[Mystic Messenger] Han Jumin - You're Perfect, Babe

Imperfect, Perfect You

You couldn't help but notice.
Staring at the mirror, naked. You saw all your flaws.
Your fat rolls, your meaty thighs. You had a fault with everything.
Your mind filled with disgust, hatred and frustration, you decided to sleep it off.
"I'll skip my meals tomorrow... I need to... Need to lose some weight... "
You slid on your shirt, lost in thought.
That moment, there was a knock on the door. You heard the door knob turn.
"Honey..?"
You panicked, pulling up your shorts as fast as you could.
"Y-Yes?!"
Jumin peeked into the room, glancing around before setting his eyes on you.
"Is there something wrong, my love?"
You looked at his... Flawless face, flawless hair. "I'm fine...!"

You weren't.
And he noticed.

He swung open the door, and he noticed a measuring tape on the bed and a weighing machine on the floor.

Immediately, he almost shouts, "What's going on?"

You felt guilty for lying, for hiding, but you weren't about to tell him about your insecurities.
"N-Nothing!!" You stepped back, grabbing the measuring tape into your hands.

Jumin stormed over.
Your heart almost stopped. Your eyes were watering. But he can't... He can't find out...

He grabbed your shoulders tightly, and raised his voice.
"What is going on?!"

There was silence.

Suddenly, you felt warmth trickling down your cheeks. "I-I... " You choked back your tears.

He grabbed you, tightly. He made sure you weren't going to go anywhere.

"I-I'm sorry... What's wrong, honey? Tell me, please... "

Comforted by his warmth, you opened up.
"Every time... I see the women around you... I get jealous. They're perfect, their skin is smooth and pale, their bodies are curvy and luscious."
His grip tightened.
"And you... Your hair is perfect, your everything is perfect... I can't help but worry... That I'll lose you... That I'm not good enough for you... "
Unable to hold back your tears anymore, you tried to go on.
"And... And... I don't want to lose you!! I want to be perfect for you... I want to be beautiful to you..."

"THAT'S ENOUGH. "

Silence filled the room for a few seconds, he then continued.

"You're not pale, you're not curvy... But you're beautiful. You're amazing... Even after all that has happened, you're still with me... When I lost Elizabeth 3rd, you helped me through... I love you, my precious."

He loosened his grip and took a step back.

"You're gorgeous, stunning, and I have to admit... I'm afraid of losing you too..."

His warm breath felt comforting, you never thought he'd say something like this.

"Honey... You'll never lose me. Even if I have to beg my father, or his wife... I'll make sure we're together, happily... "

Leaning closer to you, he wanted to feel your soft lips. Resting your hands on his cheeks, you closed your eyes and pushed your lips against his.

"Baby, you're... Perfect the way you are. "