A/N: So I finished his route and I'm now mourning the time I had with him, I can't get over him you guys! I DID intend to stretch this story out till the end of DAY 8, but without access to any of the chatrooms or calls it'd be a bit tricky now, so I thought this was a good place to end it. I'm currently working on some Yoosung x MC fluff so more MM fic coming soon!
Saeyoung didn't know how to process what he just saw, did she know he was looking at that moment? Was she testing him? Maybe she just meant she liked him in a friendly way, or maybe it was payback for pranking Yoosung?
Once again his head was a mess and an internal conflict grew stronger.
MC is probably just teasing me because of what Yoosung said. Or maybe she does actually like me, she even hinted that on the chatroom. But why would she have feelings for me? All 707 does is joke around and annoy people, what's attractive about that? Saeyoung is a broken mess of a man, and Luciel hides his pain under laughter…. There are so many sides to me I don't even know who I am anymore.
In the end, he decided he would play stupid and pretend he wasn't looking towards her at that particular moment.
It's for the best. He logged off his computer and closed his eyes, getting a much needed nap.
His golden eyes shot open, just what time was it? He glanced over at his alarm clock; he'd only managed to get an hour's rest. The familiar green light blinked on and off on his red smartphone; chatroom notifications.
After that mess earlier, I really shouldn't look… as he instantly tapped the login button on the app. A flurry of messages shot down his screen and he scan read most of it with his impressive hacker skills, they'd been talking about him; as he suspected and dreaded they were all trying to play matchmaker.
He rolled his eyes and pinched his nose in frustration, Zen and Jaehee were telling MC that he was worried about her safety and that he wasn't usually off his game like this, then he saw MCs message and a familiar pang hit him in the chest.
MC: But Seven denied he had feelings for me.
The message read off in a cold, dejected tone, unusual for the cheery and normally upbeat woman. And then Zen and Jaehee started to drone on about Sevens feelings again, reassuring her it was not the case.
least she seems to get the message. If I keep on like this she'll realize she has no chance to be with me and she can turn towards one of the others for comfort instead.
He felt his legs burning and tingling, and thought he should go get some exercise to clear his head, the fresh air always helped cleanse his mind with work.
The sun bounced off his vermillion hair and burnt into his black and amber hoodie, as he strolled down the streets he could hear birds whistling their happy melodies and it dawned on him that the world looked oddly more beautiful that day.
I wonder if she's back home, it's been a while since I last heard her voice.
Before he knew he reaching for his phone and dialling a familiar number.
Wait no, what am I doing? I need to hang up befo- "Oh MC, Good Afternoon! It's me, Seven. I came outside to get some fresh air but"
"Oh Seven! You caught me just in time, I just got home myself!" a familiar angelic tone answered him. He really loved the sound of her voice, it melted his ears and soothed him.
"Ehhh your voice sounds weird. Uhm.. I'm just walking on the streets but I kept remembering your voice" Seven slapped himself on the forehead. Ugh what am I even saying right now, why am I talking to her in the first place.
"It sounds weird? Haha maybe it's because I ran to get my charger just before you called?" She cleared her throat on the other end and hummed a few innocent notes.
Dear God don't start singing please, my heart cannot take it.
"Oh that explains it haha! You know...I keep hearing it in my head and I don't know why.. Maybe your voice has a unique frequency. I want to test it out next time we talk"
What the hell is wrong with me
"A unique frequency? Well it's true I was thinking about you just now Seven, I actually wanted to hear your voice too so who knows maybe we're both aliens and we have the same wavelengths, it would explain why I find you so funny"
His heart ached, she was teasing him and it was taking all of his strength to not hang up the phone and run to her apartment right now.
"It is strange...I want to keep hearing your voice"
"Hmmm?" her voice was like melting butter, every cell in his body was screaming.
"Ohhhh...that breathing sound! Gahhh I'm suddenly feeling very hot." He threw his hoodie off and tied it around his waist, his face flushed and his inability to think properly left him a stuttering mess.
"Don't make sounds like that...its dangerous… wait why is it dangerous? My face is burning up. Don't do...that. If you do that infront of someone else, you might get kidnapped."
He paused and took a breath.
"Because you're so cute…" it was barely a whisper but she must have heard it, still she remained silent. She wasn't really much of a talker over the phone and was used to his rambling.
"Oh! Hahah listen to me, I sound like such a creeper right now! Don't worry, I haven't recorded your voice or anything. If you got involved with strange things because of me, if something happened and I got caught and they found your voice file in my desk they'd target you. So I'll just save them in my head. I have a really good memory! Anyways… I don't want anyone to get in danger because of me."
A small giggle and sigh could be heard from her end of the line, had he said too much?
"Don't worry about it, I'll take care of it!"
"But how could I not worry! A hacker could be coming for you right now, not me but another one. You're only saying that because you don't know how dangerous we are. Good people like you have to stay in this world and continue to do good things." he paused again to take a breath "You can't get involved in a bad accident because of people like me….hackers are cockroaches of the internet. So don't hang around with hackers OR secret agents."
"Seven...?" was all she said in response.
"To you...a man with an honest job.. And a normal background might be better…" he trailed off, staring at the clouds.
Aaaargh… I think my head is overloaded. I keep saying weird things and I kept hearing your voice so I thought it'd be fine if I listened to it for real, but I think it's made things worse.. I need to hang up now. Hey MC? Can you say goodbye to me..just once" he closed his eyes ready to take in her sweet sounding vocals once more.
" Goodbye Seven, mmmmmmm" she drew out her breath in an almost erotic playful moan and a once dormant primal urge in Seven shot up to the surface, it had turned him on.
Seven held his silver crucifix necklace with his free hand and mumbled several quick apology prayers
"God. MC seriously, I'm not going to be able to sleep tonight….you did that on purpose right? Ugh. I'll call you later". He hung up, still as red as a tomato and cursing himself for calling her in the first place.
She probably thinks I'm a complete freak now.
Saeyoung walked back to his house at a snails pace, he couldn't believe how stupid he'd been; flirting with MC like that and saying all sorts of creepy things. He had yet another headache, his chest still felt funny and he still had to deal with the hacker and the deadline; things were piling up in his brain.
Vanderwood gave him his usual lecture about not taking things seriously enough and screamed at him for leaving the house longer than his break intended to be. Like a rebellious child Saeyoung responded by throwing himself on his bed and blasted music in his headphones, staring at the ceiling wanting the world to just swallow him whole.
He shot a quick look at his phone and saw a text from MC; just asking if he'd enjoyed his walk.
Just ignore it, ignore her. Pick yourself up and go do your damned work Oh great 707...
MC's profile picture stared back at him intensely, he remembered when he first saw her on the day she infiltrated the RFA. From the moment he saw her he'd wanted to know her, he thought she was attractive and had a great figure but now? He couldn't stop thinking how beautiful she was from the camera footage; her dimples, her dazzling smile, the way her hair curled at the ends, the strange hip movements she made when dancing and how she'd play with her hair when she was talking on the phone.
Hah, it's just no use is it? I just can't stop thinking about you. He lunged for his laptop, ripping out the charging cable, and laid it next to him on the bed; pulling up the CCTV footage.
I'm just checking up on her.
There she was, just within sight of the camera. It looked like she'd fallen asleep whilst reading her manga again, she was enveloped in a fluffy blanket and looked so peaceful; yet she still had deep black circles under her eyes as if she'd not slept in days.
He stretched out his arm and placed his hand over the image of her.
And then he pulled his hand back to his chest and returned to stare at the ceiling.
2.35 seconds, that's how long it took for me to fall for you.
How long would it take for you to fall for the real me?