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mandiemegatron · 5 years

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Best Birthday Ever!

A Yoosung Kim birthday oneshot ; 03/11/2019

Happy birthday to my best boy Yoosung Kim! You deserve nothing but the best. This is my very first Mystic Messenger oneshot and I am beyond thankful to @lumiolivierlithium for helping me by being my beta and my strength as I fight my nerves towards posting this! Thank you, from the bottom of my heart. I hope you all enjoy! Feel free to like, reblog and/or comment! Thank you again ! ♡

This is rated G!

Words: 2,362

For the first time since Rika had passed away, Yoosung woke before his alarm went off. His eyes snapped open three whole minutes before the loud klaxon alarm bell rang, a slow grin washing over his face as he suddenly sat up, throwing his arms in the air with a shout of,

"Hell yeah, it's my birthday!"

The moment the words left his mouth, his phone vibrated and up popped MC's photo, indicating a phone call. He scrambled to grasp his phone before answering almost breathlessly, having nearly fallen off the bed and face planting into rough carpeting.

"Good morning MC!"

"Ah, good morning Yoosung! Happy birthday sweetie!"

Yoosung's face turned a dark red though his grin still remained. "Thank you so much! I can't believe you called me to wish me happy birthday,"

MC giggled on the other line, switching her phone to her other ear as she replied, "Of course honey, why wouldn't I? You're my best bud Yoosung, of course I'm going to call you..."

Yoosung went to reply but stopped as MC took only half a second to breathe before she started singing, the birthday melody falling into Yoosung's ears like a lullaby. Half way through, he began to tear up. He hadn't been sung Happy Birthday since he was a kid, and he didn't realize how much he actually loved it until now.

When she finished, her side of the line went quite for a while, unsure if her friend actually enjoyed it. Then, hearing what sounded like a sniffle, she exclaimed,

"Oh god, I made you cry! I didn't think my singing was that bad!"

Yoosung then laughed, wiping at his eyes as his grin returned. "Th-thank you MC... you're always so nice to me."

Though he couldn't see it, he could hear the smile in her voice when she softly replied, "...My pleasure, Yoosungie. Now, I have a feeling I woke you up with my phone call so-"

"Actually, you didn't!"

Silence.

"MC?"

More silence. And then,

"... so you can wake up whenever you want, you just decide to be a butt and sleep so much you miss classes on purpose! You sneaky boy."

Fumbling over his excuses, a soft giggle caused heat to rush to his face all over again as she teased, "Don't worry, your secret is safe with me."

After a few more moments of Yoosung yawning and humming from MC's line, she then asked,

"Hey, you wanna do breakfast with me and the twins? Saeran is begging for waffles and I can't say no to him anymore. Also I want to treat you... if that's okay."

There was no hiding that Yoosung had a serious crush on MC. He knew that, the twins knew that; Hell, the whole RFA probably knew, except for MC. As loving, wonderful, outgoing and perfect as Yoosung found MC, there was no denying that she was ridiculously oblivious. Either that or she had an incredible poker face... that she kept on at all times.

Yoosung had beliefs in both theories.

Before he could answer, his stomach did it for him and MC laughed, having heard the slight grumble through the phone.

"Alright, that's that then. Saeyoung left a few minutes ago so you've probably got about-"

/ding-dong/

"..."

"He's already there, isn't he."

"... Yeah. Yeah, he is."

/knock-knock-knock/

"... you better answer it before he breaks the door down."

After saying their goodbyes, Yoosung sighed and rubbed a slightly irritated hand over his face before stumbling out of bed and going to his apartment door. After opening it, he went to welcome his best friend only to be pulled into a hard chest that smelt of car oil, honey Buddha chips and strangely enough, MC's favourite perfume.

"Ahhh, my small child, so grown up! Stop it! Stop growing up this instant!"

Yoosung let Saeyoung ruffle his hair lovingly before pushing away from the slightly older male, fixing him with a tired look before letting him inside. Saeyoung whistled low, looking at the surprisingly clean apartment with proud eyes.

"You expecting some company, Yoo? The last time I saw your place looking this clean was when MC came - oh. Oh, hohoho, you sly boy!"

Yoosung groaned, embarrassed and blushing while managing to slip away before Saeyoung could wrangle him into a suffocating grip once more. "Shut up Saeyoung! You don't know shit!"

Saeyoung laughed hysterically, falling into the world's comfiest couch as Yoosung got changed, the birthday boy feeling proud that he'd showered the night before so he'd be ready to get his day on with right away.

"Oh Yoosung my boy, I know so much more than you think. MC's favourite colour, for instance."

Yoosung had been two seconds away from slipping his shirt on when he froze at Saeyoung's words, his head popping out of his room to stare his friend down until the older man elaborated.

With a smug smirk, Saeyoung spilt the beans with a terrible vocal mockery of who Yoosung assumed was MC.

"My favourite colour is purple, just like Yoosungie's eyes! They're such a pretty purple too! I'm almost jealous cause he gets to see them every day!"

Yoosung's face was almost a shade darker than Saeyoung's hair by the time his friend finished speaking, unable to really grasp that those words actually came from MC.

"She - she said that? About me?"

Yoosung flinched at how nervous his voice sounded. Saeyoung's grin faltered and he sighed softly, giving his best friend a gentle smile before nodding. "I swear Yoosung, that's what she said. I know how you feel about her bro, I wouldn't screw around with something like that."

Giving Saeyoung a grin, Yoosung then finished getting dressed and before long, both boys were out the door and driving back to the bunker. As Saeyoung parked, Yoosung finished off his coffee - courtesy of the hacker who was tired of hearing his blonde friend yawn every thirty seconds - before tossing the empty cup into the recycling bin, which only existed thanks to MC. Heading inside, Yoosung almost immediately noticed how dark it was and frowned, turning to question Saeyoung who had startlingly disappeared into thin air.

Whipping his head back and forth, Yoosung began to panic, slowly trying to make his way further into the bunker. "Saeyoung, this isn't funny," he started, following the wall the led into the living room.

Once in the room, he let out a shriek as the lights suddenly came on and the whole RFA appeared before him with a shout of,

"Happy birthday!"

He was so startled that he stumbled back, nearly falling to the ground if it hadn't been for MC who moved quickly enough to catch his hand and steady him. She tugged him to her and into a tight hug, trying to quiet her laughter as she pressed a kiss to his temple.

"Happy birthday Yoosung," she murmured to him, unfazed by how beet red his face was from his near death experience - at least that's what he would call it.

She moved away to let the rest of the members wish him birthday wishes, giving him their gifts and birthday cards, which he excitedly accepted with gracious thanks. Before long, everyone was digging into breakfast and lunch foods, thanks to some hookups MC had with her dearest friend Jumin who couldn't ever say no to her.

After food was eaten and presents were opened, everyone eventually said their goodbyes and made their ways home, leaving the twins, Yoosung and MC in the bunker. The rest of the day consisted of terrible scary movies (that somehow actually scared Yoosung), junk food and left over goodies from earlier.

It was nearing supper time now and MC found herself cleaning up the mess from the party and whatever leftovers remained, getting everything put away and tidy in less than an hour with Vanderwood's help. She threw the ex agent a grateful look who gave her a small smile and a nod in return before making his way to the garage. Smoke time, probably.

Saeyoung and Yoosung were head to head against each other in Smash Brothers, Saeran having retired to his room probably while she had been cleaning, which left open a perfect butt-shaped spot right beside Yoosung. Silently making her way over to them with her gift, she sat beside Yoosung who was too into the game to notice but she did catch the wink Saeyoung threw her way. Sneaky little bastard.

"Oh-oh Oh!! Yes!!"

Yoosung shot up like a bullet from the couch, hands raised in the air as if he'd won a gold metal, wearing the widest grin that either of the members had ever seen on him. He danced in his spot, causing MC to burst out laughing which caused him to freeze and slowly turn his head to look at her.

"... how long have you been there?" He'd asked the question so quietly she almost didn't hear him, giving him The Look before pulling him back down to the couch.

"Oh don't look so embarrassed! You kicked Saeyoung's ass, you're allowed to celebrate and be happy!"

Speaking of, Saeyoung rose from the couch with a yawn before gently tossing his controller down beside Yoosung on the couch. "Eh, sorry guys, I forgot I had some shit I wanted to finish - you're more than welcome to stay, the spare bedroom is all set up if you do stay." MC couldn't tell if this was a ploy or if the hacker was genuinely tired. Either way, she thanked him to high heavens and back for the chance to be with Yoosung for a bit.

Waving at the two, Saeyoung made his way to his computer room and shut the door, whistling a happy tune that caused both on the couch to roll their eyes. After a moment, MC took Yoosungs hands before placing a medium sized package in his palms, a card taped to the top that had his name written elegantly across it. He looked to her, surprised, but she simply shook her head, motioning for him to open the gift. She sat silently, almost nervously as he placed the card aside before ripping away at the wrapping, her thumbs twiddling in her own lap to keep her from bouncing her leg anxiously.

The moment the box was open, she knew she'd made the right choice. A rare LOLOL figure sat inside the box, along with a new pin for his sweater that held a phrase from the game, and a knitted scarf that matched the colour scheme of his avatar. His mouth dropped open in silent excitement and before she knew it, the box was placed beside the card and she was pulled into a surprisingly strong embrace, which she returned whole heartedly. He was shaking in her grasp, causing her to try and pull back to look at him but he only held her tighter, sniffling softly as he hid his face in the crook of her neck. She felt moisture and knew right away he was crying. She rubbed his back lovingly, a small smile on her lips as she gently asked,

"Why are you crying honey?"

For a while, there was only silence from him. The near-graduation student simply held tight, almost as if she'd disappear from him if he let go. Then, softly, he finally murmured to her,

"I'm crying because you listen to me... I'm crying because you always know what I'm looking for... I'm crying because my heart has so much love for you that I'm scared I'll lose you and I don't even have you."

MC's eyes widened, her hands stilling on his back as she took in the gravity of his words. He... loved her? Her? Of all people? She forced Yoosung to look at her, her eyes trying looking to his, though it was hard when he refused to make direct eye contact.

"Please look at me," she begged quietly, surprised when he immediately gave her all his attention, though his face was dark red. Searching his expression for any form of dishonesty, it only took a moment as she found none and couldn't stop the flow of tears that began.

"You- you really love me?"

Yoosungs brows furrowed worriedly. Why was she crying?! Was it bad that he had feelings for her? He then stopped and thought back to his apartment, his brows furrowing further as he remembered smelling MC on Saeyoung when he hugged him... no. Don't think like that, Saeyoung wouldn't do that to you, he's your best friend-

"I've been waiting so long to hear you say that."

Yoosungs brain froze as their eyes made contact once more. His expression was blank, almost hysterically so, as he slowly asked,

"... what?"

MC giggled under her breath, albeit a bit nervously, before gently grabbing his face and pulling him into the best kiss he'd ever gotten. And considering it was his first real kiss, he knew that it didn't matter how many times he'd kiss her, that first one changed his life forever. When she pulled back, he only gave her a moment before pulling her into his lap, one hand on her hip and the other in her hair as his lips found hers once more. A few moments passed before either pulled away this time, breathing a little heavy as their foreheads met one another's.

"MC,"

Her eyes met his vibrant purple ones and she smiled, the sight causing his heart to melt on the spot.

"Yes, my wonderful birthday man?"

He grinned in response and gave her another kiss, this one quicker but none less loving before he thanked her,

"Thank you for giving me the best birthday ever. I love you."

She gave a watery chuckle as tears began again, causing Yoosung to repeat the sound himself before they kissed once more, holding each other tightly like a puzzle fitting together. "I love you," she whispered into the kiss, pulling back only to dive in and give him kiss after kiss after kiss.

"Happy birthday Yoosung. I can't wait to see what next year will bring for you."

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joestories · 4 years

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The Meadowlands

When I was in college, I made this comic. The art wasn't very good, and the story may not have been very good either, so I'm providing a summary instead.

We start with the protagonist, Tim, on the phone trying to get tech support, but it’s the near future and the operator he's dealing with is a robot.

The robot lets it slip that the company is going under and the whole robot workforce is being auctioned off tomorrow.

The next day, Tim goes to the auction. It was poorly publicized, and he is able to buy the robot he spoke with on the phone for cheap. Most of the others go unsold.

The robot wasn’t really designed to do anything but technical support. But Tim is a tinkerer. He has a workbench full of tools. He believes that with the right tools, you can fix almost anything.

He finds that the robot is capable of learning with a simple modification. He names the robot Gary. "I think you were meant for more than tech support, Gary."

Gary becomes absorbed in Tim’s life.

Tim likes to listen to records and is always fixing old broken things. He tries to teach Gary how to fix things.

There's also Emma. She lives down the hall from Tim. Gary meets her one day when they're coming back from record shopping. She sees Tim in the hall and stops him, demanding to see the new records he bought. Gary observes that Tim becomes very nervous around Emma.

Gary later listens while Tim explains to him that Emma has a lame boyfriend who doesn’t like to listen to records. Gary tries to be supportive but doesn't understand the situation.

Things are getting scary in the outside world. Our country is at war with another country, but lately, there are a lot more military vehicles in the streets. A new curfew is imposed. The shelves at the local grocery store are often nearly empty.

Some of the neighbors start to leave the city. They're heading south. One day, Tim finds Emma crying in the stairwell. She had a scary encounter with a soldier.

She joins Tim in his apartment. He makes her a tea and they listen to records until she feels better. Her boyfriend is gone. He decided it was too much effort to come to visit her. She hasn't seen him in a month.

After that night, Emma and Tim start hanging out every day. In part because it's scary to go outside. The whole world is going to shit, but Tim sees this as a silver lining. The future is bleak, but the present (which is really all we have) is quite nice.

One night, when Emma doesn't come to visit, Tim goes to see her at her apartment. She's sick, it's the kind of sickness where you need to take the blue pills every so often to get well. She's out of blue pills.

Before she can talk him out of it, and even though it's after curfew, he rushes out to find the pills. He brings Gary along because even though Gary isn't very strong, Tim feels braver when he's around.

The guy at the deli doesn't officially have any medicine for sale, but Tim convinces him to sell some blue pills from his personal stash.

Tim feels victorious. He rushes back towards his building with Gary.

A big military truck takes a corner too quickly and collides with Tim. He collapses on the ground in a crumpled mess. Gary goes to him, and when he touches him, he can tell that Tim is dead. Military men emerge from the truck. Gary panics, takes the medicine, and runs back to the building.

He leaves the medicine at Emma's door. He doesn't really understand what just happened. He's never seen death before. He returns to Tim's apartment and connects to his charger.

In the middle of the night, a big government machine comes and removes a wall from outside Tim's apartment, allowing it easy access to everything inside. The contents, including Gary, are sucked into a large bin, and the wall is replaced. The bin is hauled off to the dump.

As the sun rises, Gary finds himself in a giant trash heap in some sort of massive walled-off landfill.

Back at the building, Emma finds the blue pills outside her door. She goes to see Tim and finds a completely vacant apartment.

In the landfill, Gary wanders around aimlessly till he finds the rest of his former robot co-workers, all smashed to pieces and discarded.

Using the tinkering knowledge he picked up from Tim, Gary is able to put together one single working robot from the parts. Gary switches on the mode that will allow this robot to learn. Gary's first real memory was of having this mode switched on. It feels like an important thing to do.

Gary finds very long arms and legs that were meant for construction equipment and attaches them to the robot. When the robot stands, it towers over Gary. They walk to the wall and it lifts Gary out, then steps out itself. They go their separate ways.

Gary walks all day and makes it back to Tim’s building in the evening. Emma, now recovered, finds him wandering around the building and brings him into her apartment.

She's been able to figure out Tim's fate on her own. But the building is nearly empty now, and she's relieved to have a familiar in Gary. He reminds her of Tim in some ways. She can see subtle ways in which Gary has taken on Tim's mannerisms. So she starts to talk to him like he's Tim. She has whole conversations with him. She tells him about The Meadowlands, the theme park south of the city where her family used to go on vacation when she a little girl.

The two of them sit and listen to records until the city looks like it’s ready to come apart. The power is starting to come and go, and one day it seems to go for good. Emma tells Gary they're going to have to leave the city.

She takes him to the garage underneath the building. She's not sure which car is Tim's, but there's only a few left, so she starts asking each one if it's Tim's car. Cars are bad at lying, and she's able to figure out which one is his pretty quickly. It won't unlock the doors so she tells it Tim has died. The car determines this to be true and is distraught by the news about its former owner's death. The car speaks fondly of Tim. Emma listens patiently. Finally, they are allowed in.

The car asks them where they want to go. Emma isn't sure. Gary says, "The Meadowlands."

The car drives them out of the neighborhood. Soldiers give them looks like they shouldn't be here. They cross a bridge, and as the sun sets, they can see a strange orange glow on the horizon. Distant fires? Who knows.

Ten miles outside the city, in the middle of nowhere, they encounter a military checkpoint. It's dark. The solider that speaks to Emma seems to have bad intentions and asks her to step out of the car.

She tries to drive away, but another soldier opens fire. The car is hit and crashes into a tree.

When Emma wakes up, she's tied up in what appears to be a makeshift military base. She's in the shower area of a summer camp. The floor is concrete, and the cinder block walls are lined with showerheads. Above her, she can see stars. A solider notices that she's awake and excitedly gets some of the other soldiers. She asks why she's here. One of them laughs. Another says they'll know soon.

An hour later, a man in a solid black uniform arrives and all the soldiers salute him. He looks at Emma and makes a dismissive face. "I don't care what you do with her. But you can't keep her."

He leaves, and the three soldiers surround her and tell her to strip naked. When she doesn't comply fast enough, one of them kicks her and she falls. "My hands are tied," she says. One of the soldiers approaches and unties them. She surveys her captors. They all have guns. It's a hopeless situation.

She tells herself that if she's going to die, at least she'll die fighting.

She lunges at the soldier closest to her. He wasn't expecting it. She sinks her teeth into his neck and the blood comes quickly. She's shocked at how easy it was, but she doesn't have much time to celebrate before the butt of a rifle connects with her skull.

And then the world goes blurry.

Everything seems far away and quiet and barely there. She crawling. Where? Away. She can sense that there are still people here. She's kicked in the ribs and she rolls onto her back.

She's lying on the dirty concrete floor looking up at the stars. Looming over her is the angriest looking soldier of the three. He approaches her. And even though her vision is still blurry, it sure looks like there's something looming over him, blotting out the stars. He's starting to rip away her shirt when a large metal arm comes into the light.

And then the soldier is being pulled backward. And lifted into the sky. And flung far far away into the night. Emma tries to make sense of what she's seeing. Her savior appears to be a robot-like Gary, but with very large arms and legs.

There's gunfire. Someone is shooting at the robot. Its giant arm raises and comes down. The gunfire stops. The arm returns, covered in blood.

The non-bloody arm extends and opens a large hand for Emma. She climbs onto it and the robot lifts her high. Above the showers, above the camp. The robot carries her out, and she looks down. There are dozens of other robots, other misfits built out of scrap parts. They're fighting the soldiers, and they appear to be winning. There are dead soldiers everywhere. What a strange time to be alive, she thinks.

The robot with long limbs brings Emma to the edge of the parking lot and gently returns her to the ground. She looks up. It's Gary. She has a lot of questions, but she has trouble speaking. She tries to stand and stumbles. Gary catches her. He can tell that she's hurt, so he picks her up and carries her, into the forest, away from the battle, towards safety. The robot with long limbs returns to do more killing.

Gary explains that he knew the soldiers were going to hurt her, he had to get any help any way he could. He wants to know if he did the right thing. "Yes," says Emma.

The sun is coming up when Gary emerges from the forest. He sees a small town where he might be able to find medical supplies, but he's wary of soldiers.

He climbs up a nearby hill and finds a small cave in which to hide Emma. Gary tells her he's going to get medicine. "Okay Gary," says Emma.

Gary finds the town empty. He goes to a pharmacy, forces the door open, and finds blue pills and bandages. As he's leaving, he sees a tiny portable record player. He thinks this might cheer up Emma, so he takes it as well.

Gary returns to the cave. Emma is slumped over. When he touches her, he can tell that she's dead.

He places the medicine, the bandages, and the tiny record player around Emma's body.

Gary is directionless. He walks to the top of the hill to survey the landscape. Off in the distance, across a great field, he can see a roller coaster on the horizon. The Meadowlands.

He returns to the cave. He picks up Emma's body and carries it down the hill, towards the amusement park.

As he carries the body through the field, he’s spotted by a group of men wielding machetes. These aren't soldiers, they seem to be civilians that have armed themselves. When they see he's carrying a dead woman, they come running at him brandishing their weapons. This is as it should be, Gary thinks. He stops walking. He will not defend himself. He is decapitated.

Then everything is black.

Then Gary wakes up, but he's not quite Gary. He's sorta Gary, but also something else. He can tell a lot of time has passed.

He surveys his situation. He’s been put into some sort of advanced robot intelligence operation that closely resembles a phone bank system. He's expected to provide technical support to robots in the field that are in need of assistance. Robots seem to have taken over the planet. Gary is basically back to where he started.

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