Yooran Week Day 7; RFA As Narrators
Hi! This is a few days late, but I really like this! But be warned! This contains spoilers for Sevenâs real name and some stuff from the Secret Endings! Iâm sorry if I overlooked some grammer / proper tense things bc this was written over the span of a few days. As always, feedback and commentary would be greatly appreciated. Enjoy! â¤
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    âHello?â Yoosung banged on the gate of the bunker. He made plans a few days ago to hang out with Saeran, so he was confused to why he wasnât being let inside.
    âYou must say, âMC is a cute, little snuggle muffinâ in Arabic to open the door.â
    Yoosung groaned. Even though Saeyoung has changed since he met MC, heâs still the same dork.
    As soon as he tried to call Saeran, the door opened. âHey, Yoosung. I didnât hear you knocking. Whatâs up?â
    He looked up from his phone to see MC in a light pink apron with Long Cat stretching across the bottom. Probably Saeyoungâs. âI love your choice in fashion, MC.â Yoosung smirked.
    She laughed and then gestured inside. âCome in!â
    They passed the kitchen on the way to the living room. It looked like MC was cooking something.
    MC took off her apron and throws it on the tan couch before sitting down. Yoosung sat on the opposite side.
    He noticed that Saeyoung wasnât here. If he were, he would be showering MC with praise and adoration. Yoosung wouldnât be surprised if he kissed the ground before her feet. Saeran also couldnât be home because he would have met Yoosung at the door.
    âWhere did the twins go to. I made plans with Saeran, but it seems they arenât here.â
    MC sighed. âSaeyoung heard that there was a new ice cream shop was opening on the other side of town today. He told Saeran that they wouldnât be gone long, but Iâm sure theyâll be gone all day. Saeyoung has been complaining about his lack of âbrother bonding time.â Now that he got Saeran out the house, heâs going to do anything he can to stay out with him.â
    âThat explains it. What were you trying to do in the kitchen?â The blonde asked.
    âOh that!â she stood up. âIâve been trying out some Korean recipes! I want to surprise Saeyoung for our anniversary.â
    She left Yoosung to the kitchen. âI want to cook him breakfast in bed, make a picnic, and then a dinner that he wonât forget!â
     âThatâs nice and all, but how much Korean food can you even cook so far?â
    The brunette avoided his gaze. âWell âŚâ
     Yoosung sighed. âThat doesnât sound too good.â
    âYeah, well. Iâve been trying to make omurice, but Iâm not too good at it.â
    Yoosung beamed. âWell! Good thing Iâm here! Iâm the best at making omurice! My mom taught me how to make it, and her recipe is the best!â
    âOh? Someoneâs getting cocky.â MC laughed. âThatâs not how I remember your omurice that you cooked when I first joined the RFA.â
    âAhh. Well, that day was a flop. Iâm normally much better at making it!â The blonde stammered in an attempt to explain.
    MC sighed. âWell, at least you know how to make it. Thatâs better than me right now. Since youâre here, you might as well help me!â
    âFine, but only since Saeyoung messed up my plans.â
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    The two resume their previous places on the couch after two hours and several recipes later.
    âSo how was that?â MC asked Yoosung.
    âYou improved a lot since we started, and I think youâll give Saeyoung a day heâll never forget. Just the fact that you were trying so hard to do something for him will mean everything.â Yoosung paused. âIf you do anything for either of them, it means the world to them.â
    MC nodded thoughtfully. âYeah. Heâs so different from when I first met him.â
    âSev-â Yoosing cut himself off. âSaeyoung would be so flamboyant and energetic in the chatroom, but in person, his eyes looked glassy, smile forced. When I look at him now, heâs just so free. So happy.â
    Yoosung turned to MC. âItâs because of you. You changed him.â
    They both paused in a comfortable silence.
    âYou know,â MC said, voice filling the quiet room. âYouâve also changed Saeran. Iâve never seen him so happy!â
    âIâm glad. He deserves to be happy.â
    âSo. How does it feel that you might eventually semi-related to me? What is the husband of your brother-in-law called, anyway?â Her eyes were so bright. Hopeful and full of love.
    âIâm sure itâs too early to think of that.â Yoosung answered slowly, even though he had, in fact, thought about that so many times.
    âPshhhh! Iâm sure youâve thought about it so many times! You canât fool me, little boy!â
    Yoosung laughed. âHa! You got me. In all honesty, youâd be the best semi-related person.â
    âYou two just compliment each other so well! Even though Saeyoung will never tell you or his brother, he actually really likes you two together.â
     Yoosung raised an eyebrow. âDoes that mean that he writes secret fanfiction about us?â
    âOf course! He even has a shrine dedicated to you guysâ relationship. Heâs like a proud mom.â MC played along.
    They once again fell into a comfortable silence, and once again, it was broken by MC.
    âAll jokes aside, heâs been really supportive of you and Saeran. When Saeyoung broke Saeran out of the hospital, he was scared that he would never be happy again. But weâre here, with him happy as can be.â
    Yoosung smiled. âThat really puts my heart at ease. Iâm really happy that Iâm making Saeyoung happy by making Saeran happy. They deserve all the happiness in the world.â
    Yoosung really meant it. After all the twins have been through, all the years of uncertainty and fogginess, they deserve to live as if nothing matters. As if sadness doesnât exist.
    âCome on. Weâve had enough of a break. Letâs go clean up the kitchen in case they get home earlier than I thought.â
    âDo I have to? Itâs your kitchen.â Yoosung smirked.
    âHmph. What would your mom say to that, little boy Yoosung?â
    âFair point.â He said dejectedly. âAnd stop making those little boy jokes! Iâm not even that much younger than you!â
    âDoesnât matter. Youâre still the little boy of the RFA.â
    âLetâs just get cleaning. You got stuff everywhere.â
    âNot true! I only got stuff in some places! The kitchen isnât that bad,â MC huffed.
    âLetâs just do it.â
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    âHoney, Iâm home~â Yoosung could hear Saeyoung sing song voice over the chick flick he and MC were watching.
    âDo you need to do that every time you come home? You even say it when MC isnât even here!â Yoosung could hear Saeranâs exasperated tone, a bit closer now.
    âYou see, dear brother, I would never want to sneak up on my precious MC, so I must always make my presence known!â
    âThatâs a really dumb reason, you know.â
    The twins finally made it to the living room.
    âWhat is this?!â Saeyoung exclaimed in mock hurt. âMy dear wife spending time with another man without my knowledge!â
    Saeran sighed. âYouâre too much, sometimes. Go sit down!â And then to Yoosung he said âHey, babe. I didnât know you would still be here.â
    Yoosung smiled widely. âI came to pick you up this morning, but when you werenât here, I just hung out with MC. How was your âbrother bonding timeâ?â
    Saeran glanced over to his brother, who was giving MC all the attention of a lovesick puppy. âDespite being practically kidnapped, I had a good time.â
    Saeyoung looked to Saeran. âI said we were gonna go to the new ice cream place, but I never said we would go straight there! Iâve done nothing wrong, right MC?â
    The brunette just laughed. âAlright, sweetie. Besides, you gave me some time to hang out with Yoosung. Itâs been forever since itâs been just the two of us!â
    âYouâre right. It has been a little bit, hasnât it?â
    Saeran pulled Yoosung into the front hallway. âThe movie we were gonna see has an afternoon screening. If we leave now, weâll be able to make it.â
    âWhatever you say, babe.â
    âBye, guys!â Saeran yells over his shoulder as they walk out.
    âHave fun, you two!â MC yelled back.
    âNo, wait! I didnât get any hugs! Little br-â Saeyoungâs voice was cut off as the sound proof gate closed.



















