u know. just had to write this.
Wow there is a major shortage on the angst department.
"Me? Fail? You're kidding me, right?" Seven chuckled as he carefully placed the blond wig on his head
He smoothed it out as he focused on his reflection on the mirror.
"I can't even believe," he continued, putting on a blue eye contact on his left eye then spoke, as he continued on the other one, "You wouldn't believe in me. I've done this a thousand times and I was flawless."
"Sure, getting paid with chips is flawless," Vanderwood, who had been standing behind Seven for quite some time now, grumbled
"Hey, Honey Buddha Chips is a national treasure," Seven pointed out, "And there, I'm done." He turned around, facing Vanderwood, "How do I look?"
"You look late. Now come on, you've done the briefing, let's get this show on the road!" Vanderwood exclaimed as he walked out of the room, to the garage
The two took separate cars and Seven drove a few ways ahead from Vanderwood. They parked in front of the bank, the one which was supposed to be robbed. Seven rolled his eyes at the thought. The bank was getting robbed and? They didn't even think about sending a lower ranked agent and besides, it was just speculated that it was to be robbed so what was all the fuss for, having him dress up and go to the field.
But at the end of the day, he still had to do his job. He walked in to the bank, purse in hand. His heels (which slightly killed his feet) were clacking against the tiles of the room. Looking around, he saw several people making deposits, encashments, and deals with the clerks. So far, no one was suspicious so he couldn't just pull out a gun at that moment and ask everyone to stay calm. Instead, he decided to go and sit on one of the empty chairs. On his way there, he bumped into someone who had instantly said sorry to him.
Wait, I know that voice.
Seven looked up and saws his white haired friend.
"Oh, uh, it's fine," Seven responded, voice different from his usual voice
"How can I make it up to you?" the white headed man asked
"Really, it's fine, Zen," And he regretted it as soon as it left his tongue
"You know me? Are you one of my fans?" Zen grinned at her
Damn it, Zen, I'm on duty but if you're going to do this, might as well play.
"Uh, not really," Seven responded with a giggle, "I just see your posters around the town."
"Okay, but are you sure I couldn't make it up to you? We could go grab some coffee after this if you want," Zen responded
"No, I'm really sorry. Maybe some other time? I have errands to run after this," Seven replied
"Oh, that's okay with me." Zen grinned at him, "Can I give you my number then? So you could tell me when I could take you out."
On the outside, Seven had just given Zen a piece of paper and a pen to write his number on, but on the inside, Seven was cackling. He wanted to burst out laughing right then and there because Zen really thought that he was a girl. And this wasn't even the first time so how can it be the last?
"Great," Zen started, "Wait, I didn't quite catch your name."
"It's Ba Bokutachi," Seven answered
"Is it okay if I call you Tachi?" Zen asked
"Yes, it's okay." Seven nodded
"Well I have to get going," Zen stated
"Wait, I have to ask you something! You're one of the guys who hosted that RFA party right?" Seven asked
Zen grinned proudly, "Yes I am."
"Can you hook me up with Jumin?"
And with that, his grin turned into a frown, "Excuse me what?"
"He's just so dreamy." Seven sighed with a smile, "If you can, I owe you big time."
"Are you okay, Tachi? Do you work for Jumin or something?"
"No, not at all. I wish I could though, so I get to see him all day." Seven squealed
"Um, okay...?" Zen raised a brow, "I have to get going now."
"Okay, don't forget to tell Jumin my name!" Seven waved goodbye
Just as Zen left, the robbers were in. Thank goodness he could go home early.
That evening
707 has entered the chatroom
707: Tiring
707: Very tiring day
707: But I saved the day!
Yoosung : Ooh! What did you do?
707: I
707: stopped robbers at a bank
Jumin Han: Oh I heard about that.
Jumin Han: Apparently it was overheard by an employee whose apartment in right next to the robber's.
Jaehee Kang: Yes. it's a good thing it wasn't the bank where the funds of the C&R are at.
Jaehee Kang: But good job, Luciel.
707: I did something good!
ZEN has entered the chatroom
ZEN: Ugh. You're talking about banks
Jaehee Kang: What's wrong with banks?
ZEN: That bank that was robbed today, I met a really pretty lady there
ZEN: I think she knew me?
ZEN: I tried asking her out and even gave her my number
ZEN: She also knows that I'm affiliated with the RFA
Yoosung : Where's the bad part?
ZEN: She likes someone in the RFA
ZEN: It's Jumin.
Jumin Han: No need to get surprised about that.
ZEN: I knew it
ZEN: She works for you doesn't she?
707: lololol
707: What's her name?
707: I wanna see her
ZEN: Ba Bokutachi
707: lololololol
Yoosung : Ba Bokutachi? Is that even a real name?
Jaehee Kang: She might not be active in social media if we couldn't find her
Jumin Han: Or maybe Zen was hallucinating a girl
707: lolololol
707: OR
707: maybe
707: she
707: looks like this
707: *photo of Seven still in his disguise*
ZEN: That. She's that person.
Yoosung: ...
Yoosung : ...
Yoosung : ...
Jaehee Kang: What's wrong?
Yoosung : That's...
Yoosung : Seven...?
ZEN: What do you mean "That's Seven"? That's Ba Bokutachi
Jaehee Kang: I'd hate to say this, but Yoosung's correct.
Jaehee Kang: That's Luciel.
707: LOLOLOLOLOL
707: B
707: I
707: N
707: G
707: O
ZEN has left the chatroom