Seven pushed open the front door slowly, an attempt to make as little noise as possible, he hoped MC was asleep. It had been nearly three hours since he stormed out and he was only now re-entering the apartment.

Hearing nothing, Seven felt every individual muscle in his body relax, he was, al' be it sad, happy he didn't have to face MC.

After he had left the apartment yesterday he was angry, agitated, and annoyed at everything. He tried to do whatever he could to pass time but it all failed leaving him to sit and think. It was only once he had sat been there for nearly an hour did he realize what he said and weight of it too.

Turning the knob, Seven slowly closed the door, locking it after. Stepping further into the apartment he noticed how it was still bright, all of the lights still on. Turning them off, he looked towards the apartments bed, a large lump visible on it.

Going beside it, he saw MC lying on the bed, large blue blanket wrapped over his curled body, the male facing him while asleep.

"MC…" Seven removed the brunettes glasses from his face, knowing all too well what could happen to them, he folded and set them on the night stand beside the bed.

"MC…" he repeated "you're so unlike yourself right now… so quiet and still…" he noticed the dry tear stains on MCs face "and so sad… but that's my fault…"

Kneeling, Seven sat on the floor, knees holding him up "You're so weird, you know?" he set a hand on the edge of the bed, fingers curling into the fabric so slightly "I hurt you with what I said, I know I did… you cried…" He traced the tear stains on the MCs face with his eyes, left and right.

"But you won't stop, will you? Nothing can… you'll keep trying when you wake up, keep caring for me even after every hurtful thing I said, you'll stay bright…"

"I don't understand… why aren't you angry with me? Any normal person would be furious by now… but you aren't normal, you're you and you're weird"

"When I see you, you remind me of the 707 I am in the messenger, you're both bright… but you and Saeyoung are nothing alike, Saeyoung is so dark and pessimistic, so opposite he can't be with you… Why can't you understand that?"

"It's because he's so cold that he can't be with you… your safety is with that too…"

"I can't be 707 anymore, he's the one you fell in love with, not me… I'm the dark and cold Saeyoung... the one who will hurt you"

"You'll always be bright, but you are shining your light on the wrong person, we're too different, I want you to realize that and be disappointed, don't waste your light on me… I'm not a cool person, I'll only put you in danger"

"But… you're you and you're weird… so you won't understand what I'm saying so I may end up hurting you again tomorrow…"

"I know… I say you're weird but… you're not, you are just that, you… I'm the weird one"

"I sometimes dream about what you think about me, do you see me how everyone else does as 707 or… do you see something else? I dream about you accepting the real me, this me"

"It's a ridiculous dream but… thank you for letting me dream that… a happy dream…"

"MC… please remember in your dreams, don't trust V… or even me, don't shine your light on anyone in RFA"

"And… please… don't be kind to me… so you won't be hurt when I disappear, forget about me and be happy"

"Letting me protect you is… much more than I deserve… that's enough for Saeyoung"

Setting the phone down, MC looked up at Seven who was already facing away from him. Shifting forward on the bed, he threw his legs off the side.

The two had just left the chatroom after the red head spoke with Yoosung, Seven had disregarded his friendship with everyone in the RFA as temporary and announced he was planning to leave the RFA altogether…

"Luciel, did you really mean what you said to Yoosung just now?"

Seven huffed from his spot in the corner, hands running over his face in annoyance as the robo-cat rolled up to him for the 18th time that hour "I'm not I'm not in the mood to chat MC, leave me to work"

The robot cat nudge against his crossed legs before being pushed away by Seven once more.

"I understand that you're angry at V, but, please don't take that anger out on the RFA, they care about you, I know you know this…" MC glanced at the cat-bot as Seven nudged it away once more, the red head growing more annoyed at the thing by the minute.

Silence sat in the air for minutes as both men did their thing, MC staring at the back of Seven's head, and the hacker, hacking.

"Can't you just leave me alone MC?" Seven stopped typing but didn't turn around.

The cat-bot nudge against him only to be pushed away again, this time with more force, sending it halfway across the room, the robot falling onto its side. A soft whirling started as a small arm came out of the cat-bot from the side it had fallen onto, the action pushing the bot upright, the arm returned inside the cat as it wobbled onto its wheels.

"That's pretty cool…" MC muttered to himself, English seeping to his absentminded thought.

MC watched as the robot rolled back to Seven, at that he registered his question "I want to help you…" His response was quiet but still audible to the red head.

"Stupid cat…" He pushed the robot cat away once more before chuckling aloud "I don't remember asking for your help, I asked you to forget about the RFA, but it seems you got those confused somehow…"

"Negative behavior is not enjoyed between people who like each other! Meow!"

The robot cat nudge against Seven one more time before turning its head between its creator and MC, the LEDs that made up its eyes turning into hearts, one red with the other brown.

For the first time since the cat had begun to annoy Seven, he turned to it. Once he saw the different coloured hearts on the robots eyes a look MC couldn't distinguish appeared on his face.

Hand wrapping around the cat, Seven picked it up and stared at its eyes.

Crash!

Faster than the brunette could register, the robot cat was on the floor at the far end of the apartment. Its head broken off its body, wires sticking out of both parts, some broken and others still connecting the two parts.

Seven had thrown the robot against the wall, breaking it.

Lowering his arms from the shock, MC climbed off the bed, Seven staring at him for a moment before turning back to his computer. Kneeling beside the broken cat-bot, MC set a hand on its cracked white head.

"It's broken…" the male picked up the head and looked inside of its head, a bunch of wires and electronics he didn't understand sat inside the darkness "Can I fix it…?"

"Just leave the thing… It's useless, I'll throw it away later" Seven closed his laptop and stood up "I'll be leaving soon, so just forget about the cat thing and me"

MC frowned as he watched the red head move towards the kitchen "Luciel… you seem more upset than before, it's because of Yoosung, right? He… did say some things…" He saw Seven sigh into a glass of water before taking a drink from it.

Seven glanced at him from the corner of his eye, moving the glass away from his lips slightly as he did "Its none of your business how I feel, you wouldn't have known but I've always felt like this, there's not a single day when I wasn't like this, depressed" Setting the glass onto the counter, he turned to MC completely, arms crossed.

He looked relaxed, but MC could see differently, his hands, nails as they dug into the fabric of his red shirt. He wasn't wearing his sweater for once, it discarded into the laundry basket.

"Can't you see that it was all a lie, an act- a mask?! The jokes, the pranks, all the laughs! Stop thinking about me start thinking about protecting yourself!" Seven's nails dug further into his arm, the action sure to leave some bruises with the pressure he was applying.

Setting the cat head down MC stood and stepped to Seven, the brunette stared down into Sevens dim amber eyes "Luciel, I'm able to protect myself, you don't need to fear for me with that, I'm stronger than I look" MC placed a hand to his own chest as he watched Seven.

Sighing, Seven shook his head and took a step back, eyes staying on MCs "It's not smart to underestimate your opponents, that's the kind of attitude that gets you killed, in my line of work at least… you're so similar to Yoosung, you both don't have a care in the world, you don't give damn!"

Seven took his eyes off MC as he turned to the ground, hands gripping onto his red hair in frustration, eyes wide as his teeth clenched together.

MC balled his hands and too turned towards the floor in frustration "I do give a damn! I give a damn about you Luciel! I just want to be with you…! Because I like you!"

Seven looked up to MC for a moment before turning back to the ground "How… how many times must I repeat myself? I can't be with you, we can't be anything together"

"… You said you can't…"

"What?" Seven raised his head to MC who was still looking to the floor, eyes shut.

As blue eyes opened, Seven flinched internally seeing more welling tears.

"You said you can't be with me, not won't… last night you said you didn't want to be with me because I'm over emotional and a guy"

Seven looked away at the recount of the events.

"You said, just now, that you can not be with me… you say it's because your dangerous, because I would be in danger being with you, then… why did you say those things last night, they had nothing to do with what you said before…"

Seven stood in silence for a shared feeling of what was hours, he watched as a tear ran down MCs face occasionally.

"I…" He breathed out "I was afraid, for you, you would be in danger by being with me, I was truthful on that, the rest… I said what I did because I wanted to push you away, even it that way was to make you hate me, emotional wounds are easier to heal than death is"

"But even if you do like me, you don't like me… you don't know me..." Seven clenched his hands as he took a step back "The person you like is the 707 in the chatroom, not me!"

Seven turned walked away, shoulder barely touching MCs arm as he left

"Then let me understand you! The person in front of me, you Luciel!" MC raised his voice with each sentence. Turning around, he reached out and grabbed Sevens shirt, stopping him. With the red head not moving he released the fabric and wrapped his arms around Sevens back, face burrowing itself in Seven's shoulder, the held back tears falling more freely onto the hacker's shirt.

"…"

Seven was still as MCs arms wrapped around him, the wetness on his shoulder growing. He felt himself losing a fight against himself.

"MC… why are you doing this to me? I told you, even if you say that… I can't embrace anything" Grabbing the ends of his own shirt, Seven gripped it for dear life.

"My life was wrong from my birth, it's a wrong, dangerous life with so… so many lies… I couldn't even protect my brother, and now I have to abandon the person I like…"

Seven felt MCs face shift while still buried in his shoulder "You do like me…" was the muttered words he heard.

"… That's why I don't want to involve you in my life… I only want you to be safe, can't you see that…?" Seven swallowed a lump in his throat, his body and mind too tired to do anything else besides feel tired.

Once more, he felt MC shift, the arms around him becoming loose but still holding him in a warm grip. And as the brunette spoke, vibrations ran through his body from him "I like the Luciel that's in front of me, regardless of how complex your life is, I want to know, it and you"

Taking a deep breath, Seven felt himself beginning to shake, his eyes own gathering tears "MC… don't do this, please…! I… I…"

"I like you… I want to make you happy, I don't care that you're a guy or what the others would say, I want to so much, but I can't…!" Seven stopped his hand just before it touched MCs, even from the micro distance, he could feel the warmth it gave off, the shaking it was doing still there "Why do you want to be with me…? I'm so dangerous, too dangerous for…"

"Why do you like me…?!"

"I like you because you're you. That's just how I feel!"

Seven stopped, he felt it even more, continuously losing the battle, the gates he had set up years ago to prevent people from becoming close to him, being broken by MCs mere words.

"… I don't know how…" Seven gave a shaky breath, his mental exhaustion too high to relatiate or come up with any excuse. He felt his mind shutting off, leaving his heart to talk "You're… so strange, MC… I feel like I'm becoming strange too…"

Seven tightened his grip on his shirt, the 'anchor' holding him down with the last bit of mental power he had left, before his heart took over "Why aren't you giving up…?! Why aren't you getting hurt and-" he choked on his last words "-and abandoning me…?!"

"What are you going to do if something happens to you because of me? If something did happen I'd never forgive myself!"

While his own heart pumped like lightning, he could feel MCs beating just as fast, each thump felt through his back, sending small jolts up his spine. But even with the brunettes' heart beating so, he stayed calm, let the nearly broken red head say what he had to say

"I'm okay with that, with anything… I don't, and will never regret my feelings towards you"

In his arms, MC felt Seven nearly drop, the males' shoulders went limp and he released his shirt "I… don't know anymore…"

Feeling Seven put a foot forward, MC slowly released Seven, his chest suddenly feeling cold from not having Seven's back against it.

Seven took another few steps forward before turning around to him, his hand in the middle of wiping his eyes clean of tears. Once he was finished cleaning his eyes, he shoved his hand in the pockets of his jeans "Do what you want… no matter how much I push you away, I can't do anything about how you feel" Sighing, he removed a hand and ran it through his hair.

"Nothing good will come of being close to me… It'll be too late to regret it later…" Turning his head away from MC, he watched the male through the corner of his eye for his response

MC shook his head slowly, the frame of a smile on his lips "There's no way I'll regret being with the person I like"

Seven felt his face warm up, his heart still close to taking over, he shooed the feeling away "Damn it… why are you saying that…?! I told myself I would never want to be close to someone in a friendship, especially in a romantic way… but you're making me feel so complicated…" Sighing, he ran a hand through his hair once more, not knowing what else to do in the situation.

"I can't believe you're getting to me, god… what am I supposed to do now?" He muttered to himself, fingers scratching at his head.

"First, take some time to rest, you're tired" MC said it as a fact, not question… but it was true, he was tired… "With some rest, you can think it over, about accepting me, how is that?"

Seven nodded "Alright… I… I need time" Looking back to MC, he noticed the brunettes smile had gotten large as he said that "Why… are you smiling…?"

MC covered his mouth as he chuckled, confusing Seven further "Because you're considering it… and that's enough for me"

This time, Seven felt his entire face heat up, enough to make him pull his hood over his face, or, he reached for it only to remember he wasn't wearing it. The action causing MC to laugh more, hand covering his mouth still.

Having been thoroughly embarrassed, Seven coughed into his hand and turned away "I'm… going to go think"

Nodding once, MC lowered his hand, a small smile still on his face "I'll wait"

"… Thank you" Seven walked off towards his laptop, leaving MC standing, watching.

Seeing Seven sit in front of his laptop, although not opening it, MC knew the talk had officially ended.

With that, MC stepped into the kitchen, far enough to where Seven couldn't see him if he turned around. Checking behind him, MC felt his smile grow, and he let it.

And grow it did, after seconds he was smiling so much his teeth were showing, covering his face with his hands MC internally squealed.

'Oh my god! He was so cute when embarrassed!'

The apartment was quiet, the light that came in from the window, which had been fixed yesterday, was now dimming, its clear yellow just beginning to gain a soft, darker color to it. And with the realization of how it was still provided light in the apartment, the lights were turned off, the glow being one of the only sources of luminescence.

The other source, was the screen of MCs phone, the user of said phone sitting on the apartments couch, more than half of his body not covered in the windows light, in a way, a perfect balance of warmth and cool on the skin.

The occasional snicker escaped the brunette as quiet clicking gave away he was typing.

From typing, comes words usually, and a conversation if those words are directed at others, and that is what MC was having right now, a conversation. But not with the RFA members, although he knew he should check in on the messenger soon, he was talking with other friends.

At first, when he re-entered the group chat, it was immedietly spammed with 'welcome backs' and the like, with the occasional cusses thrown at him in confused frustration, but he expected that. Disappearing for over a week can make people worried.

But after giving a brief explanation as to why he had disappeared, he said he was helping some friends with a party, and promptly telling them they were not invited, they begrudgingly let the subject go.

He knew it would be surprising if everyone found out, he has friends outside the RFA! From what he knew, only Yoosung had friends outside RFA, though Seven had said he had a best friend Tom…

Besides that, he was just chatting to them, although the conversation was slowly drawing to a close as others had school work; some students still had a teacher to teach them unlike him and Minsoo whom was in the group chat as well.

With a farewell, it was only him and Minsoo in the group chat, but was later abandoned in the digital room as Minsoo disconnected, though he was given a warning his internet was bad because all his roommates were gaming.

Left staring at his phone, he was unamused, having been suddenly left alone.

When he put his phone away, he had the urge to go out into the hall and talk to Seven.

A few hours ago, Seven dragged all his things out into the hallway, a large blanket from the evil linen closet, a couple bottles of water and, of course, his bag and laptop.

So, hopping off the couch, he shuffled to the door, deciding to peak through the hold imbedded into it. Looking through it, he could see Seven back, this body facing a large pile of pieces on a thin black blanket which was sprawled onto the floor.

From his limited vision, he saw Seven turn towards his computer, a blueprint on the screen for what seemed like a tiny leg, before he picked up a screwdriver and brought it in front of him, out of his line of sight.

MC relaxed against the door as he continued to watch Seven, an smile on his face, content with watching to red head work on whatever through a peephole.

As he continued to watch, MC found himself more interest in the question of 'what', what was Seven making? Another robot, or was he repairing Meowy, Meowy's 'remains' were no longer where Seven had thrown them to, so it was a possibility.

He could just open the door and ask the builder, but he wanted to guess it for himself!

Finding himself staring at the screen with his one available eye, the other one closed to allow him to see through the peephole, a message appeared on screen.

'Unregistered face detected!'

'Someone is peeping at your screen, look around you!'

The message covered the entire screen, the blueprint now covered completely by the large red letters and flashing yellow text box.

When Seven started looking around the hallway franticly is when MC began feeling bad, peeking at the red heads laptop.

After Seven had looked around the up and down the hallway, he turned towards MC, or, the door. As he stepped to it, hand placed on the knob, MC stepped away and as Seven opened the door, he was greeted by MC, a grown man who looked like a child caught in a cookie jar.

A meek smile on his face as he waved to Seven.

Seven, who stood unamused, sighed, and glanced back to the pile of arts in the hallway, returning his face to MC, he gestured for him to follow him out into the hallway before sitting in his original spot. MC followed and sat beside him, the red head shuffling over to give MC room on the blanket they were both now sat on.

"If you were curious about what I was doing you could have asked" Seven stated as he turned to the embarrassed brunette, a now amused smile on his face.

MC twiddled his thumbs in his lap as he stared at the pile of parts; it was Meowy, the cat robot Seven had made and subsequently broken "Sorry, I didn't know if you still wanted time to yourself"

Seven picked back up the small screw driver and resumed screwing a nut into a part "Right… well, I'm better now, better than I was then at least…"

MC nodded and smiled, glad that Seven wasn't upset with him. Turning to the parts of the robot cat, he picked up its head, wires which were previously dangling freely from its head now ties together with a zip tie.

"You're repairing Meowy"

Seven glanced to him strangely "You named it Meowy?" MC froze and nodded slowly, a noticeable red tint slowly appearing on his cheeks "Alright then, we'll name it… we'll name him Meowy!" Seven chuckled at his own enthusiasm, causing a reaction of soft laughter to come from MC. Seven felt proud of himself for making MC laugh.

MC kept his smile, although softer, it was just as noticeable to Seven, he began to run a thumb over Meowy's dimmed eyes "I like what you're saying Luciel" In response, he got a confused hum "You said… 'we', does that mean…?"

He turned to Seven, blue eyes shining with hope behind gray frames stared into amber eyes, held behind frames of yellow and black.

Seven stayed silent for a while, inviting worry into MC, though also bringing more hope to shine through his eyes the longer there was silence.

Finally, Seven nodded, his hand reaching up and hesitantly grabbing MCs, taking it away from the metal head before wrapping his fingers around his palm with a reassuring squeeze.

"I decided to stay with the RFA, yes… I'm going to start seeing V and RFA as different, I said what I did, about leaving RFA because V was one of the founders. When I lost my trust in V, I stopped trusting the entirety of the RFA because he brought everyone in… but I know that wasn't fair to them, for them to bear the consequences of V's actions"

"And, 'we'… I always told myself I would never get close to anyone, for their sake, I always ran away when someone got close to the line I drew, and I tried to run away from you as well, MC" Seven brought his eyes up away from MCs hand and looked at his face, eyes attentive and focused in on him, never missing a word he was saying. It brought a warm feeling to him, knowing he had someone's complete, undivided attention.

"But I was in a situation where I couldn't run, you were in danger, and despite every part of my mind yelling to run away, every nerve resisted, the more I talked to you during your first few days here, I could feel my nerves growing more at ease, my mind started to think less about running and more about you, I built two robot animals with nothing in my mind but the want to see you smile and holding them…!"

"It was around then when I realized… I had developed feelings for you, MC, at first, I tried to push you away, but my fingers thought differently from my mind and continued to laugh and joke with you, then, when I read the Special Security System had been hacked, I… I was scared, although my mind was telling me I could never be with you, I was scared I was going to lose you, that either you'd be taken away by the hacker, or that you'd die"

"When I got here and Saeran had run away, I saw you drawing closer to me, I knew you'd never be safe if I let you get close to me, so I pushed you away again, using harsher and harsher methods every time, as the day past. I knew you weren't giving up, that was yesterday… I was scared of you getting hurt because of me, that I didn't even know what I was saying at the time… I think… it was a last resort, to make you hate me, I physically pushed you away from me when you got close, and I said things that were completely untrue trying to hurt you emotionally…"

"And for everything I've done to hurt you… I'm sorry, I know… that won't be enough to warrant forgiveness, but I want to try, because you showed me compassion like no other, stayed with me when I was at my worst… I can't deny what I feel anymore, you showed me that so, I want to try, and have a life, with… you"

Seven continued to stare at MC as he finished speaking, a crimson blush showed itself as he took a breath, hand still gripping MCs.

"… It's… warmer out here…" Using his other hand, Seven fanned himself in an attempt to cool his warm face "Why don't we… talk about something else?"

Reluctantly, Seven released MCs hand and gestured to the mass of metal "As you can see, I'm fixing the robot I broke earlier, it'll take a while but… I should get it done soon"

"I'm fixing him because… if anything happens to me and I disappear, at least he could talk to you… I programmed him to act just the 707 in the chatroom, I… I'd explain him to you but it's a bit complex"

Picking the tiny screw driver up again, he started to tap it against a piece of the cat-bot "But um… if you're still up to talk, then I'm up for it as well, do you have any questions, ask me anything"

MC looked away for a second as he thought, he did have a lot of questions, but he wanted to know more about one thing, having only learned about it recently.

"Can you tell me about Snow… your brother, I mean"

"… Saeran? I guess there's no use hiding it now… you remember that floppy disc?" MC nodded as Seven reached into the bag next to him and pulled out the black floppy disc and a drive to access the disk. Plugging the drive into his laptop, he inserted the disk. And after searching through a sea of files, he clicked on one titled '20 BD Gift'.

Once opened, pictures of a young boy with bright red hair popped up, one showed the boy with amber eyes shining in the sunlight as he stared at a butterfly that had landed on his nose.

"That boy is Saeran, he would have been starting high school in that photo, but he never went to school" Seven pointed to the photo of Saeran, a tree behind him while he was smiling and laughing "He was always weaker and got sick a lot as a result"

"You two look so similar, are you twins?" MC stared at the pictures in curiosity, mentally matching them to the men he knew, Seven and Snow.

"Yes, we are, though we looked alike, we were different in terms of our personalities… When I lived with Saeran, he was barely able to leave the house, we… grew up in a complicated family, our father is one of the presidential candidates, I won't tell you which because you might get in danger"

Seven looked over to MC and saw him lost in thought "We don't look like him, if that's what you were trying to figure out… we get all of our looks from our mother… but I don't even know what's become of her, don't want to if I'm being honest…"

"To what I was saying… our father had us without marrying our mother, so, in return for not blabbering about his illegitimate children, he gave her hush money, our father tried to kidnap us on many occasions, and with our mother being a raging alcoholic and half insane most of the time? It… sounds unrealistic when put into words"

"How did you learn to hack in that kind of environment?" As Seven turned to MC to provide an answer to the question and saw a look on MC that he hadn't seen before, he seemed mad, brows furrowed as he glared at nothing.

Seven answered the question before inquiring about it "I was the healthier out of the two of us, she'd send me to go out and grab her more alcohol when she was too drunk to, but…" Tapping MCs shoulder recaught his attention, the angry glare vanishing a he focused back on Seven "you looked upset, is my story doing that…?" Seven began to ebb away from MC but was stopped as his hand was grabbed.

The brunette shook his head and smiled "No, I love hearing more about you, don't get me wrong I'm not upset with you, I'm mad at your… how do I say this?" He tapped his chin for a moment before doing a 'ah ha' movement "Your fleshy growth chamber! And how she treated you and Saeran, I'd love to give her a piece of my mind, hando a faceo"

Seven stared at his friend confused before finally understanding what he meant, now understanding, he began to chuckle "You want to slap my mother?" For some odd reason Seven found the image of MC back hand slapping his mother extremely funny.

As the red head was nearly falling over from laughing, MC rolled his eyes playfully "Oh come on, I may not know all you two went through, but I think we can both agree she'd deserve it"

Once Seven calmed himself down, his laughter stopping, he agreed with MC.

With their small time of fun over, Seven continued with his story, starting off by telling how he met Rika at a church, one of the days the paster wasn't there, everything was lead by Rika and afterwards he had gone and spoke to her where he ended up receiving training after helping fix her computer extremely quickly.

He noted how it was when they offered to train him in computers that he realised who he was meant to be… So, after being baptised he had receiving the name 'Luciel'. Unfortunately, he had to leave Saeran to escape his fathers grasp, going abroad to study to get into the intelligence agency through someone V knew in the agency who was now dead.

Apparently V and Rika had promised to watch over Saeran, make sure he would stay away from their father, his trust in V and hope his brother would have a safe life being the only reason he allowed himself to leave. He had made a promise to always be with him and protect him, breaking it with only faith to hold the pieces together.

He then talked about how he got the floppy disk, it was a present she got him for his 20th birthday because for years he had contently asked how his brother was doing, only to not get a response. But he was surprised to get a floppy disk in a small box and to find it was filled with photos of his brother.

The two sat in silence for a minute before Seven took a deep breath to collect himself once more, not wanting to get over emotional in front of MC.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I went on for too long about myself… I only wanted to tell you a little bit but…" Seven looked at MC with minor confusion, head tilted slightly "it's strange, talking to you makes me want to talk more, I told you my life's story without meaning too"

Seven watched as MC smiled and looked down at their connected hands "I've heard that talking about things can make you feel better, thank you for telling me about yourself"

Chuckling, Seven smiled back "Thank you for listening to my story, maybe someday I'll be able to hear yours"

"Someday, maybe…"

Seven started speaking again, facing forward as he did, not noticing the saddened look on MCs face.

"Another thing I find funny now is, despite my training to be forgotten, I want you to remember me even if I disappear, that just crossed my mind" He gave a small chuckle, MC looking away as he did, muttering the word to himself, 'remember'.

"To be honest, V was the only person who knew this story, that's why I trusted him to absolutely and relied so much on him… I now see how much absolute trust blinded me" As he finished, MC wiped something that fallen from his eyes just as Seven grabbed his shoulders and turned turn him to face him, a determined look on his face "I'm going to find out everything about Saeran, about the truth V hid from me, no matter the obstacle I'm given, I won't give up until I find the truth"

Seven was silent as he realised he had turned MC, hand still on the males' shoulders. Loosening his grip which had been a tad tight, he ran his hands down the sides of MCs arms, reaching his hands, he held both in his own. Seven felt the warmth from them as he ran a thumb over his knuckles.

"I… It won't be easy b… but will you still be by my side?"

A smile. "Of course"

"Thank you… you can leave whenever you want once you're safe, if God allows it, I'll always have you inside my heart"

The two remained in silence once more, both content with just staring at the other. While they sat MC noticed Seven looked off, curious even, so, tilting his head to the side, Seven seemed to understand what was being silently said.

"MC…" He got a smile in response "Would you mind if I asked you something? I mean, you got to ask me a question, can I do the same?"

Again, he received a silent response, a sure nod from the brunette.

"You see… somethings been bugging me lately…" Releasing MCs hands, he set put own in his hand and turned to his bag, reaching in he pulled out a piece of paper, laminated.

"It's the note that was on the basket from yesterday, I took the time to reread it and… something confuses me" Looked up from the note he saw MCs expression had changed, from the previous calm smile, to a now confused look.

"What confuses me is… I ran the paper through my computer" he showed a corner of the note, lamination peeled off revealing the raw paper inside "and looked through the stores this paper manufactures sell to in Korea… to skip the boring details… This paper was bought by one of the people I've been monitoring, they're part of Mint Eye, the place Saeran is at right now…"

"The note is addressed to you, MC" Seven watched as MCs confusion turned into worry "I… want to ask you, how do you know Saeran? Because, when I first arrived, the way he spoke to you… was like he was talking to an old friend"

MC stayed silent for a long time, staring down at the floor in a mixture of worry and fear, memories resurfacing as he stared at the blanket covered floor.

"MC-"

"I'll tell you…"

Lifting his head, MC looked into Sevens eyes, the worry and fear lessened, but still in his own "I want you to trust me, and if I kept this to myself, I wouldn't blame you for not…"

"But… before I tell you, can I ask for one thing from you, Luciel?"

Seven stared as MC extended his hands forward. He wanted to trust MC and he did, he really did, but he was also beginning to get worried because MC was worried…

MC had loved and accepted him even with all his faults, his down and deeper downs, his anger… So, he promised himself he would listen to everything MC had to say, and accept him the same.

Seven nodded.

"Can I… hold your hands, while I tell you…?" The look MC had on his face made him regret asking his question, the shame on his face hurt him, hope in his eyes once more all from his one request…

Without a word, Seven placed his hands in MCs outstretched ones, long fingers immedietly wrapping around his palms. He took a long breath as his eyes returned to meet Sevens.

"To start, I… I was a believer of… Mint Eye"