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the first time you made me laugh

Jumin X reader. For @goddess-shattering-star​​ 💕

You sit on the pristine leather couch in the middle of the spacious, sunlit room and consider the sound of your own voice: stiff and strange, too loud and too sharp and—as far as you can tell—horribly out of place.

Your bare feet are tucked up under your body and your hands are clasped in your lap. You’re a funny little pretzel, you think: all tied up in knots (and tongue-tied, too—twisted and turned inside out). You can’t seem to remember how it is that you normally use your limbs.

He watches you with an unreadable look in his eyes and you wonder if he feels the same way.

“So,” he says. He’s perched on a chair opposite you with his legs crossed in front of him—like he, too, isn’t sure how he’s supposed to act.

“So,” you say back. Over the phone, speaking to him felt as natural as falling into bed at the end of a long day—but now you are in his home, and you’re looking into his fathomless eyes, and you’re suddenly aware that you hardly know him at all.

“I’ll order food for us,” he says slowly, rising from his chair (and you suspect it’s because he wants to give himself a task). “Anything you’d like.”

You watch him instead of answering. He crosses the living room with a sort of purposeful stride, and it’s easy to imagine the way crowds must part for him when he’s out in the world. The air around him vibrates; he’s got presence and power—and yet you get the sense that he’s a man who never feels comfortable (not even in his own home).