Love... maybe?

Confession

Hello!!! Ahh... I had a bit of a hard time not making this chapter sooooo long but I managed. Enjoy! - coffee •~•

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After his "shower" (hehe...), Seven was starting to get ready to leave.
I really don't want to. Why doesn't MC just let me stay with my laptop all day, to drink Ph.D Pepper?
As much as he desired that, he couldn't help but feel a bit happy that MC still remembers about him.
Yeah but maybe it's because of Saeran. Maybe it's because I'm his brother... No stop it, Seven... Saeran is back, you can't screw up this relationship.
Seven had a habit of putting up walls. He would only focus on hacking and RFA, nothing more.  The main character is always faced with a tragedy... so that means you can't involve others. Or so he thought...
But now that Saeran is safe, the agency has backed off and he has free time, Seven has been struggling to talk to his brother. It feels weird to know someone is caring about him. Back then, Seven could go days with isolation but now Saeran and MC visit every other day. They even bring food that MC cooks and desserts that Saeran makes. If it weren't for them, Seven might have starved a while ago.
*BUZZ!!!*
[Saeran: you know it's not nice to leave guest waiting]
[Seven: right, omw]
Oh how fun -.-

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Just as Seven was about to go in, Jumin opened the door.
"Oh hey Mr. Trust Fund Kid" joked Seven.
"Hello Saeyoung." Jumin replied. He sounded very exhausted and kinda sleepy. His usual tailored black hair was actually tasseled and messy for once. I wonder if he had a hard day. "Saeyoung is here now. Guess we can start now"
"Hi Seven, I see that your still alive" Jaehee greeted. "I can't believe you made us wait for Saeran's ramen."
"Yeah, sorry. MC made me take a shower and well it took a while to lick my armpits. Who knew they could taste so salty?" Seven giggled. Maybe if I make enough jokes MC and Saeran will think I'm fine and leave me alone.
"Eww... Sometimes I wonder if you are actually are part cat. Jaehee, can you run some DNA test on Seven."
"That would be a waste of time and resources. Why don't we ask Saeran?" Jaehee asked, just as his brother walked into the room. "Hey Saeran, is Seven really your brother? You don't seem to show any cat tendencies or behavior, unlike this oddball."
"Unfortunately, we are related. But I like to think that he was dropped on his head when he was small. Or at least that's what I tell myself." Saeran being half serious, half joking.
"Oh alright, Seven God is getting hungry and I'm sure Mr. Trust Fund Kid and Robot Jaehee Kang are starving as well. Let's start eating!"

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After everyone was satisfied with the food, Jumin got up and walked over to the fridge.
"Now I know we're all full but I thought I'd share a nice dessert. I just closed a difficult deal with an Italian suit maker and his assistant brought over a 100 year old wine."
"Oh thanks but no thanks Jumin... um err the doctor said I can't drink with the medication I'm on." I'm guessing Saeran is still on the anxiety and depression medicine.
"Well I'll be taking Saeran's drink... Bartender Jumin, hit me up!" Oh man... when's the last time I've drank with people. After that one incident with Vanderwood and the agency, I didn't want to embarrass myself again. Who knew I could fool a whole club with my maid outfit?
"I'll just take one glass of wine, please! I have to go with Saeran to pick some stuff up for the cafe," MC chimed, "and start the preparation for the week."
"Same, I'll take just one." Hmm... I don't think I've ever seen Jaehee drink. Haha I wonder what would happen if she took more.
"Guess it's just me and Seven. Hope you can handle yourself... I'm pretty heavyweight when it comes to drinking"
"Oh is that a challenge, Mr. Han?" Seven retorted with a sly smirk.
Guess this will be fun...

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One...
"This wine taste quite good."
Two...
"How do you feel, Seven?"
Three...
"Hahaha!"
Five...
"Er, I'm good..."
Seven...
"Hey..." hiccup! "Saeran woah... you have really nice legs. And your hair. It's so cute"
"Hey jerk, you're drunk. Jumin... get away from me. I'm a guy. What? Don't touch me like that. MC, I think Jumin is really drunk." Saeran yelled as he tried to get away from Jumin. "How come you're not drunk like Jumin, Seven?"
"Oh err... I may or may not have stopped at glass number 4 and thrown the rest into the plants." There's was no way I was going to make a fool out of myself haha. Sure is nice to see Jumin in a different light. "What do we do? Jaehee left already."
"Well he can stay here but we're leaving early to go to the farmers market. And I wouldn't like to leave a hung over Jumin in the apartment by himself." MC pondered the situation.
"Seven!!! Let's him take Jumin since it was his doing" said his dear brother as he tried to get away from Jumin, who was trying to grab his curls. "Jumin, ahh get off please!"
"Err..." I don't want to have to babysit. Saeran glared and gave him the death stare from across the couch. "Oh... Oh okay... I guess I'll take him. Here Jumin, you're staying at my place for the night, please just stay still and stop touching Saeran's face."

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Seven's POV

"Hey S-Saeyoung... where are w-we going?" Jumin muttered.
This guys is heavy. How is he this muscular as a businessman. Oh man... I need to head to the gym.
"Almost to my place, just a few more steps, oof!" How is he making me sweat.
As I turned the nob to my apartment, Jumin was slowly falling asleep. Oh crap!
"Hey, Mr. Trust Fund Kid wake up! I can't carry you all the way in."
"Hmmm... yeah sure, I'll take one more glass." It's no hope. Guess I have to use 707's Super-Human Strength.
Some how managing to get Jumin on my back, I struggled to walk him to the couch. Puffft! Mission accomplished.
"Hey Mr. Trust Fund Kid, I'm just gonna-" Whap!!! Jumin rolled over.
"He—... your squish- m!" I screamed, as I tried to get away from the giant Jumin. "If you d— get off of m- I swear I'll slap y—"
Slap!!
I had warned him.
"Wha-what was that for?"Jumin reacted.
Now he was awake.
"I warned you to get off."
"Huh?" A confused Jumin said. But as quickly he had woken up was as quickly as he went back to sleep.
Great, now I was left with a half asleep Jumin who was still wearing his business suit. Hmm maybe I should at least take of his shoes and coat.
"Oh, er, that tickles m-me!"
Geez, couldn't he just go back to sleep.
"Oh yeah... hmm."
Woah what the hell Jumin. Please don't make this weird. I started to take of his coat when all of a sudden I heard...
"Oh Saeyoung..."
I froze...
...
Smack!
...
I felt something warm. And it tasting of wine.
And that's when I realized...
Mr. Trust Fund Kid had planted one on me.
"I-I always admired you, Saeyoung"
What... Did he just really say that?
"I-I... I'm sorry. I need to go. Goodnight Jumin..." And I just left. Jumin still had half his coat on but I had to get away from him.
What the hell was he thinking? No, no that did not just happen. Jumin did most definitely not kiss me. No, not Mr. Trust Fund Kid...
He couldn't have... not with those nice pink lips of his. Not with his sweet tasting lips... Not with those...
Stop it, Seven!!! Stop it right there...
Guess it was going to be a long, restless night.