She's My Angel { A Jumin X Reader} ✓

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Chairman Han's POV
I stared at the files that were on my desk. 'Jumin is acting so strange over these files.' I thought, pouring a glass of wine from my desk. My thoughts were interrupted by a couple of light knocks. "Mr. Chairman, may I come in?" A feminine voice called out from the other side. "Yes." The door opened, revealing my son's chief assistant: Jaehee Kang. "Is this a bad time?" She asked, studying my crooked appearance. "No, you're alright. What do you need?" The woman picked up the files from my desk. "So your son has been here?" She asked, handing me in papers. "How do you know?" I asked, examining the room for security cameras that red-head friend of Jumin's may have installed. "Luciel didn't install any cameras if that's what you're wondering." She said, adjusting her crooked glasses. "You and your son are the only ones who are legally allowed to read those files." I looked down at the files in my grasp. "They're not forged. They're straight from the official court when Mr. Nicolas finances were corrupted." She said, reading my mind. "Just give it a look. Ju-, I mean, Mr. Han is doing this for the company. Not just his marriage." She escorted herself out of my office.

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Now I see why Jumin trusts her so much. Ms. Kang is such a brilliant necessity for this company. I opened the manila folder and read through each paper. My eyes widened at each and every word. 'Jumin was right!' I thought, dropping the files out of complete shock. I grabbed my cell phone and dialed my fiancé's number. "Alexandra, we need to talk."

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Jumin's POV
"Would you like some tea, Cleopatra!" My beautiful daughter asks as she poured some imaginary tea into her pink teacup. "Daddy, would you like some too!" She asked, pouring me a cup. "Yes, tea sounds lovely," I responded, receiving the cup from her. "Daddy," Victoria asked with concern in her eyes. "Yes, love?" I asked, taking a sip of the imaginary tea. "Is mommy okay? She's been in bed all day." Y/N is suffering from bad sickness. Ever since I've received that call, she's been feeling really ill. "She'll be fine, Princess," I said, keeping her from worrying. "Okay, is she just tired?" She asked, perking up. "Yes, she's just tired," I responded quickly.

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Victoria smiled and handed me one of her princess tiaras. "You have to abide by Queen Victoria's dress code, Daddy." She said giggling. I sighed and placed the tiara on my head. "Aww, you're so cute!" A squeal came from the doorway. I turned my head to see Y/N standing there in awe. My cheeks flushed red. "I'm just doing this because it's the queen's orders," I mumbled. It was no use trying to make this less awkward. Y/N pulled out her phone. "Say, cheese!!" She giggled as Victoria hugged me smiling big. The flash from her phone blinded me unexpectedly. "Oops. Sorry, Jumin." She giggled. I rolled my eyes and let out a grin. "I see you're feeling better." She nodded at my reply. "Yes, it still hurts, but I'm not nauseous anymore!" I  stood up from Victoria's pink, plastic hair (which were hard as a rock.) and crossed her fuzzy carpet to my wife. I placed a gentle kiss on her lips. "Well, it's good that you're functioning properly." A groan interrupted our romantic moment. "Get a room, you two." Victoria cringed. I walked over to her and placed a kiss on her forehead. "We are in a room, sweetie."

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Can someone make a fanart of Jumin in a princess tiara, please!!