Ch 6

Yoosung woke up to the sound of his alarm and turned it off quickly, rolling over to wrap his arm around MC's waist, pulling her close. He held her for a few minutes before begrudgingly getting out of bed to get dressed and gather his school supplies. He quickly ate a bowl of cereal as he ran around the house quietly, he wanted to make breakfast for her again but was already running low on time.

He walked back into the room to say grab his hoodie and heard MC's phone chime with a text. He looked at her sleeping figure for a moment before picking it up and seeing it was a text from Zen.

Zen: Good morning, princess! Hope you're feeling better today~

Yoosung growled under his breathe and deleted the text message, hoping he would leave her alone for the rest of the day. He leaned down and kissed her forehead softly, "I gotta go to school, babe. Have a good day and I love you," he whispered.

MC muttered a sleepy, "I love you too" in reply which made Yoosung smile as he walked out the door. He was almost at school before he pulled out his phone and stared at Zen's contact information for a moment. He wanted to text him, to warn him not to touch MC, but he didn't want to upset her. With a sigh he sent MC a quick text instead before heading off to class.

MC stretched her arm across the bed, searching for Yoosung's warmth and sighing in disappointment when she remembered he'd already left for school. She rolled out of bed and went to the kitchen in search of breakfast. She settled for a bowl of cereal, thinking she should go grocery shopping, and sat down on the couch to go through the documents Jaehee had sent to her.

After looking through the documents she decided to find her phone to see what the other RFA members were up too. It was nice to have a change of scenery from Rika's apartment, but she was tried of being stuck inside alone all day, especially after meeting all the other members at the party. She retrieved her phone from the bedroom she saw she had a text from Yoosung.

Yoosung: I miss you already! I'll be thinking about you all day, MC. Don't forget your mine 3

MC smiled at the text, his jealousy was endearing, but she was getting a bit worried after last night. She knew logically it was nothing, this was her sweet, innocent Yoosung, he was just being a little insecure, but she couldn't shake the need to talk to someone about it and she knew just the person

"Helloooo! Seven Zero Seven, Defender Of Justice here! How can I save you today?"

"Hi Seven," MC laughed. "I was wondering if you were busy? I need to go grocery shopping and I was wondering if you'd come with me? I don't really feel like being alone today… And I'll buy you food!"

"Hmmm," Seven's playful voice came from the other side of the phone, "I don't have any urgent work but…" he hesitated.

"Please…?" MC said, her smile widening.

"For you, anything," Seven said sweetly, making MC giggle.

"Thank you, Seven!"

"No problem, I'll pick you up in half an hour? But you know… instead of feeding me…"

"I'm not feeding your baby, Seven," MC cut him off.

He sighed in disappointment, "Okay, okay. See you soon, MC! BAAM!"

MC laughed as she hung up and sent a quick text to Yoosung.

MC: Hey babe! I'm gonna go grocery shopping with Seven, okay? Love you!

She changed into shorts and a t-shirt and very intentionally pulled her hair into a ponytail. She began to clean up and was fixing the bed when she heard a honk come from outside. She checked the time and saw that it had, indeed, been half an hour since their conversation on the phone. MC put her shoes on and grabbed her wallet before walking out to see an obnoxiously expensive looking red car parked outside of Yoosung's house.

"How'd you know which car is mine?" Seven said with mock surprise as she opened the passenger door.

"Magic!" she teased, smiling when Seven laughed. "I should've asked, are you a good driver?"

"Hmmm, better than Jumin!" Seven grinned as he took off down the street much too fast.

"That's a given," MC rolled her eyes, eyeing the speedometer wearily, "how's your babe car by the way?"

Seven's grin disappeared immediately. "Don't ask" he replied, shaking his head.

It only took a few minutes for them to get to the grocery store and MC made a comment about how they shouldn't have gotten there so quickly which Seven ignored except for a grin as he pulled into a parking space.

They walked into the store and wandered up and down the aisle in comfortable silence, except for Seven's occasional teasing. MC collected various things, sometimes placing two of the same item into the cart. "Do you have any food other than PhD Pepper and Honey Buddha Chips at home?" MC asked as she filled the cart with various types of fruit. Seven smiled guiltily but didn't reply. MC sighed, "Can you cook?"

He shrugged, "Yeah, enough to get by at least, I kinda had to learn," MC frowned and gave him a confused expression which he disregarded, "I don't always have the time too though. And why would I want to when I have such a delicious feast always available!" His excitement grew as he spoke of his beloved chips and soda.

MC rolled her eyes but couldn't help but smile, "I'm buying you groceries,"

"MC, have you seen my car? I'm more than capable of providing for myself-"

"Ah but just because your capable doesn't mean you will," MC countered with a smug look. "How did Rika deal with all of you," she muttered under her breathe.

"She had a talent for handling people. You seem to have a similar talent. I can handle computers but having to reply to all those email and deal with those poeple…" Seven trailed off shaking his head.

"Oh my gosh! Don't even get me started on those e-mails! They ask the weirdest questions! Like, how am I supposed to know what camera you should take? Or how long to cook a crab for? Or where you should sell your bracelets? Do I look like Google?" she stopped her rant to glare at Seven who was laughing widely.

"Do they seriously ask you those things?" Seven laughed, wiping a tear from his eye, "Oh my gosh, that's hilarious!"

"Yeah cause you don't have to deal with it," MC muttered as she walked into a different aisle, leaving Seven behind in annoyance. They'd almost gotten through the entire store before Seven started to tease her again.

"Looks like someone's a little kinky?" he said with a pointed glance to her hips. MC looked down to see her shirt rode up a bit to expose the small bruise marks Yoosung had left.

"Oh shut up, like your one to talk," she hissed as she pulled down her shirt. Seven raised his hands in mock surrender. "That's not what that's from anyway," she whispered mostly to herself. Seven frowned and gave her a curious look but didn't openly question it. "Hey Seven," MC started warily, "Do you ever think Yoosung's a bit… possessive?"

Seven looked thoughtful for a moment before answering her question. "I think he can be, why? Are you worried?"

"No, well… a little," MC admitted quietly, refusing to meet his eyes. "I'm sure it's nothing, it's just… I was on the phone with Zen yesterday and he got so upset I… I didn't know what to do and…" MC trailed off. "It's probably nothing, I shouldn't have brought it up," she shook her head as she began walking down the aisle again.

Seven ran down the aisle and stood in front of the cart so she couldn't go anywhere. "What do you mean he got so upset? MC, he didn't hurt you, did he?"

MC shook her head quickly, "No, he'd never do that," she stopped when Seven raised his eyebrows at her and glanced at her hip again. "Oh… that…" She stopped not knowing what to say.

Seven sighed and looked at her for a moment with a serious expression. MC loved these small moments of seriousness Seven had. He was usually so playful and joking that she felt a bit honored when he was more serious, maybe even a bit more himself in these moments. "Yoosung loves you, MC, and love is dangerous. It makes people stupid and selfish and blind. I'm sure, I hope, he wouldn't do anything to hurt you or another RFA member, but I'll keep an eye on him and if anything happens you know you can call me, right?"

MC looked at him feeling both confused and uncomfortable. What was Seven talking about? Yoosung hurting Zen? He wouldn't, he couldn't, it was Yoosung, her Yoosung. The tense silence hung between them for a moment before MC spoke again, taking on a more playful tone. "Okay but if I call you I'm gonna get, 'Agent 707 is doing what his boss is telling him to… just know that I can't take your call because I work 24 hours like a hacking slave… The beep is there for nothing but-" she broke off laughing when saw Seven incredulous expression.

"Do you have that memorized?" he asked, sounding slightly exasperated which made MC laugh harder.

"Not completely," MC replied, her laughter trailing off into light giggles, "I should though, just to make fun of you."

"I'm not sure if I should feel honored, impressed, or annoyed. She's making fun of my voicemail? Is this payback for all those times I've pranked Yoosung?" he whispered to himself as he began walking away, MC trailing close behind him with a smug grin.

MC was paying for the groceries when Seven got a call from work. She was thankful for the distraction so she could separate her groceries from his without him seeing just how much she'd really gotten of him. She tried to ask him about his job as they walked to the car but he quickly responded with his typical, "Ah but it's a secret! Shhh! which made her tease him further. They had returned to their light and playful bantering, the serious tone of their earlier conversation easily forgotten until they arrived at Yoosung's.

She jokingly wished him good luck on his "secret project" which started him on a rant about how he didn't need luck. He helped her carry her groceries inside and hesitated by the door frame before leaving. "MC?" he spoke softly, but the serious tone from earlier had returned, "Seriously though, I want you to know that you can always call me."

MC smiled at him and threw her arms around his neck to embrace him. He stepped back in surprise but wrapped one of his arms around her lightly to return the hug. "I know, Seven. Thank you," she whispered and kissed him on the cheek lightly before stepping away.

"Y-yeah, no problem, anytime," he stuttered out a goodbye as he ran his fingers through his hair and slowly walked out the door. His face was almost as red and his hair and he wouldn't meet her eyes.

"Hey, Seven?" she called just before he got to his car.

"Y-yeah?"

"You're blushing," she teased, making him curse under his breathe as he ducked into his car. MC laughed as he drove away. She didn't mean to make him uncomfortable, but she couldn't necessarily say she regretted it either. She would probably text him an apology later.

She hummed quietly to herself as she put away groceries, thinking about what Seven had said earlier. The idea of Yoosung hurting someone seemed like such a foreign concept. She was sure Seven was just being overly cautious, and she couldn't blame him. After recent events, he probably felt responsible to make sure MC or Yoosung didn't get hurt again. She understood it, but it still frustrated her. She wasn't even staying in Rika's apartment where the bomb was and Yoosung has been handling the situation with his eye surprisingly well, he'd barely even mentioned it since the party. Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of her cell phone chiming with a text.

Seven: Check the chatroom