and my housemate came in while i was crying

troybolton1989  asked:

Shit, I forgot if I asked this already, so if I have ignore it;;; Maybe do an RFA reacting to falling in love with a male MC? I doubt in the end they'd care but I'm guessing there'd be some confusion/denial about it lol

Male MCs! How exciting~

This sort of turned into a series of minifics, but please enjoy~!
~Nao

RFA Reacts : falling in love with a Male MC

Yoosung

  • Thought you were just one of those deep-voiced women.
  • He was definitely in for a surprise when he met you personally at the party.
  • At first he went straight for the cute girl beside you.
  • “Umm… sorry, you have the wrong person. MC’s my brother,“ she apologizes, and points to you.
  • “What? ….OH. I thought… I thought… “
  • He just stared wide-eyed at you, gaping like a fish because he was too shocked to find the right words.
  • You were tall, muscular… and scruffy. Cute, but not in the way he imagined his MC would be.
  • It was the kind of cute his sister would go for, really.
  • No wonder you called yourself “He Man“ in the chat rooms. You were so… manly.
  • “Uh…sorry about that, Yoosung. I knew you’d be shocked, so I brought my little sister along to—“
  • He silences you by putting a finger to your lips
  • Which was a lot of effort, since you were a head taller than him.
  • “You ARE the MC who helped me out, aren’t you? The… the one I confessed to, right?“ he asks in a shaky voice.
  • You notice the tears welling up on his right eye, and you wonder if he’s scared or angry.
  • “Yeah. Sorry ‘bout that,“ you sheepishly scratch at your cheek, too embarrassed to meet his eyes.
  • “Why are you apologizing, MC?“
  • “I’m apologizing because I know you wanted a girlfriend, Yoosung. Not a boyfriend. That’s why I brought my sister along.“
  • Upon meeting his eye/s, you see that he’s now glaring and trying to keep his temper in check.
  • Uh-oh.
  • “Look, MC. You don’t need to do that for me. It just wouldn’t be the same if I got together with your sister and not the person I fell in love with, y'know?“
  • You’re shocked by his statement, but it brings a smile to your face.
  • “But what about the other people around you? Your friends, family?“
  • “They’re not me, MC. And, well, this would take me a little to get used to, but I definitely want you.“
  • And then, he pulls you forward to give you a kiss which ends in him burying his face on your chest from embarrassment.
  • “Don’t let any girl or guy get too flirty with you, understand?“
  • “Alright.“

ZEN

  • After the shock from rescuing you from Unknown wore down, he discreetly looked you over.
  • Short hair, small, feminine face… but why were you flat?
  • “Ah, MC, before I met you, I didn’t know a person as beautiful as me exis—–“
  • “I’m a guy, Zen.“
  • “Ahaha, don’t be like that, MC, you might be um… a little lacking on the chest area, but—“
  • “No, Zen. I’m not a flat-chested girl, I’m really a guy,“ you were getting tired if this.
  • You thought Zen would be different, but he was just like the others.
  • Women and men alike thought you were a tomboyish girl.
  • What could you do? You had a petite frame, a feminine face, and your voice was soft despite being born male.
  • Of course they would assume you were a woman, no matter how much you tried to look manly, short of donning tattoos.
  • So you decide to show him instead.
  • “M-MC, wait! I-it’s too early for this!“ he blushes furiously as you took off your shirt, dramatically covering his face.
  • You were standing shirtless in front of him and he still kept his eyes shut even after you removed his hands from his face and placed it on your chest.
  • “Zen, stop being dramatic and open your eyes. Seriously.“
  • You wanted to see whether he would still accept you if he realized that you were also a guy.
  • You’ve had numerous breakups with girlfriends, them claiming that you were too pretty to be a boyfriend.
  • It was tiring and frustrating. You just wanted to be loved.
  • Watching the look of wonder as he opened his eyes, you closed yours because you were scared of being rejected… again.
  • “Well, this IS quite a surprise, but you’re still beautiful, MC.“
  • Hmmmm?
  • His hands travelled to yours, propelling you to get closer to him, making you straddle him on the couch.
  • “Zen, do you want me to strip lower, because—“
  • “Silly, I know how a man’s upper body looks. I believe you now. You could show me too, but the beast might come out to play. Heh. Come on, MC. Open your eyes for me.“
  • Slowly opening your eyes, you find him smiling and looking lovingly at you.
  • “You… you don’t mind that I’m a guy?“
  • “Huh. I could say the same thing for you, MC. Well, do you?“
  • “No, I don’t. I’ve also only had girlfriends all this time.“
  • “Mmm, same. I’ve never been interested in men… until now,“ he says, absently running his hands on your arms.
  • That certainly came as a shock for you.
  • Zen was interested in you?!? Even as a guy???
  • “Errr… Zen…look, this… can we just start as friends first?“
  • “After all that flirting, MC? Nah, I think we’ll be fine as it is.“
  • Zen had seen co-actors kissing in bathrooms and having secret relationships backstage, so he wasn’t new to any of those.
  • In fact, there had been nights when he stayed up late thinking about how two men could be in a relationship.
  • He was curious.
  • But he didn’t want to play with you and your feelings.
  • He cradles your cheek in his hand and you lean into the touch
  • “MC, those calls where we didn’t flirt and joke around, all those things you said were true, right?“
  • “Yeah. They… they were.“
  • “I’m inexperienced with same-sex relationships too, but I’m willing to explore this with you, if you want,“ he says with a hopeful smile, afraid of you rejecting his proposal.
  • You seemed like you wanted to look manly, after all.
  • But he knew he was falling for you fast.
  • You were the same, but he didn’t know that.
  • “What about your career, Zen? I’m not willing to dress up as a woman for you.“
  • Aha, you were negotiating?
  • “We’ll cross the bridge when we get there, MC. So, are… are you willing to try it with me?“
  • “Risks and all? Well, if you are, then I guess I should also give it a try.“

Jaehee

  • She was flustered when you approached her with a bouquet of flowers.
  • Weren’t you the barista sporting a man bun who’d been trying to flirt with her at Bumping Donuts™?
  • Tbh she thought you were cute, but she thought she was being disloyal to her best friend and Zen if she stared more.
  • Only to find out that the cute barista was you!
  • “Hey, um… Jaehee, right? It’s me, MC.“
  • “M-MC? THE MC??? You surprised me! Why didn’t you just tell me you were the barista at the cafe?“
  • “Um… haha, well… you were getting along with Zen and realizing your dreams, Jaehee. I didn’t think it was important to personally introduce myself until now. Besides, I like it better when  I could support you from the sidelines.“
  • She didn’t know what came over her, but she just started crying.
  • “I’m sorry! Was- was it something I said?“
  • You didn’t know what to do with your hands, certainly not with the bouquet.
  • “You—- you silly! Why would you think that you’re not important? You literally turned my life around for the better, MC!“
  • Pulling out a key while wiping her tears, she looks up to you hopefully
  • “I’d been thinking this over a lot, but MC, would you like to be my housemate?“
  • Man, Jaehee moves fast when she wants to.
  • “Oh. But… but Jaehee… I’m a man… and living together, this is so sudden.“
  • “Why should it be a problem, MC? I mean, I… I just want to have you close. Is that so bad?“
  • She grows quiet after her outburst, gripping the key in her hand.
  • The change in atmosphere makes you silent as well, making you share a few minutes of awkwardness.
  • Sparing a glance at her, you could see that she was blushing to the tips of her ears and biting her lips in embarrassment.
  • So you take her hand in yours, and she looks up at you, her eyes still glistening with tears.
  • “Well, if you really want me to be your best friend and housemate…I guess, I could consider your offer…“ you trail off, giving her a sheepish grin.
  • “I’m looking forward to working with you in the future, MC,“ she replies happily, tackling you in a tight embrace.

Jumin

  • Why is a college student at my doorstep?
  • A male college student, to be exact.
  • He looks you up and down, debating whether to ask you if you got lost wandering the building or to just order security to throw you out.
  • But you had a backpack with you.
  • Were you another one of his father’s mistresses’ long lost children?
  • “I’m sorry, but are you lost, or…?“
  • “Ah, no, I’m MC, Jumin. Ermmm… Mr. Han.“
  • He quietly steps back to let you in, and you wonder what he was thinking as you enter his flat.
  • Jumin was so confused, that he just showed you around the house and  politely excused himself under the premise that he needed to attend to some work at the office.
  • He wasn’t so interested in women because the ones he was faced with were fake and boring.
  • He knew he had a crush on his best friend’s fiancee before, so he knew he was still attracted to the opposite sex.
  • But he found himself attracted to a guy this time… you.
  • Did that make him gay?
  • You were the only one who listened without laughing and spiting him. You were the only one who tried to understand Jumin Han.
  • Why should he give up on you just because you were male?
  • He had to go home eventually, and found you pleading with one of his security personnel to let you go.
  • “What’s going on?“
  • You flinch when you hear his voice, turning to him like a child caught red-handed.
  • “You… you looked uncomfortable earlier, and I didn’t want to impose, so I was telling the guard that I wanted to leave…“
  • “Nonsense, MC. I was the one who offered you to stay over until the bomb threat dies down. I just didn’t expect that a man would turn up on my door, that’s all. Get inside.“
  • You go back the way you came, with him following close behind.
  • The atmosphere was still awkward, and you practically see the gears turning in his head.
  • Sitting at both ends of the dining table, you spend a good ten minutes not talking, only the clink of silverware breaking the deafening silence inside the room.
  • “Are you uncomfortable with my presence, MC?“ Jumin starts, not looking up from his steak.
  • Dammit, he beat you to the chase.
  • “No, but… don’t… don’t you feel the same?“
  • Putting down his silverware, he moves to the seat next to you and looks you straight in the eye.
  • “I admit that I was confused and in denial at first, but seeing you now, MC, I think you’re not so bad to keep me some company. Besides, Elizabeth III likes you,“ he gives you a brief smile, the expression brightening his otherwise serious face.
  • Relieved that his reaction wasn’t as bad as you thought it was, you lean close to him, a cheeky grin playing at your face.
  • “So is the rumor true…“
  • “… that I do gay? Hmph, that’s still up for debate, MC, but if it means I get to be with you, then I don’t mind at all.“

707 / Saeyoung

  • He saw your pictures first and was watching you through the CCTV.
  • It didn’t come as a surprise to him, and it certainly wasn’t an issue that he was growing attracted to you.
  • Well… maybe it was, a little bit.
  • Falling in love was a weakness in his line of work, after all.
  • He had to stay focused, and you weren’t letting him do that.
  • The day he busted inside the apartment to rescue you, he had mixed feelings.
  • As a defense mechanism, he shut everything, including you, out.
  • You decide to give him overnight to reflect, but boy, was he in for a world of surprises on the following days.
  • Aside from bugging him whenever you were in the house, you also went out frequently, and it drove him crazy trying to track you down.
  • You were meeting up with different women every day. But they left crying.
  • He knew, he followed you. Secretly.
  • But he never watches you till the end, because he wanted to respect your privacy. He wanted to trust you.
  • The last time, you went home sporting a glowing red mark on your cheek, telling him a bug bit you.
  • “Bug bites aren’t shaped like hands, MC. I know where you went,“ he declares, not looking up from his laptop.
  • “So you’re snooping around now, claiming that it’s for my safety? Whatever, Seven. Anyway, I’ll be in my room,“ you weren’t in the mood to snark back at him and simply retired to your room.
  • He felt bad for spying on you, but he instantly regretted trying to make up with you.
  • “No, Seven. Sushi isn’t meant to be eaten with chopsticks. Feed me with your hands,“ you command him with a bored look.
  • Keeping his temper in check, he drops the chopsticks and picks up the sushi, bringing it close to your lips.
  • “MC, open up.“
  • Holding the hand with the sushi still, you take the offered food with your mouth, letting his fingers linger inside as you made eye contact with him.
  • He was blushing to from the tips of his ears down to his neck and chest, but he also looked like he wanted to punch you.
  • Immediately pulls his hand away the moment you let go
  • “Stop playing with me and eat your food!“ angrily storming out of the house.
  • He was angry at himself for making you resort to this just to get his attention.
  • You on the other hand, felt like you’ve crossed the line.
  • Was it an issue for him after all? That you were also a man?
  • You swore he was interested. Then again, maybe not.
  • The next day, when he told you he was going to leave for good, you couldn’t hold your emotions any longer, and snapped.
  • “You’re just leaving like that?!? Have you even considered how I feel about it?!?“ frustratedly, you threw a punch at him, leaving him dumbstruck.
  • “Er… S-Seven, I’m so so—-oomph!“
  • You weren’t expecting him to punch back, so you were taken aback, falling on your ass
  • “Well, what about you?!? You were meeting all those women, and yet you kept telling me “I love you“ whenever you had the chance!“
  • Hearing him finally telling you out loud that he was jealous was so unexpected, it made you howl in laughter.
  • “You think this is funny, MC?!?“
  • “Ahaha, no, no… it’s just… you have it all wrong, Seven. I mean, yes, I have— no, had a string of girlfriends—“
  • “Look at you admitting to that. Do you even have the word, “faithful“ in your vocabulary?“
  • “Well, I didn’t, until I met you, actually. Which is why I broke up with all of them when you tried to push me away…I wanted to give this a try, I want to be faithful for once… but… you don’t mind that I’m a guy, don’t you?“
  • He was relieved to hear you liked him back, but that unsure expression you sported made him chuckle in return.
  • He was used to you being so cheeky, it was unusual to see you so vulnerable.
  • “MC… I did tell you that I didn’t mind which gender you had as long as you accepted me, didn’t I? I just… this isn’t just about the bomb anymore. I want to take my brother back, and where I’m going could be dangerous, so…“
  • “So? Are you underestimating me? Seven, I’ll go with you no matter where. I’m not letting you go alone. We’ll do this together, okay?“
  • Helping you up, he envelops you in an embrace, his chin resting on your shoulder.
  • “Thank you, MC.“

Unknown / Saeran

  • He’d been stalking you since you left your parents’ house three days ago.
  • You didn’t know your sister downloaded the app on your phone as a prank
  • That’s why you were surprised when he messaged you the moment you opened the app.
  • At first, you went along with the replies, even telling him you downloaded the app to chat with pretty guys.
  • But then he talked you into going to the address.
  • Assuming that it was a trap, you refused to open the door, claiming that you didn’t see the number panel.
  • Deciding that you weren’t fit for the job, he walks to your location to finish you off.
  • But you were missing.
  • “Were you looking for me?“ you ask from behind.
  • His reaction was slow, allowing you to swiftly pin him to the ground with your knee.
  • You were fresh from the military, and you weren’t expecting to use your moves on a civilian.
  • “Let… let me go!!!“ he squirmed to get free, but your hold was just too firm for him.
  • “I could kill you right here and now, you know,“ disarming him, you continue, “or… I could bring you to the station and let the police deal with you.“
  • It became a habit for you to carry zip ties around, so you whipped one out from your pocket to tie him up.
  • But wait… was he… crying? And mumbling?
  • “Hey, hey kid, you okay?“
  • He looked so sad, and you weren’t really good with crying people, so you moved in closer to hear what he was saying.
  • Bad mistake.
  • He headbutts you enough to be unconscious.
  • You were tied up and lying on a cold floor next to his bed when you woke up.
  • “I figured I could make you my assistant, so I didn’t kill you,“ he says nonchalantly, blowing smoke rings as he looked out the window.
  • He was half-naked and you noticed the numerous scars and bruises marring his milky white skin.
  • “What if I say no?“
  • He shoots the floor mere inches away from you
  • “Bastard, you almost blinded me!“
  • “I could do more than that. I’d take you out the moment you refused.“
  • You reluctantly agree to be his assistant, but you were still keeping on eye on him just in case
  • He never takes you to headquarters, and makes you stay in his apartment, even letting you take a day job as long as you do the jobs he assigns to you
  • Which isn’t much, really.
  • Clean this, clean that, compile the data and wire it to me, etc., etc.
  • He would bring you along to some missions, but those only occurred once in a blue moon.
  • He wasn’t so bad, you realize. He just sucks at expressing his needs and emotions.
  • You both don’t speak much, but you discover that you got along pretty well.
  • Perhaps a liiiiittle too well.
  • There was confusion at first, but after you worked out the knots (and beat each other because of a disagreement), everything went smoothly.
  • Neither of you were the lovey-dovey type, but you would sleep wrapped up in each other’s arms sometimes.
  • It didn’t matter to him that you were both men either, he just enjoyed your company.
  • You never found out whether he was able to lure somebody else into the apartment, but you figured that he might have, due to the late nights in front of his computer.
  • He asked you to make love to him out of the blue one day.
  • You obliged, being careful not to hurt him.
  • “MC, thanks for being my assistant,“ facing you, he lazily caresses your face, his green eyes vivid under the glow of the moonlight.
  • “If you hadn’t almost killed me that time, I wouldn’t have agreed, idiot.“
  • “I guess you’re right. Good night, MC.“
  • “I love you, Saeran.“
  • He doesn’t reply to this, but he lets you spoon him.
  • Waking up in the middle of the night, you find his side of the bed empty.
  • You figure that he might have gone to one of those sudden night missions assigned by the saviour, so you went back to sleep.
  • He always went back in the mornings, so you weren’t worried.
  • But he never returned.

V / Jihyun Kim

  • He recognized you the moment he saw the picture Seven sent him the day you joined the RFA.
  • How could he forget someone as picture perfect as you?
  • He had the habit of fanboying over photogenic men and women alike.
  • You were one of those male models he frequently recommended whenever there were projects he had to work on.
  • He was glad you were now a part of the RFA.
  • But a part of him didn’t want to share you with the others.
  • Alas, his mole work at Mint Eye kept him from talking to you, but he read the logs whenever he had the chance.
  • He would call you sometimes, but those were brief and far between.
  • You noticed how you’d also had growing feelings for him now that you were somewhat “regularly“ talking with him now
  • But you were afraid.
  • You were beaten almost with an inch of your life at one point after all.
  • Only because they found out you liked men despite being male yourself.
  • You were careful since then, only having relationships with women even though it made you unhappy.
  • You didn’t want to get ahead of yourself, but could you be honest with him?
  • You held off and waited till the party to tell him personally.
  • Making your way to meet him, you bumped into somebody and accidentally spilled the drink on his suit.
  • “I’m sorry! Are-are you alright, sir?“
  • “Alright? What do you mean, ‘alright’? This is an expensive suit, this—“ stopping in the middle of his sentence, recognition dawns on him, “MC? What’s a faggot like you doing here?“
  • Breaking out in a cold sweat, you remember the guest as one of the men who beat you up before.
  • You couldn’t answer him, and were defenselessly glued to the spot as he shamed you in front of the other guests.
  • You wanted to cry. To run away. But you couldn’t.
  • He was about to hit you when a hand shot out from behind you and stopped the blow.
  • “I’m sorry, sir. But did our coordinator do something to upset you?“ he calmly talked to your assailant, but the unmistakeable twitch in his smile gave his annoyance away.
  • “Well, aside from your planner spilling a drink on my suit, it’s him being a fag that’s upsetting me,“ he says rather smugly.
  • “Ah, that is rather upsetting. I may just ask you to leave, sir“
  • “Leave?!? What do you mean, leave? I’m the victim here! Why are you taking his side?!?“ the guest was starting to get agitated again, and was gaining the attention of the other RFA members as well.
  • Zen and Seven were trying to make their way through the crowd and Jumin was talking on the phone from afar.
  • In an unexpected move, V steps between the two of you and collars the offending guest, easily slamming him against the wall despite the huge size difference.
  • “I don’t want to use unnecessary force like this, but you’re not even trying to negotiate peacefully, SIR,“ emphasizing the honorific, he tightens his hold on the other man, making him scream in pain.
  • “V, that’s enough, please,“ Zen finally gets through, and, together with Seven, pulls him away from the guest.
  • Security also arrived just in time, and hauled the struggling man away from the crowd.
  • You didn’t remember what happened after that, but you found yourself sitting inside the staff room, wrapped up in a blanket and holding a bottle of water.
  • A worried V comes into your line of sight, and he asks you how you were feeling.
  • “I’m sorry I caused such a ruckus out there,“ you start to apologize, but he holds up a hand to silence you.
  • “I don’t want you to apologize for your sexuality, MC. You can be gay all you want, and I would still treat you the same,“ he smiles kindly, crow’s feet appearing on the corners of his eyes from under the shades.
  • “But… but what if I had feelings for you, V? Would you still accept me?“
  • His smile falters, and is replaced by a sad expression.
  • He wanted you too, it’s just… he knew he still wasn’t over her, so he turned you down as politely as he could.
  • “I would, but…I’m sorry, MC. I… can’t accept your feelings right now. But hey, we… we can still be friends, right?“
  • Bitterly accepting the rejection, you walk out of the party and into the wailing rain.

I was up at school when Ed played MSG and I remember being devastated that I wouldn’t be able to go down to the city to see him. I remember having some time to relax before classes and sitting at my desk reading Tumblr posts about how incredible he was. Then I stumbled upon a video that someone posted of him playing a new song. 

That was the first time I heard Tenerife Sea. 4 years ago today. And I can still vividly remember how I felt that first time. My housemate came knocking on my door to see if I wanted to go food shopping and when I didn’t respond, they opened the door and found me hugging my laptop and crying as I heard Ed sing “Lumiere, darling” for the first time.

4 years ago, I said it was one of the most, if not the most, breathtaking song I had ever heard and that remains true today. I love that song so deeply. I love Ed even more. Excuse me while I play that song on repeat all day and weep.