#707.

“can i really enter your world ?? ”

707, also known as seven, luciel choi, and saeyoung choi. thinks he’s too dangerous to love. hacks like it’s his second nature. treats his cars better than his friends sometimes. memelord e x t r e m e. loves elizabeth the third dearly. phd pepper runs through his veins. still healing. still protecting.

YOOSUNG. One look at you was enough to make him want to crumble to his knees. How could you do this to him? Yoosung was just trying to get to class - but now he’s frozen in place just as you are after being caught red-handed with his favorite hoodie on. A deep scarlet spread across his cheeks before he walked clumsily over to you. You stood there with your eyes narrowed, unsure of how he was actually going to react. Only one thing was for sure… He would have to fight you to get this hoodie back. It just fit in all the right places, and it was a bonus that it wafted your senses with the smell of his cologne. “You look… S-So cute,” Yoosung managed to stutter out before tentatively pressing his lips against yours. Forget class.

JAEHEE. In the depths of her closet, Jaehee only owned a few casual outfits. The space was generally filled with business professional clothes, all pressed and ready to be worn. So when you walked out into the kitchen with Jaehee’s sweater on, she nearly choked on her coffee. You smiled brightly before kissing her cheek to greet her, reaching behind her to grab a cup of your own. “Where did you find that?” Jaehee asked after clearing her throat and the searing burn on her tongue cooled down a little. “And may I ask why you’re wearing it?” You shrugged as you sat down at the kitchen island with a plate full of eggs and toast. “I get lonely when you go to work, so I tried to find something to wear to basically keep me company,” you answered nonchalantly, taking a sip of your coffee. After staring intently at you for what felt like an hour, a shy smile graced Jaehee’s face. “I’ll try to come home earlier for you then.”

ZEN. There were many things you did that stirred the beast inside of Zen, but this… This took the cake. Rehearsal had been mildly trying, so Zen was soaked to the bone with sweat. He had expected an empty place when he returned where he could shower in peace, but lo and behold. He found you lounging about on his couch with only his sweatshirt on. Just his sweatshirt. Before you could even say hello, Zen was hovering over you, sloppily pressing kisses against whatever patch of exposed skin he could. “Z-Zen –” you mewled as he made his way down your body. “Welcome home!” you squeaked as his lips brushed past a particularly sensitive spot. Zen laughed gently, his lips against your skin. “This is a welcome that I could get used to. You’ll have to steal my sweatshirts from my closet.”

707. Click-clack. That was all you could hear. Saeyoung was in the zone, headphones on and glasses glinting. You weren’t entirely sure what he was doing, but it’s probably best not to ask. He’ll tell you if need be. But you had come over to spend time with him, not be driven up the wall by the sounds of the keyboard clicking. You lazed around his bedroom, looking - begging - for anything to pique your interest. Then something caught your eye, and a plan unfolded in your head. Would Saeyoung notice? Ah, this will be an experiment! An experiment born out of boredom but put in place to bring joy to the world! Your world at least. Quickly grabbing his sweater, you put it on and straightened your back. Let’s see if he notices. You silently tiptoed out of the bedroom, making your way to the door. Nothing. Ah, so the experiment continues! You almost made it to the entrance when a resonating voice filled the room. “Don’t you move another muscle!” Saeyoung called out. Dang. You put on a sweet smile before turning to face – he wasn’t even looking at you! “How did you know…?” you asked warily, moving a little closer. “I’ve got eyes everywhere, 606,” he replied smoothly before turning in his chair. “And those eyes say you look… Incredible in that beautiful sweater there.” Then he pounced. Boredom be gone!

Ahhh, close...

Hooh... no reason again... mysterious Seven!!! still wrong tho lololol

Aha? Another no reason... is Seven truly unknowable?

... lolololololololololol

Is Seven a top?

Is Seven a switch? Bottom?