Saving Grace (707XReader)

Breakfast in Bed and Messing with Zen

_____ woke up laying in her own bed, though she was almost completely positive that she and Seven fell asleep together on the couch, leaning against each other. Then again, after she conked out, she really had no way of telling if Seven had fallen asleep. She sighed and smiled slightly as she smoothed out the covers that were tucked around her. She stood up out of bed and stretched, pulling out a change of clothes and slipping into them. Something nice that she would feel good in while hanging out with her friends. Once she was changed she walked out of the room to go wake Seven, but when she passed the kitchen she saw that he was standing over the stove. And the fire was on.
"What?! Seven!" she shouted "I thought I told you that my kitchen was a No Seven Zone!"
Seven looked up at her and grinned. "Relax. I'm cooking actual food this time," he said and tilted the pan ever so slightly to show some scrambled eggs. "I at least know how to cook this much."
_____ blinked a bit. "Huh. Okay. I guess. Just... don't burn my house down." She walked over to the island and hopped up on the counter. "So did you carry me into bed last night?" she asked.
"Hmm?" he said as he stirred the eggs around in the pan. "Yeah I did. As much as I'd have loved to fall asleep with you again, I didn't think it was the most appropriate at the time. So I just brought you into your room."
She smiled at him. "Thank you."
"You really need to stop thanking me," he said and poured the scrambled eggs on a plate and handed them to her. "I almost kind of wanted to send you back to bed, but I guess breakfast on the island is just as good," he joked.
_____ raised an eyebrow at him. "Oh? So you were planning breakfast in bed were you?" She couldn't help the smile that started to stretch across her face. "Mind if I do play along anyway?" she asked.
Seven laughed and took the plate back. "By all means. If of course, you don't mind me cooking in your kitchen," he teased.
"I think I can make an exception just this once," she said and hopped off the counter. "Just don't you dare start heating up Honey Buddha Chips in my cookware."
Seven held up his left hand and put his right over his heart. "Scouts honor," he said.
_____ rolled her eyes but smiled anyway. "I'll be waiting," she said and sauntered back into her room. She wasn't exactly sure why she did it, but she changed out of her clothes and back into what she wore while she was asleep. She pulled the covers back over her and laid back down, an involuntary yawn erupting from her mouth. Her mind started to wander to just what exactly Seven had planned for the food he was making her. She already knew about the eggs. She just hoped he wasn't going to burn the house down. She could probably suffer through overcooked food but she definitely couldn't deal with a fire.
Finally the door was pushed open and Seven walked in with a tray covered really good smelling food. _____ sat up and looked at him as he walked over and placed it on her lap.
"Smells really good. I'm surprised," she said and looked down at the assortment of breakfast foods.
There were the eggs from before on the tray along with buttered toast cut in triangles and arranged like kitten ears. Still hot looking bacon was arranged to look like whiskers and there was some grated cheese on three little spots on the eggs to look like two eyes and a nose. _____ couldn't help but smile as the adorableness of the breakfast cat. Next to the plate was a glass of orange juice.
"I never said I couldn't cook. I just choose not to," Seven said and smirked. He handed over a fork. "Eat up before it gets cold."
_____ giggled a bit. "How do you expect me to eat this? It looks like Honey. I couldn't do that to our precious little kitten," she joked.
Seven laughed and reached down and picked up the little kitty that was twining himself around Sevens legs. "Don't worry. Honey is right here," he said before he put the kitten on the bed.
Honey curled up right next to _____'s hip, resting his head on her leg and looked up at her, his golden eyes wide an oh so innocent looking. Very suspicious.
"Did you feed him table scraps?" She asked.
Seven's face turned red and looked to the side. "I don't know what your talking about," he said and then looked at Honey. "Don't tell her a thing."
"Seven." _____ chided but smiled anyway and rubbed Honey's head and scratched behind his ears. She felt her heart swell and start to hurt sitting like this with her precious cat and her precious friend. "Thank you, so much," she said and took the fork and started eating the food.
Seven reached over and pulled at her cheeks. "Damn it. I told you to stop!" He said with a laugh.
She swatted at his hands, her cheeks hurting from both his pulling and her constant smiles. "Can't make me!"
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-_____ entered the chat room-
_____: hey guys
Zen: _____!
Zen: are you on your way?
_____: we will be soon.
_____: I'm helping Seven clean up after breakfast.
Yoosung ★: ;_;
Yoosung ★: I'm the only one here.
Yoosung ★: I feel so lonely.
_____: don't worry Yoosung.
_____: Seven and I will be there soon!
Zen: do you mind swinging by and picking me up on your way, _____?
Zen: I don't feel like taking the train today
Zen: or using my motorcycle.
_____: not a problem.
_____: give us ten minutes and then walk out side.
_____: starting
_____: ...
-707 entered the chat room-
707: NOW!
-707 left the chat room-
Zen: -_-"
Zen: did he really just come online to do that?
_____: yes
_____: he's cackling at the steering wheel.
Zen: I don't get him.
-Jaehee Kang entered the chat room-
Jaehee: I'm here.
Jaehee: did anyone else arrive?
Yoosung ★: I'm here. I'm the forever alone in the corner.
Yoosung ★: ;_;
Jaehee: oh I see you.
Jaehee: Mr. Han is on his way, I think.
Jaehee: he told me to go on ahead without him.
-Jumin Han entered the chat room-
Zen: speak of the jerk
Zen: and the jerk shall arrive.
Jumin: what are you talking about
Jumin: I believe the proper phrasing is speak of the devil
Zen: whatever. Both fit when it comes to you.
_____: Zen were outside.
Zen: be right there!
-Zen left the chat room-
_____: We'll be there soon.
Jumin: All right. See you.
Yoosung ★: Bye!
Jaehee: Goodbye
-_____ left the chat room-
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"Today is probably going to be a lively one," Zen said as he relaxed in the back seat of Seven's car.
"It'll be good though," _____ said. "I can't wait to see everyone."
Zen reached over and ruffled _____'s hair and chuckled. "I'm sure everyone will be happy too."
She swatted at his hand and felt a blush rise up in her cheeks. "Hey! How would you feel if I messed up your hair!" she protested. She looked over at Seven and noticed him looking at the two of them, but didn't say anything.
Zen snickered. "It depends on how you messed it up," he teased with a wink.
A weird presence started to loom over _____ and she looked at Seven again. His eyes were narrowed but he was paying attention to the road now. She made a mental note that Seven when he was actually jealous was pretty attractive. She brushed his arm slightly before she turned in her seat and looked at Zen.
"Lovely Zen," she said, "what about all of your fans who would be just devastated if you had a girlfriend?"
Zen chuckled. "They'll just have to get over it."
_____ rolled her eyes but grinned. "Then I'm sorry to break it to you, but I'm otherwise spoken for," she joked.
Zen's eyes nearly popped out of his head. "WHAT?!" he said and looked between _____ and Seven. "When?!"
Seven looked at Zen though the rear view mirror and _____ noticed the grin on his face. "Didn't you hear? The date is set for next month! We're getting married!"
_____ laughed. "Yes! After we leave you guys at the cafe we're going to get the engagement ring. We're very happy."
"M-m-married?!" Zen stuttered. He looked about to faint.
Seven nodded and slowed the car to turn into the parking lot. "Yes. This leads to a very important question," he said and pulled into a spot. He parked the car and turned fully to look at Zen. "Will you be my best man?"
Zen blinked a few times. And then he narrowed his eyes at Seven. _____ had a hard time concealing her excited, hysteric giggles. Zen lifted a finger and pointed it at Seven.
"You're not serious," he said, surprisingly calm now.
Seven pouted. "How easily you dismiss our love," he said.
_____ couldn't help it. She lost it, her giggled turning into full blown laughter.
"How did you figure it out?" She said when she composed herself enough to actually form words.
"Seven asking me to be his best man," he said. "Even if he were to get married, I figured he'd ask Yoosung."
"Hey! What do you mean if?" Seven said.
"Oh look! I see Jaehee waiting for us inside," Zen said and scrambled out of the car and into the cafe.
_____ giggled as he fled the car and then turned to Seven. "If you're jealous of Zen, then don't be. He may be attractive, but he's not my type."
Seven raised an eyebrow at her. "Oh? Then what is your type?"
_____ put a finger to her lips and winked. "Wouldn't you like to know," she teased and got out of the car, giggling.
Seven got out and fell into step next to her as they walked to the front. Just as they reached it, Jaehee and Zen appeared in the door, stopping her from going inside.
"We don't think this is a good idea. I think we should all go somewhere else," Jaehee said. "I'm very sorry."
"Huh? What's going on?" _____ asked.
Yoosung appeared behind the two of them. "Jeong is here."