First MysMes fic! I hope you guys like it! If you have any positive/negative/neutral feedback, I always appreciate reviews!
I hope you enjoy it!
... And I'm sorry if it starts out a bit slow!
Caution:
Swearing. And m/m elements... And all the characters belong to the fabulous Cheritz!

ZEN:
Anyone here?

ZEN:
My director just called.

ZEN:
I got an awesome new part with some famous actress…

Jaehee Kang has entered the chatroom

ZEN:
Sound girl or something…?

Jaehee Kang:
Hello.

ZEN:
Hey, are you ready for my next musical? The recording will air on TV!

Jaehee Kang:
(excitement emoji)
To see Zen's perfect acting

Jaehee Kang:
And beautiful voice

Jaehee Kang:
In such HD and perfect audio?

MC has entered the chatroom

MC:
A new role? That's amazing!

Jaehee Kang:
I hope you'll watch it with me, MC.

ZEN:
Since the special isn't live, I can watch it with you.

Jaehee Kang:
Maybe we can make a viewing party?

707 has entered the chatroom

MC:
Awesome!

MC:
God Seven has graced us with his presence~~!

707:
7

707:
0

707:
7!

ZEN:
(… emoji)
You two are ridiculous.

707:
You're doing a production with…

707:
The one and only

ZEN:
Just say it.

707:
ECHO GIRL?!
(love emoji)

ZEN:
Echo girl! That was her name…

Jaehee Kang:
I think I heard something about her somewhere.

Jumin Han has entered the chatroom

Jumin Han:
Hello.

ZEN:
Ugh. I was just feeling better about myself.

MC:
Did something happen?

707:
You don't think you have MCDS, do you?!

Jaehee Kang:
(… emoji)

Jumin Han:
(… emoji)

ZEN:
I'm not Yoosung;;

ZEN:
Anyway, what do you guys know about 'Echo Girl?'

Jumin Han:
I believe she might have done some modeling for C&R a while ago.

Jumin Han:
Assistant Kang, check our records and find everything you can about her.

ZEN:
Don't send Jaehee back to work on her break!

Jumin Han:
This shouldn't take more than ten minutes, right, Assistant Kang?

Jaehee Kang:
(sad emoji)
Yes, Mr. Han;;

Jaehee Kang has left the chatroom

ZEN:
Jumin Han, I can't believe you! You're a terrible boss!

MC:
I think Jumin's just trying to help.

Jumin Han:
Thank you for your understanding.

ZEN:
It's still not alright for Jaehee;;

ZEN:
I have to go now;;;; It was nice talking to you, MC.

MC:
Bye! Think of me now and then while you rehearse!

ZEN:
Gosh, you really are cute;;

707:
(love emoji)

ZEN has left the chatroom

Jumin Han has left the chatroom

707:
Lolol they left

MC:
I wish they'd stop fighting…

707:
Yeah. But what can you do? They've always been like this.

MC:
Why so serious, Seven?

707:
Just got a lot of work so I'm tired!

MC:
Then eat some HBC!

707:
I almost forgot about the

707:
Honey

707:
Buddha

707:
Chips!

MC:
Go. Talk to you when you finish!

MC has left the chatroom

707 has left the chatroom

Saeyoung put his phone down and looked at the computer screen. The room was lit with its soft glow.

"What's wrong, brother? Aren't you going to do your job? Or should I do it for you?" Saeran's voice came from the doorway. Taking a sip of tea, he leaned against it casually. The material of the chair shifted as Saeyoung made himself comfortable in the seat.

"I'm good, but thanks," his breath caught and he paused, "What do you think of MC?"

"Kind of sudden, but okay. She's nice… I suppose." Saeran looked away and hid his mouth by taking a swig of tea. Suddenly, Saeyoung gasped and put his fingers to his temples. Dropping his tea and scowling, Saeran glared at him.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"Reading your mind using our twin telepathy," Saeyoung said, grinning widely, "I can sense you're lying!"

"About what? She is a nice person."

"That's not all you think about her, hmmmm? Am I right?" Saeyoung smiled even wider and dropped his hands.

"Yeah. I think she's understanding," Saeran scoffed.

"Aaaaand? What else?"¬

"Nothing else."

"Yeah, right. And the sky's green."

"Just drop it." His face twitched in irritation.

"Oh, come on, we both know you like her."

"I SAID, DROP IT!" Saeran's face was twisted into an angry shout. Have I gone too far…? Saeyoung wondered, reeling back. Something was engraved deep in Saeran's expression; his posture was offensive, sure, but his eyes looked awfully defensive. I was right…

And so he was. But, to be perfectly honest, how could Saeran not love her? She showed him kindness when he was still a part of Mint Eye. Hell, she brought out his good side when he was recovering. MC visited him whenever she could, holding his hand the whole time. Honestly, she was just, so, so soft and he was, well, a recovering murderer who had been doing evil for the majority of his life. Who was he to even think he could stand even the slightest shot with a girl like that? So he kept his crush buried deep, deep inside the recesses of his heart. Somewhere deep inside his mind, he knew he wasn't doing it to protect his own feelings. It was absolutely, totally, not even a bit because the rest of the R.F.A. would essentially skin him alive when and if he even made any sort of advance toward her. That, of course, didn't mean that his heart didn't beat just a little faster when she was around. He also maybe, just maybe found a way for an alert to be sent to his phone whenever she was in the chatroom. Maybe. The thing about her was, she understood him, or at least tried to. And when she didn't, she was caring and patient. In short, his little seedling of a crush grew into the twisted monster we know as love.
Saeran practically ran out the door, his tea sloshing around his cup. The liquid spilled over the edge of the cup, making him yelp and walk even faster. He braced himself against the kitchen table and tried to steady his already ragged breathing. What was wrong with him? Why did he even still have hope? MC deserved someone who would cherish her and understand exactly how wonderful she was. Someone like Yoosung, or Jumin, or Zen (he excluded Jaehee only because he wasn't completely sure of her sexuality; it was a pain whenever someone automatically assumed he was gay and he didn't want the same thing to happen to that nice woman). Saeran looked behind him, at Seven's room, where he could hear the soft, consistent clicks of his fingers starting back up on the keyboard. So Saeyoung wasn't coming to see if he was alright? Dick. Saeran took a few minutes to steady himself and walked back through the hall.

"Hey, Saeran…"

"What the FUCK do you want?" He snapped impatiently. No one had time for this shit, but, for some reason, Saeyoung's face twisted into a grin.

"So you really do like her!"

"Where did you even get that idea?" Saeran could feel his irritation building. If this idiot continued, this would be worse than that time in the hospital.

"You got mad," he giggled, "it's so obvious!"

"I only got mad because… because I know who she likes!" Fake it till you make it, Saeran. Fake it till you make it. Just a few seconds until you can go to your room and be at peace…

"OOH! Tell me!"

"N-no! Just… Leave me alone!"