Jumin narrowed his eyes on the road ahead, the wheel jerking slightly as he held it, he sighed as he saw people scurry away off the roads.

He sighed, perhaps this wasn't his greatest idea…

Coming up to a red light he took a deep breath and pulled out his phone, ignoring the 17 missed calls from his chief assistant.

Opening the RFA Messenger, he leaned back in his seat.

Jumin has entered the chatroom

Jumin: Hello Yoosung

Jumin: Cat abuser

707: Heyo Jumi!

Yoosung: hriio Junim

Yoosung: sry plyn LOLOL rn

Hearing someone honk their horn behind him he sighed in annoyance before looking back at his phone, cars passed him as their respective drivers threw curses at him, much like Zen did when his assistant or MC wasn't around.

Jumin: One moment please, I am being yelled at

707: *Shocked emoji*

707: Who would ever yell at the greatestest cat mom?!

Yoosung: That isn't even a word Seven…

Setting his phone back into his suit pocket he pressed the gas hard, being thrown back slightly as he continued to drive.

Turning a corner, he hit a orange traffic cone, the people in odd neon bright suits yelling at him as he sped off.

What those people are angry about I have no idea… that cone simply did not go well with the road, I did them a favor. He smiled at his own thought, slowing down as he saw an old lady begin to cross the street.

Picking up his phone again he saw that Seven and Yoosung has talked more while he drove. Mainly about Seven using odd words such as… how do you even pronounce that? 'Hetamenyalgoasic'… he was sure it wasn't a real word… he made a note to get Assistant Kang to look it us for him.

The old lady was 13% across the street.

Jumin: My apologies, I see an elderly woman so I have time to talk

Yoosung: What does an old lady have to do with… oh never mind…

707: Perhaps Jumin is seeing the spirit of an old employees' mothers' sister goldfishes' brothers' owner!

Yoosung: What…?

Jumin: I do not hire people older than my father, so that would be impossible

Jaehee has entered the chatroom

Jaehee: Mr. Han!

Jaehee: You're here;;;

Jumin: Ah, Assistant Kang, I was meaning to ask you to do something for me

Jumin: Look up the word 'Hetamenyalgoasic' and create a report with detailed examples of it for me

Jaehee: *… emoji*

Jaehee: That is not a real word Mr. Han…

Oh, the lady is now finished crossing the street, and people are once again cursing at him, for what reason he still did not know. He began to drive, ignoring his phone as Jaehee talked on it.

Pulling to the side of the road by a park, he opened the door and stepped out, phone in hand he leaned against the vehicles black exterior. Driving around the city was fun, like Seven had suggested, but tiring.

After fixing his cufflinks he looked at his phone.

Blah blah blah… Assistant Kang talking about missed meetings, phone calls, complaining lesser companies.

Jaehee: Mr. Han… what have you been doing for the past two hours?

Jumin: Simply driving, Seven suggested it to me for relaxation, it is quite enjoyable

Jaehee: What.

Jumin: It is quite fun, when civilians are not yelling at me for hitting orange cones

Yoosung: I don't have my licence but even I know… you're not meant to hit the traffic cones…

Jumin: The cone was horrendously ugly with the road, I did the neon clothed men a favor by hitting it

Jaehee: Oh my… this job is going to be the death of me…

707: I feel ya Jaehee… my job is going to kill me too lololol

Yoosung: Jumin… don't hit the cones…!

Jumin: It didn't sit well with me that it was there, I will not apologies

He sighed at he felt his phone buzz, it read 'Assistant Kang'. Great, his fun was over. He answered it.

"Hello, Assistant Kang" He opened the door and sat back in the car, turning it on he closed the door and drove, forgetting about the seat belt.

"Mr. Han, can you PLEASE come in right now? There are several angry department heads that wish to speak with you" She sounded tired, he raised the phone volume to hear her as she was quiet.

"I am on my way to the C&R building, tell them to go back to their departments after scheduling all of them an appointment with me, after, email me the appointment times" As Jaehee was about to speak he hung up.

Turning a corner, he pressed on the gas a tad more, wanting to get to work as soon as- is that a person on the road?

Is there a person on his windshield now?!

He narrowed his eyes as the person slid off his car and onto the road… slight worry in him.

He fears he may have hit someone with his car…


"Haha, hahahahaha…" "Haha? Are you alright, Seven?" "No… I'm not… bahahahah but you don't care about me… you only care about him, I'm nothing… my hearts crumbled into breadcrumbs…" "S- Seven! Are you crying?!" "Oh, my bread crumbs… I hear them calling out to me, don't worry, I'll eat you up… I heard eating sweets helps when you feel like this… hahaha… oh… a tear just fell from my eye, what's wrong with me… my breadcrumbs have a question… am I not good… enough… every day they ask and ask, every time…" "S- Seven… what do you mean, I don't understand" "My breadcrumbs… are they not good enough? Not good enough to be eaten? Too stale, or moldy, too tiny to find…" "Luciel…" "My breadcrumbs… are they too stale for you…? Yes… but even stale breadcrumbs can taste good… bahahah…" He hung up.

Soft… he felt something soft under his hand. Reaching his fingers to it more, he failed as he tried to grab it.

He tried to open his eyes, the bright light around him proving too much making him close his eyes. He heard… people talking.

As he felt his senses return, he relaxed the best he could, a dull pain in his chest but it seemed to be dull from medicine. He focused on the voices.

"He will be fine… 's lucky"

"Thank… great help"

"When… wake up?"

He put his energy into his body, trying to move, he was able to. It seemed he wasn't that hurt. He was able to lift himself up, hands holding him up on the soft material.

A groan came from him and the talking stopped, he heard footsteps coming towards him as he slowly opened his eyes once again, the light not so blinding this time.

"Well, my job is done, farewell Mr. Han" Someone closed a door a ways away.

His eyes open he saw two people standing in front of him.

"AHH!" He pushed himself against whatever he was sat on as the two-people stepped away.

"Sir" A woman walked up to him… wait, he knew her… Jaehee! "Sir, are you… alright?" Jaehee sat in a chair near him, concern on her face.

The second person was a raven haired male in a suit… Jumin!

He remembered, he left the apartment after talking with Yoosung, wanting to go for a walk he did and… as he was crossing a road… he didn't remember the rest.

Jumin stepped back, he seemed concerned as well.

"Sir? Can you hear me?" He turned to Jaehee and nodded. Jaehee sighed in relief and smiled "That's good… I'm sure you're wondering how you got here and why you are here"

He nodded again and Jumin cleared his throat "While I was driving, I hit you with my car by accident" MC's eyes widened as he quickly put a hand to his chest "I had a doctor check you, there were no injuries"

He sat up more and crossed his legs on the couch he was previously lying on, he saw Jumin's eye twitch at that, but did not comment otherwise.

"From what Mr. Han has told me, in a state of panic, he brought you here, to his home" Jaehee sighed in annoyance as she glared at Jumin, Jumin either ignored her glare or did not notice "Can you walk sir?" He turned to Jaehee and nodded.

Trying, he put his feet on the ground and tried to stand, after a momentary wobble, he stood well.

Jaehee smiled, happy that he was able to walk. Her smiled disappeared as her phone rang, as she checked it another sigh came from her. Apologizing, she walked away.

"What is it Luciel, I'm busy at the moment…" she became inaudible as she walked farther leaving him with just Jumin.

MC looked at Jumin briefly, he seemed to be staring at him intently. Looking away he bit his lip nervously. As much as he wanted to end the uncomfortable silence, he didn't want to speak, lest his voice be recognized.

Turning to the side, he saw a glass cube with fish attached to the wall.

He heard Jumin sigh "I understand this might be… odd, the situation" MC turned to him but didn't say anything, Jumin looked at Jaehee who was on the other side of the room, he looked back to him "Can I get you anything to eat, it's the least I could do after… my vehicle met your body" MC thought for a moment before nodding, he forgot to eat at the apartment so this was lunch!

Jumin nodded as well before gesturing to the dining room behind them, he followed.

The two came up to Jaehee who had just put her phone away, she walked up to Jumin and began whispering to him, luckily, she wasn't very quick so he could hear.

"Mr. Han, Luciel was wondering if V had contacted you" He wasn't able to hear what Jumin said, sadly "Alright" She turned to him "Mr. Han has just told me that he offered to serve you lunch, please follow me sir" She turned around and began walking away but stopped and turned her head back to him "Um… what is your name, by the way"

Um. Um. Um…. THINK! MC would give away that he was, well… MC, so… his real name would have to do…

"Mel" He left out the 'Cali' part in case they remembered the time when Yoosung talked about him.

Jaehee nodded with a smile this time "This way Mel"

The lunch was delicious, seasoned steak with French styled eggs, he didn't know you would make eggs French styled.

For some reason Jaehee stayed for the lunch as well, he guessed Jumin asked- er, told her to stay to make the meal less awkward.

The conversation mainly stayed between him and Jaehee. It all started with a slip up mention of Zen that barreled into her telling him everything he had already told him in the chatrooms from his movies to their favorite scenes (Jaehee's was the shirtless scenes) to his next performance which was in a couple of days.

During the conversation MC noticed Jumin take out his phone and take a quick picture of him and Jaehee eating lunch, they were half a table away. Jumin and him were at the heads of the table, while Jaehee was in the middle on a side.

A few seconds later he felt a familiar buzz of his phone, a chatroom buzz. He looked at Jumin with a look saying 'really?'.

Excusing himself, he asked to go to the washroom, after being told where it was (he already knew where it was), he went.

Closing the door, he locked it and pulled out his phone, entering the Messenger app and the chatroom.

MC has entered the chatroom

MC: Oh, hello Jumin!

He wanted to smack the man for making him lose time with his food.

Jumin: Hello MC, Yoosung

Yoosung: Hi! What are you two doing~?

MC: Lunch

Jumin: Lunch

They both entered it at the same time.

Jumin: Though mine is quite boring, almost as boring as dinner with my father

Jumin: After a series of… events, I have a guest dining with me today

He then posted a picture of a dining table, half eaten steak, and French eggs in front of, two people in the background. It was fuzzy, a usual, but a clear Jaehee was sat to the left, turned to and laughing with a person across from him. The person had a black t-shirt with a large red '7' on it, given to him by none other than 707, he also had gray shorts on, blur still showing his light hair and blue eyes. His plate of food was nearly gone.

MC: Oh, what accident happened Jumin, hmm?

He was still salty and a tad angry at Jumin, I mean he did hit him with his car!

Jumin:I sense suspicion in that… I will ignore it

Yoosung:I recognize that person! That's Cali! He goes to my school, I've seen him around but haven't been able to talk to him excluding two days ago

Jumin: He said his name was Mel if I remember, not 'Cali'

Yoosung: He said his name was Mel-Cali

Jumin: Well, 'Cali' seems boring, he and Assistant Kang have only been talking about Zen, I fear he is a… fanboy, is that the word?

Jumin: His shirt, it seems like something Seven would purchase, it has a giant '7' on it

MC:

Way to talk behind his back, Jumin.

Sighing, he turned to the toilet, he did need to go…

He left the chatroom in annoyance and proceeded to 'go'.

Exiting the washroom, he walked back to Jumin with a smile. A more forced smile of annoyance that wished to smack Jumin, but a smile none the less.

It seemed neither Jumin nor Jaehee noticed his return, they were both on their phone. He thinks he saw Jaehee enter the chatroom just as he left.

Clearing his throat, he caught both of their eyes, a couple of seconds later they both put there phones away. They most likely left the chatroom.

Jaehee was first to stand "My apologies Mel, we just had some work related things that needed to be taken care of" She walked around the table and stood in front of him.

Nodding he looked down at the floor "Well… I should get going" he turned to Jumin "Thank you for helping me"

Jumin opened his mouth to speak, confused but Jaehee spoke first "It's perfectly fine, it wasn't you're fault" she looked over her shoulder at Jumin "Mr. Han, I'll walk Mel to the front doors" Nodding, Jumin stood and walked away.

Turning back to MC, Jaehee smiled and gestured her hand forward before walking. MC smiled back and caught up to her quickly.

On their walk and elevator ride to the buildings foyer the two talked more about Zen, with Jaehee's occasional question about MC. Through the walk, Jaehee also recognized MC from the coffee shop yesterday which also piqued her interest in him for a liking of coffee, or as MC put it, they were now Coffee Companions.

As they approached the foyer, Jaehee noticed some of the employees staring at MC confused, maybe even one of them with dreamy eyes? The employees at C&R seemed too desperate to hook up with someone…

MC stopped at the door and turned to her, the same smile he had since they started walking bright on his face still "Guess this is where we must say adios" Jaehee nodded as MC started walking outside.

A breeze blew some of her hair in her face. As she turned and started to walk away as well she began to think of the conversations they had on the walk from Jumin's penthouse as well as at the lunch, he had been genuinely interested in her talk of Zen, and, besides when she talked with MC on the messenger, she hadn't felt so calm around someone. So… the need to act proper, like she had met someone who might really be friend.

Clenching her hand she turned back to the doors and ran outside. Always being shunned by peers in school for being 'too smart' she hadn't had many friends, finding someone, two someone's in such short time with the same interests as her, was exceedingly rare.

"Mel!" She stopped her self just short of him. He stopped as well, turning around as more wind blew.

"Oh, hiya Jaehee, is something up?" His head tilted slightly before hair blew into his face, he glared at the misbehaving hair before fixing it.

Coughing into her hand she stood straight, hand folded at her front "Everything is well, thank you for asking" She wondered why she was being so formal now, taking a few deep breaths she felt her shoulders drop, now calmer "I just came to say… thank you, for taking interest in talking to me, I'm glad to have another person who enjoys what I enjoy, like…" She looked around at the street, people walking and talking, is was busy since it was still lunch hours.

Jaehee felt a hand on her shoulder, looking forward she saw a neck, turning her head up she saw realized MC was in front of her.

"Like a friend?" A knowing smile on his face which confused Jaehee, but she ignored it, she smiled back "Yes, like a friend" She stepped back, MC dropping his hand as she did.

"Mel, I was wondering, if we could exchange numbers, it's common to find fans of Zen, but rare to find one as interested in him and his works as you are, most fans are young females who mainly watch him for his looks, and while that is a part in his career, another part of him is his skill and how he can move an entire audience, you see that in him like I do, so, I would be happy to have another person I could talk about Zen to" Her smile was wide, and filled with excitement, one he would remember as well as the smile from the picture.

MC loved seeing that smile, he knew he was a fan of Zen, but he also knew he wasn't deserving of Jaehee's kind words.

For that smile and every other, for the smiles of Yoosung, Zen, Seven, Jumin and even V, he wanted to see them, wanted to protect their smiles, he hoped he could.

MC felt something in his eye, reaching forward he wrapped his arms around Jaehee, pulling her into a hug. For a second he could hear a surprised gasp before it was muffled by his clothes, he knew it probably wasn't a good time for a hug, but he just couldn't help himself.

Pulling away he stepped back and smiled "Sorry" Jaehee didn't respond and continued to stare at him. He guessed she would snap out of it herself so he pulled out his phone and handed it to her, after shining the screen in her face she blinked and looked down at it.

After putting in her number, she handed it back "Mel, what-" But before she could say but, MC had already turned around and started walking away.

Jaehee put a hand on her arm, where MC had hugged her, she looked at the spot confused before turning back to see MC turn a corner and disappear.

Shaking her head, she straightened her back, shoulders and head high and turned around, walking back indoors the C&R building.

As she entered the building she felt her phone buzz.

Unknown Number

Heya Jaehee, is me Mel, in a way I'm glad Jumin hit me with his car, got a friend

Saving the number, she looked forward, a new smile on her face.

Wait… she remembers, he just accepted the apology given to him for being nearly run over! If he was hurt, which thankfully he wasn't, he could has sued Jumin for a lot!

She wondered if he was just too nice, or too dumb. Either way, she was glad he wasn't hurt


Sitting on a bench, MC grabbed his phone again. It had been about an hour since he left C&R, Jaehee had texted him back saying hello back but not much else from that, must be a meeting.

Opening the messenger, he saw he had an email, it was from a guest. Pressing reply he started to type out a response.

The email was based towards the guest V suggested him, a friend of his, Rui. The man seemed to be asking what camera to bring, from what he knew of cameras both were good. His sister took photography so he tried to recall what one she talked about…

As he was halfway through writing the email, a chatroom popped up, saving the email he entered it.

MC has entered the chatroom

707: HORRAY!

707: It is

707: Lunch time!

707: Let's party! Fireworks! Food! Fun! Food! Food!

Jaehee: ;;;

707: Hungry?

707: Hungary!

707: Hungary…?

He smiled, Seven seemed hungry, Jaehee seemed annoyed.

MC: Let's go! I may have eaten at super fine dining today but who cares! We are Hungry! We are Hunchy! We are food thieves!

707: lolololololol I'm not hungry for fine dining, I had that too! I'm hungry for a new car!

Jaehee: Stop acting weird and eat. Properly

707: I did

Jaehee: Chips do not count as a proper meal the last time I checked

707: I ate… drum roll!

707: Bam Bam Pow!

Jaehee: Ugh… please stop

707: I had…!

MC: The guts of bread fish?!

707: *shocked emoji*

707: The hell, that scared me a bit lolol

707: I did! How did you know~? Are you a spy sent to do spy things on me?!

MC: I just know my Seven

Jaehee: You're Seven?

707: Must be a typo lolol

707: The fishy guts got on my fingers so I'm using one hand, so difficult! Secret Agent problems!

MC: Hmm, haven't eaten bread fish in while! Can I lick the guts off your fingers, I remember them being delicious!

707: _

Jaehee: I just had lunch… please MC, do not say things like that, I wish to keep my food

Jaehee: And Luciel, clean your hands, with MC's word record, I fear she may actually do it…

707: Okie… sorry MC, maybe next time~

MC: /

Jaehee: I'm changing the subject… did anything happen on your lunches Seven, MC?

Jaehee: Mine was… quite exhilarating with the guest Mr. Han brought

Jaehee: Seeing him, I swear I almost ended up in the same state. Unconscious.

MC:

707: What did Jumin do to make you go nearly pass out? Another cat project lololol

Jaehee: No

Jaehee: He hit a man with his car, practically kidnapped the man in panic, and called me to help him transport the man up to his penthouse without being seen

Jaehee: We had dinner with him

MC: That sounds… awkward… yeah…

Jaehee: Mr. Han posted a picture of him earlier, if you wish to see him, he's a fan of Zen at least ^^

707 has left the chatroom

MC: What happened to Seven?

Jaehee: I don't know, he's always leaving randomly… how was your lunch MC?

MC: Eh… normal…ish

707 has entered the chatroom

707: I'm going to need a word with Jumin later

707: This… could be bad, I'm sorry, I am, about Jumin

707: Oh, this could be uncomfortable for you in the chatroom

707 has left the chatroom

MC tilted his head as he stared at the messages, why was he apologizing for Jumin? And, what would be bad?

Sighing he waited for someone to talk in the chatroom when… he was kicked from the chatroom, the ringtone for Seven playing. Did Seven kick him from the chat to call him?

He answered, "Hiya Seven, what was with all of those messages?" He heard Seven sigh on the other end.

"MC, I am so sorry for Jumin, I told him to go drive to relax, I'm watching the street cameras recording of it and… it looks painful… are you okay, really and truly?" Seven sounded concerned, he didn't know how to reply to that.

"I- I'm fine Seven… he got a doctor to look at me I think…" He sat back deeper into the bench, ignoring the park entirely now as he focused on Seven.

"That's… good but… I should have taken into account that he might meet up with you, it's a big city but-" "Seven, it's alright, there's no way you could have guessed that I'd meet Jumin that way, there's no need to beat yourself up about it, ok?"

Seven ran a hand through his hair, taking in MC's words, even after these few days, his fingers still hadn't forgotten MC's hair between them.

"Seven" He heard a quiet hum "What did you mean by 'This could be bad'?"

Seven looked at the screen in front of him, it was sideways but readable, his cheek was resting on the desk. He reread what he said, he hadn't meant to renter and say those, he only meant to call MC, but his emotions but the best of him at that point. They seemed to be doing that a lot for some reason, especially around MC.

"I… didn't mean to put that…" he mumbled, his attention was recaught when he heard a quiet laugh from MC "Why are you laughing?" Questioning and accusation in his voice.

"Sorry, you sounded cute then" He felt his face heat up "I'm not cute, I'm a secret agent, agents are not cute, it's impossible" He felt himself smile, also glad Vanderwood was gone currently.

He heard MC stand up, he also saw it from a camera in the park. He tracked MC's phone and tapped into the nearest camera to watch over him while they talked. If anything happened to MC, he would be the second to know, next to MC of course.

"Well you did the impossible then, Agent Sevy is the first ever cute agent! Three cheers!" MC threw a fist into the air as people stared at him for a second.

"I'll take the honor with pride my lady~" He saw MC stop walking and hold his face in his hands.

"I'll let you get away with that if you tell me why the accident could be bad" Seven pouted at the screen, fully knowing MC couldn't see him.

Sitting up, he cracked his neck before continuing "Well, I thought that you'd be… mad, at Jumin for well… practically running you over, and you might leave the RFA because of that, with you leaving, the party would be impossible and canceled, everyone would miss you and blame Jumin, well mainly Yoosung would… probably, and… my imagination went down a dark hole from there" As he stared at the screen, he saw MC wasn't moving from the sidewalk, instead… he started… laughing?

He laughed for a couple of seconds and didn't seem to care about who stared at him whilst doing it.

"You thought I'd leave because of that? When I ate with Jumin and Jaehee I knew full well I could leave right then and it would be a valid enough reason that V would let me" Seven whimpered and sunk into his seat, eyes looking at his legs, as his legs blocked his view of the floor.

"I could have…" MC started again, his voice softer and quieter, Seven even got the illusion that these words were only meant for him "I could have left but… I didn't, I don't plan to leave either, and not anytime soon if I have any say. I care too much about all of you to abandon you, like you said, it's so warm and fuzzy here, like the fur jacket you gave me, I tried it on, it fit well, so well that I plan to never abandon it or everyone else"

Seven felt tears in his eyes, why was he crying? He wiped them away, must be left over pepper spray from Vanderwood "How can you lose something that you so well into? The answer, you can't, I can't lose it because it fits me so well, like I can't lose the RFA because I fit into it so well"

"Do you understand Seven?" His voice was back to normal now, and like magic, so was Seven's hearing, he could hear the whirl of his computers fans and more, as though while MC was talking to him, there was nothing else to be heard, except for him.

A small smile came up on Seven's face "Yeah, thank MC, haven't gotten much sleep so a hacker imagination goes wild this late at night!" He laughed with it.

"It's only 15:00 Sevy" That nickname… "no where near night, but, I hope you feel reassured, I hope you're smiling Seven, I like smiles, big happy smiles for big (hearted) happy people!"

Seven laughed a bit but heard a buzzer buzz on his screen "Aw man! My boss just gave me MORE work! Why must people be so evil that they need my skills? Well, sorry MC, my disciple, but duty calls for the Defender of Justice 707!"

"Heh, 'duty', farewell my defender, I trust the Defender of Justice shall defend the defenceless and vanquish evil from the known realms~?" He saw MC staring at the street camera that was perched on a bank wall, probably not the best camera to hijack but, meh!

Seven opened the files from work, blah blah, hack this, find that, pay was fine though, couple thousand pleased him and his baby cars~

"All the realms are safe under my watch, now the defender of the undefended defenceless must depart to defend the undefended defenceless! Sayonara!" He hung up, plugging his phone to charge he set it away and turned to his work.

Feeling his stomach rumble, he pressed a hand to it, only bread fish guts isn't that filling… but work has been piled on him so much he hadn't had time to do anything today, not even change. He was still dressed it what he slept in, on him was a plain blue sleeveless shirt, his glasses, and boxers.

So lazy yet so comfortable…

He looked at the screen, he can eat one he's done some work, yeah! But before he started typing he looked to the door that lead to his garage, he wondered if MC would like to ride in one of his babies with him.

No, no useless thoughts, back to work.