Note: This story contains spoilers for the game (If you've played Sevens route your fine), there will be two separate endings you can choose to read (Or both!) Jumins ending will be labeled Purple while Seven's will be labeled Red, and finally there will be some violence.
MC POV
You found yourself strapped in the passenger side of a car, speeding down long winding roads leading to nowhere. You noted the red headed boy driving, his eyes glued to the road like it would give him some kind of answer to this crud tale. With guilt washing over your body you reached a hand to rest on his shoulder, causing him to tense, then relax.
"Y-you're not nervous right? You know I'll protect you no matter what." Saeyoung said attempting to be reassuring but failing miserably as his true emotions coated his features.
"Saeyoung, I'm fine…it'll be alright. We'll find Saeran and bring him back, he'll be ok." You voiced as gently as you could muster, he spared a moment to gaze at you, eyes filling with gratitude and sadness, before returning his watch to the unforgiving cement path.
Before long a large castle like structure stood defiant in front of you, "We're here." You heard the distant boy by your side whisper. Just before exiting the car your phone lit up with a text, from Jumin.
Jumin Han: I'm ready to supply back up if needed, just send me the address.
Jumin Han: Be carful, both of you. Please.
A smile found its way upon your lips, the situation was bad enough…but knowing a friend was there ready to help was a comforting thought.
You step outside the car and quietly ask "Ok so…what's the plan?" into the void of Saeyoungs consciousness, you could tell the situation was really taking a toll on him, but the two of you had to be completely focused if this was going to work.
After a few moments the red heads concentration broke as he opened the trunk and started digging for something. "Ah here it is." The boy mumbled before pulling out what looked like a medical vial.
"This…this is just for the slight chance that Saeran is not in his right mind. If he's been drugged, it'll block the drugs symptoms and make him tired enough to get him out of there…" Saeyoung struggled with his explanation, your heart ached knowing the boy you've grown so close too was in pain.
He gently placed the item in your hands, "I trust you more then anybody…more then myself even…"
You curled your fingers around the vial, accepting its responsibility, "Saeyoung, it'll be alright. Once Saeran see's you and understands what's happened…how could he ever hate you? If the situation turns bad, I'll use this and we'll get out of here. With Saeran."
The red headed boy before you smiled sweetly as he pulled you into a hug whispering into your hair, "Thank you."
After a moment you broke the embrace, beaming up at the boy,
"Lets get your brother back."
You found yourself following close behind the red headed hacker as the two of you journeyed though the castles maze. It wasn't long before Saeyoung halted, kicking open a giant door leading to a large room consumed with computers and screens clothed in an emerald language rapidly flying across them.
And there, standing in the dim light midst of all the chaotic, virtual mess was our hacker.
Saeran.
His slurred words dripped from his lips like acid, "Heh…wow. Now this is a surprise." His expression was cold and emotionless; it was…empty. Void of anything you could even struggle to understand, you tore your eyes away from the gothic figure to rest on the red headed man beside you. You felt as if your heart was being torn apart at his expression, being the complete opposite his eyes held everything, guilt, sadness, love.
You rested a reassuring hand on the shoulder next to you, which seemed to give him at least a tiny bit of strength as he spoke, "Saeran…Saeran it's me Saeyoung your brother…we're here to get you out of here, it'll be ok…I'm so sor-"
Saeran interrupted his confession, lunging forward revealing his knife aimed at the red headed hacker. Saeyoung dogged quickly, standing in front of you protectively.
"I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU HAVE TO SAY! LIES THERE ALL LIES!" Saeran screamed as he lunged again this time landing a clean slice on Saeyoungs arm.
You where by your friend's side within seconds holding his wounded arm as you hastily whispered, "Saeyoung this isn't working…"
He was about to reply before the white haired boy swiftly grabbed you by the neck yanking you away from your wounded friend. He held you so your feet dangled inches from the ground as your breathing became alarmingly difficult.
You struggled against his hold as he muttered, "and YOU. You where supposed to help ME!" His grip tightened as you gasped for air. In a flash Saeyoung tackled Saeran to the ground, causing the boy to release you from his grip.
You hit the ground, fighting to fill your lungs again. You knew what you had to do, reaching in your pocket you pulled out the vail. Returning your attention to the fighting twins you were met with a horrid sight.
Saeran was in front of you holding a gun, pointed directly at his one and only brother.
Your mind started racing, before you knew it you dashed toward Saeran, you had the element of surprise being behind him you rationed with yourself.
You jumped on the white haired boys back causing him to stumble and struggle for the ownership of his balance. You reached for the hand with the gun and forcibly pointed it up, limiting the guns target to the ceiling. Sacrificing your own balance now you took your other hand with the vail and stabbed the boys neck.
He let out a deafening scream upon impact, quickly you started to squeeze the serum into his neck. You didn't get very far before he dropped the gun, using both hands to rip you from his form, chucking you against the wall.
Your head felt like exploding as you began to fad into void, the last thing you were able to register, was the boy you tried so desperately to help, scream your name. And then,
Dark.
You wake up, bright yellow lights flooding your vision. Upon gaining consciousness you were also met with a sharp pain in your head. Grunting as you struggled to sit up, you noticed that this wasn't your room…and this wasn't your bed.
Looking to your right you found a large window displaying the bustling city of Seoul, in front of you was what looked like hospital equipment. Gazing to your left you were met with a raven haired boy awkwardly sleeping in a chair beside your bed. You noticed the bags under his eyes and the fresh vase of roses resting beside him.
You couldn't help but notice the slight drool escaping the boy's lips, letting a soft giggle escape you, you wondered why he was there. Or quiet frankly, why YOU where there.
The quiet laugh seemed to be enough to wake up the resting man, his eyes slowly fluttered open before meeting yours. They were soft at first, then grew wide in surprise.
"MC! Your awake! How are you feeling? Does your head hurt?" The man asked his voice filling with concern. You smiled, "My head hurts but nothing serious."
You could see him relax as his voice turned to his normally reserved, straightforward tone, but not completely, "That's good to hear. Here lay down, don't push yourself." He voiced guiding you back down to the pillow.
You were bubbling with questions and couldn't help one from getting out, "Jumin…why am I here?"
The man stopped in his tracks holding a confused, slightly worried expression, "You don't remember?"
Now you started to worry as well as you slowly shook your head in protest.
"Well…honestly I don't know much myself. You where traveling with Saeyoung to Mint Eye to stop the hacker problem and save his brother, and then next thing I know Saeyoung brought you here."
Now you where really confused. "Where is he now?" you heard yourself ask.
Jumin sighed before answering, "We're not sure. Nobody can get in contact with him. We think that, if the hacker really is his brother…that maybe he's trying to stay as undercover as possible, for legal issues and for his brother's sake."
Your head started spinning, questions like, what was going on?! Why was this happening?! Why can't I remember? Began to plague your mind. Rubbing your temples, you let out a heavy sigh, with the raven haired boys hand rested reassuringly on your shoulder.
"What happened to me…?" You finally whispered, directing the question to the void that homed your lost story.
And then, a foggy image played itself in your mind…
But how much did you remember?