707 x Reader - Highschool AU

Can I ask you a question?

A/N: Wow this update finally exists. Thank you to everyone for your comments and waiting for it! I think I'm going to go back and edit everything before I make another update to the story so certain voids can be filled. Also, happy 2 years of Mystic Messenger! I hope that Mystic Messenger has brought you all joy and continues to do so. Also, if you want a summer one shot with the new opening picture as its theme, let me know! Furthermore, apologies this is short (only 1836 words)

Jumin did not know what to do. Why would Seven actually show up at school when he could have just called or text messaged? Well,  Jumin had told the rest of the RFA not to contact him since he was not supposed to be around to help, but Seven still could have said something. No one said anything to him, so he still could have just called or showed up at any of their households. Seven shouldn't even be in school, he could get in serious trouble. He already had all of his school work, and he told the school he was not going to be there. If anyone at the school asked who he was, it would not be wise for him to say that he is Luciel, but it will not be wise to say he is a new student. If he said he was a new student, he would have to have gone to the office and have his stuff on him. He did not have a backpack, which Jumin wondered why Seven would not bring any type of bag, but he did have papers slightly sticking out of his pocket, so Jumin assumed that they were for the off chance someone did ask him if he was a new student. Luciel always seemed as though he was preparing for the worst case scenario. Jumin's ideal that Luciel thought everything that has been happening was solidified. He always was prepared, but the one time that he wasn't, everything fell down the rabbit hole. 
"Why do you need to talk with Yoosung?" Jumin unlocked and opened his locker while he was talking.
"Just need to talk about party stuff. You know, the technology parts since that is normally my job."
"I see. When did you contact him?" Jumin was curious as to when these two planned on talking about technology. he had been close enough to Yoosung for the past few hours to hear if his phone went off or if he was talking to someone else. Unless, he was suave enough to pull it off, but Jumin doubted that. Yoosung had just walked into a wall earlier this morning. 
"We texted over the messenger. So can I help with the party and talk to Yoosung?" Seven added the last part rather quickly so Jumin could not question him about contacted Yoosung through the messengers. 
"Yes of course. You are a part of the RFA. We are meeting in 413." 
Jumin finished getting what he needed out of his locker, closing it once he had everything situated. He started walking towards the room that the RFA members had been planning to meet in. They had discussed it in the messenger prior, so everyone knew where to go. Seven frowned slightly at the way Jumin had said he is a part of the organization. He knows that it is probably in part with what happened at his place, but still. He hated how he kept feel more and more out of the group. In the past week, he hadn't even been on the messenger much, yet no one said anything about it, especially not after what happened with Six. An awkward silence filled in between the two as they were walking to their destination. Neither one had any addition to make a conversation sustainable. Jumin, training to be a business man, attempted his best shot. He wanted to cure his curiosity and see if what he was thinking was correct.
"Can I ask you a question, Luciel?"
"You just did Jumin."
"Ha. Ha."
"But yes you can. What's up?"
"You're 16 and you have known Six for a while now."
"Yeah...?" Seven had tensed slightly. This conversation was not going in a direction he could picture.
"How old is she?"
Seven gave him a look that showed he was puzzled. "16 as well."
"So she is a junior."
"Yes? Isn't that-." The rest of the sentence died in his throat. It slipped his mind that Six had originally told Yoosung that she was a sophomore, so that is what the group assumed she was. Seven started to see where Jumin was taking the conversation. If she lied about something as simple as a grade level, what else is she lying about?
"No, sorry. I meant she was- is a sophomore. She is younger than-" 
"You just said you are the same age as her, and Yoosung is that age too."
Seven was at a complete loss of words. He messed up and let something slip. That seemed like a trend to him over the past 24 hours. They know he has a brother, he let Six's name slip, and now Jumin is figuring out more than either hacker would have liked. 
"She didn't want to get close to us, so the younger she seems, the less we will interact with her. She won't be able to get close because it would be too awkward for the rest of us. She would be ready to leave at any moment. Just. Like. You. Because you both have more in common than you originally intended on letting us know."
Seven stopped walking. He did not even realize Jumin was thinking so much into it. Seeing that he brought up that they had stuff in common, he figured that Seven and Six were always ready to leave. They were always prepared for the worst case scenario. Seven did not like that he knew it was possible for him to leave at any second, just like Six had been planning once her assignment was over. He can feel the resentment radiating off of the cold-hearted man's body.
"Jumin. This is not your place, nor will it ever be your place, to accuse us of anything. Guess what? For what we know Y/N could be dead and you are just making assumptions about a. Dead Girl." 
"Am I wrong?"
"It doesn't matter if you are correct or not! You don't even seem to care that she could be dead or that the plan might not work. Oh I guess it has to do with your philosophy of 'it is just business,'" Seven tossed his hands in the air. He had been keeping them in his pocket since he had closed Six's locker. He did not even care if he made a scene. There were not many people in the hallway, but those who were kept looking in their direction. He lowered his voice when he continued on.
"It is not your place. The only real reason I am here is because I want to talk with Yoosung. I can't just go to his place since I know that you all will be close together, and the only time I can talk without the constant chance of you guys hearing what I have to say is here."
He started walking again once he was finished talking. The silence was now tense, compared to the awkward one before. The two took around a minute to reach the classroom. To them, it seemed like hours from when Luciel said his last statement.

Seven forced a smile on his face as he usually did around the group. The group looked at Jumin and Seven when they walked in. No one could recognize who the person next to Jumin was, except for Yoosung.
"What are you doing here Seven?"
Everyone else in the room looked at Yoosung with a questioning look as to why he thought the person with brown hair and blue eyes was Seven.
"Wow at least one person recognized me. I guess I have mastered the art of disguise," Seven put on the best cheerful voice he could. He did not want his friends to see him as less than that. The voice set everyone off to know it was him, but no one really knew why his appearance was so drastically different. No one said anything, mainly wondering why Seven was here in the first place. 
"Yoosung, can we talk about the party, and I can tell you about the location of the stuff?"
"Yeah! Yeah sure."
"Let's step out so they," he motioned to the rest of the people, "can talk about whatever they need. Plus then I can actually show you where stuff is."
Yoosung knew that he had not said a word to Seven about the party, so either he assumed that Yoosung would need the help, or this was about the phone call they had prior. He grabbed his stuff and followed Seven without another word. Seven was Yoosung's closest male friend. He trusted him with his life, so if he wanted him to leave, he would do so with no questions asked. 

Once they were out the door, Seven led Yoosung to his car. They did not talk until they both got into Seven's red car. Yoosung barely was able to go in Seven's car since Seven did not trust others going into his car. Yoosung gaped slightly when he saw the inside of the car. 
"Wow, your car is nice"
"Yeah, would you expect anything else from me?"
"No, just I have never seen the inside before."
Silence developed in the car as Seven pulled out of the parking lot of the school.  It was a comfortable silence, but Yoosung decided to break it anyways instead of watching the familiar scenery go by. 
"I'm assuming that this isn't actually about the party?"
"You assumed correctly"
"So, what I said was true then."
" Yeah. How did you know that? You said you were thinking about the past, but what set you off to think about that? It is not like you knew there were more than just one boss, right?"
Yoosung tapped his fingers on his leg. He did not know how much Seven knew, and he did not over step with what Six would have wanted. Seven looked over at Yoosung slightly as he was driving back to his own place. He did not say anything, wanting Yoosung to answer him. Yoosung took a long time to respond, so long that Seven thought he would never answer. 
"I... She said she had two jobs, and she obviously  doesn't consider the RFA a job."
"Anything else you want to state. You seem like you were gonna say something else."
"Well, she can not cross two companies, so it makes sense that she'd have two different bosses."
"She mentioned it before, didn't she?" 
"... She mentioned working for two different jobs, so I assumed."
"What made you think about it?"
"Seven, why do you care so much? I thought about it, okay? We," Yoosung flailed his arms around slightly, "are friends. I can think about things we've done in the past. She is gone Luciel. Gone. And this plan of waiting, only has a slim chance of working. We may never see her again, so I'm sorry that I thought about her!"
Seven did not respond. He realized that Yoosung was taking this as hard as he was.