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A History Lesson ( Bad Batch x Reader )

Warning(s): This is going to be the beginning of a collection of one-shots surrounding the Star Wars - Bad Batch (+Clone Wars) universe. The stories will follow a Harem-type trope where multiple people are interested in the reader. Polyamory may be a thing at one point. This will include spoilers for the following: Star Wars - Bad Batch and Star Wars- the Clone Wars. 

Reader will be female/use female pronouns

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So this has a huge info-drop section, sorry about that. I needed to explain the reader and I wasn't sure how to put it in naturally throughout the story because I feel like it would be easy to forget stuff and not create a little character profile, if that makes sense. So, just get some history for your character! Plus, some protective clone buddies.  Title: A History Lesson Pairing: Bad Batch x Reader  Fandom: Star Wars - Bad Batch (+ Clone Wars) Word Count: 3,335 Chapter: Two  Previous Part ● Next Part

        After a nap and some lunch, you decided now was as good as time as any to look up these clones that you were going to be working with for, however long.

Clone Force 99, the Bad Bunch. 

Four Clone Members: Hunter, Wrecker, Tech, and Crosshair

        You noticed that your name and personal profile had been added under Jedi Consultant and Assistant Leader. Assistant leader? Your hands gripped the sides of your holopad in annoyance. Still, you decided to read on and went through each profile individually to read about each of the members. 

        Hunter: 5'11''

        Hunter is the sergeant of Clone Force 99. The members of Clone Force 99 are all clones that were seen as defective but had useful mutations that allowed for their survival. Each member seems to be an exaggerated piece of Jango Fett's DNA, the DNA used to create all of the clones. The names that the clones have taken tend to reflect something in their personality and with Clone Force 99, their names refer to their mutations. Hunter was created by focusing on Jango Fett's innate tracking skills and survival instinct. This means that Hunter is skilled in tracking as well as other skills needed to survive out in the wilderness. He also seems to have inherited Jango Fett's level demeanor. 

        Wrecker: 6'6''

        Wrecker is the clone shield of Clone Force 99. This clone had his strength enhanced as well as his muscles genetically modified so he is naturally stronger than the average clone. This allows for him to take hits for the other members of Clone Force 99 and be less likely to be injured. It is unknown if this is due to his creation or if it comes from having too many blows to the head, but Wrecker has a lower than average IQ for a clone. Wrecker is very loyal and will only take orders if they come from one of his fellow squad members, especially Hunter. 

        Tech: 6'4''

        Tech is the brains of Clone Force 99. His enhancements focused on his brain and unlike Wrecker, his IQ is on average much higher than that of other clones. Tech has been tested and found that he has a photographic memory. Along with his overall intelligence, Tech has an affinity for anything technological. It is not known whether this is something to do with his DNA enhancements or if it is due to his photographic memory which simply allows him to memorize the solutions.

        Crosshair: 6'4''

        Crosshair is the marksmen of Clone Force 99. He rarely ever misses and has an impeccable aim. Crosshair also is the one member who has the most control over his emotions. The clone has been identified to have a superior sense of balance and is skilled in both stealth and climbing movements. He has perfect control over his breathing which allows for him to hit his mark. The only one who is thought to rival his stealth skills is the previously mentioned Hunter.

        Notes: While the Clone Force was intended to be enhanced, each clone has some type of setback related to their talent as well. This is where their name Bad Batch comes from as it is what the other clones would call their grouping. Due to this and their continuing success on difficult missions, the squad was allowed to continue to stay in their small grouping, and that is why they are given the small amount of freedom that they have. They do not work well with others.

        Hunter suffers from sensory sensitivity and can become overloaded if kept in certain environments. Wrecker can have problems understanding his own strength and will begin to hurt if he doesn't use his muscles after a certain amount of time. Tech suffers from an ever-racing mind and if in stressful situations without a resting period, he can become overload and suffer an anxiety attack or something similar due to always thinking. Crosshair suffers from severe migraines as well as compulsory mastication, which has been dealt with by using items such as toothpicks.

        Clone Force 99 are sent on dangerous missions as they may be unconventional but they always find a way to get the job done. They are the most useful when placed against droids as Clone Force 99 is impossible to predict their actions. This squad approaches each mission and task in an individual manner. They are known to be a chaotic bunch but that is one of the reasons they are such skilled troopers. 

        Below were files of every mission that they had ever been on and had completed. These were all probably reports filed by Hunter, or perhaps the occasional Tech. Did you really want to go through all of these? Understanding their dynamic and how they worked together would be helpful for your own planning when it came to working together but it was hard to force yourself to continue. Groaning, you hit your head on the back of your chair's cushion. It didn't help that the group was giving you no respect. Before you had to decide, the sliding of your door got your attention. 

        Two clones made their way in, one far more upbeat than the other. When you were a part of the 501st, you interacted with these two quite a bit. You knew a great many of the troopers under the 501st, especially those that fell under Captain Rex's direct control. While the Jedi Code said not to make any attachments, it was hard for you not to. You had spent most of your life with these clones.

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        You had been taken from your family at the age of five when you began to show force sensitivity. You had apparently pushed your sibling over with the force when you were having a temper tantrum. After that, it wasn't long until a Jedi Master came to take you away. Your family was surprised at first but the more they explained it, the more accepting they became. You wondered if it was because they were scared of you. All you could remember was your mother whispering that you were a danger to her other children and that would only increase with age. She had phrased it as if you weren't her own daughter...The first few nights were hard but a certain member decided to help you adjust. 

        On the first night, you had cried as hard as your small body would let you. It was scary, you had never even been into space before and you were surrounded by all these strangers. You shrunk away from anyone who tried to approach you until a small green thing came forward. He sat a few feet away from you, not trying to pull you out like the others. He simply sat there, not saying anything, waiting for you to be comfortable enough to crawl out on your own. 

        He was kind and showed you all kinds of tricks that he could do until you were tired. He stayed in the room all night, refusing to leave your side. When you asked him about that night once you were older, he said that he had a soft spot for children. Each Jedi needs a chance to fly and you were just frightened in a new place. Luckily, you had adjusted quickly, only needing a month before you were following around the other younglings. 

        At the young age of ten, you were made a Padawan. This was less of a collective choice than it was you being a little brat and getting into too much danger to continue without training. At this point in time, you had gotten your little eyes hooked onto a female Jedi Master known as Namid Tamira. She was so cool and had accompanied your class when you went in search of Kyber crystals. Since that day, you thought she was the coolest and followed her around as much as possible when she was on Coruscant. 

        This was fine until you had snuck into one of the Jedi mission debriefings that she had been assigned. That had been a harsh punishment but it didn't deter you as you decided to go on a mission yourself. This led to you sneaking on her ship, a small one meant for four people at max. She hadn't noticed you were there until she arrived on the mission site, surprised that you had been able to hide your force waves enough for her not to notice. After a long chiding and almost getting killed, she asked what you wanted. When you said you wanted to be her Padawan, she was taken aback as she had only had one before you. It took some convincing but somehow you were able to have her agree to take you in. You swore you could see Master Yoda smiling when she had to report this new development. 

        It was during this training after a visit to Kamino that your Master began to notice your affinity with the clones. There were times where you worked better with clones than you did with other Jedi. The clones themselves seemed to be more willing to listen to you and the older ones were far more protective of you. Namid was confused, trying to figure out what could be happening. What she ended up noticing was the strange lasting effect you left on the clones. 

        The woman decided to do her own research on the topic, taking a clone you had interacted with recently and a clone that you hadn't interacted with to test a theory. The clone that hadn't interacted with you felt normal to the Jedi Master but the other still felt of you. These clones had what she would begin to call 'Midi-Chloriane Essence'. There seemed to be no effect from the essence left behind and this had her moving on to her next theory about why the clones seemed to interact to their fullest extent when they were with you. 

        The next mission you went on, she assigned a personal clone to you known as Jester. He was a young boy, six years of age which meant he physically was the same age as you. During this mission, you interacted with the other clones as well, but Namid made sure that Jester spent most of his time next to you. She used the excuse that he would be your guard, something you didn't understand and were annoyed with in the beginning. Did she not think you were strong enough? 

        Continuing her testing, Namid came to her conclusion after you had been successful in retrieving the item that you were sent to collect. While you were present in the room, she could feel your own Midi-Chlorianes surrounding the clones. The feeling was stronger around Jester than the other clones who you had spent less time around. As you left, so did the Midi-Chlorianes. With the clones that had stayed, she could sense the 'Midi-Chloriane Essence'. As time passed, the essence faded until there was nothing left. Like a scent, lingering on someone who you had hugged. This was quite interesting and she would have to bring it up to the council when she returned. 

        With further testing, it was decided that you would be trained to specifically take a position of command with the clones. You had a strong connection to them and became a beacon of hope for the clones when in battle. When you were younger, you were seen more as a mascot to keep morale up but as you got older, the more control you were given. Namid would sit back and allow you to take control, simply watching to make sure that everything was safe. 

        The only issue that she was beginning to notice was the attachments you were gaining with the clones. You were young, she hoped you would grow out of it. If not, she feared for your chance of becoming a true Jedi.

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        "Hey, Dollface. We came to see you as soon as we got the message. Some boys giving you a hard time? We can go rough 'em up for ya. Can't have our Clone Whisperer feeling down now, can we?" Fives spoke in a loud voice, flopping down on the couch next to you and slinging his arm over your shoulder. Echo was much slower than his companion and you could already see him rolling his eyes. You could feel it even if he had his helmet on. 

        "Which squad is it anyway?" Echo sat down on the other side of you in a less chaotic fashion. He surely wasn't a stick in the mud but everyone seemed rather normal when comparing them to Fives. Even still, you bet that the two of them were best friends. Echo may not admit it but you know the truth, he couldn't lie to you. Not with how many late nights you had spent together at 79's. 

        "99." 

        "The Bad Batch?" 

        "The Rejects?" Echo and Five spoke at the same time, both mirroring the other's look of shock at this new revelation. They had been shocked enough when they heard that you wouldn't be placed with any of the 501st branches. Rex had a soft spot for you, the other clones liked to tease him about it but that normally ended with extra training for them as punishment. Jester was part of the 501st but was shipped out at the moment, or else you would have sent him the 79s invite as well. You loved your boys, you did, but Jester was different. The rest were like a strong group of friends while Jester felt like a big brother. The idea of kissing any of the other clones didn't bother you but kissing Jester? That was a no-no. 

        It sounded like the Bad Batch was well known throughout the other clones. You had heard the name before but you had never heard anything further. The group was rarely ever on Coruscant, which left you with limited knowledge about them. That had never been an issue as they mainly kept to themselves, cutting off the other clones. It must be a defense mechanism...But, you bet they would like some of the 'Regs' (as they called them) if they got to know them. 

        "Yeah, the very same." Slumping your shoulders, you moved to rest your head against Fives' shoulder. 

        "I don't know what they're thinking, putting you with them. I mean, why wouldn't they put you with someone you know? You've worked with a butt-load of clones, more than I could ever count, but they end up picking ones you've never even met? I don't get it." Fives nodded his head as if he was agreeing with his own words. 

        "I know, I know. That's all I've been thinking about for the last day. And they were jerks! They think I'm gonna be a liability to them and that I won't last a mission. One of them even said that! Like, don't they know I'm a Jedi? I've worked so hard for this and they decided they are going to walk all over me like I'm some youngling." Your voice was muffled by the civilian clothes that Fives was wearing, burying your head further as you groaned. 

        "So you gotta prove 'em wrong! Maybe they are testing you to see if you can deal with even the worst clones and you'll get transferred after this mission!" 

        "You have to show them you know what you're doing." Echo's warm hand moved to rest against the top of your back, rubbing small circles for comfort. It was going to suck to leave these guys. Sure, it wouldn't be the first time but it never got easier and now you were leaving to go with people who didn't even want you there.

        Fives shot Echo a look and without saying a word, the man knew what he was telling him to do. He pulled back as Fives continued to comfort you, moving to turn his comm device on. Sending a message to a certain Captain about the situation, he nodded back in Fives' direction. Plan heard and executed. They may not be showing it but both men were fuming at what they heard. No one messed with you. Everyone stationed on Coruscant knew that! 

        They didn't have to worry about other clones bothering you most of the time. There wasn't a clone you couldn't win over! Fives used to joke that all the clones were trained to like you, especially the younger ones. Perhaps it was because you treated them each individually or that you were powerful, but many of the shinies were head-over-heels for you. To them, who wouldn't like you? Of course, it would be the messed-up batch that doesn't like you. 

        "...If it really becomes an issue, I'm certain you could request a transfer." Echo's voice was soft, soothing. Even Fives was calming down, something that was a rare occurrence. The mood between the three of you was almost always upbeat but you did have these moments. You were happy you had someone to talk to about your problems, someone that wasn't a Jedi. 

        "But Master Yoda specifically placed me here, with 99! I don't understand what he sees. I trust him, I do and his power with the force but I can't see what the force is doing to get me placed with them. I just don't know what to do..." You whined, puffing your cheeks out. You knew this might be childish but you didn't care at this point. This was the last time in a while that you would be able to express these emotions. Soon you would be stuck on a ship with those four defective clones. 

        A light popped up on Echo's Comm, indicating that he had received a response. They didn't want you to know what they were doing or else you would chide them. You didn't like others trying to solve your problems but, that wasn't what they were really doing. They were doing what any concerned squad member would do. Echo nodded in Fives direction, enough of a cue for the man to act.

        "Come on, let's forget about that! We gotta go to 79's tonight, right? We gotta decide what you're going to wear! We can have a little fashion show, you know, something that isn't those robes you are stuck in all the time. Maybe something sparkly? You can be a disco ball." Fives hoped up, the grin returning back to his face as he pulled you up with him. Before you could respond, you were being pulled into your small bedroom where all of your clothes were kept. 

        Two rooms and a refresher, that was your lodgings. You were lucky when you considered it, some got worse. You didn't have to share the space with anyone. You got your alone time and had enough room to comfortably move around. Fives was already going through your closet, pulling out items he thought you should try on. Rushing over, you tried to contain his chaos to some extent. 

        While the two of you were in your bedroom area, Echo was left out in the common area. The familiar profile of Captain Rex popped up as they continued to speak to each other. Echo and Fives couldn't do much but they could at least let their captain know. He had told them to keep him updated. He was not happy about your earlier interaction with Bad Batch and Echo let out a little sigh as he wondered what the future had in store for you. 

        The clones knew that the Bad Batch were sent on dangerous missions and that sometimes they weren't expected to succeed. You would be placed with that without having any of them there to help protect you? They knew you could protect yourself but still, the urge to keep you safe settled in their stomach like the pit of a peach. 1 ● 2 ● 3 ♥　♡　♥　♡　♥　♡　♥　♡　♥　♡　♥　♡　♥  　♡　♥　♡　♥　♡　♥

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A Pity Party for One ( Sugawara Koushi x Reader )

Warning(s): This includes a lot of cursing and alcohol use. Characters are assumed to be aged up to past the legal drinking age. Did I get the inspiration to write this after listening to Michael in the Bathroom for the tenth time in a row? The world may never know.

Title: A Pity Party for One Pairing: Sugawara Koushi x Reader Fandom: Haikyuu! Word Count: 1,798

       Mascara? A mess.

       Drink? Empty.

       Mental State? Terrible.

       Hotel? Trivago.

       You tossed your red solo cup against the tiled wall of the bathtub that you had claimed as your current residency. Whose house was this anyway? You think the guy had a man bun but you could have been wrong. Everything was a blur other than the image of your boyfriend feeling up another girl. How could he just throw three years away, three goddamn years?! A choked sob slipped past your lips as you pulled your knees closer to your chest.

       How had you gotten yourself in this situation? Here you were, in a stranger's empty tub having a mental breakdown. Converse sneakers and pastel pink dress bunched at your waist. Even without looking in the mirror, you knew that your makeup was a mess. It would only make sense with how much you had cried. You had no plan for what you should do. Everything just hurt and you were wishing you were home under your covers instead of this porcelain bed. All your tears had been shed and you were left with small whimpers and clenched fists.

       "Oh...I didn't know that anyone was in here. The door was unlocked and I was just planning on washing up a bit and-" A boy with light brown hair that seemed to be tinted with silver when it hit the light right walked in your hiding place. It wasn't like you had locked the door, you probably should have. You had simply slammed the door behind you and that had been enough notice for the people around you. How long had you been in here? Your phone had died an hour ago when you arrived at the party. You were just on life's shitlist today!

       "It is utter bullshit!" You huffed out, not seeming to care that this guy you had never met before just walked in the bathroom where you were hiding. It wasn't like you were using the restroom but you knew that you looked like a hot mess right now. Damn, you might not even look hot and instead just look like a mess. How was that fair? Groaning, you leaned your head back and hit it against the cold wall.

       "Whoa...You look like you have had better nights." The guy slowly walked in, shutting the door behind him. If you weren't drunk out of your mind and hurting like you never had before, then you might have been scared about being in this room with this guy alone. He could lock the door and then who knows what could happen. Still, that was the last thing on your mind.  

       The boy was wearing a dusty blue shirt with what looked to be khaki pants. Average, normal, safe. He didn't have any immediate red flags that you seemed to attract. Did you just give off the vibe of someone who could be walked over? God, maybe you were. How had you been so stupid for three years...This wasn't the first time. You had a suspicion but you didn't want it to be true. You had been with this boy since high school and the idea of having to live without him was terrifying. You had become dependent on him. God, what were you going to do? How were you going to get home?!

       Red sneakers moved closer and soon the boy who looked to be around your age was squatting next to the tub. His arms rested on the cool porcelain, something that had felt wonderful against your hot skin when you first got in. You couldn't help it, you got hot when you drank too much. Normally you would just sip on whatever you were having that night but once you saw your world crumbling in front of you, you decided it was time to just down the entire thing as fast as possible. The faster it got in you, the faster the hurt would go away. You hoped anyway...

       "I just want to go home!" You whimpered, hands gripping at the itchy fabric of your dress. He had been the one to suggest you wear it, he said that he liked how it 'hugged your curves'. So, being a nice girlfriend, you decided to wear it and what does he go and do?! Feel up some girl that you had never even seen before! Had you not been enough? How long had he been cheating on you? Was this the only girl or did he have multiple women he went to so he could get his rocks off? Your head was spinning with the alcohol affecting your system. You were drunk.

       "Okay," His voice was soft, like he was approaching an injured animal and didn't want to scare it off, "How did you get here? Can I go get someone for you or is there someone I can call?"

       Watery eyes met his warm ones and it was the first time you had made eye contact with this stranger. You wouldn't lie, he was very attractive. In that soft but strong way. The kind of soft where he wouldn't let anyone walk over him. You had thought that was you but you had three years of experience to prove otherwise. You must have been a pitiful sight to see if his expression was anything to go off of. Why did he care? It wasn't like either of you knew each other. You weren't used to people being nice just to be nice. Was he an angel? He sure looked like he could be one. You wondered what he looked like under his shirt with how it accentuated his muscles...Oh, God! Your cheeks only reddened even more at your thoughts. What kind of drunk were you?! You never would think that way...At least, you would never tell anyone you thought those things. Luckily you still had enough control of your lips to keep yourself from saying anything too embarrassing, for now.

       "My ride is out there with his hand under some other girl's shirt. Fuck, I have to go home with him. I live with him and I just saw him...." You buried your head in your knees, in a mix of wanting to hide your misery filled face and wanting the bright lights to just tone down for a bit. They seemed brighter than normal bathroom lights...What were you even talking about? It wasn't like every bathroom had the same lights. Even with your brain trying to distract you with these unusual thoughts, you couldn't get the image of your boyfriend out of your head. The two of you had even been talking about marriage recently. His mother seemed so happy with the two of you...What would she think if she knew what her son was really like?

       "Three years and this is how he treats me...I think I am just cursed with bad luck or something. God doesn't want me to have a good relationship. I've wasted three years with this guy and...."

       "Don't talk like that. Sometimes we have to go through tough times to get out on the other side. You know, you have to have rain to have a rainbow." The boy brushed a stray piece of hair behind your ear and you were convinced that he was your guardian angel. Why else would he be this nice and so helpful to a drunk girl he didn't know, crying in the bathroom for who knows how long.

       Sugawara bit his bottom lip gently in thought, unsure of what he should do in this situation? He knew he was good at helping people (according to the team anyway), but he had never dealt with something like this before. He was glad he decided not to drink tonight or else he would be having a harder time with this. All he had to do was think clearly and he surely would come up with some plan, right?

       "Well...I can always drive you home or we could go find the people throwing the party. Asahi and Tanaka might be able to think of something. More likely Asahi since Tanaka might be a bottle in already..." He mumbled the last part mainly to himself but your ears perked up at the familiar name.

       "....Tanaka?" Your voice was quiet as you glanced up at the handsome boy, causing his heart to skip a beat. Why did people's eyes always look so pretty after they had cried? That wasn't fair. He wished he could help more but he simply nodded at your strange question.

       "I know him," You rubbed the back of your hand against your eyes, not even thinking about the black smudges that were only getting worse on your skin. You were disheveled with makeup smudged more than an abstract painting and a dress with a recent stain that Sugawara would assume was whatever you had in your plastic cup before it was empty. Yet, he couldn't help himself and thought you were one of the prettiest girls he had ever seen. If he saw your ex.....He pushed those thoughts to the side. He could think of that in the future.

       "He is our friend...I mean, my friend...He is in some of the same classes as me."

       "Great!" Relief washed over the young boy as he realized that he wouldn't be left in the dark on what to do with the situation at hand. "How about we go and get you some water and then we go look for Tanaka? I'm sure we can find him, he lives here after all. We can get you feeling a bit better and then we can figure out what to do from there, okay?"

       "That sounds nice...I don't drink normally, I don't like it."

       "Don't worry. Once we get you some water and ibuprofen, then you will start feeling better. Who knows, I'm sure he has something to eat here. Nishinoya and Tanaka tend to keep the place stocked to the brim when it comes to parties. I bet they keep the pantry that filled even when they weren't planning a party. Those guys could eat an entire banquet themselves and still be ready for seconds."

       Sugawara smiled as he heard the soft sounds of your laugh echo in the small bathroom. He hoped he would be able to hear it more, even if only for a little bit. He may only know you for this day but he still wanted to see you smile. Tears and a frown didn't suit your beautiful face.

       As the man offered his hand, you had no idea that it would be the hand that you would be holding for years to come. It would be the hand that gave you what you always dreamed of - a wedding ring.

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The Standoff ( Steve Harrington x Reader )

Warning(s): Spoilers for Season 2. Title: The Standoff Pairing: Steve Harrington x Reader Fandom: Stranger Things Word Count: 1,674    How did it come to this? You were just dealing with your younger brother Dustin but he ended up dragging you off with Steve. That thing, whatever Dart was, had eaten your cat Mews and had escaped where he had locked it up in the cellar. When the two of them left to go look for it, you were brought along. Why? You weren't sure, but you felt like you needed to help. You knew what was going on with the whole situation. You could be of valuable help. Plus, you weren't going to allow your brother to go off with Steve alone. It was your job to protect him and if anything happened to him, you would never forgive yourself.    Then the bus stuff happened, causing you to fully understand that death could really occur. This needed to be taken seriously, not like you weren't doing that before. Steve could have died because of those things that were out there. This wasn't some weird DnD game situation that the brats played together, it was all real. When you realized this, your brain seemed to click. You realized that you would need to keep the kids safe, especially Dustin. If anyone was going to die, it was not going to be on of the kids, it would be you. That you were certain of. You would make sure of it.    Now, you were at Will's house with everyone, with a kid who was possessed like in that movie The Exorcist. Something had gone really wrong and now the demidogs, as Dustin called them, were on the way. Was this how you were all going to die? Hopper tossed out weapons and you made sure to grab a kitchen knife, being ready for a fight. Next to Steve, you felt slightly safer. The two of you had been through so much together recently. It seemed like you could face anything together. You had each other's backs and you would keep the kids safe.    But then there was that girl. ...    You and Steve had been left alone with the kids. You joked that he was a good babysitter. The mood was beginning to become tense on its own but it drastically spiked when a car pulled up. Steve went out to confront Max's brother. Why was everything going wrong? Well, at least Eleven was safe, that was a good thing that had happened. Yet, the good seemed to be outweighing the bad rather quickly. This was so stressful, you deserve a day off after all of this.    When Billy came in, you knew that shit was about to go down and you were going to do something that was not normal for you. Lucas was shoved against a wall and your sisterly instincts kicked in. You couldn't just sit by and let him hurt a kid. Only cowards would do that to someone who was so much smaller than them. Billy was nothing more like a terrible coward who needed to make himself feel better. He deserved everything that would happen to him here.    "Hey, stop it!" You grabbed the boy's shoulders and pulled him back. You weren't tough or very strong, but you were brave. That was the only thing that was important at this very point in time. Somehow you were strong enough to actually pull him back, making him drop Lucas in the process. But luck was finished helping you and had left your side as he began to turn around. This wasn't going to be good, but you didn't regret what you did.    "Bitch, you can wait your turn!" Billy's fist swung back and connected with your bottom jaw, causing you to stumble back and hit the wall rather hard with your head. You weren't a fighter and that hit was right in the perfect spot to make you begin to see spots and darkness. The world was spinning as you slid down the wall, trying to regain your sight. You couldn't pass out, not now. He had put a lot of force behind that punch though, which was making it hard. Dustin shouted something but you couldn't understand what he said, it all sounded muffled. Before he was able to do anything, Steve walked in with what looked to be an angry expression. That was all you could remember before you passed out. ...    Head in Dustin's lap, legs over Steve's lap; you woke up before Steve did. That did not mean you didn't freak out when you saw Max was driving the car. Steve woke up to the loud noises of you freaking out and Dustin and Mike trying to calm you down.    "Pull over, I'll drive!" You shouted, head spinning. You needed to focus on not puking.    "No, you can't! You aren't able to!" Dustin argued, which was true. You didn't drive. Not because you didn't know how. You knew the basics, but you never went past that.    "Neither can she!"    "What is going on?" Steve mumbled out, his own head pounding.    "Max is driving!" You shouted.    "What?!" ...        "Oh God, oh God, oh God!" The kids all shouted as you all ran through the creepy tunnels. You had just set whatever this thing was on fire and knew that the demidogs would be on their way and coming fast. The rope was in sight, you just needed to get out of these tunnels. This was dangerous, but you knew that the kids were right when they said that Eleven would need help. Even if you were scared, you knew you needed to help somehow. Steve must have understood that as well once Dustin explained it to him. You were glad you agreed. It wasn't as scary when he was around. You weren't sure why you thought that, but you did.    As Steve passed the kids up and helped them get to the surface once again, you stayed in the back of all the kids, protecting them from the tunnel you had all just come from. The growls from these creatures were terrifying and you felt a shiver run up your spine. They were getting closer after every second that passed, closer and louder. The idea that you may see these things again and may even be killed by them scared you to no end. Still, you would protect them as much as possible if these things did get here before they were all up. You would try to keep the demidogs off of them for as long as possible, being a noble sacrifice. You were one of the older ones and your job was to help Steve protect these kids. It was the right thing to do. You would do anything for your brother and these kids had come to feel like family after everything that had happened.    "Are they all up yet?" You shouted as you knew the creatures were only moments from reacting you.    "All but Dustin," Steve responded.    There was no more time. They were upon you. You frowned as you grabbed your brother and shoved him behind you. If anything, you would protect him with your body for as long as you could. Then they were there, terrifying mouthes stretched out to you as they ran. Steve's arm wrapped around your waist and pulled you against his side as they got closer. The simple gesture made you feel comforted, he was here. You wouldn't be alone when you died. He would be here. Tears stung in your eyes as you realized that this was how you died. There was no way you could fight your way...        They ran past you. The heat of Steve's body brought you out of your fear to realize that everything was fine, or fine in comparison to what you thought was going to happen. His hand gripped your hip with a tight grasp and your own hands moved, one holding onto Dustin's own hand and the other one grabbing  Steve's shoulder to keep yourself balanced. If you weren't thinking of the closing in fear of death, you would have been flustered by how close you were to Steve.    "Why are they leaving?" You asked.    "Who cares! Let's go!" Dustin moved to climb up the rope, bringing you back into the reality of the situation. These tunnels were still dangerous and you needed to get out of them as quickly as possible.    Once up on the ground again, everyone celebrated the victory you had just achieved. Everyone was alive and no one had gotten too hurt. You had helped the others and all you had to do was hope they did their job just as well. It was up to them now. It was out of your hands, all you could do was hope. Steve's arms wrapped around your waist and he picked you up. You laughed as he spun you around, a huge grin on his face. All of you were still on the high of the adrenaline you had just felt.    The two of you hadn't been amazing friends before but you had quickly developed a deep friendship over everything that you had been through together. It had only been a day or so, yet, this bond seemed as though it was going to stay. Was it because you could understand each other or was it because the twp pf you had never spent time together before? Whatever it was, you felt like a friendship was defiantly beginning to form.    "We did it!" He shouted, setting you back down. His hand lingered though and only left when Dustin caught his attention. What was this feeling once his hand was removed? Did you miss it or was it something else?    "We should head back just to be safe."    "Yeah," You walked over to the car and ruffled Dustin's hair," but this time, Steve is driving."

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Mystic Messenger Preferences - Yandere

**NEW** Blog specifically just for Mystic Messenger: https://mystic-messenger-misc.tumblr.com/   Warning(s): Creepy Title: Yandere Number in series: One Fandom: Mystic Messenger Word Count: 1,985

Zen:    Zen acted like everything was fine, but that was the farthest thing he could say from the truth. Everything wasn't fine. He had become so possessive that he wasn't letting you leave the apartment anymore. He allowed you to talk to the other RFA members through the phone, but he didn't let you leave the apartment. He thought you could deal with it since you were locked in Rika's apartment.    You let it happen because you never thought that you would get someone like Zen again. You didn't want to lose this love that you had. You could deal with the odd parts of the relationship because it seemed like it would be so perfect. You knew it wasn't normal for someone to keep you hidden away, but you decided that it was worth it to be with Zen.    Plus, you genuinely thought that he loved you. The problem wasn't that he didn't love you. The problem was that he loved you too much. He loved you so much that he didn't want you looking at anyone other than himself. You weren't used to normal relationships or healthy relationships, so you just assumed that this was alright. It would all fix itself one day.    So, you stayed with Zen, no matter what he did. When he came home one day with red liquid on his jacket, you didn't question it. He told you that he got it on their during a film that he was shooting. He had come home messy on multiple occasions, due to whatever he was shooting. This wasn't new or odd to you. So, you just brushed it off.    He also didn't tell you that Yoosung had been getting suspicious about you. He didn't want to upset you by telling you what had happened to the boy. He hated to see you cry.

Yoosung:    He wasn't going to let you go like Rika. He couldn't take it again. His poor heart would break and fall apart. He didn't want to have to deal with it again and so he was going to make sure that it never happened. He wasn't going to let you leave him, ever. You could tell that he was worried about you leaving, so you tried to comfort him by saying you'd never leave him.    Still, he wouldn't listen. It didn't matter what you said, he was never going to let you leave. You didn't get a pick.    You just let him act in the way that he was, assuming that it made him feel better about everything. You thought that it was just a way for him to make himself feel better. You never thought that he was serious about what he said.  You thought he wasn't being serious, but that wasn't true. Everything that he said he meant, no matter what it was. He wouldn't let you leave    You were his and he was going to keep it that way. He made sure to keep you from the other RFA members, as he didn't want them to try and take you away. They didn't deserve you, even as a friend. He just wanted you to talk to them over the app. That was even pushing it sometimes, but he knew that if you stopped talking to the others, they would start to suspect that something was wrong. He didn't want that to happen.    So, he made sure to keep you all to himself in the physical sense. He let you talk to the others, but when it came down to it, you were all his and no one elses. He wouldn't let anyone else

Jaehee:    She was the most subtle of all of the RFA. No one expected anything between the two of you and she was going to make sure that it stayed that way. She didn't want them to figure it out, in fear one of them would try to take you away. She really worried about Zen trying to take you away from her. He was so handsome and talented, she couldn't let that happen.    You were hers and she wasn't very fond of sharing what was hers.  She was protective, though she tried to hide it. She didn't want to seem clingy, in fear that you would leave her for someone else. She wasn't going to let that happen, no matter what she had to do. She would do anything for you, and she made sure that you knew that.    You loved her, not even really noticing how she acted. You just thought it was a normal girlfriend thing with how she was acting. You hadn't really dated many people before her, so it all seemed normal for you.  Certain dramas had romances like this, so you always just assumed that it was normal. She didn't make you think that it was anything but. So, it was just how your relationship together was like.    Nothing seemed off to the other members, so they didn't feel like they needed to look into your relationship together. They didn't see when Jaehee tried to keep you from going to the party so you wouldn't see any of the other members. They didn't hear the conversations the two of you had together on the phone, where she told you that you were suppose to look only at her,    All they saw was the happy outside of the relationship, as if everything was alright and they didn't have to worry about you at all. It was a shame, since you weren't able to tell that this relationship was toxic.  

Jumin:    He kept you locked in his apartment, making you wear heels that would signal if you went any farther than the kitchen. He wasn't going to allow you to run away from him. You were his and that was how it was going to stay. You didn't need anyone else but him and he didn't need anyone other than you. He always told you this, in case you forgot it. He wanted to make you understand that you didn't need to run away.    At first you didn't understand. You were scared and you wanted to run away. He had to punish you multiple times in the beginning before you began to understand how things were going to be now.  He knew that it must be hard for you to accept things as your new normal, but he knew that it would only take a certain amount of time. He was ready to wait.    So, that was what he did. He kept you locked in the house while teaching you everything that was normal, or would become your normal. He wasn't going to let you get away with making mistakes, so he also punished you. Easy at first, but if you kept making the same mistake, his punishments got worse and worse. Since you didn't want to get punished, you began to do what he wanted you to.    Life wasn't bad once you did what he told you to. It was actually rather nice to live with him. He gave you only the best of things. The best food, the best clothing, the best entertainment. As long as you didn't try to run away, it was lovely. He took care of you, and secretly, that had been what you wanted. For most of your life, you had to fight for what you wanted. It was nice to get pampered.    Jumin liked pampering you as well. He thought you of a doll that needed to be protected. The world was too dangerous for you and he was the only one that would be capable of keeping you safe from everything. He didn't mind. He wanted to do that for you and even more. He wanted to be your everything. He was going to be your everything, no matter what you said about it. You didn't have a choice.

707: 

   Seven made sure that the bomb would blow up if anyone but him tried to get into the apartment. He did this so no one would be able to see you except him. He wanted you all to yourself. He had come over and began to live with you in the apartment, saying that he needed to protect you. Nothing was trying to hurt you at the moment, but he was using it as an excuse for him to be able to live with you.

   He was rather similar to his normal self when he was just around you. He was funny and stupid at times, always trying to make you laugh at whatever he had said. He was your hero. He wouldn't want it to be any other way. He loved being this way with you, as it made him feel like he was needed by someone. He wouldn't let anyone hurt you.

   But, when the others looked at your new friendship together, they could tell something was weird. Seven had been messaging the others, telling them that you were safe and that they didn't need to worry about you. You were safe under his protection. They weren't sure why he was so confident about what he was saying, He never was this way before, why was he like this now?

   A few of them tried to contact you and ask about it, but you didn't understand what they were saying. You didn't see that side of Seven. Whenever he talked to you about anything, it was always just him joking and making you feel good. You would never suspect that he was almost threatening the others to stay away from you.  You thought that everything was fine.

   And Seven was going to make sure that it stayed that way.

Unknown:    Boy, Unknown could be very protective of you. Sometimes it was nice to have someone who would kill for you, but other times not so much. Metaphorically it was nice, but when Unknown came back covered in blood and expected a thank you from you, it wasn't very fun. You were shocked and scared. You tried to explain to him why you were feeling this way, but he wouldn't listen to you. He just got angry and walked away.    You still loved him after that incident, but it was an eye-opening for you. He was dangerous. Sure ,you knew it before. It was hard to not notice that with him. But, it wasn't that it was just dangerous in general. He had a dangerous love that could drive him to do anything. He would even go against the Savior for you. It was rare it would go that far, but if it did, he wasn't against doing that.    Your opinion on how he acted always changed. Sometimes it was nice to know that he would protect you, but must of the time it was overboard. You could deal with things on your own. You didn't need him swooping in and making sure others knew not to even deal with you. He caused you to be rather lonely at times, due to him feeling that you would only ever need him.    Sure, you did spend most of the time with him, but it still would be nice to spend time with others. He didn't want you to even look at other people. It got on your nerves but you just dealt with it since you didn't want to deal with him when he was angry. All relationships had bumpy patches to them and this was just yours. You were used to it and it didn't bother you anymore.    You knew that he loved you and you loved him with all of your heart.

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Mystic Messenger ( 707 x Reader )

Warning(s): Based on the song: Mystic Messenger Opening Theme Link Title: Mystic Messenger Pairing: Choi Saeyoung x Reader Fandom: Mystic Messenger Word Count: 5,395 (I just got your messages) Every morning I wake up to the same sweet sound Picking up my cell phone that’s been ringing Wondering what’s new? What have I missed? I was offline Anyway I will end up hearing your story    707 woke up, something that was a bit odd for him. He never slept on an average night. He was used to staying up for as long as possible, always trying to get his work done before he allowed himself the pleasure of sleep. The only reason he had gone to sleep when he did was because you had made him through the texts the two of you sent. You even had called him to convince him. He didn't want to upset you and he truly needed sleep. So, he gave into your requests.    He heard the ringing of his phone and saw the green blinking light that alerted him that he had a new message on his phone. He was used to this, as he wasn't always able to see every chat that happened in the messenger. He tried to check over every one once he woke up, but he had trouble with his work. He needed to get straight to work, but he did allow himself some relaxation time. He didn't want the others to get worried about him.    He began to read over the messages and noticed that you had a conversation with Jumin late at night. He rolled his eyes, finding it ironic that you had stayed up quite late while you made him go to bed early. As he read the messages, he realized that you hadn't been able to go to sleep once you had finished the conversation with him. He enjoyed reading your conversations as it helped him learn more about you, even if he wasn't having the conversation with you.    He grabbed his glasses, which allowed him to read the messages better. He had a quick chat with V about something he had texted him earlier before getting dressed. He didn't have time to take part in-    His phone began to ring. He almost didn't look at who it was, but for some reason, he did. It was you. He knew he shouldn't pick up, but he did.    "Just wake up, sleepy beauty?" He asked, smirking. He hoped that you were blushing at his silly choice of words.    "Yeah, I guess you did to."    "Yeah, but I went to bed before you, now didn't I? I thought that we would both be going to be. You lied to me dear." He chuckled as he heard you sputter to respond to him, "Don't worry. I was just getting ready to get started with work."    "Oh, I don't want to bother you. Have a good day at work, okay?" You sounded so sweet and meaningful.    "Yeah, don't worry. Have a good day. Talk to you later, bye-bye!" How are you doing today? Same questions every single day Please know that I’m not good at asking you    707 always asked you how you were doing in the morning as well as right before he finished up work, almost always at the same time. No matter if he had things to do, he always made sure that he sent you that message before starting his work. He wasn't really sure why he did it, but he would feel weird if he didn't. When things got into a schedule, it felt weird to break it. So, every morning, he would send you that text.    It didn't bother you, since you knew he meant well by it. Yes, he did ask it every morning, but you didn't care. You wouldn't care if he just asked the same questions all the time. You knew that he meant every word in them and that he wasn't just trying to be nice because he felt bad. He generally cared about being nice to you and it felt nice. You hadn't had that kind of relationship with someone for a really long time. You were glad to have it back, as almost any other normal person would be feeling.    Your answers were normally very similar, since you had just woken up and everything was fine. But sometimes it changed. Sometimes you had a bad night and ranted to him about what happened. He would listen and if it sounded like you had a terrible, terrible night, he would call you. Hearing someone's voice definitely gave you a sense of immense care.    These little talks meant so much to you and Seven. The two of you began to get closer than the other members, even though it had only been about two days. You weren't sure why, but you guessed it was how he made you feel so happy. His jokes and silly attitude (most of the time), caused your heart to flutter and your stomach to flip.    You hadn't felt this happy in quite a long time. Yes, you were content with your life, but that always wasn't the best thing. When you are content and don't want things to change, nothing does. When you are happy and are being told of things that you could do, you began to reach for more things than you were already doing. He did that for you and you hoped you were doing the same thing for him.    It didn't matter that your conversation were sometimes awkward or that he repeated a lot of his questions. All that mattered was that he truly cared about the words that he was saying. Your face lights up laughing from the jokes I’ve made You would never guess that I am suspicious    707 never told you about what he first thought about you. He made sure to keep that secret from you since he didn't want your relationship with him to suffer from it. He really did care about you, but he was worried more about the members of the RFA at first. He thought you may be a spy for some other organization. He didn't want things to get ruined just because he let his guard down. He couldn't let that happen.    So he kept his suspicions to himself while he started to get to know you. He would never tell you, but that didn't matter. It didn't take him long to figure out that you weren't part of anything. You had just stumbled across this app on accident and had just followed what that person had told you. He wasn't sure how he felt about everything. He didn't like that you had been tricked into going to Rika's apartment, but he he couldn't stop that from happening.    Plus, if you hadn't done what you had, the two of you would have never met. Sure, sometimes he thought it would be better to keep you from getting close to him, but he could still accept that he had a good friendship with you. He just didn't want it to go any further because he didn't want to hurt you. Even with the small amount of time the two of you knew each other, he felt like it could develop into more.    He would just have to make sure it didn't. (Ticktok Ticktok time is running out What are you doing now?) I don’t know where you are, Don’t even know your name They think I’m crazy. My heartbeat goes up Words cannot express my love for you    707 was failing at the one goal that he set with you. He didn't want you keep you too close and didn't want your relationship together to turn into something that could end in pain for you. He could only cause pain and he didn't want you to be one of the people that had to deal with that. The two of you couldn't get into anything romantic for that exact reason.    Even though he kept reminding himself that he couldn't allow himself to get attached, he couldn't help it. He had begun to fall for you hard and he couldn't tell if he was going to be able to stop. He felt your relationship with him was like Alice, falling down the terrifying hole that led to Wonderland. He felt like his hole would just end with a splat and the unthinkable would happen. He was the hole and you were Alice, having fun until the terrible happened. Having fun until you hit the ground with a terrible snap.    He sighed as he went back to sending you messages. He was eating at the moment and had time to pay attention to what you were sending him. ...    You leaned back in your bed, staring up at the phone that was in your hands. You had just received a message from 707. The two of you talked more than most of the other members. You weren't sure why, but it just seemed like it was natural. He made you laugh at almost everything he said. He was just so funny and so nice to you. Whenever you got worried about what was going on, he would console you.        You didn't even know his real name, but he already meant so much to you. It was weird to you. You never thought you could get this close to someone when you had just met them a few days ago. Still, you tried to ignore all of that and focus on all the good things that were happening to you. You thought that this app and the person who messaged you originally were going to cause you trouble. Yet, here you were, having the most fun and enjoyment that you've had in years. You had been in a bad stage of depression but now that you had these people to talk to, it seemed to be getting better.      You were getting up earlier and even started to clean up the apartment. You didn't look at any of the papers since V didn't want you to. You wouldn't break a promise. So, you just gathered all the different papers and put them in the safest place in the apartment. Once you had done that, you cleaned up the rest of the apartment. It began to make you feel like it could really be your home for however long you were going to be stuck here.    At first, it felt like this was a prison cell and that you were trapped. While you were still trapped now, it didn't feel like it anymore. You weren't just trying to figure out what was going on. While you were still trapped in the apartment, you weren't just trying to figure out what was going on. You were also making friendship with the people you had just met. It was nice and it helped you forgot how weird this circumstance was to begin with.    Some of them just seemed like they would be good friends, like Jaehee and Yoosung. There was one who you felt like could turn into more, but you were trying to ignore it. You knew that it would probably never happen, but you can dream, right? Even if 707 didn't like you back, it was still nice to have a crush. You just wouldn't force yourself upon him like some creepy people do with crushes. Did you get mysterious messages? It’s a piece of the puzzle The letters are the only clues to solving hidden mysteries    You continued talking to everyone on the messenger and developed friendships with all of them. You got the closest to Yoosung, but still never thought of him in any way that wasn't a friendship. You weren't interested in him and you wouldn't fake anything. Even though Seven wasn't able to talk to you in the daylight hours as much as the others, you didn't mind. You still kept your crush, which began to burn even more with every conversation you had with him.    While doing this, you had been organizing the party. You wanted it to be amazing, or at least not terrible. You kept worrying about it being sucky, but you didn't tell anyone that. You kept a glass half full outlook on everything and this party wasn't going to be any different. If you put your hard work into it, it would turn out well. All you had to do was do your best, since that was all you could do. Plus, if this party didn't do as well as you wanted, you still had the next one to improve on.    That meant it would depend on if V would want you to help host another party. You wondered what you would do once the party was done. Would you just go back to your normal life like it was before all of this happened? Would you even want it to? You would like to be in less danger than you were in now, but you still were having fun. It was exciting to be planning this party and making friends. Would they still be your friends after the party or would you they all drift apart from you once the party was over?    You tried not to think about it, for fear of slipping into another depression state. That wasn't something that you needed and so you were going to do everything in your power to keep it away. You refused to even acknowledge that it was creeping up on you. This meant that you began to clean and do a lot more chores, even when compared to before.    You needed to stay busy. Did you get mysterious messages? If you can feel the trace, that is me. Call me out I’ve been watching you from the start    707 watched as you busily cleaned up the apartment. When he had time, he liked to check in on you. It wasn't like he was protective or anything. He was just seeing what you were doing, out of curiosity. It wasn't like he wanted to keep making sure you were safe because he cared for you deeply. No, that wasn't it. At least, that was what he wouldn't accept. He couldn't, because it would put you in too much danger.    He didn't understand why you were doing it, but he didn't question it. You were locked inside all day, it must be boring. He hated making you stay in the apartment, but it was the only safe place for you at the moment. Plus, if you left, you might explode. He was the only one who knew the entire truth about the bomb and he wasn't sure if he wanted to keep it that way. He just listened to what V told him to do, even if he didn't agree with some of it.    He shook his head, thoughts being thrown at him from every angle of his mind. Most of them either involved you of the RFA. He was getting distracted from his work and he couldn't do that. He needed to stay focused, but when he was worried about you, it was hard. He wanted to make sure that you were safe and didn't get hurt because of him. That was his worse fear. It was the reason why he wasn't allowing you to get any closer to him than you already had been.    It was hard because deep down he really wanted to get to know you in more than a friendship way. But, he forced himself to turn off the monitor that was showing him what you were doing. If he wanted to do any work today, he needed it off. He needed to give his mind a break of you and try to go back to how it was before you showed up and tangled him up in a love ribbon. Remember yesterday how we texted on and on and on I have never met someone so pure like you    It was late at night when you received a text from 707. You didn't mind. You liked texting to him and it just so happened that it was a night that you were having trouble going to sleep. Most of the time, it seemed like it wasn't a problem for you to go to sleep. Yet, tonight, it must have been something to do with the air. Something was keeping you awake. Maybe it was fate, wanting you to talk to 707. You liked to think that.    He would joke with you all the time and sometimes those jokes turned a bit more flirty than he originally intended. Still, whenever he said anything and then regretted it, thinking it was too risky in the flirty department. You never quite understood what he was referencing and just thought that it was just a silly joke that he was telling you. He would feel his face heat up when you did this as he thought about how cute you were! It was almost unbearable.    He didn't understand how someone could be as pure as you. He wanted to keep you that way, but he knew that was impossible. The only way for that to happen would be if he locked you up, like Rapunzel. Yes, he had you locked up at the moment, but it wasn't to keep you pure. That was for your safety. He would let you go when he was sure that the threat had been dealt with.    Even when you lost the purity that you possessed at that moment, he knew that it would never truly be gone. You would always have that innocence that sparkled behind your eyes, he knew that much. He just knew that due to the kind of person you were. He felt it deep in his stomach and in his heart that what he thought was true. As he thought about it, he realized that he wasn't sure if it was true. Did he know that? Was he certain that you were going to be the same person he met? That you would forever be a pure person?    Or was he just hoping that because he was worried about him bringing some things into your life that might taint you? Imagine something new that is fully out of this world You and me let's marry in the space station (Mystical Messages) Mystic clue of this puzzle    He quickly shock his head and looked back down at his phone. He didn't need to think about that right now. It was too late and soon he would have to go back to work. He had taken a small nap that would allow him to keep going throughout the night. Ever since he thought you were in danger, he had been working even harder to fix everything. He was going to make sure that you were safe, no matter if he had to give up some of his sleep to see that.    "Hey, you know what we should do?" He texted you.        "What?"    "We should get married~!" He joked.    "Married? Where would we do that?" You were playing along with him, something that he loved. It made him feel like he was really funny and that you were enjoying his conversations.    "Hm...Why not on the space station? I think it would be perfect!"    "Sounds nice, pretty stares in the background. (^-^). "    "YEAH!!!"    "So, you promise if we get married, it will be on the space station?" You smiled as you typed up the message, a small amount of truth to the text. Not about the space station, but about the marriage thing. You were like a little girl, imagining herself getting married to her crush, before they were even together. Such a cute and pure thing for anyone to do.    "Of course!"    "Great~" (Mystical Messenger) It's too dangerous, don't come close You think I'm crazy. My heartbeat goes up No matter what I must follow my heart    As the two of you got closer, 707 decided it was getting too dangerous for you. He couldn't let it go any farther than it already had. He knew that he might hurt you in the process, but it was for your safety. He would do anything to keep you safe, even if that meant he had to try to ignore you. He would have to be mean, but it would be worth it in the long run. You could get with someone else in the RFA.    He knew he would feel jealous inside if you did start to fall for someone else, but he would ignore it. He would prefer for you to get with Jumin if you got with anyone. He would have enough money to provide for you. Plus, you would be able to see Elizabeth the Third all the time. It would be lovely for you and you would have a happy life. It didn't matter that he wouldn't be your prince or hero, he would never be that. He was a bad person and he didn't deserve you.    His heart was screaming for you to be part of his life, but his brain was telling him that it was too dangerous. He hated the war that was waging within him. He wanted it to just stop. He wanted his brain to win because in that world you would be safe from everything that came with him. He would be lonely but that was just what he was destined to be.    But, he didn't know how strong a heart could fight when it was for something or someone that you really cared about. He didn't have anyone that came close to reaching the amount of care he felt for you. He was stepping into new territory and he wasn't prepared for what was to come. He didn't know what to expect and that meant he couldn't prepare for it. Did you get mysterious messages? It’s a piece of the puzzle The letters are the only clues to solving hidden mysteries    You couldn't ignore that message from the Unknown person though. It was so weird and whenever you tried to contact them, they just ignored you. It was annoying! You just wanted to figure out what was going on and you assumed that they were the best person to ask. They had to know since they were the one that sent you on this crazy journey to begin with.    You were slightly worried that they were a bad person, but since you hadn't felt threatened while in the apartment, you weren't quite sure how to feel. It wasn't like you trusted the Unknown person, but you weren't as scared as you were by them anymore. They didn't respond to your messages, so you just assumed that they didn't care anymore. They had done their part of whatever this plan was and so their part was done. At least, that was what you were thinking about it. It helped you stay calm and feel safe in your life.    But, you thought that too soon. You weren't prepared when someone tried to break into the apartment. All you could think about doing was running to the bedroom and locking the door. Sadly, you had left your phone out in the living room when you began to run. You were in such a state of shock that you didn't remember that was the only way for you to communicate to others.    That was when you remembered that 707 said that there were cameras were in the apartment except certain rooms such as bathroom,bedroom, and kitchen. You quickly hid and just began to hope that he was going to check the cameras sometime soon. You pulled your knees against your chest and buried your face in your knees. You tried your hardest not to be too scared. He would save you, right? Did you get mysterious messages? If you can feel the trace, that is me. Call me out I’ve been watching you from the start    Your prays were answered when you heard a bunch of noise outside of your room. It took a few minutes, but soon it all went quiet. You weren't sure what to do since it could be bad or good. You could get hurt but what if Seven was hurt out there as well. He needed your help. Just as you were about to open the door to check it out, you heard a knock on the door. Then a voice,    "(Y/N), are you okay?" You knew who that voice belonged to. You had talked to him on the phone for what seemed like hours before. It belonged to the one and only Seven Oh Seven.    You quickly opened the door, looking up at the man you hadn't seen the face of ever. You had only ever heard his voice and seen the words that he typed out. You had an idea of what he looked like with the images and the emojis he sent, but this was so much different. Pictures were nothing compared to the real thing and you felt your heart leap in your throat when you finally saw him. It was due to all the emotions you had felt in the past few hours. You couldn't help but break down and begin in cry. It wasn't sobbing, but instead silent tears.        You rushed into his arms and wrapped your own around him. He was shocked and didn't know what to do at first. Then, as he began to understand the motion you were doing, he began to hug you back. His arms were long and felt like they would protect you from anything that tried to hurt you. He slowly began to pet your hair, attempting to comfort you as you cried into his jacket. He didn't care. He knew that you needed to get this all out. He knew what it could be like when you held in emotions and just needed to get them out. Just like a water balloon, it can only carry so much water before it bursts. It was the same concept with emotions, no matter which kind.    "Don't worry, he's gone. I scared him off," He whispered in your ear, leading you back to the couch. He slowly sat down and had you sit next to him. He held you until you thought you were feeling better. You pulled away and wiped your eyes with your white sweater sleeve.    "Sorry...I didn't mean to cry. I just got really worked up about this whole thing. I'm not used to being in this much danger. I promise I'll be better from now on. I don't think I'll have this kind of reaction again," You said as if it were a bad thing with the way that you reacted.    "No, don't apoligize. It's totally fine. I would have been scared. I promise though, you are going to be safe. Just to be sure, I'm going to stay here and do my work here while we figure all of this out. That way you won't be alone anymore so this can't happen." He smiled at you which caused your heart to skip a beat again. You smiled back at him, just happy that it was all over with.    "Thanks Seven."    "No problem." Someone set us up to play in this secret game. (Keep it cool, don't react) Trust in your judgement Did you see the messages I've been sending you? Open your eyes, see the light    It was harder for 707 to try to ignore you when he was living in the same apartment as you. He still was able to do it to an extent, but it was still hard. He could see your face now when talking to you and when he tried to ignore you, he could see the sadness and pain on your face. It hurt him a lot more now. He didn't want to continue, but how couldn't he? He had already put you in so much danger.    He knew that this Unknown person was seriously dangerous now. Before he had just suspected that the person was dangerous, but now that the person acted upon it, he was certain that your life was getting more and more dangerous. Were you already in so much danger that it wouldn't matter if you were with him? Deep down he wanted to believe that, but he felt like it wasn't true. Someone could take you and use your pain to torture 707 without even touching him. He knew that it could happen and he couldn't let it.    He sighed to himself as he continued to work on whatever he was suppose to be doing. His work was slipping slightly because he was trying to figure out if he should keep your relationship together going or try to cut it off. Now he pushed all of those thoughts back and focused on the work that was in front of him at the moment. It should be the only thing that he was focusing on.    He knew that you were watching him do his work, which was something that you tended to do quite a bit. He wasn't sure why you enjoyed it so much, but he tried to just ignore it. He thought that you did it just to spend some time with him since he was trying to push away from him. You just wouldn't let him. It wasn't even that you were trying to force upon a romantic relationship, but you just wanted to keep your friendship together. You didn't want to lose him just because he was scared. He told you that it was too dangerous for the two of you to be friends, but you just ignored what he said. You could take whatever came with being friends with these new people.    It was your choice, not his. He would just have to deal with what you decided to do. You knew that he wasn't happy with your choice, but as you said, there was nothing he could do about it. You were your own person. He could decide what he wanted to do and you were do what you wanted to. It just turned out that you wanted to keep your friendship while 707 was trying to push you away.    He wasn't being successful in his quest to make you hate him. You just kept trying harder and harder to keep your friendship together alive. No matter what he did, you were going to continue to fight. (Don't fall for any of his party invites) Did you get mysterious messages? It’s a piece of the puzzle The letters are the only clues to solving hidden mysteries    Since you wouldn't let go of your friendship with 707, he finally gave in to what he wanted. He wasn't going to be able to make you stop and if he himself stopped trying to keep you away, he may be able to protect you better. If you were close to him, it would be easier for him to protect you since you were close to him. You couldn't be happier when he started to warm up to you and stopped trying to keep you away. It was wonderful and you were so happy! You almost couldn't express how excited you were.    It didn't take long for something to develop between the two of you that wasn't just a friendship. It was love that was seeping in from your feelings that were already created. It was making sure that it didn't just burst in and flood over both of you. Your relationship needed to go slow, even though both of you had already developed a large amount of love for each other.    So, even though you could get hurt by that Unknown person, it didn't matter anymore. 707 had lost control of his brain and was just following his heart now. He didn't care that you may be in a more amount of danger from being with him. He promised to himself and to you that he was going to protect you and make sure that you wouldn't get hurt.    He wasn't someone who broke promises.        So, no matter what happened and what was coming in the future, the two of you could deal with it together. If you get mysterious messages, stand by me hold my hand, don't lose hope, you know why I will never leave you alone