I Found A Really Good Fic Last Night

I found a really good fic last night

RFA with MC that secretly work at a maid cafe

>.> fun fact this list is also in order of how much i like the RFA members i love them all but i haven't played through jaehees and Zens route yet so i dont have the same connection with them (I’m currently playing Zen’s route though) 

JUMIN

·        He only found out when driver kim accidentally mentioned picking you up after work

·        “work? My wife doesn’t need to work.”

·        Driver kim paled before mumbling about how you had asked him to keep it a secret

·        “is she there now? Take me there. Have assistant Kang reschedule my appointment.”

·        Jumin was surprised when Driver Kim pulled up in front of a small pastel pink and purple café.

·        he was even more surprised by all the waitress dressed in short maid dress

·        his blood ran cold at the idea of so many people’s eyes roaming over his wife’s figure in the short skirt and low cut top

·        “I need to speak with mc. Tell her, her husband is here.” He said sternly

·        When you rushed out of the back room to meet him he breathed a sigh of relief at your outfit

·        It was a far more traditional maid outfit, the ankle length skirt and high collar eased most of his worries

·        “jumin how did you, it was supposed to be a surprise”

·        “my love why did you hide this from me?” he asked opening his arms for you

·        She snuggled into his embrace “honestly? I wanted to buy you a gift with my own money. You get me so many nice gifts and I wanted to make you just as happy as you always make me”

·        “darling you don’t have to give me gifts to make me happy I just want to be able to come home to you every day, to feel you in my arms like this”

·        You giggled and stretched on your tiptoes to kiss his cheek

·        “may I also ask why you are the only one in this type of costume? Of course I am glad for its more modest style.”

·        You laughed at his concern “well I’m the manager so I wear the ‘Head Maid’ costume. My friend owns the café and offered me the position I wasn’t going to accept but I thought if it was this outfit and not the, um other one it would be okay.”

·        Your voice dropped to a whisper only he could hear as you said “I didn’t want anyone but you to see me in an outfit like those, you know”

·        You could only barely make out the blush that tinted Jumins cheeks

·        His eyes though were fierce and hungry

·        You worried you might come home to a new outfit and an impatient Jumin that night

·        It was three new outfits. ;)

 Yoosung

·        One of his friends suggested they go

·        He agreed since you had work and his finals where over

·        Just being in there had his face red

·        So when he saw you the poor boy nearly burst into flames

·        When you saw him your eyes went wide and your face burned and it was the first time you actually worried about if you looked okay in your uniform.

·        He saw you recognize him

·        Saw your face fill with color and you grab your skirt to pull it down before you turned tail and hid in the back

·        He ran after you despite the employees trying to stop him

·        You were locked in the employee restroom

·        “MC?” he called gently “MC I know it you why are you hiding?”

·        The other employees aren’t sure if they should stop him they knew he was your boyfriend and he didn’t seem angry so they decided to let you two work it out (with only minimal eavesdropping)

·        “its embarrassing” you called through the door your voice muffled

·        “but if, if you worked here why would you be embarrassed now?” he asked confused

·        “because, you saw me. I don’t care if other people see me but, you, your different?”

·        “why?”

·        “because I like you of course!” you shout as you throw open the door frustrated by his naivety

·        His cheeks turned red again and he pulled you into his arms

·        “I, I can’t concentrate when I see you dressed like that” he stutters into your hair.

·        You can’t help but giggle at the fact that he was just as embarrassed as you where

·        “can you, um can you bring home your uniform tonight?”

·        Your burst out laughing at that and he starts spluttering, trying to defend himself until finally you kiss him to shut him up

·        “I’m kind of jealous that everyone gets to see you wearing that” he mutters about a week later

·        “they get to see it on me but only you get to see it off me” you joked

·        Yoosung basically self-combusted at that

 Seyoung

·        There were no secrets from seyoung

·        He knew, sometimes he watched your works CCTV to make sure no one tried anything, (he knew maid cafes sometimes attracted less than honorable client)

·        So when someone grabbed you at work he saw and immediately picked you up

·        The next day you notice a very familiar red haired new employee named “mary”

·        Every time a customer flirts with “mary” you have to force yourself not to laugh

·        Until the man that had grabbed you walks in you freeze

·        So does “Mary” but her stair is far more cold than your shaken one

·        “mary” insists on serving him

·        “she” flirts with him the whole time.

·        Until he pulls her into his lap the way he tried to do with you

·        Then “she” leans in to whisper in his ear and you see his face go pale

·        You’re not too sure what exactly happened next

·        You know there was a punch thrown

·        A table knocked over

·        And the guy was on the ground while his friend made their escape

·        “mary” claimed self-defense but still lost the job

·        You quit and followed your hero out the door

·        Once in the car his wig was off and you couldn’t help throwing your arms around him and kissing him

·        Even if he was still dressed as a maid

·        You two did not make it all the way home before you forced him to pull over

·        How could you wait? He had saved you

·        And skirts gave you both such easy access *hard wink*

 Jaehee

·        You came home without changing one-day thinking Jaehee would still be finishing work in your own café

·        You were just finishing your last two weeks at your old job before working on you and Jaehees café full time

·        You sighed and immediately kicked your heels off inside the door

·        “MC?”

·        You froze

·        “what? Um is that your, uniform?” she asked

·        For lack of better words, you spread your hands lamely with a simple “yep”

·        “I have to admit it does look surprisingly nice one you”

·        You let out a breathy laugh “surprisingly”

·        “well I’ve never been a fan of the Maid motif so I never thought I’d enjoy dressing up like that”

·        “but I look nice” you pressed?

·        “yes very cute MC.” She chuckled

·        “aww you’re so sweet jaehee!” you smile and hug her

Zen

·        He found out on a run

·        He was trying a new route and saw you outside trying to draw in customers

·        He froze, his whole brain stopped working for a solid 30 seconds

·        Then he was on you, trying to cover you up (why didn’t he bring his jacket!)

·        “MC! What are you wearing?!? Don’t you know men are wolves!!!!”

·        He doesn’t want you to quit your job

·        He also doesn’t want you wearing that in front of other men

·        He is very conflicted

·        Idk I think he works out a lot to try to sort out his feeling on the matter

·        You conveniently don’t tell him that you had already put in your 2 weeks’ notice so you could focus on being his manager

·        He’s just to fun to tease

·        On the Bright side you get to keep the uniform and model it for him regularly

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a starry night (jumin x artist MC)

a teeny tiny ficlet I wrote this afternoon because i didn't feel well and spent all day in bed which meant i didn't have time to do the head canons i wanted. but i said i wanted to upload something everyday so i was determined to do something. now i need advil. hope you all enjoy!!

MC doesn't feel at home in the penthouse so she decides to add a personal touch in the form of a mural on the living room wall. Jumin appreciate her effort.

this is 1250 words of fluff. its straight sugary sweet fluff and romance, like it implies something once but that’s it.

The penthouse still didn’t feel like home after the wedding. You stood in the living room hand on your hips as you surveyed the pristine white walls.

“even the art is monochrome” You sigh. You swore you would go insane if you didn’t add some kind of color to the room. “Elizabeth? What do you think? Doesn’t it need some color, and maybe some shelves for you to climb?” you ask as the Persian cat sat to your left surveying your soon to be canvas. Stooping to scoop the blue eyed beauty from the floor you smiled. “let’s surprise daddy shall we? I’ll ask if we can paint and decorate tonight but you and I have to keep the details a secret okay?” the cat mewled softly and tapped your hand with one of her free paws making you giggle at her confirmation of your pact.

That night Jumin came home late and you couldn’t wait to see him. You were practically bouncing as your husband put away his coat, hiding the sly smile that graced his lips as he took extra time to straighten his coat in the entry way closet. You tried not to groan as he slowly begins to remove his shoes.

“darling I know what you’re doing and it’s not fa- “you begin to whine but he cuts you off swiftly with the kiss you had been waiting for.

“I’m sorry my love. I couldn’t help myself.” He admits running his fingers through your long hair. “have you eaten? Should we get dinner?”

“oh no I haven’t eaten yet but first I have something big to ask” you say pulling him gently into the living room “honey bunny do you mind if I paint that wall?” you point to the wall in question which had already been stripped of what little decorations it had had on it that morning.

“darling I’ve already told you. this is your home you may decorate however you want, paint all the walls if you want” he chuckled

“I don’t need to paint all the walls. Just that one” you announced proudly extricating yourself from his arms to stand facing the wall planning out your new project. “I’ll go shopping tomorrow for everything I need. Oh I was thinking of setting up something for Elizabeth too. If that’s okay”

“of course my love. Have I ever told how beautiful you look when your planning things?” he said hooking an arm around your waist and spinning you to face him.

You laughed at that “you may have mentioned it” Of course he had. He had told you, you were beautiful so often you could have sworn it was carved in your soul at this point and yet, hearing him say it always made your heart jump.

“good.” his simple answer was low and sure as he wrapped his other arm around your waist and bent to capture your lips in a gently commanding kiss. You couldn’t help the satisfied hum that rose in your throat as your arms found their way around his neck. When you both pulled away it was in a mutual contentedness. “I’ll call the chef to prepare dinner. Would you care for a glass of wine on the balcony while we wait?”

“sound lovely. You call I’ll get the glasses and wine then meet you out there.” He hummed in agreement already pulling out his phone.

 Over the next few days you gathered paints and shelving to start your project. You would need a lot of paint for everything you had planned, and something to hang while it was being worked on so that it could stay a surprise for your husband. Once the painting was started you struggled a bit keeping Elizabeth the third out of trouble. The kitty seemed so intrigued but all the blues and golds you had amassed she couldn’t keep her paws of it, so that task fell to you. Slowly but surely though the wall came together and then something struck you. You had to add something. Something personal. That night Jumin noticed the loss of one of your wedding photos in the bedroom but you assured him you only need a reference and it would certainly be returned soon.

“am I to assume the mural you’ve been working so hard on is nearly done then” he asked while drying your hair after you two had shared a relaxing bath.

“so close. I think you’ll like. I hope you’ll like it anyway. Elizabeth seems excited to play with her part at the very least” you chuckled to yourself.

“I’m sure I’ll adore it. After all it was painted by my very favorite artist.” He murmured grazing his lips against your neck making you shudder.

“Jumin,” you sighed as you felt his teeth scrap against the junction of your neck and shoulder “I think its time for bed darling” you just barely managed before he swept your feet from under you to carry you bridal style towards the bedroom.

“absolutely.” He growled as he continued to nip and suck at your neck.

It was done. After nearly two weeks of work it was done. You couldn’t wait to show Jumin and judging by the clock he should be home any minute. So you collected your paints and locked them away in the studio Jumin had set up for you. You were putting away the last of the navy blue when you heard the door open. You dropped everything and ran to your love.

“HONEY BUNNY” you cried as you leapt at him. He caught you in his arms easily his smile wide and genuine. “I finished it. come on” you said excitedly. You pulled him towards the living room but paused and spun on your heels to face him. “close your eyes. Cover them. I’ll lead you don’t worry” and so you did. Leading the blind CEO along by the hand with gentle instructions as you situated directly in front of the wall. “okay. Look” you whispered standing behind him so he could see all of it.

Silence. Such silence it made you nervous. His face was unreadable, even to you with all your practice and you were sure he hated it.

Your rendition of Van Gogh’s starry night adorned the wall with only one alteration. The silhouetted peak that originally sat in the left foreground had been swapped for the silhouette of you and Jumins Wedding photo. You had spent so many days focused on the life size silhouette perhaps it was too much. Normally your husband didn’t know the meaning of moderation but you could understand if he thought you had marred a classical masterpiece with your change. You supposed you could repaint it, if he hated it that much. Though you would have to remove the small climbing shelves you had put in the major swirls of the piece for Elizabeth to jump between.

Just then you felt Jumin spin you and Kiss you fiercely. “never has anyone ever been so perfect as you my love” he muttered against your lips stealing your breath as he kissed you again. Your head was spinning from the affection as he pulled you tight against himself. “I love you, and I love your work.”

“you had me worried, with all your silence you meanie” you chastised him playfully and resting your head on his shoulder. “so it’s okay”

“it’s perfect”