6 incredibly painful months had gone by. Every second without her by his side felt like 10 years. Whenever something new and exciting happened out of reflex he reached for his phone and opened the RFA messenger app, but seconds later he would remember, "Oh yeah, I'm a complete idiot who let the best girl in the world slip through my fingers. Haha right." and then he would be sent back into his hole of earnestness and feeling sorry for himself, because of course, right after he broke things off with her to protect her and keep from dragging her all around the world like an adorable suitcase, his company decided to keep him at a permanent post at home. His work was still very influential and important, but now everything seemed less dangerous. Every single problem he had felt extremely insignificant to the pain and emptiness he felt when he lost her. Of course, being the extremely overbearing and frankly insane person that he is, he very frequently checks up on her, just to make sure shes safe, he tells himself. In the first 2 months she cried, a lot, and of course so did he. He knew that day, as he watched her walk away, that he would never love anything that much ever again. That nothing would ever compare to the feelings he had with her. Every single ounce of hurt he felt while they were together, every problem that felt like the end of the world, he realized then that it was all temporary. Every single thing he thought felt like the end of the world, was temporary and irrelevant. None of the pain he felt when they fought was significant, none of the emptiness and worry he felt when they were apart for a while was important. All of that would pass. All of it. As long as she was his, he could get past anything in the known and unknown universe, if she was only by his side. Every night he hated himself for not realizing sooner just how much he needed her. It didn't make sense how she could have such an unbreakable hold on every aspect of his being. 6 months spent in complete darkness and isolation. 6 months without his sun, his moon, his stars, his universe, his one and only joy in this desolate, god forsaken world.
The last 4 months were frankly getting better for MC, after 2 months spent in absolute devastated isolation, she realized she was being foolish. She could never make Seven love her, she could never give him the excitement filled lifestyle she knew he craved. So she started to put herself together. Repairing relationships, getting a job at Jaehee's coffee shop ((I still don't know whether to refer to it as a coffee shop or a bakery, so we're going with coffee shop because I'm the God of this world)) and learning to function in her day to day life without him around. She had learned to develop a routine, a safe, comfortable routine. And for now that was how she liked it, constantly traveling about the world with a "dangerous hacker guy" was fun in the moment, but never being at home was draining. MC was a pretty big homebody, sure some excitement was good, but to her nothing was better than being able to come home after an adventure and spend some downtime with the one you love most. 5 and a half months after the breakup Jaehee spoke up, "MC, you know I support you doing whatever in life makes you happy, and I'm more than happy to have you working here, but it's been almost six months since you and Seven broke up, and I know it is really not my place and it's quite hypocritical for me to say this but, I think you should get out more, not even strictly romantically or anything, just, make friends of your own that aren't connected to him in some way." Jaehee said with a kind smile.
MC sighed, "Yeah, you're right, but will you come with me? I don't like going out aloneā¦" She said, trailing off in insecurity.
Jaehee lightly touched MC's shoulder, "Yes, of course." She said with a reassuring smile.
Seven couldn't believe his eyes, MC was getting ready to go out, on a Friday night, for the first time since before their breakup. The part of him that was MC's friend and that wanted her to always be happy was ecstatic for this breakthrough, but the hellbent, jealous, possessive ex side of him was fuming. The entire time he was sitting in his dark apartment watching MC get ready like some kind of creepy stalker, it was a war between the two halves of him. Finally, he decided that it really wouldn't be the end of the world if he just happened to be at the same club as her, hiding in a corner, watching her. Just to make sure she's safe of course! As the RFA's official hacker it was his job to do surveillance on its members to assure their safety.
He was shocked to find his sweet, innocent (well, sometimes) MC and Jaehee of all people be going into a trashy club like this. What shocked him even more was he obviously reckless behaviour. It was almost like she was trying to get herself hurt! The whole night was spent with him watching her, worried out of his mind from the corner. Dancing with strangers, drinking, it was absolutely nothing like her. And then, she met Tyler. Ah, sweet, loving, safe, suburban Tyler, he was everything Seven wasn't, boring, stable job, no sense of humour, not jealous or creepy in any way! He was theoretically perfect for MC. With him she could get married, get a safe suburban home, have children, and all in all live a safe and normalized life. If he treated her well, Seven's mission was completely accomplished! He had kept MC safe when they were together, and when they weren't together. Now time to hand over the reigns, to truly and completely let her go. That's what he wanted from the beginning, right? To see her happy and safe? Obviously he wanted her to be happy and safe, who could look into those big, kind, beautiful eyes and think anything less. But he didn't want her to have that stuff with Tyler, he wanted her to have that stuff with him.
Seven was disgusted with how selfish he was being. He's the one that let her go in the first place! So she could live the safe, calm life she could have with this guy Tyler! So why did seeing her talking and laughing with him, make every bit of pain he had lingering inside of him multiply by a million?
