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Mystic Messenger: 707 (Saeyoung Choi)

A/N: Okay SO, I know I have like NO time to write or work on anything because of my job but I really had to write this...I've been playing Mystic Messenger and couldn't stand the way the MC was with Seven, as she wasn't like me at all, so I wrote a little scenario here where she acted more as I do.  It takes place during his route, when he comes to stay with you and protect you from the bomb in Rika's apartment, and the continuing threats from the hacker. I won't spoil anything else...even thought the game is like four years old...but yeah...I'll be working on the requests I got as soon as I can. I actually wrote this during work lol so I'm glad I'm working remotely, lest I get fired. 

Aight so here we go:

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"So...please...just..."

"I understand." You smiled, turning around and walking away. You crossed your legs as you flopped down on the sofa, cracking open a can of Dr. Pepper. "I won't intrude. You've made it clear you don't want me sticking my nose where it doesn't belong. Though..." You laughed, lightly, earnestly, oddly carefree despite your situation. "I don't think it's dangerous to get to know each other just for now. No strings, right? Once you leave you leave. I trust you."

"Don't." A young man with deep red hair sighed. "Don't...trust me..." He didn't face you. "I put you in danger."

You rolled your eyes, sipping your drink. It was good. It really did pair well with the chips he so adored.

"Saeyoung, stop beating yourself up. The real danger was me just leaping into this organization without a second thought. My roommate must be worried beyond belief."

He turned around, intrigued in spite of himself. "Roommate? You mean you..."

You laughed again before setting your soda down. "I did have a life before the RFA, you know. I can tell you about it..." He was starting to let his guard down. You smiled, noticing his slowly building interest in you. "Maybe it'll help with security?"

He shook his head. "I can't." He looked like he wanted to say anything but that. "I can't learn more about you. Please leave me alone."

You exhaled, mirroring his previous dejection. You recognised why he was denying your offers of friendship. Knowing you more might make him doubt, or even regret his isolation. He liked you...and you knew it. Still, it didn't keep you from thinking he might never actually let you in. "Can I say one thing, though? Please?" He nodded, despite of clear regret. "You took all your technology, brought your car, built me a cat robot-" You pointed beside you, at a small, white toy, shut off now after your command, "who only really listens to my voice, and have been here protecting me for days. You honestly believe that you don't deserve some respect for that? Or that I really believe you don't care about me? If you want to be alone, I won't bother you, but know, even if you never want to let me get to know you, or...anything...romantic..." you cleared your throat. "then know I will always want to be your friend, even if it is just until you know I'm safe."

He sighed again. "You have such a way with words. It reminds me of Rika. I don't deserve-"

"Oh my God, shut up!" You finally had enough of that. "Between you and V, it's...just..." you groaned, standing up and walking over to him. Still seated, he looked up at you, somewhat startled at your outburst. "Saeyoung, Seven, whatever you want to call yourself, don't blame yourself for something that wasn't your fault." You reached out a hand, placing it over his. Though he started to pull himself back, he let you touch him. "You built a detonator to protect some girl who's no longer here, and never thought anyone would use her place." You looked behind you. "Now, just do your work. I'll be here if you want to talk, but I won't bother you." You leaned down, and he let you. You weren't anticipating him to do that. He was never as harsh as you'd expect him to be, but that wasn't really uncommon for you. You typically hurled the first insult. Docility wasn't your strong-suit and Seven wasn't angry at your anger. You sensed a more submissive woman could meet a more irate and confused guy. Well, sucks for whoever that could be.