Hacked my Heart (707 x reader)

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Yoosung, sensing the tension, linked his arm with mine, earning a look of unmistakable jealousy from Seven that immediately went away when I turned to look at him.

"Let's go in shall we?" Yoosung asked before pulling me towards the stairs.

"Hey um... Yoosung... do you mind if I talk with y/n for a minute?" Seven asked, his hand on the back of his neck again.

"Do you really think that's a good idea Seven?" Yoosung responded, glancing over at me.

"I'll be fine Yuyu!" I said smiling.

Yoosung looked like he would pull me away if Seven came any closer. Seven was looking at him with a pleading look in his eyes.

"Well fine. But hurry please. People are waiting for her." He gave me one last hug, reminding me of what we talked about and disappeared into the house.

I watched him go and stared at the door for a bit longer after he was gone, far too embarrassed to turn around. What was Seven doing to my heart? Why do I feel like this?

"Can we walk?" He asked, startling me.

I turned around and he had his hand stretched out towards me. He was smiling and had the faintest bit of blush on his cheeks.

"Sure." I hesitated before taking his hand. His hands were soft and warm and my stomach filled with butterflies as soon as we made contact.

He pulled me along and we walked until we reached a garden. It was beautiful. Big lushes flower filled the garden. A gravel path was in front of us and led to a gazebo. There was a small pond that went underneath part of the path and big, brightly coloured coy fish could be seen swimming in it. Lily flowers floated on top of the pond and a bench over looked it. It was all so beautiful. The sun had set earlier in the day so you could see the lightning bugs and they flew around. The light of the moon was bright enough to light everything up perfect. Seven, still holding my hand, started walking down the path. I took my time to admire the flowers and lightning bugs as well as a few moths as light as the moon that flew around some of the bigger flowers. We walked over to the bench and sat down. I looked over to Seven who was had let go of my hand and was nervously playing with a single rose he had picked. He made a sharp hissing sound and dropped the red flower. One of the thorns had cut him.

"Are you ok?" I asked, concerned.

"Ya I'm fine. Just stings a bit." He responded, holding his palm where he was cut.

"Here." I said reaching into my purse and pulling out a bandaid. "You never know what this might come in handy huh?"

"Thanks." He said, reaching for the bandaid.
I pulled it back. "Let me. You won't be able to with one hand."

Seven POV
I watched as y/n carefully placed the bandaid on my open palm. I knew I could have done it but I kept stumbling whenever I talked to her. I've never had this problem before. I leaned over to look at my hand. She brought my hand up to her face and kissed where she put the bandaid.

"There you go. All better." She smiled.

She looked up at me and our eyes met. She was only inches away from my face. I felt my cheeks heat up as I thought about how easy it would be to just kiss her. Come on you wimp just do it!

She cleared her throat. "So... um... what did you want to tell me again?"

Shit. Lost my chance.

Y/n POV
My cheeks were on fire when I realized how close Seven and I were to each other. He kept looking from my lips to my eyes and back again as if asking permission to kiss me. I was about to lean in when Yoosung's voice played in the back of my head, telling me to try to stay away from him so I wouldn't get hurt.

I leaned away and cleared my throat, "So... um... what did you want to tell me again?"

"Oh! Right." He said, sounding a little less upbeat that before. "First things first."

He picked up the rose, careful he didn't prick himself again, and handed it to me. With red, hot cheeks I took it.

"I was going to get you a bouquet but I didn't want to scare you. I hope this works?" He had so much hope in his voice. It made me smile.

"It's perfect Seven." I smiled at him.

He started blushing.

"Are you feeling ok?" I asked him. "You seem off. Normally you are all upbeat and happy over the chat."

"Never judge someone by how they act online." He said, sternly. "I'm just nervous that's all."

"Nervous? Why?"

"Because I can be so different from how I am online and I didn't want you to think of me as anything bad. I want to be around you all the time. And not in a creepy way but just I want to be around you. But I wanted to talk to you because I have to tell you that that isn't possible. I am a bad person y/n. And you should know that now. I'm a bad person and I care about you too much to see you get hurt. Especially by me."

"What are you trying to tell me?"

"I don't think we should keep talking as much as we do."

Tears started to form in my eyes. "What? Why?"

"Cause I'm dangerous. You could get hurt."

"I trust you Seven. You won't hurt me. I know that."

"Maybe not on purpose. But I could."

"Seven I'm not afraid of you."

"You should be."

"Maybe, but I'm not."

"Well you should be y/n!" He yelled. His eyes were filled with tears that were just waiting for the perfect time to run down his cheeks.

"But I'm not Seven!" I yelled back. The tears that threatened to escape, now falling down my cheeks.

"Why not? I'm not a good guy. I've done so much shit to everyone in my life. I'm a bad person. Why aren't you running away while you can?"

"Because I love you Seven!"

He stopped talking and jerked his head towards me.

"I love you Seven. I don't care what you say. I don't care what you have done. I just want you. You don't scare me. If I wanted to leave I wouldn't have taken your hand." I was chocking on my tears now and looking at my purse which lay in my hands which lay in my lap.

"That's impossible. You don't love me. No one loves me."

I stared at him in disbelief. "I do Seven. I do more than I can explain. Why doesn't that mean anything to you? What are you so afraid of?"

"Losing you!" The tears in his eyes now fell down his face and onto his lap.

I pulled him into a hug and he wrapped his arms around my frame and sobbed onto my shoulder. I used one hand to pet his hair and the other was on the middle of his back.

"It's ok Seven. I'm not going anywhere. Just breath. That's it. Just breath." I whispered, placing my head on his shoulder.

"I love you too." He whispered back.