Mystic Messenger Fanfiction | Next Generation

“I’m just happy.” I squeezed her hand. “So happy.” Her sweet laugh like tinkling bells made my tears well and fall even quicker as Ara and Gyeong appeared at the end of the aisle, Ara already being carried bridal style. Saeyoung started a slow clap and we all, had to in Jaehee’s case, happily joined in. The next generation of the RFA was already beginning, right here and now.



*Read the previous chapters of JaeheexMC Good Ending Continued*

  1. Partners, Friends and…?
  2. The Fall
  3. Stained
  4. Family Ties
  5. Where Are You?
  6. Trying to Believe
  7. Rescue Mission
  8. The Truth and The Coffee Cup
  9. A Pinch On the Cheek
  10. Left Unattended

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I looked out of the window to see my wife chasing the woman, I believed to be Saeyoung dressed up, with the bright red hair up and down the aisles of chairs as Saeran, my sister Mai, and their son Orion tried to avoid the hectic scene. Yoosung was laughing, although he frantically followed after them adjusting the chairs the two knocked over in their chase. Zen looked mostly confused as Jumin just shook his head, turning to their adopted daughter, Elizabeth, probably to discuss her upcoming graduation with her doctorate.

This was the beginning of the next generation. I’d realized it as I was pinning Ara’s veil into her hair. My daughter looked lovely, a simple dress, no beading, no pleating, just perfectly her. She was currently reciting random history facts like she always did when she was nervous.

I smiled and sat next to her on the bed, careful to avoid disturbing her gown and veil. “Everything is going to be fine, darling. Gyeong is probably already dressed and waiting for you downstairs or Saeyoung wouldn’t be out there going crazy.” We were hosting the wedding outside the home that would be Gyeong’s and Ara’s after today. They had a nice yard even though it was a relatively small two story house.

Ara sighed softly, before giving me a big smile. She looked exactly like my sister, not surprising given the history of her birth and consequent adoption, but it amazed me every time. “Thank you, mom…I know he’s down there. He um…actually texted me a bunch of times already.”

She showed me her phone with a multitude of heart texts and “I love you’s”and I couldn’t help but shake my head at the way my soon-to-be son in law was the perfect mix of his two fathers. Gyeong had grown up surrounded by intelligence, spontaneity, and compassion. He was the happiest and most accepting person I had ever met and his intelligence rivaled Ara’s perfectly.

“I’m going to go check on your mother and Saeyoung. I think he’s cross-dressed and your mother isn’t exactly happy.” I chuckled softly and shook my head. I wasn’t sure if those two would ever completely get along.

“Oh, Gyeong said he’d allowed his dad to do that, but I don’t think anyone told mother…” Realization came to her quickly. “Gyeong is going to be in trouble for this joke, too, isn’t he?”

“Only one way to find out.” I really started laughing now as I made my way out to the yard, greeting Gyeong with a “mom look” as I passed him in the hallway only to get a huge grin from him, one reminscent of Saeyoung’s.

My ears were immediately greeted with the stern tone of my wife as she glared at Saeyoung in his long red wig and maid’s outfit. “Saeyoung Choi, this is your son’s and my daughter’s wedding, and I don’t think either want to make a mockery of it.”

I shook my head and rolled my eyes before I went up to my wife, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. “Jaehee, dear, I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but Saeyoung does indeed have permission for this.”

“Oh good.” Yoosung sounded relieved. He’d clearly laughed for a while, but if I knew him, he had gotten progressively more upset that Saeyoung’s antics were upsetting other people at the wedding. It was a small wedding, RFA only, but still.

Jumin shrugged his shoulders. “I still hardly think it’s appropriate, but it isn’t my wedding nor Elizabeth’s, so my opinion hardly matters.”

Zen pinched the bridge of his nose with a sigh. “Can we all just stop yelling before I get a headache?” Jumin was quick to rub his husbands neck. “Indeed.”

Saeran sighed and sat down in the front row after checking his watch. “The way I see it, we have five minutes. That isn’t enough time for my idiot of a brother to change clothes and it certainly isn’t enough time for us to stand here bickering.” His voice was both flippant and full of affection as he complained. My sister and Orion sat next to him, Mai wrapping an arm around her husband’s shoulders. “I agree that we need to end the bickering, this is a beautiful day for a wedding, after all.”

Everyone looked around at each other before nodding and sitting down. The officiant was just moving up to the altar and we could hear Gyeong and Ara laughing in the hallway as they first met up before their wedding. A smile came to my face as love welled up in my heart.

These people, the RFA, were my family and had been since the first day I stepped into Rika’s apartment. Now our children were growing up and moving on with their lives, and before too long we would be passing on the gauntlet of our charity parties to these capable young people who were the joy of our lives, clearly visible by the way our eyes twinkled, crow’s feet and smile lines evident, whenever we looked at them.

Tears formed in my eyes as I sat with my wife who leaned forward to look at me, putting her hand on mine. “Are you alright, MC?” Jaehee was as beautiful as she’d always been to me, age hadn’t touched her heart at all, and she was still the same woman I’d fallen in love with except with even more love to give every day.

“I’m just happy.” I squeezed her hand. “So happy.” Her sweet laugh like tinkling bells made my tears well and fall even quicker as Ara and Gyeong appeared at the end of the aisle, Ara already being carried bridal style. Saeyoung started a slow clap and we all, had to in Jaehee’s case, happily joined in. The next generation of the RFA was already beginning, right here and now. (Hidden scene of Jaehee and MC parenting their teenage daughter. Become a patron.)

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Mystic Messenger Fanfiction | Left Unattended

By the time I had greeted every guest at the door, Jaehee was already at the podium to give her speech. I entered the room slowly as she greeted the assembly. She took a deep breath to steady herself, just like she did before making phone calls, which made me smile.

*Read YoosungxMC Good Ending Continued*

*Read the previous chapters of JaeheexMC Good Ending Continued*

  1. Partners, Friends and…?
  2. The Fall
  3. Stained
  4. Family Ties
  5. Where Are You?
  6. Trying to Believe
  7. Rescue Mission
  8. The Truth and The Coffee Cup
  9. A Pinch On the Cheek

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I had finally managed to decide on my dress, a full length black lace dress with long sleeves. It showed my collarbones and dipped in the back to expose my shoulder blades and upper back. I smiled as I pinned my hair up into a low bun. This would be Jaehee’s first RFA party wearing a dress instead of her business suit.

Ara was playing happily on the living room floor with my sister Mai. By now Ara was almost a year old and Mai was pregnant with Saeran’s son. Saeran was watching them on the couch, although he had been reluctant to let Mai sit on the floor at all.

Now he simply watched her quietly with wary eyes. He was already in his suit and Mai would be staying here with Ara. Yoosung and Saeyoung would be dropping their son off any minute now as well and Saeyoung would be taking us all to the party.

I finally turned around to face my wife just as she was zipping up her dress and my jaw fell to the floor. She had chosen a full length dress as well, but it was a shimmery gold with a slit up the leg to her thigh, double strapped, her back exposed all the way to the lower back. “J-Jaehee…” I really hadn’t expected her to go so bold.

“Is…is it too much?” She seemed uncomfortable with my reaction. “I just…since it’s my first time really wearing a dress and the theme is ballroom dancing…” I shook my head. “It’s absolutely perfect.”

My heart was racing as I looked at her, her every trait accentuated beautifully. I wrapped my arms around her and gave her a soft kiss, my face filling with blush. “It’s…going to be hard to keep my hands off you at the party.”

I had been trying to be a little more forward in my boldness lately, but my blush always betrayed my nerves. Jaehee laughed that beautiful tinkling bell sound, and I couldn’t help but to blush harder.

We heard footsteps coming up the stairs and opened out bedroom door, stepping out to greet Yoosung and Saeyoung in their suits, a little blond-haired boy sitting atop Saeyoung’s shoulders and squealing with laughter. His eyes were icy blue, but he was far from icy.

Gyeong was one of the happiest children I’d ever seen. Even at six months old, we figured he would always be a fun-loving child, particularly with the parents he had.

Yoosung reached for his son, removing him from Saeyoung’s shoulders and holding him up high above him before puling him in for a hug. “You’ll be good and play nicely with Ara and Auntie Mai, won’t you Gyeong?” He babbled happily to his son. Saeyoung watched the two interacting with a big smile, everyone’s heart in the room was swelling with joy at all of the love in just one room.

Saeran was the only one seemingly uncomfortable, but Mai gave him a gentle look and patted his knee softly. He smiled weakly before standing, leaning his weight on one leg and crossing the other foot behind him, crossing his arms. “Let’s get going.”

When we arrived at the party the others went in to finish the final preparations for the ballroom, all except for Yoosung who noticed V in the corner of the hallway into the event and froze. Saeyoung gave me a look over his shoulder that seemed to say. “Help me?” So I walked up to Yoosung and put a hand on his shoulder. “You should really talk to him.”

Yoosung stiffened at my suggestion. “How do I talk to someone who lied to us all and put us in danger?” There was some anger, but mostly I could feel sadness rolling off the blond. I looked over at the older man leaning against the wall of the hallway. “V had his own reasons for what he did, and I think you should at least just listen to him.”

The blonde sighed and nodded and stepped away from me. “Thanks, MC…I’ll do my best.” He gave me a hug before walking off toward V. I knew he visited Rika often in the hospital and V was almost always there, but this would be the first time they would actually be talking to each other about everything, after almost two years had passed.

I heard a loud shout from towards the ballroom and peaked inside to see a flustered Jaehee trying to get Saeyoung to put the tablecloths on the tables instead of running around with them tied onto himself like a cape.

Zen was attempting to pull his hand away from Jumin’s who simply insistently pulled Zen close, holding him as though her were the female dance partner. “Ehhh, not in public!”

A smirk played on Jumin’s lips as he simply started a waltz, leading Zen with him. Zen’s face continued to fill with red but it was blush rather than rage coloring his face.

Yoosung and V slid past me, V giving me a small, grateful smile. I returned a smile as I watched Yoosung join Jaehee in the chase after his husband the self-proclaimed “DEFENDER OF JUSTICE!”

I shook my head at their antics before stepping into the room as well, clapping loud enough for it to reverberate through the room and stop them in their tracks. “All right, children, let’s get this party set up.”


By the time I had greeted every guest at the door, Jaehee was already at the podium to give her speech. I entered the room slowly as she greeted the assembly. She took a deep breath to steady herself, just like she did before making phone calls, which made me smile.

“The RFA welcomes you to another charity event. Proceeds from tonight’s event will be given to local adoption agencies as well as mental health centers throughout Korea.” Jaehee’s eyes met mine and I think I saw her freeze, the business side of her melting away just a little.

“I’d like to say just a few words in thanks of my fellow members including my wife MC who…before when I would try so hard to hide my emotions has now brought out my emotions in ways I never knew were possible.”

Her eyes were brimming with tears, but she coughed a little before addressing the others. “I’d also like to thank the Choi brothers and Mr. Choi’s husband as well as Mr. Han and musical actor Zen. This group has done so much not only for me but for many charities throughout Korea, so please think of the good you can do tonight when you make your auction purchases. Thank you.”

When she was done, I could see her visibly calm as the audience applauded and she stepped away from the podium to allow V to explain the auction. She was with me in a few moments, throwing her arms around me.

“You did great, sweetheart.” I’d felt my heart swell at her words for me and gave her a soft kiss. “Try not to stress so much, I told you it would go perfectly.”

It was starting to get a little noisy as the guests made their way to the dance floor with their respective partners, so I pulled Jaehee off into a side room. Hopefully, the others would be able to handle the guests on their own.

Jaehee raised her eyebrow at me. “What are we doing in the storage room?” There were several chairs stacked everywhere, and I realized from the crowded shelves that she was correct. I smiled and shrugged. “I just wanted to be alone somewhere quiet for a while.” (R-Rated Scene. To receive the password for this scene use the pop-up form when you enter a new blog or contact me and include the word “R-Rated” in your message.)


Yoosung was watching the guests dancing. So many of them seemed to be deeply in love with their partners. It was so lovely to see. The blond looked over his shoulder “Saeyoung we should…” Where was his husband? “…dance…”

“Psst.” Saeyoung whispered from behind a cracked door, a smirk on his face. “Defender Seven Oh Seven is calling for Yoosung Star.”

Yoosung nearly jumped out of his skin when he heard his husband whispering to him, but he turned around with a smile and a sigh, pushing his hair away from his forehead, since he no longer wore clips and hadn’t for a long time. Maybe he should get a hair cut?

Saeyoung’s next comment made the blond raise and eyebrow as he pushed the door to the side room open and entered. Saeyoung slammed the door shut and locked it, his arm above his husband’s head. “I would like to play a game.” His voice had a touch of the soft growl Yoosung knew all too well.

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Jumin wrapped his arm casually around Zen’s waist. All of these people dancing and he couldn’t join in all because they had been keeping their relationship a secret for almost two years. Zen flinched away. “Not here, I can’t have a scandal.”

The albino felt terrible about it, but really neither of them needed the wrath of his fans, nor trouble for Jumin’s company. There were already rumors circling, even though the response so far had been positive, the albino couldn’t help but worry.

The dark-eyed man raised an eyebrow at him. “Maybe it’s time we figured something out about that, but for now…” He looked around the room and saw that the kitchens were nearby before leaning to whisper in his boyfriend’s ear. “Let’s find somewhere quiet to dance.” He strode away slowly, confident that Zen would follow after him within a few minutes.

“That Trust Fund Jerk…” Zen muttered darkly as he watched his boyfriend walk away. He tapped his leg with agitation until finally following after him, feeling the beast in his gut. By now, the albino knew Jumin had a thing for exhibitionism, and he wasn’t exactly against that himself either. When he slipped into the kitchens, Jumin was already pulling the albino close by his waist.

“Are we really going to dance?” Heat was already rising as the beast lifted it’s head at the glinting obsidian of Jumin’s eyes. Jumin just smiled and pulled Zen into a deep kiss, raking his tongue across Zen’s teeth before pulling away. “Not the kind of dance you do in the ballroom.”

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Saeran and V were getting bogged down by questions. The formerly pale haired redhead started sending frantic messages to the messenger. Where are you guys? What are you doing? I’m alone out here and they’re asking me for the drinks!!

V tried to start the auction to distract everyone while Saeran got on the phone with Mai. He could hear the children babbling to each other in the background as he frantically spoke with his wife, the words tumbling out. “I’m alone out here and I can’t find MC or anyone else. The guests keep asking me for the drinks but I don’t know where they are and oh my God I’m going to be a terrible father!”

Mai didn’t know how all of that translated into his ability to parents, but she kept her voice soft and soothing. “Try not to worry, I’m sure the others are just busy taking care of the guests as well. Try to find the kitchens. MC said that’s usually where you can find anything you need for the party. And you’re going to be the best father to your son, because he’s yours and you love him.”

Saeran just nodded to everything she said, trying to swallow his panic and remain calm. He started to test the different rooms surrounding the ballroom. He tried one and found it to be locked, but he could hear what sounded like MC’s voice from the other side as well as some sort of soft moaning sound that sounded like.

“Oh…my God…” He just stepped away, his face completely red from both embarrassment and a little of anger that she would leave the party for that. Then again, he wasn’t exactly the most patient when it came to sex either.

He shook his head and went on to the next room, but this time he knew exactly what he was hearing. His brother and his husband Yoosung were being incredibly noisy. “Holy shit!!!” He jumped away from the door, glad the guests had moved into the other room for the auction.

By now the corner of his mouth was twitching in some form of half-smiling grimace as he found his way to the final door away from the ballroom other than the hallway doors. He took a deep breath and pushed it open, happy to find it unlocked.

He was unhappy though to find that this kitchen, at least it was the kitchen, was also occupied, and his ears were assaulted by the moans of the albino and his lover. Saeran’s mouth was definitely twisted into what could only be described as a crazed and murderous smile. He could see the cart of drinks, so he grabbed it and casually wheeled it out, just wanting to get out of the kitchen as quickly as possible.

Saeran was seething with rage as he messaged the messenger. I HATE YOU ALL. You’re a bunch of horny messes, and I hope you’re happy with yourselves, because I heard all of you…God, I quit.

By the time everyone saw those messages, the party was over, having gone perfectly well even with the drinks issue, and they were all home in bed. Jumin was in bed, petting Elizabeth and just shrugged. Zen was covering his mouth in shocked embarrassment but then messaged back. Count yourself lucky, everyone wants to hear me but only the few are so privileged.

Yoosung was so embarrassed he could have cried as he cuddled into the laughing Saeyoung, who was almost crying as his sides started to hurt from laughing so hard. I and Jaehee both turned bright red, Jaehee apologizing profusely over the messenger and me covering my face with a blanket.

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