"This day is not going as I planned it too…"
Sighing he continued to wipe at the counter with a wet cloth, failing to remove what seemed like a coffee stain, reason being, it smelled like coffee, but was bubbling…
Disgusting…
He wasn't necessarily an avid cleaner, he was just bored, and, much to his dismay and others pleasure, he cleans when he's bored.
He had already dusted the entirety of the living room along with sweeping and washed out the fridge of every stain.
"Ugh, this is annoying…" He proceeded to drop the cloth on the stain as if hoping it would clean itself. Walking to the broom closet he put away a small container on the top shelf and before turning back to the kitchen.
He glared at the fridge "I can go without food till tomorrow…"
He walked over to the window, the apartment was looking down on the city, other apartment builds with shops between them.
Scrunching his face, he closed the blinds, some people need to learn how to close the blinds…
He turned to his phone and noticed a flashing light, he'd come to realise that it meant a new chatroom had opened.
Grabbing said device, he opened the app.
MC has entered the chatroom
Jaehee: Mr. Han, I told you already, I simply cannot take on another cat project…
Jumin: It is just a simple project, I cannot see what the problem is
MC: Bonjour mes amis
Jumin: connaissance*
MC: … Well alright then
Jaehee: Welcome MC, how are you, I hope everything is well?
MC: Good, good, besides my pure eyes being tainted by others actions, perfectly fine
Jaehee: Oh, try watching one of Zen's movies, they cleanse my eyes every time I watch them
Jaehee: *Sparkly eyes emoji*
MC: Noted. Have you two eaten yet?
Jaehee: If you mean dinner, I did, although it was only takeout
Jumin: I had sushi with my colleague
Jaehee: I am jealous
Jumin: I will take you next time
Jaehee: No need. Besides, I cannot eat comfortably in such business dinners
Jumin: Did you eat, MC?
MC: No -_-
MC: I've been meaning to talk to Seven about some stuff pertaining to food and the like
MC: Besides that, I've only eaten candy food
He felt his stomach growl making him sigh, he really wanted something, even sushi would do!
Hmm… he did see a small cart selling fish shaped bread by some houses when he was at the window… it was a little way away but still doable, maybe…
Jaehee: Oh no… just that? Please do not get the habits of Seven and eat only junk
Jumin: Agreed, if I could, I would have brought you some of the sushi I had
Jumin: It's important to eat good meals everyday
Jaehee: Anyways, Mr. Han.
Jaehee: Did you call me earlier?
Jumin: Yes.
Jumin: You didn't pick up.
Jaehee: I was buying take out.
Jaehee posted a picture of a small plate of sushi, a small bottle of some sauce in a fish shaped container.
MC: You are teasing me with that picture of food…
MC: I will remember this
Jaehee: ?
Jaehee: Anyways… what did you call about Mr. Han?
Jumin: I was curious if anyone was against holding parties again
Jumin: And the person who would seem most likely would be you Assistant Kang
He sat down on a nearby chair, looking down at the phone puzzled, was it because she didn't trust him? That would seem like a reason, or was is because she was afraid he wouldn't do a good job? He promised he'd try his best…
MC: Is it bad to be against it?
Jumin: If even one person disagrees, V will get timid
Jumin: and talk about not hosting the party.
Jumin: He is… quite faint-hearted.
Jaehee: I don't know. I do not think my opinion is that important.
Jaehee: I am not directly acquainted with V like everyone else.
MC: Come on Jaehee, I'm sure V values your opinion as much as everyone else's
MC: If anything, I'm the least acquainted with anyone here
Jaehee: Though I appreciate the words, that does not make me feel better…
Jaehee: Back on topic
Jaehee: I am not against hosting the party.
Jumin: You aren't?
Jaehee: No. And you could have asked me through the phone.
Jaehee: All you had to do was call again.
Jumin: I hear your voice every day at the office. I'm kind of tired of it.
Jaehee: *… emoji*
Jaehee: Oh. I see, are you?
MC: That's harsh…
MC: Starting to believe Seven that you're Mr. Emotionless…
Jumin: Well, that is your opinion, I will not apologize for being how I am
He thinks he just hurt Jumin's feelings, he bit his lip is worry.
The chat was silent for the next couple of seconds, almost a minute.
MC: Um… I'll still be here, just going to call Seven
Jaehee: Tell him I say hello
MC: Got it
Jumin: So, you're for the party?
He minimized the chatroom and pressed the contact that had the letters '707' on it, it rung for a couple of seconds before someone picked up.
"Hello?" The voice sounded deeper than he expected.
"Hi, I wanted to talk to you about something" A quick notification popped up about Jaehee and something to do with 'thank you' letters.
"How did you get this number, who is this?" The person who he guessed wan not Seven sounded more suspicious and angry by the minute.
"Uh… I- It's me, MC… Seven…?" He tried his best to stay calm, did Seven give him the wrong number?
The person sighed "Oh… 'Seven'" They sounded disappointed.
"707 get your ass over here someone's on the phone for you!" They sounded distant but were loud enough to hear.
He also heard frantic footsteps and some light curses before the phone was handed over.
"Hello, oh, MC! Sorry about my maid, very suspicious of people…" He chuckled, now this person sounded like how he imagined Seven to sound.
"Ok… maid, got it, anyways" He was cut off by a quick scream and someone falling, then a groan of pain.
"You okay Seven?" He was very worried Seven had gotten hurt.
"Yup, fine, sorry, what were you saying MC?" The sound of typing started in his ears as the red head began work.
"I wanted to talk to you about my imprisonment here" He heard Seven chuckle on the other end "and some… things"
"Okay… shoot!" He sounded like he wasn't really in the mood to chat so he decided to make it quick.
"I'll be quick, if I'm staying here, I'm going to need food, and I'm guessing going home is not an option so unless you can send me some food, I want confirmation it's safe to leave to get food cause, you know, Human die without food" he tapped his foot on the floor, as he glared at the empty fridge.
"Seven, you there buddy?" A noise of confusion came through before the phone was picked up again.
"S- sorry" Seven laughed nervously "fell asleep at the keyboard, continue"
"And they say I'm in danger, just look at Mr. Sleep Deprived…" He muttered to himself in English, he heard Seven laugh softly, did he understand him?
Well, if him being a 'secret agent' was true, most likely very well, or good enough.
"Don't laugh, anyways, back of topic, is it alright for me to leave to buy food?" he felt his stomach move again.
He got no response from Seven besides a continuing 'Uh' sound of confusion.
"MC… I'm tired and barley understood you, Korean please?" He did sound exhausted and a bit annoyed at the sudden language change.
"What, oh, sorry-" "Sorry, habit, I asked if it's safe for me to leave tomorrow, for food, not leave leave" He resigned to sitting on a gray-ish white love seat that was next to the couch.
The sound of typing stopped as Seven most likely was leaning back in his chair "Uh… ask me tomorrow"
What?
"What?"
"Don't really have the time to check that right now, have work stuff to do, my boss is very scary, dangerous job for a dangerous man" He felt himself smile at the additional comment.
"Alright 'dangerous man', for now I'll just scope out some places, don't really know this area well, but I'll figure it out for this time" Sighing he set his phone to speaker and set it on the table.
With both hands free he removed his hoodie, placing it on the couch nearby, the apartment was too hot for that clothing.
Brushing his hair to the side he fixed the large orange shirt he was wearing before picking up the phone again unaware of the red head watching him through the camera, a strange attraction in his gaze.
"So, I guess clothes shopping gone too…?" With a yawn he shook his head and grabbed his laptop from his bag, somehow his laptop was already connected to the apartments Wi-Fi. Weird.
Seven chuckled as the typing began again "No need, I have some clothes that are too big for me, I'll ask my maid to find them so they can be mailed to you by tomorrow, oh, and don't worry about them being dirty, just got them earlier today" he added the last part on quickly.
"Earlier today?" He reopened his project and started at it, already annoyed by it.
"U-uh, did I say earlier today? I mean last week! God Seven never makes mistakes as foolish as that, it is also perfectly normal to buy clothing that is too big for oneself but the perfect size for a new friend that he had not met a week prior to buying said clothing!" He might not come off as the smartest person, but he can tell perfectly well when someone is trying to cover something.
He thought it would be a bit rude to tease the poor red head as he was now and played dumb.
"I understand God Seven, I accept your gracious gifts of cloth for my body, but it would be an honor to also wear clothes the wonderful God Seven has worn as well though~" He said as innocently as he could.
Ok, maybe some teasing.
He was luckily facing away from any cameras Seven had in the current room so he couldn't see his smirk.
He heard Seven mutter something along the lines of "Does this guy even know what he's saying?" he could practically hear the blush Seven had through his voice.
"Y- Yeah, sure, um… so I need to work now, I'll drop off the clothes when I can tonight so… talk to ya later!" He hung up as the younger to start laughing.
Only did he stop when he remembered he was in a chatroom with Jaehee and Jumin.
Worried he reopened the chatroom to find both previous participants had left, Jaehee being the last one to, saying he could just ignore the chat.
MC: Jaehee
MC: Jumin
MC: I am SO sorry for ditching you guys!
MC: My talk with Seven got out of hand and… didn't want to be rude to him by chatting as well
MC: Huh?
MC: You were talking about me?
MC: I'll read that later
MC has left the chatroom
He hoped Jaehee and Jumin weren't too upset with him not ditching them, they were nice people and, in truth, didn't want to upset anyone here he could help if, call him a people pleaser, but he wanted people to be happy.
"I wonder what I could do…" He tapped his chin with his phone thinking.
He could message Jaehee or Jumin apologizing but, it didn't truly seem necessary but, he was still worried.
Sighing he knew he let his anxiety get the better of him, he opened the contact that said 'Jumin' with a photo of the mans face beside it.
MC
Jumin, I said it in the chatroom but I am really sorry
Not mad?
As he closed the chat a message for a text appeared.
Jumin
No need to apologize, I understand the situation
Necessities require more attention at this moment in time
And I am sure Assistant Kang understands as well
Smiling, he set the phone down, happy to know neither were upset with him.
He looked to the kitchen and glared at the fridge, still hungry.
It was then again, he got another text, this time, from Seven.
707
Go to the front desk
Your God Seven has ordered you food
Pizza to be exact
He turned to the camera and, with a smile, waved to it mouthing a 'thank you'.
Standing up, he walked to the front door, hand on the handle cautiously.
If Seven ordered him food, it must be safe to go grab it, right?
Putting some trust in the hacker he opened the door and made his way to the elevator, waiting for it to arrive.
As he waited, he turned down to the hallway behind him, he wondered how that white-haired guy was doing, he seemed impatient when he saw him on the elevator.
He was now walking back to the apartment, a box of plain pizza in hand, he guessed Seven didn't order any topping for it because he didn't know his tastes, oh well.
Seven also seemed to have paid for it as well from what the delivery guy said.
Once he was back in the apartment, still having to use the password, he set the box on the counter and grabbed a slice of the pizza.
After barely eating for 19 hours to get practically free pizza, he swore he could kiss Seven right then.
40 minutes later, the entire pizza was gone, box placed where recycling would most likely go.
He also worked on his project a bit more, adding color and refining the design. The project was weird, the teacher specifically said he was the only one doing it because he was 'class best'.
Also said some people wanted a new logo for a sub part of their organization, whatever that meant.
As he pulled a blanket over his body, he was lying on the couch, his phone buzzed on the table, a light flashing.
Picking it up, a chatroom had opened.
MC has entered the chatroom
MC: Going by your times, Zen, why are you still awake?
ZEN: *Happy emoji*
ZEN: But you're awake too MC
MC: Got me there, I'm on the couch was gunna have a nap but…
ZEN: Opps, my apologies, shouldn't keep a lady from her rest
MC: No worries, what's on your mind?
ZEN: Ah! You read me like a book!
ZEN: I don't think I can sleep tonight.
ZEN: We have a new member and also…
ZEN: the shocking news that she's at Rika's apartment
ZEN: I think I'm going to be up all night thinking about you lol
ZEN: Since the controversial one is here, let's talk a bit.
ZEN: Do you usually go to bed late?
MC: I wouldn't call this 'late', it's like 8 AM back home
ZEN: AM?! You're not from here?
MC: Nope, I'm a rainbow unicorn from hell
MC: But really, no, just moved here a couple weeks ago
ZEN: Where did you come from?
MC: Guess~
ZEN: America?
MC: US of A? No, thankfully
MC: Then I'm not telling
He put a hand to his mouth, trying to keep himself from yawning, maybe a nap would be good… He closed his eyes but woke up again as his phone fell on his face.
That hurt… his nose and pride.
ZEN: How do you feel about getting involved in all this.
ZEN: If I were you… I would have said no.
ZEN: It's too much of a bother lol
MC: Didn't have much of a choice, now did I?
MC: But, I'm curious of what's gunna happen this time
ZEN: I like your honesty
ZEN: Let's just hope this is the right choice
MC: Don't worry, I know it is
After talking for a bit, about some of their hobbies, favorite foods and a small talk about V, Zen said he needed to go practise lines.
MC: Ha ha! Don't worry, I'll go to sleep now
ZEN: Good girl
ZEN: You're cute
He rolled his eyes as he smiled, taking the compliment rather than saying anything else.
ZEN: Then I'll get going ^^
ZEN: *Happy emoji*
Zen then sent a picture of a purple flower that bloomed on the side of a rocky cliff, a cloudy sky behind it.
ZEN: This is a photo that V gave me as a gift…
ZEN: He told me to think of it whenever I feel nervous.
ZEN: I think about this photo before I go up on stage.
ZEN: If you… feel nervous too…
ZEN: I hope this helps you get over it.
ZEN: Good night…!
ZEN has left the chatroom
MC has left the chatroom
Taking that as a cue, he put his phone away before covering himself in the blanket as best he could before shutting his eyes.
A certain red head watched through his screen as the younger male fell asleep, sighing he turned to a large bag filled with clothes beside his chair.
He didn't know why he bought the clothing earlier today, but he knew it had something to do with some strange feelings he felt for the brunette that was currently asleep.
Grabbing his phone, he transferred his surveillance privileges of the apartment onto the device.
Pulling on his favorite black and yellow sweater that was still way to big for him, he bent down and grabbed the bag and making his way to his garage. But not before leaving a note for his maid, Mrs. Vanderwood.
He did promise MC he'd get the clothes to him by tomorrow, but didn't know why he was going himself.
After a long few hours of driving, he was stood in front of the apartment door he hoped he wouldn't be in front of again, the RFA padlock on the door handle.
Still thinking logically, he used the key card he made for the apartment instead of leaving his finger prints to open the door.
Pushing the wooden door open his shoulder, he looked around the apartment a bit, all the lights were off except the dim glow of a laptop that sat on the coffee table next to a bundle of blankets, he guessed it belonged to MC.
Setting the bag of clothing down on the love seat next to the couch, he gently closed the laptop, leaving the apartments only light source being from the lights of the night drawn city below.
Sighing, Seven quietly sat on the arm of the love seat and stared at the head of light brown hair that poked out of the bundle of blankets.
He guessed, and from his short background check on him, MC was taller than him, by a couple of inches at least.
From how he was positioned, it looked uncomfortable to be sleeping on that couch, but as much as Seven wanted to move the man, he was probably too heavy for him to carry without breaking his back, or waking him up.
As he stared at MC's sleeping mass, he gently put his hand onto the boys' head, MC made a small happy noise before moving into his hand more. A smile made its way onto Seven's face without him knowing, he began to run his hand through MC's hair softly.
"I hope you stay safe… you're important to me- to the RFA, even if we barely know you"
Seven stopped the movement through the brunettes' hair as he realised what he was doing, he couldn't do this- shouldn't.
Pulling his hand away, he heard a small whimper from MC. He too felt that sadness, missing the feeling of his smooth hair between his fingers.
Standing up he made his way to the door that was still open, seems he forgot to close it, not a very big deal, no cameras could look inside and there were no windows people could look directly into.
As he stepped out, he looked behind him at the new sleeping member.
"I'm a dangerous man... don't get close, please" He shut the door as quietly as he could.
Standing on the other side of the door he ran his hand through his hair, the same one that was on MC's, it did not feel the same.