She has a past she wants to remember. He has one he wants to forget. When the truth comes out, who will stay, who will run and who will live?
Notes
I wanted the MC to have a back-story too and so this fan-fiction is completely MC-centric. The rest...
She turned on the lights and proceeded to cook, while he poured himself coffee, and got back to work. Whatever dream they were living in, it was always enveloped by a single harsh reality. That it was all just a dream. Until they found Saeran, it wouldn't be alright. She placed his dinner down in front of him and sat by him, watching his codes running across. He needed more equipment. He needed help too. He called Van and glanced over at her. She was back in her corner. "Yo! How're things on that side?" "All good man. How's your lady love doing?" He got up and walked out."She's alright. I, on the other hand, need help." He heard Van stop typing. "What can I do you for?" "I need to hack into some heavy servers and intelligence agencies." He knew what would come next. "Are you sure? There's no coming back from that.", Van was serious. "Yea. If you get caught. You don't have to do it with me. But-". "Screw it! No point playing safe as a hacker. Come over tomorrow and we can work on it together. No telling how long it'll take though. You know you can't bring her here, right?".
Seven furrowed his eyebrows. He needed to figure something out. "Yea. I know. I'll make a plan. See ya!" He walked back in and saw that she was doing the dishes. He walked over and placed his head on her shoulder, leaning forward and smelling her hair. She gasped and looked up at him, before snuggling back into him. "I need to go out for a bit tomorrow. I can't take you with. And I hate that." She wiped her hands and turned around facing him, bring one arm around his body and the other on his neck. She smiled softly and leaned up. His breath caught in his chest. She was getting closer- and she pecked his cheek. "I should announce going away more often." He said, smiling. "I'll be ok. You can install the application for viewing the surrounding cameras. I won't be going out anywhere. So you can keep tabs on me. Let me know if there is anything I can do to help." She replied snuggling into his body. He loved this. They weren't a couple. But at least she wasn't pushing away anymore. "Well, even if it's just for a day, you could give me something to remind me to get back to you as soon as possible", he said, sneakily. "What like underwear?", she said stepping back, looking at him confused. "Or I could just take something", he replied, moving closer to her face. He placed one hand on her neck and stroked it. He could see what it did to her. Her breath caught in her chest and she was starting to turn red. She tried to wiggle away but he held her closer. "If you want me to stop, just say it. I promise I will.", he whispered. She looked back at him, opening her mouth. His heart stopped.
She smashed her lips into his. She was kissing him. She was on her toes reaching up and he loved it. He pulled her in completely, completely closing the space between their bodies. He didn't stop and pressed on, asking her lips for permission, slowly and playfully teasing her with his tongue. She pulled away, and was panting. Her face was flushed. And so so red. "I've..never done that.. before.. ".She stuttered through. He raised a hand and touched her lips softly. It was soft, and so tender. Her breathing started to get more labored. He moved one leg between her legs to support her, he could feel her slowly swaying. "Let me teach you then.", he said slyly. He kissed her lower lip, and sucked on it, eliciting a groan from her. Her eyes were unsteady as she tried to focus on him again. He smirked devilishly and licked it, moving on to the upper lip. She was turning into butter in his hands. He wasn't far off himself from sinking to his knees. Her scent, her touch, everything was unraveling him.
He broke off, letting her breathe again. "My.. turn.." she said and leaned higher, wanting more. Needing him. He obliged and moved closer to let her touch his lips. She'd wrapped one hand into his hair and was slowly rubbing his scalp. It was calming, but a turn-on at the same time. She repeated what he'd done, but didn't stop. She kept going until he couldn't take it anymore and slammed his lips into hers, his tongue asking for her to open up, and she did. So willingly. Her tongue seemed hesitant at first and then wanton. They battled while his hands went all over her body, but over her clothes. She was however more daring. She slipped her hands into his t-shirt and traced his body. Like she was exploring every part of it. He groaned into as she wiggled closer to him, her thigh touching his member. He was so hard. He had to stop. He couldn't just rip her apart, no matter how much he wanted. He pulled back and looked at her. She was panting heavily. "That was...lovely.", she said, softly. He smiled. "You are so hot. You have no idea.. how much I want you. How much I want to kiss every part of your body. How much I want to do despicable things to you..".. She groaned again, and he realized his knee was between hers. And her hips were slowly moving along it, grinding into it. He moved his leg away and picked her up, depositing her back on the bed. "Hurry back fast tomorrow. I want to do this every single day", she said. Her eyes were half closed. "I will. We can do this and more.", he said softly, stroking her neck. He lay down with her, arms around her waist. He was calming down. He half-expected her to turn away from him, but she didn't. Her arms stayed where they were. She pulled at him, wanting him closer. He placed his glasses aside and lay next to her, pulling her body in. He watched her, as her breath began to get steadier. He couldn't believe how he was feeling. He was so full of emotion. And not just lust. He wanted to protect her. Keep her safe. He held her closer and tried to turn around. But he held her in place. If he faced her, he might actually destroy her. Her hand was stroking his head, just like he loved it, and slowing down as well. After a few minutes, or possibly months, she was fast asleep.
Seven felt the tears come, choking him. He didn't to leave her. He didn't want a spend a minute away from her. He was always having her bugged, keeping her under his surveillance. He thought about what Jumin had said at the funeral, keeping her caged, with handcuffs. He wouldn't mind playing with her that way sexually, but in the deepest darkest corner in his head, he knew he was capable of going that far. He had to learn to let her do her thing. She was planning something. That's why she looked so relived when he'd said he was going away. It hurt him at first. But he decided the best way to make her feel what he did, was to make her miss him. He laughed evilly in his head, as he imagined her calling him, begging for him to come home, telling him that she wanted him, needed him, and his body. He knew it wouldn't go that far. But if he could just get her to call him, it would be enough.
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