707 x Reader - Highschool AU

Over Board

A/n- THANK YOU ALL FOR READING. LOVE Y'ALL. I soon might go back and edit the first few chapters, but for now here is an update.  
ALSO, SORRY FOR THE LONG WAIT. SCHOOL IS KILLING ME. 

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AND FLUFFING V ROUTE GUYS
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Six woke up all alone in a room. The gray walls were made of a cold, textured stone. Guess I am actually trapped in a dungeon. She was tied to a chair, not a sensation that was new to her. She struggled against her constraints, not remembering the part of training that allowed her to get out of them. Frankly, her memory was still missing bits and pieces every since she took the elixir. She looked down after struggling for a while, since she figured she was not getting out of there that easily. When she did look down, she noticed she wasn't in her dress anymore. Probably because that was the dress she was wearing to the party. She was now just wearing a sports bra and female boxers. She at least remembered that what she is currently wearing is what she had under the dress. Unfortunately, she did not remember how she got out of her dress, or who got her out of it. After pondering ideas about who it could be, the door in front of her clicked unlocked. Snapping out of her thoughts, she looked up as the person entered, and she was not surprised to see Rika.
"How did you go against me," Rika questioned as she closed the door behind her. At least she was civilized enough to close the door to the room that housed a half naked person. Six had thought about Rika's question a bit while she was struggling against her restraints. She did wonder, how did she do it. She had been brainwashed using a similar method to Saeran, yet Saeran froze at the door. Obviously, she did not get brain washed to the same extent as Saeran, but it was still weird to her that she was able to go against her orders more easily than not. Six didn't answer, so Rika looked at her, pulling out a knife. 
"Are you going to answer me," Rika asked as she moved closer to Six. She put the knife up to Six's cheek. Again, this was not unfamiliar to her, so Six was able to stay silent.
"Would be a shame to cut such a pretty face."
Six stayed stone face, but avoided eye contact for a split second to gather her thoughts. Once she did gather them, she looked Rika back in the eyes.
"Try me."
"Surprising answer. I thought you would give in"
"Why? You can't hurt me before the party"
"That is where you are wrong, party guest coordinator. You can recover, plus if it is in your leg or stomach, your dress will cover it," Rika responded as she cut Six's stomach with the cool blade. She closed her eyes tight, gritting her teeth at how slow Rika had done it. The training at the agency, plus all her missions had gave her around a two percent preparation margin for her to feel this prior. That being said, of course she wasn't prepared for being cut and it hurt like Hades. She exhaled shakily as she reopened her eyes to look at Rika.
"Now I'll ask again, how did you do it?"
Six, again, stood silent. She didn't even know herself. Her mind was still messed up from the brainwashing, so point Rika there. All the events didn't add up from then till now. Why did I hug Seven then leave with Rika? If I hate Seven, why would I have been with him in the first place? Why did I even go with Rika?
Ignoring Rika, she knew this was going to be a long day.

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Saeran groaned into his pillow as he flopped face first on to his bed. He ran a hand through his hair, groaning again when he realized that he still had the dye on. He had to get up to wash it off. He wanted to just lay there forever, but he forced himself to get up. He did not want his hair to be purple, and did not appreciate it. He liked his hair to be white, not some dark purple. He wasn't hating on it, but he just doesn't like change. Once in the bathroom, he glared at himself in the mirror. He was mentally slapping himself for freezing at the door. He should have said something. While thinking to himself, Saeran took a drink of the water that he kept in his bathroom. He chugged it, trying not to drown in his sorrows. Once he was finished with it, he put his head under the faucet to finally wash the dye from his hair. He decided to use the sink over the shower since he really did not want to change. Saeran had left it long enough for his hair to absorb a lot of the color. He looked up, frowning at the mirror. The purple, it suited him well, even though he would never let himself admit it.
Walking out of the bathroom, Saeran was about to flop back on his bed, which now had a purple stain, but something caught him out of the corner of his eye, before he was able to flop. Six's stuff was here, since she was originally to be staying in this room with him. This is recent, since it was not there before we ran out the room to run to V. So, is she going to be coming back here? Would she care if I looked...? Saeran wasn't able to hear about what Six had liked now and days, since the last time they talked before this was when they were kids. Saeran picked up the black bag, emptying its contents on to the bed. A normal folder and manila folders, a sketch book, her laptop , cash, and snacks. That's it? Was this all she took to school on a daily basis? Saeran took one of the snacks, and placed it on his desk. It will definitely be used later. He put the rest of the snacks, along with the money, back into her bag. He knew from the seeing the laptop that Six would not approve of him opening it, even without her here, he can hear her complaining about him touching it. He put it in to the bag as well, making sure to do it gently enough not to break it. Next, he picked up the sketchbook, flipping through it rather quickly. It was almost filled, so she had to draw a lot. Saeran saw the picture of the five main RFA members sitting at a table, but he didn't dwell on it since it had Seven in it. After looking through a few more pages, he noticed a picture that he remembered being taken, but it was drawn. Six actually remembered me enough to draw this??? This was before she got here, so she had to. That brought joy into Saeran's heart, even though he knew once everything was over, she would pick Saeyoung over himself. Saeran was pleased that Six's original statement where she said she'd hope to see him again was true. He looked at the regular folder after he put the sketchbook away. It was just her homework. There was a lot of it, surprising for someone who was a "sophomore." Looking at the dates, Saeran realized she had grabbed her homework in advance since herself and Seven were going on a trip. Smart.
Last thing to look at were the manila folders. What else did Six need that wasn't for school? The first one he looked through had an assignment. He wasn't really reading the task, he just checked the company signature. So, she works in the same company as Seven. That probably was important information he should have known before hand. That would have helped him connect some dots, like how easily she adapted to heels when she needed to. Or how quickly she ran to get to someone, and why she didn't want to wear a dress or heels in the first place. After putting down the first manila folder, Saeran picked up the second one to see if it had any relevance to her job. It had a sticky note, which stated, "do not open until you figure out ME." Since it was thicker, he thought it would hold more importance. What he did not expect to see was Rika's file on one side, and believers files on the other. When did she get this? How did she get this? He flipped through the files and saw V and himself in it. He was going to read them, but he heard a knock at the door. Hearing a knock at the door, he placed everything into the back pack. On his way to the door, he put the bag in its original place.
"What," he stated when he opened the door, not realizing that it was going to be the Savior.
"Oh. OH HEY Savior! I meant what do you need?" He ran a hand through his hair.
Rika gave a small smile as she rolled her eyes. She took a mental note of his hair, but decided not to mention it, seeing how against it he was originally. "It's your time to hang out with Six."
As they started walking, Saeran wondered what had happened to her while he wasn't there. Once they arrived in front of the door, Rika said, "I may have went a little over board, but I did give her more elixir. She needed to know who her savior is."
Saeran nodded at her, not knowing what else to do or say. She opened the door, and Saeran's eyes widened. Six was a mess. She was covered in blood, cuts, sweat, and bruises. Her, now, turquoise hair was sticking to her face, making it harder to see her face. Six was looking down, but it was easy to see how ragged her breathing was. Saeran was not expecting it to be this bad, although he did never see anyone who went against the savior again. Even though in obvious shock, Rika led Saeran to the chair where Six was sitting. Six was still restrained, and flinched when Rika cut the rope. Six cautiously brought her hands in front of her, rubbing her wrists from rope burn.
"Savior, this is more than a little over board," Saeran said as Six tried to get up and fell right back into the chair. "She can barely move... if you really need her for the party, how is she going to get medically ready for that?"
"Let's hope that she heals fast"
Saeran shook his head as he picked Six up, bridal style. He wanted to get her away from this room as fast as he could. She was one of his only friends after all. Six started shaking in his arms, the warm contact was a huge difference to the cold blade on her skin. Saeran didn't say another word, carrying her out of the room. He just wanted to toss Six under the covers. Once they were out the room, and Six noticed the change of light, she looked up to see who was holding her. A slight weight was lifted from her shoulders when she realized that it was just Saeran. She couldn't stop shaking and the more she tried, the more she shook.
To Saeran, the walk back to their room was painful. He wanted her to feel comfortable, and it was obvious that she wasn't. What he didn't notice at first, was that she was letting her guard down in his arms. He only figured that out when he noticed she was crying against his chest. She didn't cry or shake before she was in his arms. Saeran took slight pride in that. She actually still trusted him, after him freezing and just like she did when they were kids.
Saeran finally got to the door. He opened it carefully so that he wouldn't drop Six, and he laid down on his back, so they can stay in the same position. He gently placed the covers over them, and hoped she'd relax soon.