A Jumin request if I may ask.. ( '°v°) MC gets into some kind of accident and loses her sight, and Jumin finds out about it and comes to see MC to the hospital.. (GAH THIS IS SO MEAN AND SAD IS THIS TOO SAD??? BUT I STILL WANT IT BUT GRR ;^;)
MORE ANGSTTTTTTTT ahhh poor Jumin (;﹏;) ITS OKAY MAH BB I’LL MAKE SURE THE ENDING WONT BE AS SAD AS IT COULD BEEEEEEEE I have decided that in this scenario you are newlyweds owo
Stacks of papers sat on his desk, each pile bigger than the other, large white mountains about to tip over at any minute. There was a phone call every ten minutes, the ringing sound almost permanent in Jumin’s brain. Work was a pain, the holiday making things even more difficult. Jaehee was taking up all the documents she could, but the amount was so huge that even Jumin had to help out. There was no time for any new cat projects, much to Jumin’s dismay, but he knew that Jaehee was happy about it. Winter was a very stressful season for C&R International.
“Assistant Kang, I will be taking a short break to get some water.” Jumin sighed, rising up from his desk.
“Yes, Mr. Han.” Jaehee nodded, her eyes flickering to him before going back to the paper she was looking over.
Jumin left the room, his muscles aching and stiff from staying in one position for too long. He didn’t want to be there anymore, he wanted to go home and see you. The wedding had only been a month ago, and Jumin couldn’t get enough of you. He had to see your face at least once in the morning before leaving for work, it helped him build his motivation. You were amazing as always, and even better now that you were his wife. Every time Jumin would get home from work, you were always there to greet him and give him a quick peck on the lips or cheek. He couldn’t be any happier.
Work was the same as usual today, Jumin was dealing with the usual as always. A sip of water helped him relax a bit despite the tight atmosphere that surrounded him. Somehow though, today the water was a bit warm. It was supposed to be ice cold, was the machine perhaps broken? Jumin mumbled a small complaint to himself and reached out to place the cup down. Much to his dismay, his fingers were clumsy today and let go of the object early, resulting in the cup falling to the floor and spilling it’s contents on to the floor.
“What a pain…” Jumin sighed, bending down to clean his mess.
It was almost as if all of his luck had vanished in one second.
Before he could even bend down fully, Jumin’s phone began to ring. “What now…” Jumin grumbled in displeasure as he answered. “Yes, this is Han Jumin speaking.”
“Mr. Han,” Oh, it was only Jaehee. “There’s a call for you from the hospital.”
Jumin rubbed his temples in slight frustration. “Are they calling about my father’s pills again? Tell them they called the wrong number.”
“No, it’s about ____.” Jaehee said, her tone a bit more serious now.
Jumin’s heart stopped, his breath hitching for a moment. “What?”
“That’s all I know, they won’t tell me anything else.”
Clenching his jaw, Jumin didn’t bother saying anything as he hung up. He was back at the office in record time, going straight to the phone on his desk. What could have possibly happened to you? You didn’t leave the condo often, and you always tended to stay on the safe side, so how were you injured in any way?
“This is Han Jumin speaking.” He spoke quickly, wanting to get straight to the point.
“Mr. Han, your wife ____ has been in a serious accident.”
There was something about the scent of hospitals that always made Jumin sick. Maybe it was because all of his experiences at the hospital had been negative since the beginning of his life, well minus his birth. Either way, this experience was going to be another unpleasant memory for Jumin. His blood was rushing as he waited for the elevator he was currently in to hurry up and get to the floor you were on, his feet impulsively tapping on the hard floor as he occasionally glanced at the watch on his wrist. Jumin knew that you were in a stable condition, but they hadn’t told him any details on what was exactly wrong with you and what had happened to you. He was extremely anxious, his heart throbbing so hard that it was the only thing he could hear in his ears.
With a ding, the doors finally opened, and Jumin took no time to get out. It was fairly easy to get to your room, the location not too far from the elevator itself. He didn’t want to barge in, just in case you were sleeping or something. But since he was in a hurry to see how you were doing, he opened the door right away.
“____? It’s me.”
You were lying on the bed, facing away from the door. Jumin could tell there was something wrapped around your head, covering your eyes. He had so many questions, quietly walking over to your bedside. He wasn’t sure if you were awake or not, so he didn’t say anything in fear of possibly waking you.
You suddenly turned towards his direction, a small smile on your face. “J-Jumin, you’re here.”
“____!” Jumin took your hand, holding onto it tightly. “What happened? Are your eyes going to be okay?”
Your smile faltered. “I… got into an accident while I was out shopping, I can’t remember much of it.” You tried your hardest to recollect the events that lead to this, but failed to remember anything. “My eyes… They’re probably ruined.” You looked down, your voice cracking as you said the last bit.
Jumin clenched his jaw, his chest feeling heavy as he looked over your condition. “We’ll ask the doctor and see what he can do, we can’t lose hope now.”
You shook your head, your lip trembling as you were overcome with the urge to cry. “N-No, it’s too late, they already said they couldn’t help me.”
“Don’t say that ____.” Jumin took you into his arms, holding you tightly.
You felt so cold, almost lifeless despite the fact that you were wide awake. It was Jumin’s job to keep you warm, to be your safe haven. You clung onto him, as if you had nothing else left in this cruel world. Jumin understood how upset you must have been, the excruciating feeling of hopelessness. You could only see darkness, with only your sight and hearing to aid you. There was something else that would be there for you though, and that would be Jumin himself.
Jumin pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead, trying his best to comfort you. “I’ll find the best doctors in the world, and they will fix you. If I have to give up my own sight to get yours back, then I will. I’ll do anything to make you happy again.” He whispered.
“Y-You don’t have to do that for me…” You said, your voice muffled due to the fact that your face was buried into Jumin’s chest.
Jumin shushed you, rubbing circles onto your back. “I’ll do it even if you don’t want me to, I don’t wanna see you cry like this. I love you too much to see you in pain.”
You managed to smile a little, though it was bitter. “I love you too, sucks that I won’t be able to see your handsome face anymore though.”
Jumin frowned, you were right. You weren’t going to enjoy the same pleasures as before anymore, just the plain color of black. “Yes… That will be a shame.”
You suddenly chuckled at his reply. “Gosh, you’re so serious.” You pressed an ear against his heart, listening to the soft rhythm. “I can enjoy your voice at least, it’s actually pretty deep if you think about it.”
Jumin sighed, though the mood was much lighter than before. “You only notice that now?”
You continued to laugh, though it wasn’t the happiest, it was still something. If Jumin could continue to make you smile in any way, then he would do that for the rest of his life. He wasn’t sure how this whole situation was going to turn out, but he was positive about one thing.
Everything was going to be okay.
Happy ending-ish ending because I can’t stand sad ones, they hurt me TwT Hope ya enjoyed it and have a nice day~!
~ Admin Riri