and a confession. You curled on the floor with your knees to your chest and watched him.

“I’m the one who was wrong,” he said with a half-smile that didn’t reach his eyes. He was furious inside — at himself for causing pain to his brother, at the world for everything that had happened, and now at himself again for hurting you. He’d read your medical notes; he knew you couldn’t bear touch. He knew, and yet he’d reached out.

Saeyoung dropped to his knees so you’d have to meet his face. “Look at me,” he said softly. “Look me in the eyes.” Then, trying to keep the mood light and safe, he added, “Normally I’d cup your chin in romance novels, so… do it yourself.” You let out a laugh through your tears.

“I will wait for you,” he promised. “I’ll stay. I’ll support you. If you never want to be touched, I’ll build a robot to do it for me.” He swallowed and then smiled, earnest and a little ridiculous, the way he always was. “Nothing is your fault. So please — smile for me.”

You did. It was small, shaky, but real. And in that moment his patience felt like an anchor.

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the rfa spins the bottle!

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[mystmesstolemysoul]

What if MC had no choice but to reset? What if, after enough cycles through each story, they know exactly which night they'll go to sleep next to their love then wake up all alone with a text telling them to go to an address they already know by heart. What if MC was cursed with repeating the same events over and over again, falling in love but never getting to grow beyond a certain point with the love of their life?

(lil drabble below the cut. There's a little bit of reset theory sprinkled in, along with a smidge of reference to a song I think goes with MysMes perfectly)

Which guy I'm talking about is intentionally vague so you can imagine your fave <3

Angst with a happy? bittersweet? ending

Not proofread, I don't have time for that shit, sorry lol

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The first time it happened, it was jarring. A panic setting in as you woke up, back in your old old apartment, no sign of him anywhere. Had it all been a dream? Surely not.

Then came the text, and it all came flooding back. What was happening?

You were less fearful this time as you walked up to Rika's apartment, even knowing all that you did now about the mysterious circumstances that had brough you here.

When they, the RFA, your family, greeted you as a stranger, it stung in a painfully nostalgic way. Had they really forgotten all about you? But it wasn't that; they hadn't known you in the first place.

You did some things differently, this time around. You gave more attention to one of the members that you'd brushed off the first time. Confusion clouded you on day five when everything began to drift away from the story you remembered. Despite this change, your new bachelor managed to sweep you off your feet, though you always felt guilty whenever he, your lover from the first time, called or texted. You felt guilty having to push him away to stay loyal to your new man.

You had almost forgotten about that jarring day when everything had reset. Almost. Until it happened again. You were more prepared this time, but felt almost exceedingly empty as you read the text asking for your help. You wanted to ignore it, to stop this toying with your heart. But you knew you couldn't stay away from the RFA. You were bound, heart and soul. So you did as 'Unknown' asked.

You began to dread it more and more each new route, never knowing when you were going to wake up alone and start the cycle all over again. It became numbing. Heartbreaking. But you could never stay away.

Eventually, you'd seen every possible way it could end. There had been a time you'd hoped to find a road that wouldn't end. A path that wouldn't lead to you waking up alone, forced to greet your closest friends as new strangers. But you'd long since given that up.

You'd seen every success, every possible failure. Felt every swell of new love, every shattering heartbreak. Made friends, made enemies, just for it all to be washed away.

There was a time when you'd begun to intentionally run everything into the ground. It was easier to repeat random 5-day loops than to go months, years, before having it all ripped away from you. But bringing them heartbreak hurt you more.

You were careful now. So careful. Especially with him.

You could never bring yourself to be careless with him. You didn't know why, but after a while, he began to stick out to you more than all the rest. No matter which path you walked, he always caught your eye. The way he said things, his way of thinking, how he tried to look out for you in his own little way.

So you pursued him. You'd won his heart before, many times, but you did it again with a purpose. You knew it wouldn't last. You knew one day, you'd wake up and it would all be over. But you loved him. You really loved him. And when the night came that you knew would be the last, you tried desperately not to sleep. But it was as if some curse took over you, forcing your eyes to close. When you awoke, it was all gone.

But you wouldn't let that stop you. Again, you followed him, your north star, your guiding light. Again, you won his heart. And again, you woke up. It was the third time when you noticed something different. Just a moment. A spark. A faint look in his eyes when you saw him face to face, some wondrous shock, as if he couldn't believe you'd chosen him. More than that usual look in his eyes when he saw you for what you believed to be his first time.

But the look wasn't enough for you to say something. Not yet. But a fourth time, you chose him. Then a fifth. Till finally, on the sixth time through, he gave you a look as if you'd gone insane, and he loved you for it. You'd asked without thinking. "You remember, don't you?"

He hadn't had to speak a word for you to know the answer. You knew him too well. He woke up alone, the same as you. And you loved him fiercer. Again and again and again, determined now to always choose him. No matter how repetitive, no matter how painful, you couldn't choose anyone but him, knowing he'd have to watch you fall in love with another man if you chose any other path.

When the fateful night settled in, wrapped up in each others arms, you were silent. You both knew what this night meant. When the daylight comes I'll have to go. You felt his tears trickle into your hair. "I don't wanna start all over."

And you didn't either. "I know, baby, I know." You held him so close, promising, "I'll choose you. I'll always choose you." And you meant it. You'd never be able to make it through now without him. You had him, now, and you weren't letting go.

And when the daylight comes I'll have to go, but tonight I'm gonna hold you so close, 'cause in the daylight we'll be on our own, but tonight I'm gonna hold you so close.

[taes-kookie-blog]

MYSTIC MESSENGER CHARACTERS REACT TO YOU SAYING 'IM PREGNANT'

POV you tell the characters you're pregnant as a prank...

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YOOSUNG

Y/N: I'm pregnant...

Yoosung: WHAAAA?!?!??!!

Yoosung: Y/N we're too young to have a baby!!!! Yoosung: Ah, I mean, your body your choice! T_T I didn't mean it like that!!!!! Yoosung: We'll figure this outtogethre

Yoosung: Sorry playinf LOLOL hold on

Yoosung: SEVEN Y/N'S PREGNANT IM FREAKIGN OIUT

Yoosung: AHHHHH WRONGPERSON Y/N IMSORRY

Y/N: It's a prank ㅋㅋㅋ

Yoosung: Y/NNNN YOU SCARED ME T_T

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JUMIN

Y/N: I'm pregnant....

Jumin: Thank you for contacting Jumin Han. This is an automated response. He will get back to you shortly.

*17 hours later* Jumin: Y/N, I got the message.

Jumin: I've arranged for you to move in immediately, whether we share a room or not is up to you.

Jumin: My driver is on the way to you now, don't stress about packing your belongings. I can organize to have them delivered.

Jumin: We can discuss this further once you're here safe. In the meantime, I'll arrange a meeting with my father to discuss marriage arrangements.

Y/N: It was a prank....

Jumin: *read*

Jumin: *4 hours later* That wasn't funny, Y/N. Please stop hanging around Yoosung and 707.

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707

Y/N: I'm pregnant...

707: lolololol

707: really? what should we name it~

707: lolol how about a mix of our names? like renesmee in twilight

707: u think u can blend honey buddha chips to make baby food?~

Y/N: It was a prank...

707: i know. LOLOLOL

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ZEN

Y/N: I'm pregnant...

*12 missed calls*

Zen: Y/N????

Zen: Y/N, are you serious? haha;;

Zen: I'll be in a scandal... aish...

Zen: Our child might break the internet with its good looks. lol

Zen: You keeping it?

Y/N: It was a prank....

Zen: Heol;; Y/N, I was about to text my publicist;;

Zen: I guess it's a good thing. Our child would be too beautiful for the world to handle~ lol

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JAEHEE

Y/N: I'm pregnant...

Jaehee: What?

Jaehee: Hm.

Jaehee: Y/N, we never spoke about raising a child. Why so sudden?

Jaehee: My work hours are long these days, I'm not sure if I can handle a child so suddenly like this. Ah;;

Jaehee: Do you plan on being a stay at home mother? I don't see another way for this to work.

Y/N: It was a prank...

Jaehee: Ah..... Y/N, you shouldn't scare me like that... I'm so tired I thought I was imagining things..;;

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SAERAN

Y/N: I'm pregnant...

Saeran: HAH.... pregnant...

Saeran: Is that true, pet...?

Saeran: I'll have Rika bring in something to fix this.

Saeran: It's no good to have a pregnant toy, is it? This was supposed to be a last resort.. hah

Saeran: *comes in and kicks ur stomach to abort the baby*

Y/N: *coughs up blood* it.. it was a prank...

Saeran: A prank? HAH........ Hah... when did my toy get so mischevious.... I think I'll punish you for this... *locks the door*

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[hecalledme-jagi]

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