Saving Grace (707XReader)

Blackmail, Serious Talk, and Cooking Attempts

    Seven stood over _____'s sleeping form on the bed. He already thought she was probably the cutest thing in the world, so how the hell could she look even cuter right now? She was lying on the bed and Honey was curled up right next to her face. Honey woke up as Seven neared and was looking up at him curiously. He couldn't help himself. He pulled out his phone and took a picture. It was just... how could he not? He knew everyone on the chat would absolutely love to see something like this, the only exception being probably Zen. He snickered and logged onto the messenger, hoping someone was there.
-707 entered the chat room-
707: Yoosung! You're here!
Yoosung ★: What's up?
707: Wanna see something cute?
Yoosung ★: ???
707: -picture of _____ and Honey sleeping on the couch-
707: She's probably going to kill me for taking this
707: But I couldn't help myself.
707: They
707: are
707: just
707: so
707: CUTE!!
Yoosung ★: Awwww.
Yoosung ★: They too look really cute together.
Yoosung ★: Oh yeah
Yoosung ★: Since you're here
Yoosung ★: Seven
Yoosung ★: I have something to ask you
707: what's up?
707: Want to know if I have any cheat codes for LOLOL?
Yoosung ★: Nah, that's not it.
Yoosung ★: It's about _____
Yoosung ★: is she really okay?
707: ...
707: I can tell she's still in pain.
707: but I'm not going to force her to move on or open up unless she wants.
707: that would only hurt her more.
707: I'm doing what I can to help ease the pain.
707: She took a nap and told me to wake her up when I could justify a break from work so we could go on a walk
707: but I can't bring myself to wake her up yet.
707: she didn't sleep well last night.
Yoosung ★: All right.
Yoosung ★: You're not doing anything... to take advantage of her, right?
Yoosung ★: We all know how you feel about her.
Yoosung ★: So we're just worried about whether it's a good idea if one of us took your place at her apartment.
707: What are you talking about?
707: Even if I had feelings for her
707: I know better than to advance on her now.
707: I'm no rebound.
707: I don't want to hurt her, either.
707: Which is what would happen if one of us had feelings for the other.
Yoosung ★: What do you mean if you had feelings for her?
707: Exactly what I said.
707: I'm not going to admit to things that won't lead to anything anyway.
707: Why are we getting serious all of a sudden?
Yoosung ★: We're just worried about her.
Yoosung ★: And you.
707: Why me?
Yoosung ★: You've been acting a little weird lately.
Yoosung ★: Jaehee mentioned it earlier
Yoosung ★: She said that you seem to relate to _____'s pain a lot.
Yoosung ★: Like you feel the same thing she is.
Yoosung ★: So we're a little worried.
707: I'm fine. I'm just very empathetic?
707: I gotta go
707: I should wake _____ up now
707: Laterz~
-707 left the chat room-
    Seven sighed as he locked his phone and slipped it in his pocket. Yoosung and Jaehee weren't wrong that he was feeling what _____ was feeling. He felt it before, a long time ago, but it still felt fresh some days. He ran his hand through his hair. He shouldn't be worried about him right now. He should be focused on _____, but what Yoosung asked him, about whether or not he would take advantage of her and how he asked if he had feelings for her. He'd be lying if he didn't feel something, but he'd also be lying if he thought they could actually be together when she healed. He'd like to, maybe, possibly, but with his work and what he was, he didn't see it happening.
    He reached down and shook _____'s shoulder gently. "Hey, wake up. I'm done with work for the day."
    _____ groaned and turned her head towards him, but didn't open her eyes. "Five more minutes, babe..."
    She's dreaming... he thought. He shook her again. "_____. It's me, Seven. Wakey, wakey. I thought you wanted to go for a walk."
    "Mmmm?" she reached up and grabbed at his arm. "Lay with me a while."
    He started to feel warm again. Damn it. Why was she able to do this to him? Part of him wondered if she was even actually asleep. "_____, seriously, wake up. Naptime is over," he said and slipped his hand under her back and sat her up.
    She rubbed her eyes and blinked a few times. Seven mentally counted down in his head as he waited for the realization to start to hit her. When it did, her face turned the color of his hair and she jerked back. "Oh god... Seven... I'm so sorry!"   
    Seven just smiled at her. "Don't worry about it. I'll consider it payback."
    "Payback for what?"
    Seven held up a finger before he pulled out his phone and opened up the picture he took of her when she was sleeping with Honey. "My finger may have slipped just a little bit," he joked and showed her the phone.
    She took it in her hands and stared at the picture before her face started turning redder. "It's a cute picture of Honey," she said. "You didn't... send this to anyone?"
    "Oh, no one in particular. Just the RFA messenger," he said. "So of course, everyone who matters saw it."
    "SEVEN!" she said and swung at him.
    He caught her arm and grinned at her. "I told you my finger slipped," he said. "And you did call me babe and asked me to lay down with you~"
    Seven was sure she was going to explode and she crossed her arms, pouting, but the effect was lost due to how red her face was. "We do not speak of this," she said.
    "I'm just teasing you," he said. "Besides, I think it's a rather cute picture of the two of you." He plucked his phone back and stepped back from the pullout couch. "Ready to go on a walk?"
    She nodded. "Yeah. I just need to call a vet, though while we're out."
    He tilted his head to the side. "How come?"
    "Honey needs to get shots and papers and I need to do this and that to register him as my pet," she said. "So I'll take him to the vet I used to work at because I know the doctors there. I just need to call for an appointment."
    "All right, I didn't actually think about that," he said and shrugged.
    "Course not," she said and nudged him lightly. She reached down and scratched Honey's head. "We'll be back in a little bit, kitten."
    Seven smiled slightly and followed her out of the apartment.

    "So the appointment is for Friday at 12:30," _____ said as they walked back into the apartment.
    "So, tomorrow?" Seven said.
    She nodded. "Yeah. Would you um... mind coming with me?" she said.
    He shook his head and ruffled her hair. "Not at all," he said and smiled at her.
    "Thank you," she smiled back at him and walked over to the couch. Honey was curled up in the corner on one of the pillows. "Do you have more work to do?"
    He shrugged. "A bit, but I'm almost done. I can put it off until tonight when you're sleeping," he answered. "Any ideas what you want for dinner?"
    She raised an eyebrow at him. "We have hours before we need to think about eating again."
    "Well, if I'm going to cook, it would be best for me to start now so that if I fuck up, I can try again," Seven smirked.
    _____ looked blankly at him. "Ah, no. I'd sooner die before I let you cook in my kitchen."
    "Then I guess you better get to croaking~" he joked and practically skipped into the kitchen.
    _____ jumped up and ran after him. She caught up with him just as he was reaching to grab a pan.
    "I think I'll heat up some Honey Buddha Chips again," he mused to himself, grinning like an idiot. "I haven't tried it in a pan yet. I wonder what it'll be like~"
    "Oh no you don't!" she said and grabbed onto his arm.
    Unfortunately for _____ he was stronger than her. He looked at her, scooped her up with his other arm, and put the pan down on the stove. "Would you be a dear and get me a bag of chips, honey," he said, laughing.
    She found herself grinning at the ridiculousness of it all. "Get it yourself. I think I'm a little tied up here," she said. "I told you you're not cooking!"
    "Try and stop me~"
    "Don't make me call Zen!" she said and wrestled herself out of his arms.
    "Oh no! Not him!" he cried dramatically.
    She hopped up on his back, wrapping her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck in an attempt to try to stop him from moving as easily. It didn't exactly work in her favor. "I'll do it. Don't test me~"
    He walked out of the kitchen and over to where he had left the box of chips. He grabbed a bag. "I think I'm testing you~"
    "Your funeral!" she said and pulled out her phone, pressing Zen's icon. She put the phone to her ear.
    Seven walked back into the kitchen and opened up the bag of chips before putting a few of them on the pan. "You might want to hurry it up before something bad happens~"
    Just as she started to slip off him, only holding onto him with one hand, Zen answered the phone and Seven put his hands under her legs to keep her from falling.
    "Hello?"
    "Zen! Help! It's a travesty!" _____ shouted, trying hard to sound like she was in distress, but it was hard to hide the laugh bubbling up.
    "What happened?! Is everything okay?!" he said, starting to sound frantic. Obviously he thought her laughs were actually a sign of distress
    "I need your help!"
    "I'll be right over!" he said just before he hung up the phone.