#zoerumira

[ishallexit]

And the background version one ! But it looks so bland 😭😭

(Backroom version of social Rumi that is making poor Zoey and Mira extremely jealous!)😵‍💫🙀

[creechurficator]

I made them :3 I just finished adding some details.

Do not separate!

[skrimpchips]

To be honest, I like the idea of Rumi being a bit of an artist. She has her own sketchbook and stuff for art. Most of it was filled with plants she thought were pretty, but once she met Zoey and Mira, their faces were pretty much everywhere in her sketchbooks

[tigerwolfdemon21]

Mira&Zoey hiding in a bush during one of Rumi's meet ups with Jinu.

Mira: I can see what's happening.

Zoey: what?

Mira: and they don't have a clue!

Zoey: who?

Mira: they'll fall in love and here's the bottom line. Our trio's down to two.

Zoey: oh.

[ribbon-heartwise]

I just finished watching Kpop Demon Hunters. HOLY SHIT I UNDERSTAND THE HYPE NOW.

[dismas-n-dismay]

AU where Rumi is trying to impress and pick up Zoey and Mira and she’s says she has a hellcat just to pull up riding Derpy (this is much better than if she had a real hell cat and twice as funny)

[gothmothsoupbroth]

Chapters: 16/? Fandom: KPop Demon Hunters (2025) Relationships: Mira/Rumi/Zoey (KPop Demon Hunters) Characters: Rumi (KPop Demon Hunters), Zoey (KPop Demon Hunters), Mira (KPop Demon Hunters), Bobby (KPop Demon Hunters), Jinu (KPop Demon Hunters), Abby (KPop Demon Hunters), Baby (KPop Demon Hunters), Mystery (KPop Demon Hunters), Romance (KPop Demon Hunters), Celine (KPop Demon Hunters) Additional Tags: Slow Burn, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Friends to Lovers, Mutual Pining, Rumi Needs a Hug (KPop Demon Hunters), Touch-Starved Rumi (KPop Demon Hunters), Rumi is self conscious about her patterns, Zoey thinks that the three are already in a relationship and doesn't understand why Rumi is suddenly pulling away, Useless Lesbians, Polytr/x, polytrix, Mira is intent on pushing these feelings down and is failing miserably, Rumi is bisexual, Miscommunication, Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Eventual Smut Summary:

Every since Zoey and Mira found out about her patterns, Rumi's noticed that their dynamic is... different.

Rumi tries to chalk it up to her seeing what their friendship is like when she's not building up walls, but it's a little more intimate that she thought it would be. Not only that, but she begins to suspect that Mira and Zoey might be romantically involved, and something about that makes her jealous, but she can't figure out what.

Mira is convinced that Rumi is still hiding something other than her patterns. All she knows is that it has something to do with the three of them.

Zoey thinks that all three are already dating and is trying to get Rumi to be more open to affection from the two of them, but she still seems apprehensive.

[4marionetist4]

Christmas traditions

Rumi and Mira had never really been attached to any special dates growing up. Birthdays went by with nothing more than a few pats on the shoulder—or sometimes nothing at all. The day always ended up feeling just like any other. For a child, that kind of neglect hurt, but as they got older, they learned to hide it. To expect nothing. That way, there was no room for disappointment.

Maybe that wasn’t the best explanation to give Zoey, though. She couldn’t quite understand why they weren’t excited about her idea to cover the penthouse in string lights and wreaths so colorful that Mira felt her head ache just at the thought.

“You’ve never done a Christmas movie marathon?” Zoey asked, as if it were a personal offense. “That’s basically heresy.”

And, just like that, the penthouse was overflowing with Christmas decorations. Mira couldn’t take two steps without bumping into another annoyingly cheerful Santa Claus figurine smiling back at her. Rumi, who had woken up earlier, was already helping Zoey decorate a plastic tree that definitely hadn’t been there the day before.

“When did you buy all of this?” she asked, watching dozens of purple, pink, and blue ornaments already hanging from the green branches. Candy cane decorations dangled between them.

“Nothing a quick trip to the department store can’t fix,” Zoey sang, wrapping a white garland around the tree.

“It’s actually kind of fun doing this,” Rumi admitted, placing another ornament carefully.

Zoey shot her a look that said: Told you so.

Mira couldn’t help the small smile tugging at her lips as she finally joined the two of them in decorating.

▽

The movies weren’t as bad as they thought they’d be. Some of the songs were still stuck in their heads later that evening as they sat in the kitchen, Zoey preparing hot chocolates piled high with marshmallows.

Mira was still trying to get used to all the lights and colors spread through the house, but there was something chaotic and warm about the whole scene. She bit the inside of her cheek, staring at the marshmallows floating in her cup, and wondered—more than she wanted to—what it would’ve been like to grow up with something like this. But the images wouldn’t fit together. Any scrap of warmth had been left behind in the gray walls of the house she grew up in. It was a world apart.

When she lifted her eyes to Rumi, sitting across the kitchen island, she immediately knew the vocalist was thinking the same. Back then, Celine and Rumi had been too focused on strengthening Honmoon and breaking through Rumi’s patterns to ever stop and hang up a single string of lights.

“So?” Zoey asked a little louder than necessary, her wide smile betraying how excited she was to share her Christmas traditions with her girlfriends. “What do you think? I didn’t go too overboard, right? You’re not like, having a Christmas overdose, are you?”

Mira and Rumi laughed together, finding it adorable how Zoey’s cheeks flushed a deeper red. She tried to cover it up with a sip of hot chocolate.

“It’s… a little hard to keep up with,” Rumi admitted first. “But it’s still fun.”

“Yeah… what other traditions do you have up your sleeve?” Mira added, raising an eyebrow.

“Well…” Zoey dragged out the word, a mischievous spark in her eyes. “I could show you my favorite one…”

▽

Rumi expected a scene straight out of one of those movies, but she didn’t expect to actually see a mistletoe hanging over Zoey’s bedroom door. It was a surprisingly pleasant discovery. Her cheeks burned, but the smile on her face was impossible to hold back.

Mira was the first to step forward, hands firm on Zoey’s waist as she pulled her closer. Zoey’s fingers slipped into Mira’s hair before closing the distance completely. Mira squeezed her waist tighter, as if every inch apart was unbearable. A shiver ran through her when Zoey tugged gently at her hair.

When they finally parted, Mira understood why people in those movies always seemed so thrilled on Christmas morning.

She only leaned back enough for Rumi to take her place. The vocalist’s touch was hesitant but warm; Zoey cupped her face in both hands, her perfectly kept nails brushing her cheeks as she leaned in. Rumi’s eyes fluttered shut the second Zoey’s lips pressed against hers.

Her arms wrapped around Zoey’s neck, pulling her closer, while Mira’s soft giggle echoed nearby as she played with a strand of her own hair, clearly enjoying the view.

“So, I guess you liked that one?” Zoey tried to sound playful, but the uneven edge to her voice gave her away.

Mira and Rumi nodded in unison, making Zoey’s proud grin grow even wider. She placed a quick kiss on Mira’s cheek, then one on Rumi’s, before bounding back toward the kitchen with renewed energy.

“Then I guess it’s time for me to teach you my cookie recipes. We can even make it a decorating contest!”

She marched away as if she’d been training her whole life for this mission.

Mira and Rumi had grown up without any traditions to make the date feel special, but Zoey made them want to look forward to the next one. Mira turned to follow her, but felt Rumi’s firm hand wrap around her wrist.

The amused smile on the taller girl’s face was all the answer she needed.

“Need something?” Mira teased, brushing her lips against Rumi’s cheek just to watch the blush deepen.

The answer came in the form of a kiss. Mira cupped her face, thumbs caressing her cheeks as Rumi wrapped her arms tighter around her neck, pulling her impossibly close.

“Didn’t think I’d ever like this holiday as much as I do now…” Rumi whispered, her eyes sparkling.

Mira just nodded, her heart light, in complete agreement.