#saeranfic

Pairing: Saeran x MC

A/N: Hello! I’ve never done a fanfic for a fandom before but I love writing! I saw something about how in Seven’s route how he (*SPOILERS*) waits 8 hours to go to the apartment when he finds out there’s a bomb and then Unknown tries to kidnap you. So, here is some Saeran fluff!

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CRASH!

“Sorry about that. Don’t move, you’ll cut yourself.” A stranger spoke.

The glass on the window shattering had already made MC freeze but the unfamiliar voice left her tense and panicked. MC dared to whirl her head back to see the intruder that stood before her.

“Did I startle you?” He asked, tilting his head with a light chuckle. His piercing mint eyes admired the fear on her face, the quiver of her lips, the tremble in her voice as she spoke up.

“Who the hell are you?” MC demanded, using every bit of her strength to remain collected. Her head was running a thousand different scenarios. She glanced at all her options: the door, the phone, and the window.

“I’m a little offended that you don’t recall the person who brought you into this mess.” The stranger started, “Oooh please help me return this phone’. Does that ring a bell?”

“You!” MC couldn’t believe the danger she had put herself in, the danger he purposefully planted for someone as naive as her to fall into.

Now she needed to get herself out. She quickly glanced at the phone but the stranger followed her eyes, trying to comprehend her next move. MC ran to the phone, grasping it in her hands, fumbling for the right contact to call. No one can know about this apartment. She dialed the only number she could think of. The phone was smacked to the other side of the room and the stranger appeared next to her.

MC pushed him to the ground and found herself attempting to pin his arms to the floor. He struggled against her grip, but as weak as her arms felt, she was not giving up. She heard the faint voice she had dialed on her phone and a tiny hope was restored.

“Seven! I need your help! Please come quick! The unknown hacker is trying to kidnap me-Ow! Are you biting me?” MC yelled, hoping the other person on the line could hear until-

“The beep is there for nothing! But still listen to it!” Seven’s voicemail said, the phone hung up.

“Voicemail?! Typical Seven!” MC blurted out loud in frustration.

“Ha! You should have never trusted that moron! I hope you have a better plan.” The stranger cackled underneath MC’s hold, as he had relaxed and stopped struggling to break free.

“Wait, you know 707?” MC questioned.

“Know'' is an understatement. I’ve spent every waking second resenting what that jerk did to me.” The unknown stranger spat.

“Then why are you after me?”

“I figured it would hurt him to see me take you away, but now I know, he doesn’t care about your stupid little airhead.” Unknown’s tone was harsh, leaving MC offended and taken aback. MC released her grip from his arms and sat up, still keeping him under her weight.

“He’ll come for me.” MC said, but it came out as merely a whisper. She knew she shouldn’t let this deranged man’s cruel words get inside her head but maybe he had a point. Seven promised to protect her so long as she stayed away from him, so long as she promised to not love him. Why wasn’t he here now fulfilling his promise?

MC looked at Unknown’s bored expression as he stared at the wall, wondering why he wasn’t fighting her off. A bizarre thought came to her brain.

“Would you like some tea?” MC asked softly.

Unknown was beyond confused but something made him say “Okay.”

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MC and Unknown sat on the couch, two steamy cups of tea rested on the coffee table next to a collection of danishes and desserts. Unknown gladly helped himself to the sweets while MC rambled on about the many adventures of the RFA.

“...Jumin is pretty and he’s rich but he’s just a little too possessive with his cat. Don’t get me wrong, I love animals but at least I’m sane about it!” MC babbled. Unknown turned his head and gave her a somewhat irritated expression and she went quiet.

“You talk a lot, you know that?” He spoke.

MC’s face turned red, “Sorry. I’ve just been cooped up in this room for so long! I forget what it’s like to have human contact.” A small smile crept up on Unknown’s face as he admired her cute embarrassed expression but he dropped it when she looked back at him. “How about you talk?”

“What? Me? No, I don’t want to.” He stated, feeling flustered by her sudden interest in him.

“Oh, come on! If you hate my rambling so much, you might as well-”

“Nope. My savior told me not to get involved in personal details.” Unknown said firmly, trying not to give in to his weaker side.

MC scooted closer to him, “How about just this once? Please! I don’t even know your name.”

Unknown’s face was burning hot red as he realized how close she was to him, a cluster of butterflies in his stomach. MC gazed at him with such a dopey and doting expression that he caved in.

“Alright,” he sighed. “What do you want to know?”

“Just who the hell are you?” MC started, excited that he was opening up to her after the couple hours they spent together.

Unknown rolled his eyes, “My name is Saeran. Saeran Choi.” He began.

~~~

He had explained everything, well almost everything, to her. How his twin brother abandoned him, what childhood was like, how his savior restored his purpose for living. By this time in the conversation, MC had bundled herself into a fluffy blanket, only allowing her head to poke out of the cocoon as she listened intently. She occasionally would gasp or squeal which made Saeran melt, wanting to hear more of her adorable sounds.

“Okay, I hate to be mean but your ‘savior’ sounds nutso!” MC commented.

“No she’s not. She allows me to experience happiness even though I don’t deserve it.” Saeran defended.

MC scooted in close to him, inches away from his face. She squinted her eyes at him and scrunched up her face, a playful smirk appearing on her lips.

“I bet I can make you experience happiness too.” Her voice made Saeran weak, he couldn’t think straight which he hated. This was that weakness his savior warned him about. Before he held any more doubts, MC covered them both with the fluffy blanket. Their hands brushed against each other, leaving MC to suddenly squeal.

“What?” Saeran asked, worried he had done something to upset her.

“Your hands are freezing!” MC exclaimed. “You need snuggles to warm you up.” MC enveloped Saeran with her warmth, the sugary scent of her trapped in his nose. He felt so...so...happy? Was this feeling happiness or was this caused by the withdrawal of the elixirs.

MC yawned, interrupting his thoughts, her eyes growing very sleepy. “Don’t worry, Seven will be here any minute.” This comment ruined the feeling of pure bliss, he tensed up, feeling a wave of anxiety rush over him. He pushed her and the blanket off of him, standing up, causing her to be alarmed around him again.

“Why do you trust him so much? It’s been 8 hours and he’s not even here for you! If he really cared, he would be here.” His voice rose, tears forming in his eyes. “He makes these promises about protecting you and then the next thing you know, he abandons you. Save yourself the stress and the trauma now before you end up damaged like me. He’s not coming for you, it’s time to grow up.”

Guilt settled into his head as he realized what he had just said and how he couldn’t take it back now. Tears were falling and he couldn’t stop them, he fell to the floor, allowing sorrow and shame to drown him. Saeran began muttering apologies and insults towards himself.

MC sat down in front of him, placing his hands in hers, softly shushing him. He stared at her face, his brain attempting to make out what was happening. MC smiled, giving him time to calm down and breathe.

“I should go.” Saeran quietly said, not willing to let go of her hands.

“Are you sure? I have ice cream, if you wanna stay and watch a movie.” MC murmured.

~~~

“I’m here!” Seven exclaimed, panting as he slammed open the door to the apartment.

Seven looked to the couch where he couldn’t believe his eyes when he saw MC cuddling the unknown hacker. More shocking, the hacker was his twin brother! Seven stood with his mouth agape, not able to form words. The musical numbers from “Promiscuous Jalapeno Topping” playing in the background as MC petted Saeran’s head, both of them staring at Seven.