#sevenxreader

Sebun is pretty nervous initially around you, but grows more comfortable over time

Your kind personality and goofy nature puts her at ease, and your honesty with being a hybrid is also a nice change of pace. No one is honest anymore with her, so you’re refreshing

When Sebun almost gets devoured, she’s shocked you saved her

Sebun wants to talk about it, but you going back to your normal self kinda makes her avoid confrontation

Suddenly, the whole room was illuminated, her eyes narrowing before they adjusted. When they did, she was met with the sight of four stunning sports cars, all of which she’d heard and seen so much about. The bright fluorescent lights reflected off the shiny paint jobs and made them all the more beautiful.

“Whoa,” she breathed, taking a few curious steps forward to get closer.

“Allow me to formally introduce you to my babies,” Seven spoke, stepping to her side with a hop. She glanced at him, seeing that the usual sparkle in his eyes was shining, and that was a big part of the reason she’d asked for a ride in one of his cars.

Her eyes kept gravitating towards one car in particular. It was the one she’d heard him talk the most about, and it really was a sight to behold. She’d looked up what the model was a few times just out of curiosity, but maybe part of her wanted to be able to impress him if she needed to.

“Which one will we be taking for a spin tonight, m’lady?” he asked, gesturing for her to choose. Her mouth fell open, her heart palpitating in her chest.

“You’re letting me choose?” she asked in disbelief, thinking that he would have been the one to make all the decisions. But he grinned, nodding enthusiastically.

“It was your idea, so you can choose!” he smiled, putting his hands in his pockets as he watched her wiggle a little from excitement.

“Can we take the Herrari California?” she asked after a moment of thought. His eyes widened, and he tilted his head at her.

“Someone’s done their research,” he said, his smile growing. He began walking towards the car, but then he stopped and leaned close to her.

“Did you know that she’s my favorite?” he whispered like it was a secret. She laughed, covering her mouth and watching him.

“Maybe,” she whispered back, unable to help the butterflies that stirred in her stomach when he laughed in response.

They both walked over to the car quickly, her eyes widening as she grew closer. She didn’t know much about the car other than its name and that it was expensive, but it was a very nice shade of red.

“Ahh it’s so pretty!” she sighed, not daring to touch it. He put his hands behind his head, sighing in that cocky way that he did and smirking at her.

“Thanks, I picked the color myself,” he bragged, making her snicker a little. He eyed her, raising his eyebrows like he wasn’t joking.

“Aren’t they all red?” she laughed, seeing him lean on his knees and gape at her.

“And here I was thinking you’d become an expert just for me!” he exclaimed, covering his face and pretending to sob. She rolled her eyes, smiling and putting her hands on her hips.

“I think you’d get jealous if I knew everything about your baby,” she reasoned, seeing him peek through his fingers at her. After a few seconds, he ran both hands through his hair, sighing like nothing had happened.

“You’re right!” he grinned, turning to walk over to the wall behind the car. He opened the box there, pulling out what she guessed were the car keys.

“Just so you know,” he said, looking over his shoulder as he closed the box. “Not every Herrari is red. This is actually shade number FF2800,” he said, making her giggle under her breath. Of course he’d memorized the exact color number.

“Well, shade number FF2800 looks absolutely gorgeous. Can we get in now?” she laughed, seeing his eyes crinkle with his grin.

“Please,” he said, unlocking both doors with the click of a button. She pulled the handle, the smell of leather immediately filling her senses. She slipped into the car, admiring the all-black, spotless interior before glancing over at him.

“Think the inside is pretty too?” he asked, placing one hand on the wheel. She nodded, smirking a little.

“Just like you,” she teased, reaching over to poke his cheek before he snickered.

“My hair isn’t quite the right shade for me to pass as a Herrari though,” he replied, adjusting his seat a little and checking his mirrors. She could have sworn she saw a slight blush move into his cheeks, but he turned to look at her again, pulling her attention away.

“Did your research show you this little detail?” he asked, his eyes shining excitedly. Her jaw dropped as he pushed a button, the top of the car lifting from above them. Maybe she’d seen the word convertible when she’d searched the internet, but it was a pleasant surprise either way. She let out a giddy breath as she watched the car work its magic, knowing that his eyes were watching her carefully.

“We should go before we miss the sunset,” he said, placing the keys in the ignition. He winked at her once before he started the car up, making her heart race as the engine purred to life.

He carefully maneuvered the car out of the garage, navigating the dirt road that led away from his secluded house at a snail’s pace.

“Seven…” she spoke, glancing around.

“Hmm?” he hummed, two hands tight on the wheel. She stared at him incredulously.

“Are you...gonna go?” she asked, meeting his wide-blown eyes when he looked at her.

“If I scratch even an atom of paint off this car, I will personally send myself to hell,” he spoke intensely, an uncontrollable giggle bubbling up from her throat. He looked glanced between her and the road a few times before letting his own laugh out.

“I’m serious!” he told her, making her shake her head.

“There’s nothing even around here!” she disputed, watching him lean back a little.

“That’s how I like it,” he said, making her roll her eyes. She took a second to put on her seatbelt, watching him out of the corner of her eye. She’d heard someone mention before that his muscles were very visible when he drove, but she had no idea that it would be so distracting.

Seven caught her looking, a smirk slipping onto his lips before she spoke up out of embarrassment.

“Can’t this car do like zero to sixty in 3 seconds or something?” she said quickly, glancing away to hide the heat growing in her face. Luckily, since the top was down, there was a cool breeze blowing lightly across her cheeks to cool her off.

“Maybe,” he said, dragging the last vowel out. She shot a look towards him, propping her elbow up on the car door.

“For all the bragging you do, I’m not seeing a whole lot of magic happening,” she teased, hearing him blow a raspberry at her. She turned back to him, seeing him glaring at the road ahead.

“Patience, patience,” he sang out. She watched him, thinking for a second that she was annoying him after a long day of work. But when he met her gaze, the warm smile and glow in his eyes proved her wrong.

After a few more minutes of careful driving, they made it out onto a paved road, and her heart pumped excitedly. She sat up a little, her smile uncontrollable. If the car already sounded amazing when they were going so slow, she couldn’t wait for what it sounded like at higher speeds.

“There’s a long stretch of freeway nearby if you can wait that long,” he chuckled, his posture relaxing slightly. “You’re so cute,” he nearly whispered, but she caught it. Her already-pounding heart leapt into her throat, her eyes glued to him as the wind tousled his hair.

“What?” she asked, hoping she hadn’t misheard him. He paled, keeping his eyes on the road.

“N-nothing,” he said, making the knot in her stomach tighten. It was adorably typical that he denied little comments he made under his breath like that. She wondered if he actually meant them.

She leaned back in her seat, biting her lip to suppress her growing smile.

Soon enough, they pulled onto the ramp that led to the freeway, her eyes moving to him excitedly.

“Got your seatbelt on?” he asked, absentmindedly testing his own seatbelt.

“Of course,” she chuckled, glancing around to see that there were almost no cars on the road with them. “Why--” She couldn’t finish her question, the wind being knocked from her as he slammed on the accelerator. The car was pushed forward with a speed she’d never felt before, her stomach flipping. A loud squeal rang out as the tires spun against the pavement, and then the loud roar of the engine followed. The once gentle breeze became a fierce, cold wind that brought tears to her eyes and pinched at her cheeks.

She couldn’t help the elated scream that came from her throat, hearing his delighted laughter when her voice gave out. Her eyes bugged when she moved them to look at their current speed, her laughter getting lost among his and the wind as the road blurred in front of her.

Seven put on the brakes after another few moments, getting them down to a comfortable (and legal) speed. She was still laughing when pulled over, her breaths shallow and shaky.

“How was that?” he asked. She was able to hear the grin in his voice before she looked over at him. When she turned to see, the setting sunlight hit him in just the right way, making her stomach flip all over again. He was smiling so warmly, looking so carefree and happy, and that was all she could ever want for him.

Leaning over, she cupped his face with one hand, pressing a breathless kiss to his cheek. When she pulled back, he was bright red, his eyes locked on her and as wide as ever. She could only smile at him, her own cheeks flushing pink. But she didn’t care.

She flopped back in her seat, breathing out and feeling lightheaded. But she turned her smile to him once more, meeting his gaze boldly.

“Again?”

~~~~~

Sebun

He doesn’t have to be venomous for her to be nervous initially

Snakes are not seen very highly in society, so Sebun ends up becoming the protective one

She’s normally very quiet and polite, but she can tear someone down when pushed far enough

She’s always embarrassed by any outbursts

Els

You used to scare her back in the day, but she got over it 

She doesn’t really care about your species, and therefor your lack of venom isn’t a problem for her

She’s pretty quiet, but when she gets mad she can have outbursts. Whenever she does, she almost collapses for the emotions

Bill and the other drama kids get involved. They’re their own form of a family, and you’re their family by extension

Haru

Haru is full of fire and brimstone, I hope you know what you’re getting into

Haru Stands up for you, without question. She has no regard for her own well being, and any other reptile that wants to go “toe” to toe, she’s willing to throw down

Haru looks out for you, even if she doesn’t look out for herself. She understands the trials of being an outsider, and relates.

Sebun nervously straightened her blouse, fluffing her wool once more time. She shouldn’t have agreed to go on a blind date. Her friend from college had convinced her, but she really wasn’t looking forward to it. Her nerves were fried. After working all week, being treated like a stress ball, and being belittled despite her intelligence, she just wanted to stay home and watch trashy movies while drowning her sorrows in a pint of ice cream. 

She left her apartment, and her neighbor Legoshi promised to text her later to make sure she was okay. He was a good kid, despite his mangled appearance. Senbun wished all carnivores, hell, males in general, could be like him. She got to the restaurant, and waited a good fifteen minutes for a posh Cheetah to acknowledge her. He kept attending to the other, more impressive looking guests. When he finally  got to her, she was lead unceremoniously to her table to where her blind date was waiting. 

Her stomach dropped, and she tried not to show it. Another cheetah. 

Come on Senbun, don’t be rude!

She mentally tried to bolster herself, and gave a small smile. He got up to offer her chair to her, and even helped her hop into it. It was a bit to tall for her, and her dainty feet didn’t even reach the ground. 

“Thank you! How are you this evening,” She tried to keep the customer service voice from leaking into her question.

“Well, and yourself?” He seemed nice. He was put together. His clothing was all proper and without wrinkles, and he had no malice or disappointment in his eyes after discovering her to be a sheep. 

“I’m doing well,” She smiled, but didn’t fully relax. She couldn’t help it. He was a carnivore, and she was an herbivore. Maybe she was a bit jaded from work, but it was hard to trust just any carnivore. Still, he made for good conversation. 

Sebun ordered her food and chatted with the male.  Turns out he also worked at a sportwear company. Sebun immediately got excited. She was a small female sheep, but she loved sports and designs, even if an animal like her wasn’t often allowed to play seriously. He listened while she chatted about designs, about how her neighbor kid Legoshi was self conscious about bright designs thanks to being a carnivore. He even provided some opinions. 

“Where do you work now?” He asked, now happily eating his food. Sebun stopped eating hers, face falling for a fraction of a second. She quickly corrected herself, forcing a practiced smile that she had perfected back as a young girl. Who knew that was one of the most important skills she would have learned as a child.?

“Ah, Metal Mouse,” The cheetah stopped, eyes narrowing. She wondered if he was angry that she worked for a rival company. She kept the practiced smile on, avoiding direct eye contact. She would not become a target. Her mother used to tell her to avoid direct eye contact with a carnivore, or they’d lock onto you and would take no time turning you into a meal. 

“Why are you smiling like that?” 

Huh?

“Like what?” He gave her a skeptical look, and suddenly her food was very interesting. 

“That fake smile. It’s different from the one you had earlier when you were talking about your designs and ideas,” Sebun folded her hands in her lap, ashamed. 

“Ah work has been difficult,” She tried to play it off, but his golden-brown eyes seemed to see right through her. 

“How so,” He carefully crossed his arms, and tilted his head slightly. In her peripheral vision, she could see his tail slowly sway back and forth. Even so, he didn’t seem scary. 

“Ah well...My boss takes me with him to big business meetings, and I’m there to help them..de-stress,” His brows shot up and she quickly waved her hands, realizing how that might have sounded. “They pet my wool! Honestly, it would be cheaper for them to buy a stuffed toy than pay me to let top investors pet my wool,” She gripped the fabric of her skirt, suddenly unable to stop herself. 

“Sebun-,” She couldn’t help but cut him off. She didn’t even really hear him. All she could hear was the roar of blood in her ears, and her own heartbeat. 

“I’ve worked there for years, struggled with the fact that most my supposed equals are carnivores, struggled just to be treated seriously because I’m a small herbivore! Then, when I finally feel like I’m an equal, they take me away from my job to sit and play stress-ball for a bunch of animal who don’t even know my name! I have an amazing name! Instead they call me Lamb-chan, like I’m nothing more than my species. It’s demeaning,” She finished, rage leaving as quickly as it came. She suddenly felt shamed, though she noticed her waitress from across the way seemed to agree by the nod of her head.

“Sebun...” Her dates face softened. 

“I’m so sorry y/n!” Sebun suddenly felt like running. She was so embarrassed! She shouldn’t have lost her temper like that.

“Don’t be,” He offered her the cloth napkin he hadn’t used, she hadn’t realized she had gotten teary eyed. 

“Thank you,” She carefully dabbed her eyes. 

“..Sebun, why don’t you apply to our company? I think your ideas are really great, and it’s nice that you have an inside look to young carnivores and other animals thanks to your apartment. You seem to have a wide range of knowledge, and the willingness to actually talk with your target audience. They’re really undervaluing your skills, and using you as stress relief? That sounds like ground for some sort of lawsuit,” He began speaking in a calm voice, but she could see his fur bristle as he continued talking. She even heard a low rumble of a growl towards the end.

“I couldn’t, I already ruined our date and I don't want to be any more of nuisance,” He shook his head.

“Please? I think you’d do well. I promise we’d keep everything professional,” Sebun took a moment.

“Only if you look at my portfolio and take me seriously!” She gave him a determined look. He just had small smile and laugh, and she smiled back. For the first time in a while, Sebun felt hope.

“Now that that’s over, can we get desert? I hear the sweets here are amazing,” Now it was his turn to be excited. 

By the end of the night she learned cheetahs could purr.

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The next week she submitted her resume to the company. She came in for an interview, and when she walked in the building, she saw her date. Or at least, the picture of her date. He was in a suit, and the golden label under the picture was his name...and C.E.O.

Els

F-L-U-S-T-E-R-E-D!!

Covers her face with her hands, and starts talking to herself

“Are you saying you’re taking me over?”

You’re her world too, don’t let her flustered nerves 

Els buries her face in your chest, saying something how you’re her whole world too

Sebun

Blinks a few times and stares at you

“A...are you sure?”

Sebun makes a determined face and pins you (to the wall or seat, wherever) 

Intense gaze that makes her seem five times bigger than she is