Mystic Messenger OneShots {Book 1}

SaeranxReader ~ Undercover In RFA

Requested by: ANAANKEL1

Your POV:

I looked up to the ceiling and mentally sighed, closing my eyes. It's been years since I was welcomed into Mint Eye and met Saeran. He arrived here before me, but as soon as I got here, we were inseparable. Rika or well, our Savior told us that we should always be together due to our alike pasts. Our Savior me about how my family left me on the street to abandon me, but I always knew that was a lie. My family would never do that. However, Saeran believed every word that came out of her mouth, and he still does. Most of the things she says are true, but there still are things that I question at times. I never have the courage to speak up though.

From the moment we met, Saeran and I have always shared a room. The room was nothing like my old room though. There are two beds, one for me and the other for Saeran, and two desks with a comfortable chair and a fairly good computer accompanying each. The walls were nothing like the (fav./color) painted walls I had in my room in my family's house. Instead, they were painted with a dark mint green color, the floor was hard wood, and the ceiling was plain white. There are two standing lights in separate corners of the room, diagonal from each other, and there was also two small lights on both of our computer tables. Not to mention, but the room size wasn't very big. One side of the room was mine, and the other was Saeran's. Oddly enough for the room size, you didn't feel claustrophobic.

I opened my eyes and turned my body over to my left on the stiff bed I'm suppose to sleep in. I observed Saeran as he typed away at his keyboard and stared at his computer screen, that brightened the whole room now that the lights are off. Saeran is sitting up straight as he types and is constantly tapping his right foot on the floor.

"Saeran." I said, still studying the man who I've spent the majority of my life with.

The white-haired male didn't respond. Instead he continued staring at the computer screen.

"What are you doing?" I ask, walking over to him.

I stood behind Saeran's chair and looked at his screen. There is a whole bunch of numbers and different messages on his screen. I start to turn away, figuring he isn't going to answer me, but before my eyes leave the screen a familiar name pops up.

Rika's Fundraising Association

"Seriously, Saeran. What are you doing?" I ask again.

"Go away. I need to concentrate." He replied.

"You're just trying to go back at your brother, aren't you?" I question, but not in a curious tone. I know the answer.

"Y/n-" Saeran starts, as he stops typing and turns around in his chair.

"Don't you ever think that something is wrong here? What if your brother never did anything like what Rika told you? Have you ever taken in the chance that she said that to brainwash you?" I whispered, not wanting Rika or any believers to hear me.

"Y/n. Are you crazy? Our Savior wouldn't do that. Go talk to her and get out of here for a while." Saeran demanded.

I sighed and started to walk out of the room. I'm not going to Rika, instead I'll just take a walk or something.

"She lied to me." I whispered before opening the door and walking out.

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"Y/n!" Saeran called my name as he walked inside our room.

I looked over to the door from my bed. It's been a little over twenty-four hours since Saeran pretty much kicked me out.

"What?" I ask.