A/N: Hey there, I am a busy human bean so this may not get updated quickly but any and all feedback is welcome as I am a new writer. Thank you and I hope you like it! The general plan is to write a few chapters for each route starting from the RFA party on day 11. Definite SPOILERS for all endings, so if you haven't played through them, proceed at your own risk!

If I kept on like this, I would burn holes in my husband-to-be's striped shirt with my stares. How was I supposed to keep my eyes off of him? The party was trailing to its end, and I stood with Jaehee by the long hallway to the valet, shaking hands again with the guests as they left one by one. Jumin was still sequestered away by the oil prince across the ballroom, and I couldn't help but steal glances over at him in his fine suit, a smile etched on my face. Every few moments, he would look across the prince's shoulder and meet my eyes, the faintest of smiles playing across his lips and making a warm shudder tiptoe down my spine.

I was never the type to wear or buy expensive clothing, but I couldn't help feeling a warm glow as I touched the aquamarine fabric that Jumin had chosen just for me. I was a little dazed, still, at the idea that I would be able to spend my life with him – that he wanted me the way I wanted him. Another stolen glance, and a deep blush darkened my cheeks as I met his gray eyes.

At this, he politely began to escort the oil prince toward the exit, where Jaehee and I stood waiting to say goodbye to the last few guests lingering at the party. The prince greeted me enthusiastically, kissing my hand and joking, "You are a lucky woman! You would have made wonderful match for bald son, but you make Mr. Han very happy!" I thanked him and let Jaehee take over, turning my attentions back to Jumin, who stood just to the side, looking me over with that same hard-to-detect smile.

Two more guests were approaching, and Jumin murmured quietly, "Come with me," taking my hand in his. Feeling a pang of guilt at Jaehee's exasperated expression, we snuck away to one of the tables in the back of the ballroom. We sat at chairs angled close enough together that our knees brushed. He took both of my hands, tracing their shape carefully with gloved thumbs and sending electricity racing through me. "Is it possible to miss someone even when you are with them?"

I smiled and dipped my head, "I know what you mean. I- I don't want to be apart from you." I looked up nervously and saw his eyes narrowed in an emotion I couldn't quite read. He leaned forward, dangerously close, and tucked a stray bit of hair behind my ear.

"You don't have to be. Come home with me tonight." Warmth pooled in my stomach, and I leaned in to the embrace, sliding my hand underneath his blazer to the small of his back.

"Woah! Hey, you two!" Too close, Zen's voice shattered the moment and I quickly withdrew. "Let's help Jaehee, come on!" Seven stood off to the side, a mischevious glint in his eye.

Jumin gave Zen a dark glare and sighed through his nose. "Leave," he said firmly, his grip on my hand stronger than before.

"Nope! You have the rest of your life to cuddle, let's go!" Zen insisted, placing his hand on my arm to help me up. This, evidently, didn't sit well with Jumin, who stood and stepped between me and Zen, looming over him. Zen lifted his hands in appeasement, but was relatively unfazed. "Okay, okay. Seriously, though, we should help Jaehee and wrap up this party."

Jumin turned to take my hand again and helped me up. I shot an apologetic look at Zen – I wasn't used to someone being so protective of me. Zen rolled his eyes with a bemused smile and the four of us (with Seven) walked back to where Jaehee stood surrounded by the last guests. I offered an awkward left-handed handshake to the LOLOL guild officer, my right hand trapped in Jumin's.

Finally, the guests had all departed, and Jaehee's polite smile was replaced with a real one, if only for a moment. "Mr. Han, you said you wanted to have dinner with your father after the party. He's waiting for you downtown."

"Ah, I'd forgotten…" Jumin frowned, meeting my gaze. I was a bit disappointed, but I smiled anyway.

"It's okay, Jumin, just go to him. He must be hurting about Glam." He hesitated, then stooped to give me a kiss goodbye. His lips pressed mine fervently, but only for a moment. Another blush turned my face pink as Zen cleared his throat loudly – I would definitely need to get used to such intimate moments happening in public. Perhaps it didn't bother Jumin, having grown up with cameras and nosy stares all his life, but for me it was a bit embarrassing, especially since I didn't quite have a handle on my own reactions when he kissed me.

"Will you wait for me at the penthouse?" he asked, but before I could get a word out, Zen interjected.

"Hey, none of that! You're not locking her up in there again until the wedding!" he insisted. Yoosung, who had appeared behind Jaehee, stifled a laugh. "I remember when I had my last girlfriend, it was you that said you opposed two people living together before marriage!" Zen scolded.

Jumin glanced between Zen and I, deliberating. "I did say that, but that was before I knew what it felt like to love someone." My heart jumped – Jumin was always so forthright! Still, I would never tire of hearing him say he loved me. "But… You may have a point," he admitted. "What do you think?" he asked me earnestly.

"I… Maybe it's best to wait." I told him uncertainly. I was torn – part of me wanted nothing more than to start my life with Jumin immediately and never leave his side. But another part of me was thinking of the conversations I had yet to have with my family, and of how special our wedding night would be if we did wait.

He pursed his lips, but did not protest. "I hope we can plan this wedding quickly, then, my love." He pressed his lips lightly to my forehead, then motioned to his driver across the room. "I will see you tomorrow." My heart sank a little when he let go of my hand, but I tried to push the feeling away.

Thankfully, Seven distracted me as Jumin walked away to meet his driver. "Hey, I can give you a ride home in my babe car!" I smiled gratefully and nodded.

"Thanks, Seven." I was a bit curious to see which of his expensive cars he'd brought to the party. "Do you need any help with anything, Jaehee?" I asked, feeling a bit guilty. I may have invited the guests, but the party was only such a success because of her hard work.

"No, that's all right. The cleaning crew has already arrived, so I'll be going home now, too. Security did their best to get rid of all the reporters after Mr. Han's proposal, but I worry that some might be lingering around outside. You'll have to be careful, okay?"

I smiled reassuringly at her. "Okay. Thanks for worrying. I never practiced judo, but I know how to put up a fight!" I joked.

Seven giggled. "So feisty! You'll have to be, if you're marrying Jumin!" I laughed, heart warm. The RFA was unfailingly kind, and I felt comforted at the thought that I was going to be a permanent member of the group. "Okay, little lady, let's go to the babe car!" I said swift goodbyes to Jaehee, Zen, and Yoosung, walked with Seven toward the doors when a familiar voice stopped us.

"Luciel," said V, hurrying toward us. Seven's lighthearted smile hardened into a stiff look of resentment. What happened between them? I couldn't help but wonder. "I said we would talk after the party, and I meant it."

Seven sighed, looking a bit defeated. "Yeah, okay. I just have to take her to the apartment first. Then we can go wherever you want." V nodded, and without waiting for further answer, Seven started walking swiftly toward the door.

I hesitated, then took V's arm. "I hope this is okay." I said, not wanting to offend him.

V smiled slightly, "You are very kind." Seven was several meters ahead already, holding the door open without making eye contact with either of us. V was quiet as we made our Seven's flashy silver Mercedes with black rims. As we reached it, V clambered into the back so I hurried to the front and climbed in the nicest car I'd ever seen.

"She is a babe," I told Seven, trying to relieve the tension. He flashed a quick smile and laughed.

"Ooooh yeah." He was a good driver, I noticed quickly as he drove smoothly out of the parking lot and onto the highway. Or perhaps the car's handling was just that nice. "So!" Seven said suddenly, "The woman that melted Jumin's icy heart. Do you have magic powers? Where did you get them?"

I laughed, Jumin's name immediately bringing a silly smile to my face. "Secret." I told him. "Can't share."

"Ah, so mysterious," he joked. "Well, I know we've said it before, but the change in him really is pretty incredible. Whatever your secret power, I'm happy for both of you. Plus—" He paused to wink at me, "Maybe Jumin is warmed up enough to let me play with Elly!"

I grinned and shook my head. "I wouldn't get your hopes up." Jumin had said that he wanted to give Elisabeth 3rd back to V, but I knew that he was overjoyed to have her back home. "Sometimes I'm still not sure if I can compete with her."

Seven cackled, "I saw the look in Jumin's eyes earlier when he was trying to lure you back to his penthouse. There's no competition." I blushed again, not sure how to respond. Thankfully, Seven was turning into the neighborhood where Rika's apartment stood, so I just shuffled in my seat. "We're here! Okay, make sure you go to bed early, Mrs. Han!" Seven grinned as he pulled up in front of the building.

I laughed, embarrassed but overjoyed to be called that for the first time, and opened the door. "Goodbye, V. And thanks for the ride, Seven – make sure to get the babe home safe!" I shut the car door quickly and hurried upstairs, giving a quick glance over my shoulder as Seven drove off.

Inside, I unzipped the beautiful gown and stood in just my slip for a moment, taking in all that had happened tonight. I carefully hung the dress in a garment bag and changed into comfortable pajamas, setting a kettle on the stove for tea and curling into a chair by the window. I pulled my phone from the small bag beside me and saw one notification: a text from Jumin Han.

Dream of me tonight, my love.