Of Little Faith (Jihyun x CMC)
Summary: When you’re bound to someone, tied together by spring from the hands of Fate herself, the time never feels like enough. And yet, when the time is cut short the string is not, giving Jihyun something he’d never had before. Before Jane, before their promise, and before her request.
Warnings: Mentions of alcohol, unsupportive parents, mentions and brief descriptions of mental illness (specifically anxiety and depression).
Notes: Lads this has been sitting in a google docs folder for a WHILE. I originally wrote it for the @nostringsdetached zine (which I ADORED being apart of) but I just never got round to posting when we got the clear to. I’ve re-edited and decided to share, and I hope you enjoy! (also hello nice to see you again<3)
Takes place in an AU where Jihyun meets Jane in his final year of university, during his year abroad in Italy. Before the RFA, before Rika, before he was who he is.
The CMC in question is my OC Jane, who I mentioned in a tag game quite a while back. If by some chance you remember that lol, here she is! I made a little character profile as I was working with an incredible artist (who is inactive now, as far as I’m aware, but trust me I wept when they brought her to life for me) so I thought I’d link that here in case you wanted to get a feel for her character! I didn’t go into huge descriptive detail about her in this piece just because of the nature of the zine, so I thought I’d share.
“Oh, I’m sorry. I’ll leave you to it.”
Jihyun was starving for some fresh air, weaving through the waves of students that huddled together in the already stuffy living room. The air had grown stifling, sticky – his patience wavering with every clap on his back and every roar from the neverending game of beer pong.
He had slid aside the glass door to the balcony, confident that the other guests were far too engrossed in the festivities to notice a ghost like him fade from view. However, upon stepping out into the cool evening air, he discovered that the balcony which he had previously assumed to be empty was, in fact, occupied.
She must have noticed the growing rose in his cheeks and the slight crack in his voice, as she offered him a kind – perhaps pitiful, Jihyun was unsure – smile. “Don’t be silly, you’re welcome to join me. I’d enjoy the company.”