Mystic Messenger x Reader One Shots

Dress Up | Seven x Insecure! Reader

(Y/N) Your name
(Y/C/N) Your cat 's name (it's a girl)
(Y/F/S) Your favorite show

"Isn't this such a great show (Y/C/N)?" you asked while stroking the beautiful kitten's head. Seven gave me the kitten as a pet. He wanted to name her Elly, but Jumin stopped him saying he would sue him for whatever reason he had made up that second. That or expose everything he did. I kept petting her when I suddenly heard the door to our room open.

"Hey (Y/N), how do you think this looks on me?" Seven asked walking out. He had his wig on and wearing a dress. Not any dress... that's...

"Luciel Choi! What are you doing in my dress!" I shouted. The cat jumped and ran off. Dang it. Seven looked at me awkwardly and got flustered. He looked down.

"W-Well. I-Incase for field work for the a-agency." I looked back up at Seven. Looking at him again, he looks really good. The dress fits his figure well, and I already know he fits my heels. Oddly enough we have the same foot size. It looks better on him then me...

"Oh ok." I saw my show was on commercial break and went to find the kitten. She was sitting on the bed in the guest room bathing herself. I went to pick her up and sat down on the bed. She meowed in protest, but (Y/C/N) stopped after I petted her for a while.

"I don't get it, kitten. How come he can look so damn hot in my clothes and I just look bad in everything. How can he even like me? I'm not that great of a person in general," I said while petting her back. She purred against me, and I sighed. Thanks (Y/C/N).

I heard a knock on the door. It opened before I had the chance to answer. "Hey (Y/N), can you do me a favor." I looked up from the cat to Seven leaning against the door frame and his arms behind him. He has changed out of the dress and he's in jeans. No shirt, just jeans. Breathe (Y/N). No mentally screaming or actually screaming. It's just your really hot boyfriend looking perfect with no shirt.

"What's up?"

"Try this on," he said while throwing me a stack of clothes. Before I could question him, he walked out the room and shut the door. That boy I swear. I picked up the first thing I saw. Is this his jacket? Each of the clothing items I saw were his.

"What is Seven doing now," I muttered to myself. I took off my sweater and pants and put the clothes. Tank top, pants, jacket, necklace, and headphones. They were a little long and baggy on me, but that's probably because he is taller than me. I walked out of the room. He was sitting on the couch doing something on his phone.

I cleared my throats and meekly walked up to him. "H-Hey Seven," I muttered to him. He looked up and froze. Huh? I don't get it. I don't even look that good. He stood up and wrapped his arms around my waist. His glasses were put on me and he smiled.

"Hmm..." he paused for a second, "maybe I should let you do this more often." I blushed. He took back his glasses.

"B-But I don't even look go-"

"Let me shut you up a second." Then he kissed me. Seven is so cheesy sometimes, but I still love him. 

"Seven you are so weird. But seriously I don't even look good. I rarely do."

"(Y/N) of course you do. If you don't I will even get the cat to say it to you." Seven gestured to the robot cat asleep and charging in his room. "You look good every day and no I'm not lying. You are my beautiful little 606 who I wouldn't trade for anything and love." I smiled and laid my head against his chest.

"I love you too 707." He kissed me again quickly. Then he took the top of his jacket and slowly took it off.

"How about we play a bit of dress up with our clothes."

"Sure."

"But my favorite part," he leaned over and whispered in my ear, "is getting to help you take it all off. Maybe actually all." My face heat up. Let's just say dressing up only lasted a few rounds.