mystic messenger oneshots

lifeline | jumin

tw: self-harm & bullying !

the sound of the raindrops tapping against the windows made you felt even more lonely than you already were.

lying on the bed, you stared towards the ceiling, tears threatening to flow out of your eyes.

"why me?"

was the only thing you could blurt out from your mouth.

it had been going on for months. you knew you had to tell someone about it, especially jumin but you didn't want him to have an extra burden as if his work hadn't given him enough stress yet.

he barely comes home and even if he does, it's always after midnight.

those girls posted things about you online, mocked you and even talked about your insecurities.

they knew you had jumin. they thought you only wanted him for his money but they were wrong.

you didn't care about that. you just loved him for the way he is. he was loveable as a person.

you were fragile and weak since young and of course those girls took it to their advantage. they would threaten you for money and when you refused, you'd be beaten up, they used the same methods to keep you from telling anyone.

jumin would've never noticed it because he was always not at home. he's either on an overseas trip or he would work overtime at his office.

you felt worthless. you wanted to end it.

you threw your phone onto the couch and ran into the kitchen, grabbed the knife and slit your wrist. you winced at the pain but you knew this was nothing compared to what you were going through.

you sight became blurry and soon, it was nothing but pitch black.

-

"damn... it's that late already? I should get home and surprise my darling."

"a..ah? mr han? you're leaving?"

"yes, assistant kang, leave all the documents on my desk, i'll work on them tomorrow."

"yes, mr han."

-

"darling, i'm home!"

jumin walked around the house, looking for you, only to see your phone lying on the couch, he unlocked your phone only to see messages that were directed towards you.

"oh god no."

jumin quickened his pace and arrived at the kitchen, only to see you motionless on the ground.

he shouted your name,

"oh god why ?"

he hugged you close to him, not caring that your blood had stained his shirt.

-

"i'm sorry... she lost too much blood. we did our best..."

"no...no...no..." jumin was in denial.

"jumin..." seven muttered.

you were gone. no one could believe it. you seemed so happy. who would've known you were only covering up your pain?

"damn it !" jumin punched the wall in frustration.

he lost his loved one, the only one who understood him.

everyone had prepared for your funeral.

jumin who seemed to have no emotions was crying. he didn't care about his image now, he just wanted you back.

but he had to face the truth. you're  never coming back.

"hyung..."

yoosung ran up to him,

"she isn't gone, she would always be there wouldn't she?"

he pointed at jumin's heart.

"she would always be in all of our hearts."