Let Me Be Greedy | Jumin X Reader

Let Me Be Greedy | Jumin x Reader

Summary: Jumin proposes to you with the sweetest words he practiced over and over.

Whenever both of you spent quality time, it was frequently spent in the rooftop garden that the penthouse had. Being nature lovers, the both of you treasured the place. “There’s a special sort of peace that is only found in the abundance of nature,” as Jumin claimed 2 months ago when he had the gardener plant all sorts of flowers so that they would bloom in every season.

After a date that lasted the whole day, Jumin told you that he had a surprise for you up there, and was acting all uncharacteristically nervous. Something’s up, you feel, seeing how he’s not fiddling with his cufflinks, but something inside his coat pocket.

“I know it’s a bit late to be out in the garden,” he begins as you open the doors to the rooftop, “But it’ll be worth it, I promise.”

You laugh at his words, "Jumin, you don’t need to persuade me into seeing what you have planned. I’m curious though, to think what sort of surprise that made you so nervous like this?”

You look out to the garden. It was a summer night but the roses were full in bloom, their smell permeating the garden. Stringed lights shined the way to the gazebo, illuminating something different from before. There’s a row of rose petals that lined both sides of the pathway along with silver star streamers intertwining with the string lights. The whole place is decorated with red heart-shaped balloons, and even more streamers connecting them. You look back at Jumin with wide eyes, mouth gaping wide open. He earnestly smiles at you, seeing how bewildered he got you.

Jumin gently clasps your hand and leads you to the gazebo. Your mind is still not over the distracting decorations, he really went all out.

“I know you’re not one for dramatics, so I picked a ‘low-key’ place we both enjoy,” Jumin explains, “I know I’ve done this before but I want to do it properly for you. I was a bit too hasty the first time.” He chuckles, and you do as well.

Jumin sighs and gathers your hands in his as he begins his speech.

“In all of my life, I haven’t had a single chance to experience what everyone was so obsessively celebrating. I deemed myself as someone who wouldn’t need or even was worthy to experience such an emotion, but I was undeniably wrong when I met you, [ ]. This love I feel for you was something that I never knew I could create with my own heart.”

Jumin kneels down while grabbing a ring box from his coat pocket. Your eyes widen in shock and happiness. You knew where this was leading with the heartfelt speech and balloons, but it still surprised you all the same.

“The time we spent together was 3 years, but my love, let me be a little more greedy. I want it all. I want us to share all of our days, our months, and our years together if you give me the chance to. ”

“Please marry me, [ ]”

—————————————————————————————————

The two of you lovingly stare at each other’s eyes. All of your friends and family sit waiting for your vows. You squeeze his hands to get the nervousness off you.

“I love the sassy, adorable, and stoic you I’ve grown to know. I love the vulnerable self who you hate the most, Jumin. And I will always continue to love the person who stands beside me. I adore each side you show me, and I can’t wait to spend my life seeing more. How I found you in this time, in this place, even in this reality is an absolute miracle.”

You cup your hand on his cheek, and he immediately melts in deeper. Both of you gaze into each other’s eyes, caught up with each other’s vows and forgetting the world around you.

“I’m so happy to be with you, Jumin. I couldn’t have imagined anyone else otherwise. Let me be greedy too, my love. I want you, all of you. Your time, your wrinkles, your habits. I want to experience it all with you. I love you, Jumin.”

listen some ppl don’t want fren. i’m not one of those ppl i want fren they don’t that just means more fren for me

WELL FUCK ITS TIME TO MOURN

ppl are aware now i need them to act

it’s not enough for my work to be like “yes we know you have MDD” now i need my work to say “and we will allow you 2 long lunches a month to see your councilor without harassing you about missing a collective 1 hour of work”

is that so much to ask? to be allowed 2 medical visits a month without guilt shame and threats?

mental health awareness is over we need acceptance dude. maybe less of mental health matters and more of actually giving a shit about people who struggle daily and doing something to make the collective better as a whole

Hi! Can I request,,,Jumin + Kissing in between saying "I love you"...? Thank you!

Hi anon! Here it is <3

Jumin - Kissing in between saying "I love you"

Usually, Jumin was the one to tease you about being a whirlwind around the penthouse. You had a tendency to jump from one activity to another without pause. However, for the past few days, his usual composed movements had become more erratic. He would spring up from his seat to go double-check paperwork and plans, moving through your home like he couldn’t get anywhere fast enough. A last-minute business trip had come up unexpectedly, an opportunity that he couldn’t miss, and for the first time since marrying you, he couldn’t bring you with him.

To say that he was worried about leaving without you was an understatement. So far, you had been able to accompany him everywhere. While he had managed to work through his old fears of being separated from you, he still liked to avoid it when possible.

Since meeting him for the first time, and even more so since getting married to him, you have had been given an exclusive insight into his life. From the outside, he seems to approach every obstacle with a cool air of indifference, so that everyone around him can’t help but think he’s invincible. That couldn’t be further from the truth.

When he’s nervous, Jumin Han drinks. He paces back and forth, talking out loud to himself. He obsesses over his cat, and over you. He shops, starts up new projects, and spends long hours in the office. His mind is in a million places at once.

So, tonight, you sit on the sofa, sip your own glass of wine and watch Elizabeth chase him back and forth across the living room. You laugh a little as she takes a swipe at his bare ankles sticking out from his pyjama bottoms. By now you have learned that the best way to support him when he’s like this is to be in the moment with him (and swap out his wine for tea after the first few glasses).

He likes to know that he’s not alone, he likes to bounce ideas off you and have you reassure him when his worries become irrational. He will follow you without protest when you pull him to bed when it gets late, and he’ll listen to your voice soothing him as he falls asleep.

This time, his worries are doubled. He has talked to the chef, bought extra cat food, and had yet another talk with the security team. Besides being worried about you, you know that a part of him is worried about being alone on the trip. This opportunity is big, with a lot of stakes tied to it. He has practiced his pitch over and over, asking for your input on the angle he should take.

While he is a very capable businessman, Jumin is only just getting used to allowing himself to feel human, and it’s easy for him to get caught up in all his emotions without you there to support him.

The morning he’s set to leave, he wakes up before the sun rises. You follow him to the door, on bare feet, still in his sleep shirt.

He turns to you, eyes darting around the room, checking off last-minute things. “Do you remember where the extra cat food is? And remember that the chef is on speed dial if you need him.”

“Jumin. Look at me, darling.” You don’t want to send him off when he’s like this.

His eyes dart to your face, then back to the room behind you, then to Elizabeth in her cat bed in the living room. It’s no use, you need to snap him out of it somehow. You grab his tie and pull it so that his face is at your level and you can look him in the eye.

“Look at me. We are going to be okay, and so are you.” He opens his mouth to interrupt but you silence him with a look. “I know where everything is and who I can call if I need anything. Don’t forget, you can call me at any time if you want to talk. And oh, one more thing.”

You kiss him firmly. “I love you.”

He blinks. His eyes focus on your face, processing your words. You’re finally getting through to him, though his shoulders are still tense. 

You kiss him again, hard and sure. “I love you.”

He reaches out to you, both to steady himself and to hold you closer. When you kiss him a third time, he kisses you back, a soft chuckle escaping him.

“I love you, darling. I’ll see you soon,” you murmur against his lips.

At the same time, he says, “I love you too. Thank you, my love.”

me and jumin would have a cat obviously but here’s the thing we have elizabeth and the floor below the penthouse has been redone to be a foster home paradise for kittens! we didn’t want to stress elizabeth out with adding a new full time cat but we wanted to share our love with more cats hence foster kittens imagine jumin sitting on the floor with you giving you that innocent curious look he does that makes him look so cute while you show him how to bottle feed some of the smaller ones and there are kittens clambering all over him because they can tell he’s a good man (cats know ya know) and lord have mercy all you wanna do is smooch his whole entire face

what kind of pet would you and your fav character get and how many would they allow

me every morning before i drive to work in the dark and chug a protein shake that makes me sick … i’m tired

I don’t want to answer emails I want to make breakfast in a sunny kitchen with the radio playing and drink coffee in the sun