Rarely Functional Adults (Mystic Messenger Fanfiction)

Chapter 2

Yoosung sat up in his bed, his eyes slowly opened. He rubbed the sleep from them, shaking his head a bit after. Looking at his phone, the time was 4 am. Two hours earlier than he'd usual wake up. He sighed, as he didn't really feel tired anymore. A pair of headphones slide onto his head as he played music from one of his many playlists. His eyes slowly shut as he listened intently to the soft ballet of a violin.

The dark room was just barely lit by the moonlight, and the glow on his phone as he checked the songs, skipping one every so often. Though the room itself was almost perfectly silent, aside from Yoosung's breathing, the boy's thoughts were as loud as a house party. Worries, confusion, the thought of being unaware of things right in front of him, they thumped and echoed in his head. A sigh escaped his lips, as he pulled back the sheets on his lap. Just as he was about to stand, his phone lit up.

He picked it up, sitting on the bed with his legs crossed. Jaehee had started a chatroom, that was odd. Yoosung joined and waited for the usual greeting them the young lady.

"Yoosung, hello. Why are you up so late?"

"Can't sleep. I just woke up." Yoosung blinked as he grabbed his pillow. He gently placed it under his chin, squeezing it in his arms.

"Ah, I'm sorry. If you can, try to rest again soon."

"I will. What are you up to though?"

"I was looking to talk to Saeyoung. He hasn't been on much, and I needed to discuss something with him." Jaehee sent a worried emoji.

Saeyoung, Luciel, also known as 707. Thinking about it then, Yoosung only just realized the hacker hadn't been on in a while. He squeezed his pillow tighter, beginning to worry something bad had happened to his dear friend. "Do you think it has to do with Saeran?" He finally said, feeling a weight drop in his stomach.

"That's what I fear. Saeran isn't really mentally stable, I can tell that much."

"I don't think anyone who would try to kill someone for someone else is mentally stable."

"... I have to agree with you on that one. Plus, he showed up and Mr. Han has seemed to be even more stressed than usual."

"Really? How so?"

"Well... He has yet to even notify me of where Saeran came from. Just that Saeyoung and V had brought him back when he was in a rather weak condition. Though, I guess that is Saeran's story to tell and not Mr. Han's"

Yoosung blinked at his phone, his eyes hurt a bit, and he felt like he needed to cry now. "Jaehee. Do you think Saeran came back like that because of V? After all he did drive Rika to the point of her own end."

"Yoosung that's a bit..."

"Yoosung, V didn't do anything wrong. Please stop assuming he did things." Jumin had joined as well now. The blonde frowned and bit the pillow in his arms.

"How do you know that? Rika was so happy, then she just up and killed herself. And V was the only one there when it happened."

"I assure you, V loved Rika. He never tried to, nor wanted to harm her in anyway." Jumin sounded rather calm about all of this.

"Mental health is more complicated than just black and white. Mr. Han is right in that fact Yoosung."

"Then how did she die?! And why?!" The blonde threw his pillow at the wall as he felt the anger boiling in his veins.

"(Unknown has entered the chatroom)" The messenger displayed. Purple eyes widened as he read the name. He wasn't sure if it was an error or an actual name. "H-hello? Saeyoung told me to give this a try..."

"Saeyoung? You know him?" Jaehee sent a confused emoticon. The chat was silent for a moment.

"I'm Saeran Choi. Is... my name not that?"

"No, it's Unknown. But hello Saeran! How are you?" Yoosung smiled softly, calming as he read the messages.

"Uh, a little scared. I'm doing better."

"I'm sure you are quite scared. With everything you've been through, but that's for another time. I'm Jumin Han, I'm sure you remember meeting me."

"Yes, hello."

"I'm Jaehee Kang, it's a pleasure to meet you. How is Saeyoung doing?"

"Hello. He's okay, I think I'm wearing him..." Saeran sent the message unfinished half way. "He's fine he said."

"Said? Is he next to you? Oh, and I'm Yoosung, heya!"

"Yes."

"They live together Yoosung." Jumin sent, though it had a slightly rude sounding tone to it to him, the blonde still smiled.

"Yoosung, you should sleepy." Saeran texted. The blonde looked around the room for a moment, feeling like he was being watched by Saeran and Saeyoung.

"Okay. I'll talk to you later right? Goodnight!" He left the chat, feeling his chest tighten and loosen, only to tighten again. He stared at the ceiling, the moon's glow shimmered over the white blankness. The soft purple orbs grew heavier as he thought and thought. He thought of Saeyoung, and Saeran. Sure they were brothers, but something about the thought of them living together upset the blonde. Maybe it was he worried Saeran would do what he did again. That wasn't possible though, right? Nothing could happen twice, not something like that... right? Something in his chest told him otherwise though. That this was just a dream, and one day they'd just flip back to before Saeran was there. Before Mc had thrown the party, like it could all be reset. He shook his head and laughed at himself. "That's impossible." He laughed to himself, before falling back to sleep.