I do not own Mystic Messenger nor the characters. This is purely fanficion of Cheritz's game.
WARNING: This story contains spoilers. If you haven't completed the game and want to remain surprised, please avoid reading this story until you finish! Also, my bad. I hate intro chapters. It's a lot of details and explaining, so sorry for being a horrible writer.
Areum is the name of MC, so she is technically not my OC at all. Technically.
Tick tock, tick tock…
"I just want to be with her all the time," he pouted, kissing the back of her hand and causing a deep shade of red to flourish across her cheeks, "What can I do?" Zen gagged in the background while Yoosung laughed nervously. "Just wait until you guys have someone this dear in your life!"
"So jealous…!" Zen hissed, rubbing his hands over his face, "I guess God really did make a mistake for creating a perfect human…"
"Oh, you narcissist," Areum teased, letting go of Saeyoung's hand to go punch the beautiful creature in his arm, causing Saeran to back away from them, "Eh? Why are running away from us? Saeran!"
"Don't come near me!" Saeran hissed, but Yoosung suddenly hugged him from behind, "What…?!"
"Aw, Saeran-hyung, don't be so shy!"
"'H-H-Hyung'?!"
Saeyoung took a step back to admire the scene that laid out before him-all the smiling faces, the musical sound of laughter ringing in his ears. Even his brother, Saeran, seemed to be a little moved by all the positive attitude that was floating around in the air. It was almost as if this was finally the time he would get his happy ending, but deep down, Saeyoung knew what's about to happen soon. Everything that made him happy would soon be taken away from him under his feet. But what can he do? It's his unchanging routine to suffer, and he can't do anything about it.
As soon as Yoosung brought out the camera, the countdown began for the redhead. He would make a comment about being in love with Areum, force them all into a photo and yadda, yadda, yadda. Saeyoung should treasure these moments more, since they don't come too often, but this has happened so many times that now it's utter and complete torture for him. Just why can't things stay the way they are after the picture? Why does he have to be the one who carries the burden?
Areum nestled up close to him, causing him to pull out of his thinking. He turned his head to see a bright smile on his fiancée's face, and he almost believed that maybe this time, things would be different. But as soon as he heard "We are RFA!" from the mouths of his dearest friends, his heart sank knowing that after the flash, it would all be over.
"Areum… Please choose me again…" he murmured under his breath as the camera went off, capturing this moment that occasionally relays in his life.
And it was a blinding light that took over his eyes, his body feeling heavy. Great, and now everything will be over… Saeyoung thought to himself.
"Dude, you okay?"
Wait, that was different.
"Is he drunk? I thought he didn't drink."
"Honey, are you alright?"
His golden eyes flashed open and he saw everyone's faces hovering over him, concern written on all over them. Wait, why are they still there? Why is he still here? Why did Areum just call him "honey"? Is this some sort of prank?
"He must have knocked his head hard on something," Vanderwood grumbled from afar, causing Saeyoung to sit upright in shock, "Or, all that soda and chips have finally made their process of killing his brain cells!"
"Here, let's go for a walk, honey," Areum sighed, tugging on his hand and trying to pull him up, "You really are out of it."
"Be careful when you two are out," Jumin proceeded to warn as Yoosung handed the girl both of their winter coats, "It is winter, meaning that it's already dark outside."
"Yes, Father!" Areum giggled and Zen snorted at the comment as she dragged the confused Saeyoung outside.
Wait, what is even happening? Shouldn't he be back in his room by now by himself? Unless…
"Hey, look! They're opening up a new café tomorrow!"
Saeyoung looked up from his feet and saw Areum running up to a rustic styled building. He smiled as she excitedly pointed at the sign, clearly stating that it will be open tomorrow. And that's new… he thought to himself, slowly making his way towards the café, maybe… Maybe all the resetting is over? He took his place next to her, looking through the dark glass window to sneak a peek at the interior of the shop. Everything matched the rustic style of the exterior from what he could tell, and it looked pretty damn cute if he wanted to say something about it.
"Maybe I can get a job here!" Areum cheered as she wrapped her arm around his, "I seriously think that I'm going to be the cutest waitress here."
"You are, but I forbid you to work!" Saeyoung laughed, forcing her body to face his, "I don't want anyone to be looking at you!" He pouted as his arms wrapped around her waist tightly, pulling her close to pepper kisses all over her face.
"Heh, finally caught your attention."
"Sorry… But seriously, you're not working here because a lot of men are going to stare at you for how cute you are!"
"Oh, don't worry. We only hire qualified people to work here."
At the sound of a new voice, Saeyoung immediately shoved Areum behind his body, his eyes growing dark with anger and protection. There before the couple stood a tall, slender man with skin as white as snow and long, thin, curly, dirty blonde hair. He looked sickly as his cheeks and almond-shaped light blue eyes sunk into his face, a five o'clock shadow masking over his chiseled jaw. Obviously not Korean, but maybe European?
The smell of spices filled the aroma around the three as the winds started to blow, both Saeyoung and Areum realizing that it was coming from the strange man. He wore fitted pants under a white flannel, the top few buttons undone and revealing some part of a tattoo on his right chest. He looked harmless, but the energy that emitted from this stranger was dangerously strong and terrifying.
"E-Eh…" Areum stammered, clenching Saeyoung's jacket as he held his arms up to protect her, "I… I see…"
"Amusing," the man chuckled, a thick accent coming through on the last syllable, "Well, it doesn't hurt to apply. I hope to see you two and your friends here at WONDERLAND." He paused and smiled. "This is definitely an interesting story…"
"W-What was that?!" Saeyoung growled and the man smirked, "We're not coming to this café ever!"
"Oh. What a shame."
The man suddenly lunged at Saeyoung, Areum screaming as he grabbed him by the collar of his jacket and shoved him against the glass of the café. Saeyoung gasped for air and flailed his limbs to try and fight off the thin male, but he was stronger than he looked. His amber eyes helplessly looked at Areum as she tried to pry him off, but in a white flash she was on the floor, knocked out.
Anger surged through his veins and nerves, guilt rising up in his throat to form a little ball that eventually grew. He wanted to scream and yell-anything! Because once again, Choi Saeyoung failed to protect the love of his life again. He screwed up again, even after given the chance to keep this happy ending. He deserved everything this man is going to do with him, especially when he wraps his thin, bony fingers around his throat tightly.
"Listen, boy, it's time for you to wake up from this dream," he growled under his breath, Saeyoung clawing at his hands for him to release, "There is no way for you to avoid this place, because fortunately for you, we have heard the cries of your nightmares." He choked for air, desperately looking at Areum's body. "It's time for you to reset."
Saeyoung froze at his last words, the man smirking. How did he know? How much does he know? Those were the last two thoughts he had before seeing white and cold rushing over her body.
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Saeyoung awoke from inhaling Honey Buddha Chip dust and choking on it, finding himself slumping in his computer chair. Shit, definitely a dream… he thought and sat up straight to look at the time, there is no way I couldn't have reset… But even as he thought this, he shamelessly looked around his workspace to see if the robot cat he made was still charging in its bed. Obviously, it wasn't.
He began to make preparations for her entrance, making sure that things were going on schedule. It didn't take much, but he still wanted everything to be perfect for her.
"Here we go…" Saeyoung breathed as he watched the CCTV, cursing on the inside at how his heart was uncontrollably beating within his chest, "And… it's… show time!" He immediately picked up his phone, logging into the chatroom to be there when she first enters the scene.
She arrived at the scene shortly later, and everything was proceeding as normal. Everyone was following protocol, questioning her association, prying for information on her from him, V coming in and calming the situation. It all went down smoothly and routinely. He was getting ready to make a phone call to her and proceeded to assume everything will be fine…
…. Until she suddenly ran down the hallway and escaping the view from his security camera. That, was new.
Saeyoung immediately looked at the chatroom messages and his heart sank. Something was off, something was changing, and it was happening to her by her lonesome self. Everyone began to panic as she cried for help on her end, informing them that someone was trying to enter the apartment with her. Damn, damn, damn…! What the hell is happening now?!
"FUCK!" Saeyoung yelled and stood up from his chair, pacing back and forth in front of his computer, "MintEye can't be sending in their spies this early, can they?!"
He was about let go of his last fuck when something moved on the screen in the corner of his eye. His attention was drawn to the video feed, his face practically glued onto the screen as a young girl walked into view. Specifically, a girl he didn't recognize. Saeyoung didn't know it, but he was holding his breath as his eyes watched her every move, as she made her way a little closer to end of the area where his camera could record.
He began to analyze her, her facial expressions, the way she cautiously moved about at the beginning of the hallway. Every detail of her appearance was absorbed into his brain, from the way her long, cherry blossom colored hair fell past her waist, to the way she wiggled her toes when she took a step, to how her almond-shaped, dark blue eyes would squint to see if the other person in apartment was around her-even the ugly Christmas sweater she was wearing over black leggings was being criticized. Not because it was ugly (lies), but how the hell does she still manage to pull that shit off in November and still make it look good on her?!
"… Who the hell are you?" The girl suddenly looked straight into the camera, Saeyoung clenching his phone. It was as if she knew it was him watching her, his heart thundering away in his chest as they kept staring at one another. Saeyoung was mesmerized by the sudden eye contact that he once again forgot how to breathe, but that all changed when a smile appeared on the girl's face before she disappeared into the kitchen.
Well, fuck him.
This was completely different than what he was used to, and he didn't know if he should fine relief in it, or be afraid. But more importantly, she's alone with her, and he wasn't sure if she had sent her to ruin things.