Alone, in a dark room sitting on a bed staring at pictures on a phone with the devices shine as the only light source.
That is how MC was currently, sat in Rika's old room.
When he left the coffee shop after sort of meeting with Jaehee, he went straight to the apartment feeling depressed. So now he was sat on the messy white bed staring at his phone looking at random pictures on the RFA Messenger.
He didn't know how long he had been sitting in the dark, but it felt like a long time.
A frown on his face he flopped onto the bed, looking up at the ceiling, or, his phone really.
Pressing some things on his phone he pulled up a photo of Jaehee at what seemed to be a theatre, a big bowl of popcorn in her hands and 3D glasses on her soft face, brown eyes shining behind them. Her wide smile said everything on how she felt at the time. Gently, he ran his thumb over the cheek of picture Jaehee.
He felt something run down his face but quickly wiped it away "I have no right to feel sad with this…" muttering it to himself he closed the picture and file, opening another one soon after, it was labelled 'Yoosung'.
He opened a picture which was of omurice, he knew what the dish was and what it tasted like because a friend had made it for him frequently when they met.
He found himself smiling gently at the photo.
He closed that picture as he got the notification for a chatroom, he didn't want the others to worry about him so he entered. It seemed Yoosung and Seven were the only participants.
He put on a small smile as he read what they had been talking about.
It seemed Seven was trying prank Yoosung. The prank being LOLOL related with, he guessed, Seven doing something to Yoosung's LOLOL account to make the blonde freak out.
He needed some smiles in his dark day, why not join in?
MC has entered the chatroom
Yoosung: I know it was you Seven, now give back my account!
Yoosung: *Angry emoji*
707: I swear by my pure soul It was not me, where has the trust gone!
Yoosung: The trust was gone when I got a notification saying you hacked my LOLOL!
707: I still had that turned on…?
707: I mean I did no such thing!
He decided it would be fun to his this out and watch how Seven pranked Yoosung, besides a coffee prank, he never really saw him be pranked.
Yoosung: …
707: Opps~ work calls, gotta go!
707 has left the chatroom
Yoosung: My account~!
Yoosung: Ugh… why does he always prank me?
Yoosung: Or why do I always fall for his pranks…?
Yoosung: As funny as they are to everyone else probably, they aren't that funny to me
Yoosung: It's my things that gets trashed with these things
Yoosung: Next time he tries to prank me, I'm not going to fall for it! I'm going to prank him as revenge! See how he likes it!
Yoosung has left the chatroom
MC: Good luck with that Yoosung, hope you get him good~
MC: Oh, he left before I could post it… oh well, I'll be off then!
MC has left the chatroom
As much as the small conversation helped him smile, it didn't do much else.
Maybe he could pass the time by doing some work, yeah, it was tedious enough to. Maybe he'd get another call from family, which he would procced to ignore, again.
Standing from the bed, legs cracking from the sudden stretch, he started to the living room where his laptop was. If he was lucky enough maybe he'd get it done within the next few days or this week.
Sitting down he opened his laptop and prepared to work when his phone rang. Sighing, he picked it up and answered without checking who it was.
"Hello, who might be here?" Some playfulness in his voice expecting it to be someone from the RFA.
"Mel-Cali?" A low voice came through, not like any of the RFA members or sister.
"Oh, hello sir, how are you?" He laid back on the couch in an uncomfortable manner, hoping not to relax not risking falling asleep.
"I'm good thank you, I called wondering how the project is going, it's almost the due date" Straight to the point, like always.
He chuckled "Yeah, I may be a bit late with this one… but I have to ask, why did you chose me for this, I'm sure there are others that are more capable"
"They wanted to see my best students work, so I got you, as I've said before the reward for you if they like what you make is going to be amazing, I can promise you that my boy"
Best student, like hell he was best in the class.
"Alright… better be amazing for all this work… but, I'm working on it now, get back to you tomorrow" With that he hung up "Not", setting the phone to the side and continued working on the oh so important project.
His teacher assigned it to him a month ago, saying that a small company came to him, so he chose him to do the work. Said there were two rewards if they liked what he created, first one was an automatic completion of his class, diploma or whatever included with it, and the company would give him a spot with them. Nothing more than that was said to him, but it was due soon.
Turning back to his computer again, his phone rang again.
Annoyed, he answered it "What now?"
"Oh, I apologize for interrupting sir…" A feminine voice sounded from the other end.
Sighing he sat up on the couch behind him, rubbing his eyes under his glasses in the process "Sorry, thought you were someone else, who is this?" The voice felt familiar but he couldn't think of its owner.
"Did he give us the wrong number I wonder…" he heard her mutter, most likely to herself "Um… do you happen to know a woman that goes by the name 'MC', I called to speak with her"
He perked up slightly at his name, few people called him that, so there were only a select few who did. Even less, a total of six, referred to him as a woman so it had to be one of the RFA.
"Um, yes, I know MC… I could get her if you want, but first, who is this and why do you need to talk with her?" This is a part of the joke he didn't like.
"I'm afraid the reason I called is between me and her, but tell her Mrs. Kang wants to speak with her" He nodded, even though she couldn't see him.
Setting the phone on the table he waited a few moments before picking it up again, giving the illusion, he'd handed it off.
"Hello, Jaehee, what's up" He made his voice a tad higher to simulate a female, Jaehee was smarter than Yoosung so just saying he had a cold couldn't work.
"MC? Hmm, you sound different than what I thought… well I shouldn't be one to judge, is this a good time to talk, some other person picked up"
"Oh yeah, he just went out… anyways! What did you call about?" He got relaxed in the apartment couch as he stared at his computer, her calling might be distracting from work but, he had a feeling it would be a worth while call.
He heard a soft chuckle "I simply called to see if you were adjusting well, I… also wanted to have a sort of girl talk"
Wait, what.
"Do you enjoy watching TV shows?" As he tried to answer, she continued "I accidentally saw a teaser for a TV show and it reminded me of something… do you think it's possible to fall in love at first sight in real life? In TV, people fall in love without considering reality… Oh! Do you know the musical 'Changing Seasons' that Zen was in?"
He roughly remembered watching a show called that a few months ago, but he also remembers there being two he saw. Stupid fangirl sister…
"I think-" he cleared his throat, getting his 'feminine voice' ready "I think so… I saw two, was it the one with Bread Fit? I remember that being good"
"Bread Fit, no no no! I was referring to the one Zen starred in, if I remember Bread Fit starred in the TV show of the same name" Ah, now he remembers, not the one with Bread Fit in it. He remembers seeing Zen star in the other one, a musical his sister dragged him to before they moved to South Korea, oh how the cost hurt him… at least it was good, and the part where Zen took of his shirt-
He shook his head, not the time. He resumed listening to Jaehee.
" -a ticket. Zen played a repressed fragile character, in one of the last scenes he takes off his shirt… I mean… um… never mind" If blushes were sounds he bet Jaehee's would make him deaf.
The conversation between Jaehee and MC continued down an alley of talking about Zen and his works among other things, but somehow, Jaehee always brought the topic back to Zen. Giving up on changing the subject, he simply stuck with talking about the musical the albino was in.
But, as he checked his phone, nearly an hour had gone by with his phone half dead, so he needed to hang up.
After working on his project for a little while longer, he got bored, very bored. So bored he felt like he'd explode!
Finding white board and markers, cloth included, he stepped out of the apartment. Seven did say he would be watching him.
Looking around, he spotted a camera at the end of the hall and sat down in front of it. Using one of the markers he began to draw the picture of a cat on it.
Adding the whiskers, fluffy cheeks… stripped glasses and color it red! Holding it up to the camera he smiled.
Putting the bored back down he pulled out a second color marker, brown, he drew a small 3 by 3 grid, ready to a game.
A few minutes later, he sat there confused. He had played tic tac toe by himself, playing for Seven also and showing the bored to the camera for Seven to see, but… he somehow lost… without any input from the red head.
For quite a while after, he continued to draw things on the board and show them to Seven, it was fun. He drew more cats, the RFA as different animals and more.
He didn't know for certain if the hacker was watching him, but there was that chance he was.
As he was drawing a rainbow that was made of Honey Buddha Chips, he saw his phone flash beside him, laughing at the horrible HBC-bow he picked it up.
It seemed he had missed two calls from Jumin and Zen respectively, after setting a reminder to call them both back, he checked the chatroom.
Huh, it seemed V was online…
Luckily during his time drawing for the red head, he lurked in some chatrooms. They were all mainly about Sevens unhealthy amount of Honey Buddha Chip stash… he wanted some…
Oh right! V was online!
MC has entered that chatroom
V: MC, you're here
V: I'm glad someone is here, I was worried everyone would be asleep
MC: Hey hey Mr. V… um… Mr. V man!
V: Mr. V man…? Odd but funny none the less
V: I heard that everyone was starting to get worried about the party date… so I came
Jumin has entered the chatroom
Jumin: V?
MC: Hello Jumin
Jumin: You're up late MC
V: It is to be expected of her, from what Luciel had told me, MC is from out of country
V: North America if I remember. So she is most likely used to having a sleeping schedule simialer to Luciel's unfortunetly
Jumin: Noted
Jumin: But that doesn't explain why you're here so late, V
V: Luciel told be to look at previous messages, so I took time to come
Jumin: Yoosung is getting worried
V: Yes… I know, I wanted to say that we are holding the party, setting the date is the hard part, my schedule isn't as… free as it used to be…
Jumin: If you need assistance in freeing you're schedule, you know I can help with that
V: As thankful as I am for the offer, it is not that easy. I just wanted to confirm the party will be soon so I hope everyone can wait until then
V: I'm sure it hasn't been easy for you MC, with everything, but I hope you understand
MC: I trust you're doing everything you can V, so I have no room to complain if I had worries. Seven seems to be working hard for this to
V: You're right, Luciel has been a big help to me
V: Trust is a rare comodity among people these days, I will make sure it is not in vain
MC: So nothing has been confirmed party wise?
V: No, I have some ideas as to when the party could be, but I must look them over. I hope everyone has been suggesting guests?
Oh yeah they have… in the past three days everyone had suggested many guests, Yoosung brought up his LOLOL guild, Jaehee suggested a match maker, and Jumin threw a cat product team into the mix. That's naming a few… oh yeah, Seven… he sent an e-mail to famous Chef RamG! Without. Telling. Him. He knew RamG was scary on televion, but now he's personaly terrified of the man! Talking to him is stressful…
MC: Yes! Right now, 1 person has said they were for sure coming, while I'm currently talking to a few others
Jumin: Hmm, you are rather good at comunicating with people MC
V: In other regards, I do not think we will have long to prepare
V: It's MC's first party and she has only been working for a few days so a large party may be too much for her
Jumin: Do what you think is right. We should just be thankful we can have a party again
V: Thank you for thinking that way, how are you MC, do you feel to pressured?
V: Has everyone been nice to you since you joined the RFA?
Yeah, they have. Yoosung has helped keep him busy while they talked about LOLOL now and then. He had someone to converse to about Zen and shows, it turned out Jaehee also enjoyed anime to an extent much to his surprise. Zen felt like a big brother already. Jumin, while he may seem cold, could talk about cats for hours, and besides his self heart-to-heart, Seven was fun to joke around with, sweet and someone he could vent to maybe.
MC: Yeah, everyone's been nothing but kind to me
MC: … To be honest, I love talking to Seven
V: Really? I'm glad you're getting along with Luciel
V: He doesn't seem to get along with Jaehee though
Jumin: And I never wanted to be close to the cat abuser as well
MC: He just has his own way of showing love Jumin
V: It's astonding that you see it that way MC, everyone else, me inculded, can't really see what he does to cats as 'love'
V: Oh, I wanted to invite someone to the party, Rui, What do you think?
Jumin: Any particular reason?
V: He's a friend and well known in his industry, I'm sure he can be of help
Oh yeah, as much as the thought of talking to more people was of great disdain to him, he knew it would be good to have as many people at the party as possible.
MC: Sure! Tell him to shoot me an email
Jumin: If my input is nessecary, I agree with MC
V: I'll contact him when I can then
V: Oh, sorry
V: I'm getting a call so I have to go
V: Tell everyone I say hello, and I will try so no one has to wait long
V has left the chatroom
After that the conversation between him and the cat entheutiast grew to a close, ending soon after with rightful goodnights.
Holding the phone to his chest he sighed, lying back, his head on the hallway carpet and looking up at the bland ceiling, he closed with eyes feeling a rush of relaxsation pass through him.
"I wonder how the party is going to play out? There's lots of ideas I'll have to text Jaehee, maybe some small games? Even rich people love games, right?" He laughed as image of Jumin playing ping pong against Zen passed through his mind. The match would eventualy end with Zen raging and throwing his paddle at Jumin. With how those two fought in the chatroom he wouldn't be surprised.
He began to imagine the rest of the party, how it would turn out, the food that would be served, decorations. As official as he was meant to be with this, maybe he could get away with some streamers or something, he was sure V would agree if he asked.
He thought about his life so far, fairly ordinary besides the occational thing, family death, medical and what not.
Then this Unknown came up with the app, as much as he wanted to punch him for disturbing his lazy life, he was thankful that it got him new friends, or, he hoped they considered him a friend.
Maybe he should talk to family? With just vanishing like he did probably has them worried…
Setting the phone down he shook his head. He'll… wait a while to do that… couple days at most!
As he went to pick up the phone again, the screen lit up and it started ringing. After a quick panic, he looked at who was calling, Seven, he answered, a smile already growing on his face.
"Hello, Diciple #1 at your service" His eyes began to wander the ceiling, picking out shapes from the bumps.
"D- Disiple? Oh, that, hehe, didn't think you'd remember that… well I just called to remember your voice, I tried to recall it while working and I couldn't. I have a super great memory so it surprised me that I forgot it so… I called" He chuckled a bit as he spotted a misformed cat shape in the ceiling bumps.
"Well, It's back in my brain now that I've heard it… why couldn't I remember it before, I remember lots of things so how could I forget that? The taste of Honey Buddha Chips, the Arabic alphabet, the day we- I mean, I was born" He heard the hacker laugh nervously.
"It's alright Seven, everyone forgets things from time to time… like just now! I was going to say something but I forgot!" He began to hum a low tune as he waited to the hacker
"Um… thanks" Seven responded quietly, MC wondered if Seven had smiled today, which lead to him imangining what his smile looked like, soft with the corners of his lips raised, wide and showing teeth or something inbetween.
"I would ask if I disturbed your sleep but…" he heard a chair creak in the background before a sigh "It's not safe to fall sleep in the hallway y'know" He scolded quietly.
Nodding slightly he turned his head to look at the apartment door, moving his phone to his other ear in the process. "I'm glad you called I think I was near falling asleep, also I was getting a bit bored by myself, no one seems to be in the chatroom so I stayed out here hehe!" He yawned as he closed his eyes again Seven's soft, quiet voice making him tired.
"Bored? Well we can't have that now can we! I shall entertain the princess" He was too weary to correct the hacker "So, how was your day? What did you do? Have you eaten lately?"
His head hurt… too many question for a sleepy man to answer… "One question at a time please, unless you want my head to implode" He tired to keep a chiper voice going to mask his sleepiness but slow reponse time may negate that.
He heard the red head laugh and a chair moving, possibly spin "Didn't even correct me for calling you princess? Who are you and where is MC!" He laughed a tiny bit before removing the phone and yawning once again, he brought it back.
"So… one at a time, but I'm good at multitasking~! Um… food, do you have a favorite snack? I've noticed you have a few of those candy foods in your bag still" The little peeper, how good were those cameras that they could see into his bag, maybe he left them out? Eh, he didn't care.
"You're expecting a type of candy food to be my answer aren't you? Well… it's…" He mumbled something unhearable.
"What was that, I couldn't hear that, repeat please"
"It's Ch….." he mumbled again.
"Again please~?"
He whimpered quietly as he felt his face heat up.
"Was that a whimper? AWW! SO CUTE!" "SH- SHUT UP WEIRDO!"
"Fine, I… It's chocolate"
The line was silent for a minute untill laughter rang through the phone. Why was he laughing? What was he laughing at- him? The situation? A funny Does Jumin Han Is Gay meme?
"What are you laughing at weirdo!" He sat up and pouted at the camera.
"N- No- No, don't be any more cute I'm gunna die!" He continued to laugh for a couple more seconds before stopping, at that time MC stopped his pout and just stared at the camera, a slight blush still on his face.
"S- Sorry for laughing, I just find it funny that you got that embarresed over chocolate, but I'm guessing that's why you got a chocolate donut at the shop this morning?" Well he was correct, as not surprised in the least to know that Seven had been watching him through the shops camera.
Nevertheless he nodded "Yes, it is"
"I think I have chocolate in my bunker somewhere. I'd bring you some but… reality won't allow me, so sad, I can mail chips to you! Wait, no… I don't think you can mail perishables… that's sad" MC smiled, it was the thought that counted.
Crossing his legs he smiled "Why thank you, but you don't have to, I don't want you to get in trouble with V or something" "No worries! I'll bring chocolate cats for us to share at the party!"
His smile dropped a bit "Really Seven, I don't want to inconvinance you with that, don't bring them…" He heard Sevens breath hitch through the phone, feeling guilty he looked down at the floor.
Neither of them spoke for what seemed like hours, the only noise on either side was the others breathing, MC tried to keep his as quiet as possible.
After some time Seven spoke up "A- Alright… um… sorry for pushing it, I- It's best to go back inside and get some sleep…" MC noticed how different his voice sounded, it wasn't the happy or cheerful tone it was a few minutes ago, it sounded sad.
"Wait!" He called to Seven before the redhead could hang up.
"Yeah?" A hint of hope evident in his voice.
MC didn't want to end the call how it was, trying to think of anything to talk about he began to make random sounds.
"U- Uh… Honey Buddha Chips!" He tried to crane his neck lower in embarresment.
Seven made a confused noise "What about them?"
"I've had one before… a chip, it… was really good…" It wasn't a lie, he had stolen a chip from a friend once when they had a bag.
He heard Seven chuckled quietly "MC, I… I understand what you're doing, I didn't want this call to end awkwardly either but I didn't want to upset you further as well, so… thank you, for not letting me hang up" He raised his head to face the camera, he wasn't smiling, low guilt showing still.
"You know" Seven stated with amused, peeking MC's interest "Something really strange happened while I was calling you before… my hands were pressing the buttons automaticly, it was like I was in a trance… I woke up when I heard it ringing and thought about hanging up, glad I didn't" MC felt a small smile appear, but, he didn't understand why, why would a mistake make him happy?
"A lot of people say they don't like the sound of their own voice when they hear it for themselves, I hope you don't hate your voice… It sounds… calming but light and carefree, It's nothing like how I imanged it to be when we first met you, just… hearing it makes me want to take you to the space station…" He sounded happy, like he was smiling, but that was soon interupted with some stuttering.
"… Ehehe… Oh, I-I have lots work to do so I have to hang up… now, Uh… thanks for talking with me MC, good bye! Have a good night!" He hung up seconds later.
MC carefully removed the phone from his ear like it was glass before staring at it. Standing up he walked to the door, put in its code and went back inside the apartment, but not before waving to the camera.
Shutting the door he decided that he'd get a snack, too tired currently, just grab candy food maybe, then take a hot shower and head to sleep.
What he didn't realise was, he forgot his drawing stuff in the hall, damn…
Setting his phone down Seven groaned, placing his head in his hands. Why did he say that, 'it makes me want to take you to the space station'? Really Luciel?! You need to focus! He thought to himself.
He also didn't know why he was so overly concerned about the light brunette, MC was safe in Rika's apartment, so he shouldn't need to worry about him right? So why was he?!
Removing his face from his hands he turned to his phone, just stopping himself from grabbing the device. Maybe he could fit his phone with a mini-shocker to electrocute him if he tries to use it too frequently?
But, even now, having talked to the new member mere seconds ago he craved to hear him again, to hear the sweet words of encouragment he knew he didn't deserve.
His thoughts on MC's voice, the memory of the little fight the younger had with him resurfaced, if it could even be called a fight.
When he told him not to bring chocolate kitty's to the party, it didn't sound like he was telling him, it sounded like he was pleading him not to. And from his movments on the camera after, he felt guilty about saying it immediately.
Even if it was just a moment, he sounded nothing like the MC he'd talked to on the phone or in the messanger.
But… besides the extremly small background check he did on MC, he only looked at the males fb and did a basic search on boggle for him, he… and everyone else, didn't really know much about him personality or experience wise. He made sure to make a note to ask some basic questions, pets, favorite color, music and that, he wasn't curious just for the sake of being curious, he truthfully wanted to know more about the light brunette.
Seeing movment on the moniter he turned to it, he felt his face get warmer. On his main moniter, which was significantly larger than his other two beside it, was MC walking from the apartments bedroom to the bathroom holding some clothing, he was shirtless.
Seven failed to notice the person walking around behind him.
The person looked over his way, at the moniter and what was on it, a shirtless MC who was looking at a picture of a flower on a wall "For gods sake Zero Seven… do… whatever on your own time!" The person glared at him with a hand on their hip, a garbage bag in their other hand.
Seven quickly turned his head to look at them "Vanderwood!" He spun back to the computer and changed what was on screen to a flying rainbow tart cat.
Vander sighed and shook his head, his glare constant "I don't care what you do in your free time but do whatever gross things you do when I'm not here!" he started to what seemed to be a kitchen but stopped and turned back to the hacker "It isn't even your free time! Get back to work!" He entered the kitchen.
Seven sighed in relief as he turned back to the rainbow farting cat video. Changing it back to the camera, he saw MC wasn't there.
He turned off the cameras feed and a black screen popped up, welp…it was time to work again, if he didn't want to be tasered… again.
Oh the sad hack slave life of Seven Zero Seven!
Heh, MC would have laughed at that…