Chapter Text
The Bond That Holds Us
You sat on the sofa legs crossed, glancing at the clock hanging above the fireplace for the umpteenth time for the evening. You sat up with a sigh, reaching up into a stretch and kicking off your heels with little care.
He was late, again.
It wasn’t too much of a surprise, this wasn’t the first time you would wait on his return only to be disappointed. He was a busy man and you knew what you were getting into when you agreed to marry him. Of course it was the best decision of your life, you loved him, but you felt more melancholy even more so than before since becoming Mrs. Han.
You gazed at the picture hanging on the wall with you and your husband smiling together on your wedding day; it was nearly 2 years ago, when that photo was taken, yet it felt like an eternity. Looking at the same white walls, the same scenery from the open window, and the same empty bed that you woke up to every morning; a quiet lonely eternity.
You weren't complaining,not really, you had the luxurious life people longed for. The jet trips to wherever you desired, the finest clothing, tailored by only the best; and the most divine food prepared by world famous chefs from around the world. However, even with all those luxuries it was nothing compared to spending quality time with the love of your life, it was the only luxury in your life that you needed, you wanted.
Today he was supposed to be coming back from a business trip in the Middle East to visit the Oil Prince. When he told you he would be gone for a few weeks again, you were more than understanding; though deep down you were hurting but you couldn’t show it. Jumin was the most devoted man you have ever met in your entire life; he saw you as a goddess and would do anything for you, give you world if he could.
If he knew how much it hurt, helping him pick out his clothing, packing his bags before he leaves; he would without a doubt cancel his meeting to spend time with you. That was just the kind of man your husband was; he would, without a doubt, drop everything he's doing to give you his undivided attention. You didn't want your longing to interfere with his work, you would never make him choose between the two, and what kind of wife would you be to make such a selfish request like that.
The sound of your phone buzzing pulled you from your trance. You immediately picked up the phone hoping for it to be your beloved husband, texting to tell you he was on his way; instead it was a text message from Zen. Your heart sank slightly in disappointment but you were happy to hear from the white-haired actor nonetheless.
[ZEN: If you aren't busy being Mrs. Trustfund, join the chat room lol!]
You tilted your head slightly from his request, but did as you were told. Pulling out your phone and opening the app, you were surprised to see all the members in there, apart from your husband, of course. Although, it was rare when everyone could be online all at once.
Zen’s career was kicking off tremendously ever since he became the face of C&R. Yoosung was busy studying for medical school to earn his degree while interning with C&R. Jaehee was managing her well earned and successful cafe, which was known for its freshly brewed coffee, and a wide range of coffee beans. And Saeyoung was busy supporting his brother and selling kid friendly robotic toys in his own department store.
And you, you were busy being Mrs. Trustfund.
Busy being the wife and co-owner of C&R Inc. Which meant the only thing you were doing was sleeping all day while occasionally going down stairs to walk around the shops, watching reruns on Jetflix and Zulu, and eating the unhealthiest things you had stashed away whenever your husband was gone; you didn't want to be lectured by him and your nutritionist.
MC has joined the chatroom.
707: And the princess has arrived!
MC: Guten Tag!
Yoosung : Typo??
707: lol it means good evening in German.
Jaehee Kang: I was unaware that you were familiar with the German language.
MC: That’s about as fluent as I can get;;;
Yoosung: I learned a few German terms while researching multicultural medicine.
707: Ja? Du liebe Manner?
}Seven's blushing hearts emoji
Yoosung: I don’t know what that is Seven! I can’t translate that unless I use Oogle Translate!
MC: lolo, I don’t think you want to know what it means, Yoosung;;;;
}Seven's glasses breaking emoji
707: U LIED MC, YOU DO KNOW SOME GERMAN!
707: U only remembered greetings and all the naughty terms.
}Seven’s flashing eyes emoji
MC: Caught meh.
ZEN: Anyways
ZEN: We were talking about my new role.
Jaehee Kang: Yes, please let us go back to that.
707: Oh ya, Zenny got a new role! What’s it this time?
707: Does it involve bondage?
707: Or shirtless bondage
707: OOH, or wet shirtless bondage?!?
}Zen’s surprised emoji
ZEN: Dude, don’t even say stuff like that, it’s creepy.
Jaehee Kang: I would not be…against it, Zen.
MC: Oooh~ some Zengasm fan service!
707: He has those abs u just want to rub ur face up and down on.
}Jaehee thumbs up emoji
ZEN: Can you please stop; how did it even get to this?!
Yoosung:: Come on, just tell us. What is it?
ZEN: You're right! So, it’s about romance
[Zen post poster for upcoming role]
707: BOW CHIKA WOW WOOW
}Jaehee peeking over glasses emoji
Jaehee Kang: Please alert me the moment tickets are available.
MC:~ Sexy, sexy~
Yoosung: Am I the only who’s cringing;;;
Jaehee Kang: Yes you are, Yoosung.
707: Ya
MC: lol
}Zen’s winking emoji
ZEN: Thanks for the love guys, and don’t worry Jaehee. You all are getting front row tickets. So don't worry.
Jaehee Kang: Please excuse me, but I think I got a little light headed. I must get back to tending the shop.
Jaehee Kang: Oh, and do not forget you are all welcome to come by anytime.
ZEN: I have to go too, want to go start practicing lines ASAP.
}Yoosung’s sighing emoji
Yoosung: And I have to finish up this assignment before midnight.
MC: No! Everyone’s leaving. T-T
Yoosung: Seven, when are you going to give MC her own emojis?
707: I wanted to!
707: But she says she doesn’t want one!
MC: I don’t want my face moving around like that, it’s gross lol.
ZEN: I think it'll be cute. And you’ll be fine MC, Jumin will keep you entertained I’m sure...
}Zen’s salty face emoji
ZEN: That guy. He better be treating you good MC!
MC: Okay, down boy;; We’re fine, he’s just busy is all, so he hasn't really been around for awhile now.
Jaehee Kang: I am sure he has more duties since he has been taking on more legitimate projects now since he has gotten rid of his unhealthy obsession of cat projects.
Yoosung: MC, you must be really lonely.
Yoosung: I would never get bored if I were there! He has an Sbox and a Zstation!
Yoosung: Hey! Why don’t you drop by the offices?
ZEN: Yeah Mrs. Boss Lady, you can go down to the office and make sure everything’s okay, since Jumin’s gone.
MC: Nah, every time I go down there everyone gets super scared since I’m married to their boss.
Jaehee Kang: I can see how that would be intimidating.
ZEN: MC is far from intimidating but I have to go guys, talk you later.
ZEN has left the chatroom.
Yoosung: You can always come down and visit me MC, I won’t be scared of you especially if you bring me food!
}Yoosung’s smiling emoji
MC: I’ll think about it just for you. :3 :3
Yoosung: MC, please consider getting your own personal emoji’s, they’re super fun.
}Yoosung’s cheering emoji
}Yoosung’s smiling emoji
}Yoosung’s cheering emoji
}Yoosung's blushing emoji
Yoosung* has left the chatroom.
Jaehee Kang: I will talk to you two later and MC, I’m sure he will return soon. Goodbye.
Jaehee Kang has left the chatroom.
707 has left the chatroom.
MC:……
}MC’s sinister laughing emoji
MC has left the chatroom.
You set your phone down next to you on the sofa and kicked your feet up over the arm of the chair. Your mind went blank, back to the conversation you just had with everyone; immediately you were painfully aware that another hour had passed and there was still no call or text from your husband.
“Damn it Jumin.” You said to yourself. You pulled your phone out, which had slid underneath you, and as you were about to hold down 2 on the dial-pad to speed dial him the screen switched on popping up a video chat from a familiar caller ID. A small smile pulled at your lips and you sat up, raking a hand through your hair and positioning the camera so he can see your face.
“My love. I’m sorry that it’s taking so long to come back home to my wife, I know you must be very lonely without me.”