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undercover707 · 6 months
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rfaromance · 1 year
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kissing Saeyoung's hands!!!
"It doesn't even hurt!"
"Please don't fuss over this!"
"I'm telling you, honey butter, I'm fine!"
Saeyoung's protests fell on deaf ears as you dragged him to the bathroom, where the lighting was better. You didn't care what he had to say; the cut on his hand looked nasty, and you weren't going to risk letting anything happen to your lover.
"Look, it's not even bleeding anymore!"
You snorted as you pushed him against the countertop. "Sit," you ordered, and with a grumble Saeyoung obediently plopped himself on the counter. "It is still bleeding!" you wailed in dismay, as you held his hand up to the light.
"So you can hear me."
"Saeyoung Choi!"
Hastily you dug out first aid supplies from the cabinet. As you searched for bandages and ointments, you could spot a dark hoodie shuffling out of the corner of your eye. "Don't even think about leaving," you snapped. "You are getting patched up here and now!"
The shuffling stopped.
Heaving a huge sigh, you returned to Saeyoung with supplies in tow. Carefully you reached past him to turn on the faucet, soaking and soaping a washcloth. You then turned back to Saeyoung and gently grabbed his injured hand. He didn't resist you this time, but rather tutted dramatically as you began to dab at the wound.
"Saeyoung... how in the world did you manage this?"
"One of my babies is in her rebellious teen phase."
"You mean there could be OIL in here, and you weren't going to let me clean it?" The horror and exasperation in your voice were powerful enough to make him wince.
"It's really not a big deal," he began, but you firmly squeezed his hand to shut him up.
After you'd wiped off the dry blood, you were able to see his injury clearly for the first time. A gash on the side of his hand, running from the bottom of his pinky finger to the top of his wrist. "This is the length of your palm," you fretted.
"Couldn't even tell."
His tone was different, somehow. He'd stopped arguing but also was acting less blasé. Now he just sounded... tired. Resigned. Hollow.
"It really doesn't hurt?" you asked softly. Carefully you put the washcloth in the sink, and you reached out to get the antibiotic ointment. "It didn't even sting when I washed it?"
"Not even a tickle."
You didn't want to believe him, but as you spread the ointment over his injury, he didn't flinch once. You gave his palm an experimental squeeze, wondering if he'd react. "Shoot!"
The pressure had opened the cut once again.
"I felt that," Saeyoung commented as you grabbed the washcloth again to dab at the edges of the wound. "It just... felt no different than picking up a shoe or opening a doorknob."
You reapplied the antibiotic that you had wiped off, furrowing your brow as thoughts raced around in circles in your head. Had his fingers always been this calloused? Had his knuckles always been covered with this many old, faded scars? Had his fingers, thin as they are, always been this muscular? Your own hands suddenly felt so feeble, so flimsy, as you began winding gauze around his hand, over and over.
"I can't afford to feel too much pain," was all he offered in explanation. "Not the way I've lived.
"Hands like mine don't deserve tender care from someone like you."
Having just put on the last stretch of bandages, you looked up at him with sorrow in your eyes. Much to your dismay, he was looking up at the ceiling, perhaps unable to meet your gaze.
You didn't know the full extent of the things that he had done to keep himself and Saeran alive; you didn't particularly care. All that mattered was that you knew he undertook those actions and made those choices in the name of love. He was a good person.
He had stopped trying to push you away, so why did he have to talk as if he was still damning himself? Did he plan to live the remainder of his life joyfully, but then spend his afterlife in flames? You didn't quite know or understand his feelings on that matter.
But you did know you loved him, and that he deserved every reminder you could give him.
"Your hands can't feel anything anymore?" you murmured, the lilt in your voice clearly prompting him for an answer.
"If only."
The detached, distant expression on Saeyoung's face immediately melted away, replaced by one of awe, caution, fear, and wonder, as your lips began to peck at each and every one of his knuckles. Then his fingertips. Then his (bandaged) palm. You even nudged the injured side of his hand with your nose, gently so as not to aggravate the wound. "Nothing at all?"
His tearful golden eyes met yours directly as he whispered, "Maybe there's something after all."
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marshmallowprotection · 6 months
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SAEYOUNG'S ARMS ALWAYS GOT ME WEAAAKKK THEYRE COMFORTING AND ATTRACTIVE
HE HAS TO COVER THEM UP CUS IM GONNA
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Every Saeyoung MC has one collective braincell and it only knows to look at his arms. I can't blame y'all. His arms were made to hold and keep you safe.
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allyheart707 · 4 months
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I HAVE SOMETHING FOR YOU BEHOLD LETTERS
I. SCREAMED. SO. LOUD.
THIS IS SO CUTE.
OH MY GOSH.
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spacexseven · 1 year
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So about 707... What kind of yandere do you think he'd be?
cw: yandere themes, stalking
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definitely the type to literally worship his darling. like, he has a whole shrine for them, and that's even before they actually meet.
he totally starts off as a stalker, feeling like they would never actually want to be w him or like him, but eventually, he feels a little less inadequate. he'd use his work as an excuse as to why darling has to be careful about making friends and tries to convince them to become friends w someone like vanderwood, who he trusts. definitely suggests just running away and going off-grid together w darling, is really like 'all i need it you'. believes darling is too good for him (and everyone else) which is why he's fixated on isolating them so much. if they happen to be around the same area, he's definitely disguising himself to try and approach them, or he starts texting them online as 707, far too nervous to let them meet the real him just yet. speaking off, i think he'd purposely place a phone/download an app into your phone so you can talk to him (and its easier for him to spy on you) ^^
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ask-sevenjuzen · 9 months
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What do you all think of each other?
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>> Juju didn't want to answer... BUT HE LOVES US!
DEFENDER OF JUSTICE, 707, SIGNING OUT
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medu707 · 10 months
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Medu! There are so many fun options in the kiss list but I had to go for 33 + Saeyoung!
Thank you <3
Thank you for asking, Faye!
33. A kiss to a scar, birthmark, injury, or other marking
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In my headcanon, if you ever get hurt in the events of Saeyoung's SE -or during his route-, after everything is alright and everyone is safe somehow, Saeyoung will kiss your scars as a reminder to himself to never let you get hurt again.
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ciaossu-imagines · 5 months
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Hi! This is my first time here and I thought I'd send in a request! Could I please ask for mysme 707 and prompt number 18 from the character meme?
Your character has been working hard for two weeks straight, and its their first night off - without any responsibilities to take care of the next day, with nobody having announced themselves to drop by, basically: the evening is 100% theirs to unwind and relax. What do they do?
Thank you <3 I look forward to seeing what you come up with!
Well hello and welcome to the blog, new reader! I'm really excited you're here and super happy for the request. It was a great and interesting one, so thank you so much for sending it in, especially for a fandom that is so dear to me but isn't amongst the most requested for.
Now, I do think it's super rare for Seven to ever truly get an entire day off, responsibility free, but on the rare occasion he does, it is something he cherishes.
As bad as it sounds, the fact is that Seven is almost always sleep deprived and he's probably going to waste a lot of that evening or day off catching up on the much needed sleep he's been missing out on.
Other than that, I do think that how he spends his day off depends on whereabouts, story wise, we are with Seven. If it's prior to the story events or even early in the story events, I do think that Saeyoung had hobbies he enjoyed indulging in when he did get off time and things he liked to do.
He would definitely make more time to be active in the chat room and there are a few movies and shows that he might take the time to watch, maybe even inviting Yoosung to go with him.
He might also try to go sneak in to visit Elly, as it's proven he's done at least once.
I also do think that, being the car lover he is, that Seven really does find it incredibly relaxing and peaceful to go for long drives, not really with any destination in mind, just him and the open road and the stereo turned on.
Being religious, I could also see him taking the opportunity to properly attend mass or go to confession when he does have the time off.
For some reason, I also see Saeyoung as having hobbies that use his hands, particularly model building or even something like Lego building, and could see him potentially taking the time to indulge in that hobby.
However, if we're after certain parts of the story, and Saeran is actively back in his life, I do see Seven devoting most of his off-time to doing things with Saeran and catching up on all the lost years the two didn't have time together in.
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omelette-boy · 2 years
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Feel free to not do it. For serious. I'm inebriated. but.... Yoosung as best man at Cancun wedding.
Do with this WHATEVER YOU WANT!!
-🐟🧇
I'm sorry this was all I could think of.
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undercover707 · 2 months
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rfaromance · 4 months
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late night drives to see all the christmas lights in the neighborhood + seven
This might have been the first and last time in MC's life that they were willing to wear crocs.
Saeyoung was calling their name and waving them down towards him, urging them to pick up their pace, all the way through the bunker and until he reached the garage. Even after he hopped into one of his cars--a hot red convertible baby--he continued with his sense of urgency.
"Don't you dare honk!" MC tried to sound annoyed, but they could barely suppress their giggles as they flung open the passenger door and hopped into the car seat. "You know Saeran is asleep already!"
That managed to stop Saeyoung in his tracks, his hand hovering in midair just above the steering wheel. "My baby brother needs his rest," he murmured solemnly. "Especially since I programmed a special alarm for Meowy for tomorrow morning."
Although MC was curious to see what kind of "special alarm" that Saeyoung had programmed for Christmas morning, they couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy for the unsuspecting Saeran.
"Is your seat belt on? I may be in a hurry, but safety first!" Saeyoung hummed.
MC sighed as they clicked the seat belt into place. "So you admit you're in a h-- Jesus Christ, Saeyoung!"
They hadn't managed to finish their sentence before Saeyoung revved up the engine and began barreling towards the open garage door. As soon as he had verified his lover's safety, he had continued with his previous breakneck, almost frantic, pace to leave the bunker.
MC was naturally suspicious of this sudden, dramatic change in Saeyoung's demeanor. "Are you going to tell me where we're going?" they prompted as casually as possible.
Saeyoung only replied with a cheeky grin. "Nope!" the redhead purred. "But I must say, you do look amazing in my crocs."
If not for the fact that Saeyoung was driving at a somewhat frightening speed, MC would have smacked him. "I didn't want to go out in pajamas and crocs!" they protested. "You didn't give me any time to change! This is a one time thing, and don't you forget it!"
Saeyoung's disappointed whine almost made MC want to give in and consider wearing the cursed shoes again.
Almost.
After a few moments of near silence, with the only sound being the rumble of the engine as Saeyoung drove through the night, MC ventured to raise the question that had been nagging at the back of their head the entire time. "Hey, honey. Can I ask you a weird question?"
Saeyoung chuckled softly in response. "I'm pretty sure that what's 'weird' for you, isn't very 'weird' to me."
MC snorted. "Pfft, I suppose that's true," they conceded. However, even Saeyoung's light-hearted reply was not enough to ease their nerves. "If you don't mind, then..." they began hesitantly, inhaling sharply as they tried to figure out the most tactful way to word their question. But MC and Saeyoung had promised to be honest with each other going forward, and maybe tact and beating around the bush was not the best approach after all.
"You normally dread leaving the bunker. Why were you in such a hurry to go out tonight?"
Hopefully that was not too blunt.
The pair drove in silence for another moment, except this time MC could not even appreciate the quiet because their heart was pounding violently in their chest and blood was pumping in their ears. Was their partner upset with such a harsh question after all?
A slow, low breath whistled out of Saeyoung's lips. MC braced themselves for a stinging reply, but all Saeyoung said was, "We're almost there."
Finally the car--which was definitely breaking the speed limit for the vast majority of their trip--began to come to a slow roll, easing merrily along the back road that the pair was traveling along.
"You're right," Saeyoung murmured at last. MC turned their head to him curiously, trying to suppress the anxiety rising in their throat as they waited for him to continue. "I hate leaving the bunker. It's not that I don't want to see the world," he explained, "but I know that this world is not safe for someone like me. I have more enemies than I have friends." A harsh laugh. "The count isn't even close."
The car drifted to a standstill, and Saeyoung shifted the gears into "park" before he turned his head to look directly at MC. "But you... you deserve the world. Every inch, every breath, every color, every sound. You deserve to live life to the fullest." His hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, and his knuckles began to turn white. The car was stopped, so... was he just trying to hide how intensely his hands were shaking? "You are my world. I'm happy as long as I have you and Saeran. But... I can't let my fears and my dangers keep you from being happy. And so..."
He gently pressed the gas pedal and the car began rolling forward at a leisurely pace.
"So when you mentioned Christmas lights, I knew I had to take you to see them."
Christmas lights? MC ransacked their brain trying to figure out when they last mentioned them. Of course, they wouldn't deny that they loved Christmas lights; they looked forward to the dazzling displays at homes and around towns all season. But they had only brought them up off-handedly when talking to Saeran one afternoon. They hadn't complained or demanded to see lights; MC had resigned themselves to a year without them, knowing that the twins had to worry about their safety and that Saeran's health was still a big concern.
"You were listening?" MC asked at last, not sure of what else to say.
"606... I'm always keeping my eye on you, like your own personal Santa Claus."
With the tap of a button (a cleverly hidden button in the pocket of Saeyoung's hoodie), the dark path before them burst into color and light. Luminous trees reached into the sky, where crystal-colored snowflakes hung overhead. Presents made of lights in red, pink, and purple were scattered around the sides of the road, and glittering penguins slid down hills made of white LEDs.
"S-Saeyoung..."
"I must say, making a Christmas light show is almost as fun as hacking into foreign government databases! Almost." His warm golden eyes, glowing with love, turned to the awestruck face beside him. "Would you care for a tour of the North Pole of Seoul?" He extended his hand with a dramatic flourish, grinning from ear to ear.
"Have I really been nice enough this year for such a treat, Saeyoung Claus?" MC turned to him with a sheepish smile, trying to joke along but unable to disguise the admiration, humility, and adoration in their voice.
"If you don't make the nice list, then nobody else in the world has a chance."
Hand in hand, the pair set forth to view their own little slice of Christmas magic.
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marshmallowprotection · 7 months
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Saeyoung's resting face is so meow meow he's just there like :3 my ginger kitty
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You ever seen a man with more orange cat energy in your life?
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anas-tasiaa · 10 months
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Saeran: I've never been to a wedding before, so I'm a little nervous and excited at the same time.
707: We’ve come to a tailor to get suited up today, lol.
Saeran: I feel like I'm always getting help from my brother. It's a little embarrassing.
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pastelsapphy · 1 year
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saeyoung had to be drugged for most of RAE AND removed from V's house before fully conscious because as soon as he found out that rika chained up saeran like their mother used to, his reaction would have changed the game's rating. i firmly believe saeyoung could and would rip someone apart with his teeth. V's house would've looked like a rabid tiger attacked
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rfa-may · 9 months
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《Coordinator, My Beloved》
Mystic Messenger x Charlotte, My Beloved (愛しの故)
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ask-sevenjuzen · 10 months
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ASK SEVENJUZEN IS BACK !!
>> Heyaaaa!!!
Go on and send us in asks!! Remember to keep it +16, there are kids watching LOLOLOL
DEFENDER OF JUSTICE, 707, SIGNING OUT
// OOC: it's been forever, hasn't it? but, i'm finally back! same rules as last time apply. won't answer asks that make me uncomfortable, no asks are guaranteed to be answered.
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