@darling-aries requested: Hey! I saw that you are wanting some request? I was wondering if I could request a singer MC who has been put on vocal rest (with possible vocal damage) because of overuse? I have done something very similar to this recently and it is awful. My speaking voice is really hoarse/non-existent if I speak for to long. I also have a cough that won’t go away. I just want some RFA boi comfort… :’( You can decide what RFA character you want to write for. Im not picky!
A/N: hi @darling-aries im so sorry that this request took so long and it’s only two characters T-T my summer has been surprisingly busy but i hope your vocal rest is going well & you’re feeling better!!! this is my fist time writing for these characters so I hope they aren’t ooc ;-; sending good vibes your way and i hope you’re having a wonderful day <3
Summary:Scenarios of how Zen and Jumin would react with MC on vocal rest!
Warnings: vocal rest but nothing else i don’t think ;3
- Zen -
- this man knows the struggle
- overused his voice a couple of times after doing too many intense performances in a row
- is willing to have a one-sided conversation while you text him and he talks to you
- whenever you try to talk to him, he’ll scold you just a lil bit
- “I want you to get better, jagiya. Can’t do that if you keep talking.”
- gives you excessive amounts of physical affection to make up for it
- lots of kisses on your throat all in the name of making you feel better
- “This is where it hurts right? I’ll kiss it better!”
-honestly just a cutie i love him T-T
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As much as you hated the whole “vocal rest” thing, this was pretty amazing. Zen had decided that, because you couldn’t sing or speak, this would be the perfect time to give you a private performance of his own creation. A medley of all of your favorite songs along with songs you performed before. Your round of applause sounded throughout the apartment. Zen took a deep and over dramatic bow, waving to an imaginary audience. “Thank you, thank you! I’ll be here all week!” Zen half-shouted, blowing kisses at you. Grabbing a water bottle and plopping himself on the couch next to you, he dragged you on his lap and took out his phone. “How’d I do babe? As amazing as you’d hoped?” he asked, expectantly waiting for your response. Typing out a flurry of praises, a handful of pings came from Zen’s phone. “I see,” he said, drawing out the “e”. “Your favorite part was when I had the least amount of clothes on, hmm?” he teased, pulling you closer to him. “If I didn’t know any better I’d think you only like me for my body,” he joked. At your pouting face he let out a loud laugh, the sound of your fast typing in the background. Another ping, your indignance showing clearly through your expression and text message. “Sorry jagiya, you’re just too cute to tease,” he said, his voice dropping slightly as he planted a kiss on your neck.
- Jumin -
- probably more concerned than anything else
- also the silence in the apartment is a little unsettling for him
- you have unlocked “concerned husband”
- has a little furrow in between his brows whenever he hears you cough
- unintentionally makes you laugh with his bluntness of how rough you sound
- “Your laugh sounds like a dog toy, darling.”
- buys you all the fancy teas and remedies
- definitely takes off work at least the first day just so he can make sure you’re ok
- just a lil overbearing but it’s only because he wants you to make a full recovery!!!
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“Jumin-“
“No darling, you have to drink the tea.”
You love your husband, you promise, but this is ridiculous. The third cup of tea you’ve had today and Jumin is insistent that you drink another. Letting out another painful cough, you grab the pen and paper Jumin had given you and write a quick response and hold out the paper. Reading your refusal to drink the tea, Jumin sighs. “You know I won’t force you, but please take care of yourself.” You nod at him, turning your attention back to the show you were watching. Out of the corner of your eye, you spot Jumin typing on his laptop, and check to see what he’s doing. Stifling a laugh, you read the name of the article he’s reading, “Top 10 Best Remedies for Vocal Rest.” Gently tapping on his hand to get his attention, you slowly close his laptop and Jumin looks at you questioningly. Writing out a quick response, you tell him how much you appreciate him taking care of you, but assure him that you’ll be fine. Once Jumin reads your response, he heaves a sigh and grasps your hand in his. “I have been a bit overbearing haven’t I?” he asks you, his brows furrowing a bit in consideration. As you nod, Jumin releases a deep breath and kisses your knuckles. “I just want you to feel better darling. I feel useless not being able to take this pain away.” He looks so sad and dejected, you give him a kiss between his brows to get him to relax. Grasping your hand, he kisses your ring finger once more before asking again, “Can I get anything else for you?”
“Just cuddles,” you wrote, and without another word, Jumin picked you up bridal style and carried you to bed, at peace knowing he’s helping you heal through his warmth and love.
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Hello, it has been some time now, but i’m still alive lol
I’ve recently finished Zen’s Route and maaaan this guy is my soul mate <3 I can’t describe how much I love him, his route was so perfect that I was screaming the whole time lolol
He’s sooo caring, funny, hard working,lovely and respectful. Everything in that route was perfect, I laughed so much, and cried too about his past (T-T I wished I could give him a hug) his personality and sense of humor gives me life XD
I LUV HIM SO MUCH, and I can tell 1000% sure, after playing so many Otome Games that he is my ULTIMATE <3
There is an hourglass on your bedside table that you got from the last flea market you went to with your best friend. She was looking for a certain book that her boss sent her to find, and you had poked around and looked at what else they were offering. The owner said that it didn’t work anymore, but you thought it looked cute- especially since the sand was a pinkish red color that seemed to shine gold in the light and its frame had these diamond shapes that made it unique. So despite what the owner said, you still went ahead and bought it.
There is an hourglass on your bedside table that you got from the last flea market you went to with your best friend. She was looking for a certain book that her boss sent her to find, and you had poked around and looked at what else they were offering. The owner said that it didn’t work anymore, but you thought it looked cute- especially since the sand was a pinkish red color that seemed to shine gold in the light and its frame had these diamond shapes that made it unique. So despite what the owner said, you still went ahead and bought it.
You figure the owner must have been mistaken, because when you got home that day and placed it in its spot, you saw the sands trickling down to the bottom half of the hourglass- albeit at a rather slow rate than usual. Whether it measured a week or a month or a year, you weren’t exactly sure. But you paid it no mind, simply content to use it as a decoration.
Most days you never spared it a second glance, but over the course of the year, you’d find that a noticeable chunk had gone missing from the top and fallen into the bottom of the hourglass. You weren’t exactly waiting for the sand to run out, but you wondered when it would finally happen.
Hands blindly search around the table, the hourglass shaking a little when you bump into it on your way to shut off the alarm on your phone. Sighing, you sit up and rub your eyes, blinking them open and awake. As your feet pad their way to the kitchen, you try to remember why it is you set an alarm today when you had no work- but your phone ringing all of a sudden again reminds you why.
“Good morning,” the voice on the other end of the line chirps. Your best friend is rarely this cheerful this early, and despite how groggy you feel, you manage to make your voice sound alive.
“Hey, Jae!”
“I wanted to make sure you were awake,” she laughs. “And you are! Will you be ready soon?”
“Mhm! Just let me eat and shower and all that,” you reassure her as you begin to prepare your breakfast.
“Alright, alright…oh! Did you listen to the-” Jaehee begins to ask you excitedly before you cut her off.
“Yes, yes! I’m ready. A hundred percent ready for the show, all thanks to you!”
“Okay,” you can hear the sheepish smile in her voice through the phone. “Sorry, I’m just really excited…”
“You should be! Now, let me finish up and we’ll meet at the theater soon okay?”
You both say your goodbyes and you finish up your business in the kitchen, staring at the sink for a moment after you put away your dishes. With a deep breath, you exhale and shake your head, walking towards your bathroom to prepare for the long day you knew you had ahead of you.
It doesn’t quite sink in that you’re going to have the full experience of this show, stage door and dressing room tours included, all thanks to Jaehee. You didn’t know how to repay her- getting her to accept your share for the tickets was hard enough.
But now you stood beside her underneath the giant marquee, flashing wide grins as Jaehee’s phone snaps a selfie of you two. The fangirl squeals excitedly and quickly uploads it to the messenger accompanied by some of her emojis before she pockets her phone.
Even though Jaehee had showed you the cast recording and you’d watched a few potato-quality videos on MeTube, nothing could have ever prepared you for the live performance that was happening before your eyes. Your friend was right, and you understood exactly why her adoration and support was so strong and unwavering.
Your eyes are glued to Zen the entire time he’s on stage, his voice absolutely captivating you with every note he sings. Each time he moves, it’s a sight so heavenly- the lights and smoke giving you the illusion that he was dancing on a cloud. And he might as well have been, with the way he glided across the floor. By the time the cast took their final bows, you found yourself wiping at a few stray tears that had escaped as you clapped rather loudly, you and Jaehee joining the others who were giving standing ovations as well.
It takes you a minute to collect yourself, sitting and chatting with your best friend as the rest of the people made their way out of the theater. Fortunately for you, Jaehee had already insisted on buying merchandise during the intermission, so there was no need to rush in line. You both made your way to stage door, the fangirl bouncing rather excitedly on her heels beside you. Swallowing, you turn to face her.
“So, Zen…”
“-Was so amazing, right? Did you see how beautiful his hair was? He didn’t even need a wig for this role! It’s actually that nice, and did you notice…”
You chuckle at your friend’s enthusiastic rambling and nod along, blushing a little as you remember all the details about the actor and his performance that Jaehee brings up again. Before you can chime with any of your own comments, though, a smooth, baritone voice interrupts the conversation.
“Aha, I see Jaehee here has already put in a good word,” the actor chuckles as he places a hand on her shoulder, squeezing it lightly. She bashfully stops mid-speech, turning to face Zen.
“I couldn’t help it,” she shrugs, giving the man a look. “You just did so well!”
To this, you nod, endeared at your friend’s display. You also try to drown out the screaming that has suddenly surrounded you.
“I did my best,” he says humbly before turning to face you. “Now, I don’t believe we’ve met. I’m Zen.”
He flashes his signature smile and reaches his hand out. You go to shake it, but he gently maneuvers his palm underneath to catch yours. Raising your hand, he presses a gentle kiss to your knuckles.
Somewhere in your darkened apartment, the final sands in the hourglass trickle down to the bottom of the timekeeper as you manage to tell him your name.
“I’d love to get to know you more and catch up with Jaehee, but I have some things to sign,” he gestures to all the people waiting. Zen speaks again before you can even begin to feel bad about holding up the line.
“Will you guys wait for me over here? I promise I’ll be quick!”
“Of course! It’s no trouble at all, right?” Jaehee answers before you can as she turns to you, waiting for your input.
“No, it’s not! We’ll wait,” you smile, linking your arm with hers.
“Perfect!” is the last thing Zen says, then he uncaps his marker and quickly makes his way down the line.
It looks like he’s shining. You’re not sure whether it’s just the sun hitting his alabaster skin, or stage makeup he hadn’t properly taken off yet, or the way he flashed his pearly whites- but he looked almost golden in his element. Jaehee catches you staring, but who was she to say anything if she was doing the same?
Once he’s out of good earshot, your friend speaks up.
“I think he likes you,” she says as nonchalantly as she could, pretending not to observe your reaction.
“What?”
Zen chooses this perfect moment to spare you a glance, to spare you a smile. Of course Jaehee catches this, too.
“He kissed your hand,” she tells you knowingly. There’s a look on her face you can’t quite read.
“He was probably just being a gentleman,” you quickly jump to his defense, swallowing slowly before smiling back at him.
“He doesn’t really do that to begin with,” she quickly responds. Mentally, Jaehee goes over all the times she’s seen Zen kiss a girl’s hand. Sure, the man was a flirt, but if she didn’t count all the times he did it to a stranger for the sake of formality, well… there was nothing else to count.
Before you can say anything else, Zen jogs back up to you, several gifts in hand. How can he carry all that in one hand?
“Alright, I gotta put these away before continuing. You guys can wait in my dressing room instead, I’d hate for you guys to get cold out here.”
Jaehee is surprisingly silent. She nudges you.
“Ah, that’s alright! Yeah, we can wait there,” you reply, shooting Jaehee a look after he takes the lead.
“After you,” he says, holding the door open.
“Thanks,” you mumble with a blush.
As you pass him by, his scent tickles your nostrils and you think another whiff will make you absolutely intoxicated. Your shoulders brush, and for a moment, you lock eyes- both of your faces falling into soft smiles.
You don’t know what it is, at all. You just met this man. Sure, he was devastatingly beautiful, but there was something else that was there.
The hourglass would never tell its secrets, but you had a feeling you were going to find out anyway.
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