oneshots for so mun (the uncanny counter)!! started: aug 12, 2023. finished: january 14th, 2024.. includes: fluff, angst, violence/fighting. so mun x reader. proper spelling and grammar. [some of these oneshots will closely follow the plot of s2 and...
╔══════════════════╗ PT. 1 ✎ miss me? ╚══════════════════╝
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You weren't usually worried about Mun. He was the ace of the team, one of the strongest, smartest, most stable counters you had ever met. He went into every mission determined to catch the evil spirit and he rarely failed.
But usually you were right beside him while he did it. Being there and fighting with him let you make sure he was okay— it allowed you a sense of security knowing that you could protect him if he needed it. But you weren't on the mission right now and it was starting to really freak you out.
You were prepared to go fight the evil spirit with the rest of the team as soon as Hana had spotted it, but you had sustained serious injuries from the last level 3 evil spirit the day before that even Ms. Chu wasn't able to completely heal.
You knew your boyfriend only did it out of worry and care and love for you— making you stay behind on the mission, promising that he and the rest of the team would be okay and back by your side soon, encouraging you to rest up and not worry about him. But how could you possibly do that? He was the only thing on your mind from the second he left.
At first you thought of how he must be having some fun kicking some evil spirit's ass. He probably looked really good while doing it, too. With his sarcastic comments and little celebrations whenever he did something that looked like it should be out of a superhero movie. He was adorable on and off the battlefield.
But as the hours went on and he still wasn't back, your thoughts became more worried. What if the evil spirit was actually a level 3? What if Hana had seen wrong? What if he was injured or got separated from the team? There were too many variables in these types of fights. Every day, Mun and the team put their lives at stake to catch another evil spirit, and every success came with struggles. It was rewarding and so so worth it, but the risk was immense.
You could see it just by looking at yourself. How you still felt dizzy and lightheaded if you even stood up too quickly. How your body still ached even after Ms. Chu healing all your big injuries - stitching your body back together from its broken, bruised, and bleeding state. You got worried whenever Mun got so much as a scratch on him. What if he came back seriously injured?
On top of the obvious concerns about his safety the longer the night went on, you realized it had been storming for at least 20 minutes. You hoped the fight was taking place somewhere sheltered. The tracksuits were pretty good at keeping you warm, but amidst a heavy storm in the middle of the night, it wouldn't be enough.
You felt pitiful, sitting there on your bed wrapped in a blanket when all you could do was wait. Worrying as much as you did for Mun was almost laughable. He was more than capable of taking care of himself. Ever since Cheongsin, he had only improved, and now could use his psychokinesis to its full potential.
He could beat every single counter on the team in training (except on the occasions were he purposefully let you win). A level 2 shouldn't be too hard for him, right? Right. You needed to stop worrying so much about your boyfriend. He would come back. He always did.
And it seemed the conclusion to your hours of thinking brought just that. You heard the door to the noodle shop open, the bells jingling and loud sighs echoing through the building. You smiled. From their voices, nobody seemed particularly hurt.
"Unnie's gang did it again." Motak could be heard, and you could clearly picture his satisfied grin along with Ms. Chu's scoff.
"You're one to celebrate when you almost screwed up the entire mission. So Mun did most of the work." Hana patted Mun firmly on the back.
"I'll go check up on Y/n. She's probably worried about me. Good work, guys." Mun was quick to dismiss himself from the rest of the group and hurry up the stairs earning teasing comments about how lovesick he was.
"Baby," He called even before he had opened the door, taking his place right next to you as fast as he could. "Miss me?"
"No, of course not." You lied, eyes and elated smile giving you away. "You're all wet." You mumbled, running a hand through his soaked hair.
"I tried to ask the evil spirit to stop fighting and go to the closest abandoned building, but he didn't want to." Mun laughed with a shrug.
"Just a second-" You stood up to grab a towel from the bathroom, holding it over your hands and drying Mun's hair as if he was a small child.
"I can do it myself, you know?" He complained with his eyes closed.
"I know, but I wanted to."
"Cause you missed me?"
"Maybe just a little?"
"I bet you were thinking about me the entire time I was gone." He insisted.
"So what if I was?" You asked, giving his hair one last pat with the towel and dropping it on the floor.
"Then I would tell you that I love you and probably kiss you?" He whispered, sneaking his arms around your waist and pulling you down on top of his lap smoothly. You flushed, your cheeks turning a bright red. Mun just laughed, cupping one of your cheeks with his hand.
"Shut up." You mumbled, trying to think of anything other than your boyfriend at the current moment.
"I love you." As soon as the words flowed out of his mouth, his lips reached yours in a kiss just like he said.
