Mystic Messenger x Reader One Shots

Fateful Mistake (Yandere!Jumin Han x Reader)

"Alright, I'll stay here. I know you will protect me from danger."

"Yes... Make it so that I don't ever escape from you, even if I wanted to."

All you ever wanted from the day you met Jumin Han was for him to make you his. You didn't mind his possessiveness. In fact, you loved it. His obsessiveness and how he controlled everything about you was a major turn on for you, but you were also ignorant.

Never once did you ever ponder on what would happen if this really wasn't what you truly wanted. You never cared to think about the decision you were making when you told Jumin to make you his - to make sure he never let you leave. It was so terribly foolish of you to give him the power to make you stay even when you wanted out. It was as if he was the devil and you just willingly handed him over your soul.

As months passed by, you begged and pleaded with him to let you go, but he never budged. He was far too gone to realize that you didn't want his twisted love anymore. He believed it was merely a game for him to prove just how much he dominated over you. He decided everything; your wardrobe, your meals, and worse of all, what he would do to you.

Nearly every night, he'd release his pent-up stress from work out on you as a form of therapeutical sex whether or not you wanted it. In the beginning, it was something you looked forward to every night, but as you grew more and more tired of being trapped here, you hated it. No matter how much you begged him to, he would never stop. If there was one thing for certain, you needed to escape.

You couldn't even worry about the fact that you had no one to go to anymore. You came to the realization that even living on the streets was better than living with Jumin. The best thing you could do was escape first and then worry about what to do from there.

As you sat down on your reading chair, you contemplated what you were about to do. There was no doubt in your mind that you wanted to escape, but the fear of what would happen if he were to catch you was overwhelming. Since he lived in the middle of a large city, it would be nearly impossible for him to find you the second you stepped foot outside. As small of a chance it may be, you still feared it would happen, but you had to take it. It was all you could do.

Slipping off the red heels he'd been forcing you to wear since the night you foolishly allowed him to be in control of you, you left them in front of the chair and grabbed your old pair of shoes that you had first arrived with. After quickly putting them on, you grabbed your cell phone and stood in front of the door of the penthouse. You gulped nervously, wondering if you really should go through with this. After exiting that door, there would be no way to get back in. You could still turn back now and pray he never finds out that you wanted to do this.

Shaking all the pessimistic thoughts out of your head, you exited his penthouse and jumped at the sound of the door closing behind you. This was it - there was no turning back now.

As you reached the lobby, you kept your head down in fear of anyone working for Jumin to see you. Your nerves never calmed until you finally stepped foot outside of the building unnoticed. This was it... You managed to escape! You realized you weren't completely in the clear until you were miles away from that building, but you couldn't help but rejoice. After months of being trapped, you were finally free. The sunlight, the fresh air, the sounds of people and cars; it was all refreshing.

You ended up walking around for almost an hour wondering what you should do and where you should go. It was too risky to seek out the help of one of the RFA members due to their close connection to Jumin. It was unknown to you what Jumin told them of your disappearance, but to your knowledge, not even one of them came looking for you. It was farfetched to believe they all played a part in your living arrangement with him, but clinging to the hope that they would help you was too risky for your taste. For you, it felt safer seeking the help of a stranger than any of your previous friends.

During your walk, something finally happened that made your stomach drop; a phone call from Jumin. You fearfully stared at your phone wondering what you should do. The last thing you wanted was to hear his voice again, but on the other hand, he would immediately know something was wrong if you failed to answer. Answering was your safest bet.

"Hello?" you answered, trying your best not to sound afraid.

"Hello, my love. Are you okay?" he asked, a hint of worry in his voice.

"Of course. Why wouldn't I be?"

"The tracker in the shoes shows that you haven't moved from your spot all day," he said. "Did you disobey me and take off the shoes?"

"N-no! I-I've just been sitting here reading a book. I-I'm fine, I promise."

Fear was so evidently placed in your voice and you had no control over it. There was no way to contain the fear you had for this man.

"(Y/N), I want you to walk in those shoes now."

You suddenly stopped walking and even stopped breathing momentarily. A tsunami of fear suddenly overwashed you.

"B-but I just want to finish r-reading-"

"Do it now, (Y/N)," he ordered sternly.

Without wasting a single moment, you hung up the phone and started running. He never even tried calling you back, but why bother? He wasn't an idiot - he realized by now what you did. Now that he found out, you knew that you had limited time. Knowing him and the wealth he possessed, he'd have everyone he could out looking for you. It was too dangerous to be among other people; almost any one of them could be working for him.

Making a turn into an abandoned alleyway, you collapsed against a wall and tried desperately to regain your breath. It was so terribly hard to run after having no exercise for the past few months. Perhaps fearing something like this would happen was the reason why Jumin refused to allow you to exercise. It certainly did make you even weaker than you already were.

As the sky grew darker and darker, you yearned to sleep. As filthy as the alleyway was, it was the safest spot for you at the moment. Not one person made their way through since you claimed the spot and you had your doubts that anyone would. Before your body's need for sleep could overcome your brain's logic to stay awake, something caused you to jump up.

The sound of a bottle being kicked from far down the alleyway caused your fear to come back again. Peeping your head around the side of the trashcan you were sitting besides, you noticed the silhouette of a man standing there. He didn't seem to be facing you, but that didn't dull your fear in the slightest.

Slowly standing up, you started to quietly walk backwards, never once taking your eyes off the man in front of you. Little did you realize that while you kept all your attention on the person who didn't even see you, you never even noticed the person who did coming from behind you until it was too late. An arm suddenly wrapped around your neck from behind and before you could scream, a damp rag was roughly pressed against your nose. Struggling proved to be useless once you inhaled the strongly scented chemicals and before you knew it, everything went black.

When you finally began to come to, you were surprised and scared to find yourself chained to a bed. The metal handcuffs painfully dug into the flesh of your wrists and ankles every time you moved. There was no way to escape this.

A fearful whimper escaped your throat when Jumin suddenly entered the room, his face looking dark. It was obvious he wasn't pleased with what you did and the look on his face alone was enough to make you regret ever trying to escape him. As he slowly got on top of your bound body, he trailed a finger lightly down your throat before suddenly choking you.

"You made a fateful mistake trying to escape me, my love," he told you before releasing his grasp on your throat, allowing you to desperately gasp for air. "Now I have to punish my kitten so it will never happen again."

All you could do was scream.