#707 drabble

[meow-sic]

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

𝐳𝐞𝐧

𝐲𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐠

707

𝐣𝐮𝐦𝐢𝐧

𝐣𝐚𝐞𝐡𝐞𝐞

[fishsticksloser]

“Let me hold you, I’ll fix it.” with Seven, please! Thank you!

Fix You

707 x gn!reader

Warnings: sad boi hours, angst, fluff, spoilers for Seven's route, swearing

Seven sat in the corner working. The line on the floor a reminder of the danger that lurked. He refused to speak to you unless there was an update. You were looking in the kitchen for something to eat other than sandwiches or rice. There was nothing.

"Seven, I'm gonna run to the store do you need anything?" Ypu ask, slipping on some shoes. No answer. You text him as you walk out the door. Still nothing.

"Where the hell have you been?" Seven stood at the door. You held a few bags full of food. You push past him and into the apartment. "MC, where were you?"

"Maybe if you listened or checked my fucking text messages, you'd know." You respond. You set the bags on the kitchen counter and start to put the food away.

"Don't get all smart with me. You could've gotten hurt or kidnapped." Seven huffs.

Hours passed. You had made lunch, which he thankfully ate. A little before dinner you sat on the couch and read one of the many books you found in the apartment. That is until you hear sniffing. You set your book down and walk over to Seven. On the screen was Saeran.

"Well according to you, I'm not all that safe around you either." You shoot back. He opens his mouth to respond, but he can't seem to find the words. Instead, Seven returned to his work.

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"Seven...?" You place your hand on his shoulder and crouch next to him. Seven moved away from you. "Let me hold you. I'll fix it."

"Okay..." He sniffs. You wrap your arms around him and he lays his head on your shoulder.

"We'll find him. Then he'll be safe." You mumble. He wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you into his lap. "Everyone will be safe. You'll have your brother back. I promise."

[fishsticksloser]

"Take my hand." "Why?" "I'm trying to ask you to marry me,so take my damn hand!” with seven if you don’t mind 🥺❤️

Take My Hand

707 x gn!reader

Warnings: swearing, fluff

You and Seven were going on 2 years. He still always used cash and never bought anything online. You two obviously had your ups and downs, but you only grew stronger afterwards. You two were deeply in love, anyone who saw you could tell. You were his everything. He figured, since you aren't getting any younger, that it was about damn time he proposed.

Seven took you out to a high-end restaurant. He seemed a little nervous, but he was typically nervous when going out. He made sure to order the best stuff. His hands were shaking while you two ate, a million thoughts went through his head. But then you two went on a walk and he started to calm down. He stopped on a bridge and stepped in front of you.

"Take my hand." He said as he started to get down on one knee with his left hand out to you.

"Why?" You ask. Maybe his shoe is untied?

"I'm trying to ask you to marry me, so take my damn hand." He answered. You slowly take his hand, uncertain of what was actually happening. "MC, you loved me even when I was an asshole to you and pushed you away. You loved me through Saeran's troubles and V's death. You have been there for me on my good days and my bad.

"You make me the happiest man alive. You are funny, sweet, kind, and so fucking beautiful. I've been in love with you since the day you got into the chatroom. I'm now wondering, if you'd be mine forever and marry me?" He finished his speech and tears fell from your eyes. You couldn't speak, so you just nodded. He pulled out a ring and slid out on your finger. Of course you took so many pictures of it and later, you bragged to the RFA.

[fishsticksloser]

"Why are you avoiding me?" "Because... Because I think I'm falling in love with you, okay? That's why I'm avoiding you." with Seven, please? It fits him so well! I might request a good and bad ending too if thats alright, like how you did with the amnesia prompt?

Mental Help

707 x gn!reader

Warnings: angst, short, swores

You visited Seven a lot. At least twice a week. You were worried about his physical and mental health. But after a month or so, he acted a bit weird. He'd be vague in his answers and be a little rude. Soon he refused to see you when you came over.

"Seven." You sigh, stpping into his room. "You can't keep avoiding me. You need to talk about this."

"I'm fine, MC." Seven rolls his eyes and continues typing.

"Seven." You grab the back of his chair and spin him around to face you. "Why are you avoiding me?"

"Who said I was avoiding you?" He asks, spinning back around. "Maybe I have more important shit."

"More important than your wellbeing?" You scoff.

"More important than you." He answers. You grab the back of his chair and pulls him away from his desk. You push it hard, letting go. He hits the end of his bed. "What the fuck is wrong with you!?"

"Listen! I'm here because I want to see you healthy both mentally and physically. I can't do that if you avoid me and don't talk about shit." You yell. Seven shrunk in his seat as you yrlled. "Why are you avoiding me?"

"Because... Because I think I'm falling in love with you, okay?" His voice was soft and quiet, like you had scared him. "That's why I've been avoiding you."

[fishsticksloser]

Can we PLEASE have a good ending for the 707 prompt?? My heart hurts now ouch

Forgotten- Good Ending

707 x fem!reader

Warnings: fluff, smutty themes, short

Prologue | Bad

"No." You say. Saeyoung looks at you shocked. "I want us to work through this. I may not know you or Bong-Cha, but I want a life with you."

"Do you love me?" He asks.

"I don't know yet." You tell him. "But I want to be with you. I want to know who my daughter is. I want to know about us." You take his hands and look him in the eyes. You've never been so sure of something.

"R-Really?" He stumbles.

"Yes." You answer. "But, I need to find myself. I need to leave at least for a while. I will come back."

"Of course, whatever you need." Saeyoung smiles.

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Its been a year since the accident. You were back home with your husband and daughter. You were happy, you felt you belonged. It took a while, but you realized this is where you were supposed to be.

"Hey," Saeyoung says, wrapping his arms around you from behind. "What do you say we drop Bong-Cha off with Jaehee and we spend the night indoors." One hand traveled under you shirt while the other went down your pants. He kissed down your neck then back up to your ear.

"Hmmm." You hummed. "That doesn't sound too bad." Saeyoung let go of you immediately and ran to the stairs.

"Aibnatu!" He called. "You're gonna spend the night at Aunt Jaehee's house!"

"Aunt Jaehee!" The small girl squealed.

[fishsticksloser]

Number 17 hurt with 707 please!

Bad Liar

707 x gn!reader

Warnings: angst, sad boi hours, short

Cheated. He... Cheated? Yet here we was, standing on the other side of the kitchen island telling jokes. You were making dinner, trying to keep your hands from shaking. You turn and place the plates on the island.

"What's wrong, hubibi?" Seven asks, seeing your face.

"Do you love me?" You ask, not looking at him.

"What? Where is this coming from?" He laughs. You pull up the screenshots you found. "I'm so confused. This isn't me."

"Then who is it?" You sniff, the tears threatening to fall.

"I don't know. I've never spoken to this person." He answers. He looked at you. "I love you. I do. I really really do.

"Then explain this." You push the phone towards him.

"I don't have an explaination." He says. "I don't know her."

"If lies keep spilling from those lips, I'm walking out that door." You frown. A tear falls.

"MC, please believe me." He begs, grabbing your arm. "I don't know her. I love you so much." You could tell he was lying. You pulled your arm out of his grip and you left him in the kitchen. You didn't even grab your things before you left the bunker.