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Self Fulfilling Prophecy (707 x Reader)

[Summary: Seven begins to act cold after he starts to stay with you for your own safety. However, it was too late to spare you from the heartbreak that he was sure you were doomed to. If only it didn’t take a physical form. A form that might kill you. (They/Them pronouns)

Warnings:Hanahaki Disease, Hurt/Comfort, blood,

Request: From my request survey (https://forms.gle/D9rsJtkERoBPaKvv8)]

Seven was so different since he’d started staying with you. He had been cold. He started avoiding you almost instantly. He’d snap at you any time you tried to talk to him. It was such a shocking change from how he was just a couple days before. You missed the quirky, high energy person you have been talking to earlier. But you were also so worried for the version of Seven that was right in front of you. People don’t just change like that for no reason. You had to wonder what was up.

If only you could focus on that, instead of the growing pressure in your chest. It was hard to help Seven when you felt your breathing slowly growing weaker. At first, you assumed it was just the stress getting to you. You were in danger. So much had changed in such a short time. And the man you had been falling for was suddenly treating you like he hated you. It was a lot to take in. It was no surprise that you were starting to feel a bit under the weather. 

And then there was the cough. It seemed like your body was trying to rip something free from your lungs. The amount of force each cough held was ridiculous. Still, you refused to believe that there was anything more to it than a bit of stress. At least until the petals started to appear. Small, red stained petals appear in the tissues every time you had a coughing fit. Of course, you had heard of hanahaki disease. It was a rare condition, though. It felt unbelievable that it would happen to you. 

Unrequited love taking physical form. Flowers sprouting in the lungs of each of the disease’s victims. The feeling of heartbreak when you feel like your love was doomed was bad enough, but the crushing feeling of foliage blooming in your chest only made things worse. 

Of course, when you realized what you had, you knew exactly what happened. You had let yourself fall too hard for Seven too quickly. The quick explosion of emotion was bound to blow up in your face. Especially with Seven acting the way that he was. The coldness seemed to make the flowers grow faster. It was almost as though you could feel the roots dig deeper into your body every time Seven pointedly ignored you. 

You knew that the only way to fix it was to confront the situation. Emotion clears away emotion. A solid, tangible heartbreak from a straightforward rejection was known to clear away the flowers that grew with hanahaki disease. That was what you expected to happen, at least. With the way Seven had begun to treat you, you knew there was no outcome besides rejection. However, the idea of confronting the issue made you feel guilty. It was clear that Seven didn’t want to talk to you. How selfish would it be to make him deal with that issue, considering everything else that he was dealing with? You couldn’t bear the thought of that conversation.

So you stayed silent, hoping the feelings would fade, taking the ever-growing flowers with them. Only, that wasn’t what happened. The flowers continued to grow, roots worming their way through the walls of your lungs, filling your breath with blood.

“Seven, have you eaten yet?” you asked timidly. It was one of the only things that you could bring yourself to talk to him about. He still hated the conversations, but you couldn’t help but care. 

“I have some chips,” came his monotone response. He still didn’t look up from his computer. 

“I can make you something if you’d li-” your offer was cut off with a coughing fit. You would normally go to get yourself a tissue, however, the force of each cough made it hard for you to move. You almost seemed to curl up into yourself as the fit progressed, your ribs screaming from the force. 

Seven still didn’t look up at first. The coughing fits weren’t anything new, and you were sure that he thought it was just a cold or something. That was, until you dropped to the ground, your body no longer able to hold out under the force of each cough. You were coughing so hard that you seemed to just lose your balance completely. As you dropped to your knees, Seven finally raised his gaze away from the screen. 

You weren’t sure what you expected, but it wasn’t the look of fear in his eyes as blood dripped past your lips. You didn’t expect him to set his laptop to the side, or rush over to you. You didn’t expect the hand on your back, or the one that guided you to the bedroom you had been staying in. And you certainly didn’t expect his shocked and angry reaction as he saw the pile of old, bloody tissues that had accumulated next to your bed.

“How long have you been this sick? Why didn’t you tell me? Do you have medicine? Do I need to bring you to the hospital? How could you not tell me?” The rapid-fire questions were hard to process. You hadn’t expected so much angry concern. You were completely unsure of how to respond.

“I-” you were cut off with another cough and another round of questioning from Seven. You didn’t get the chance to respond before he ran off to the bathroom, raiding the medicine cabinet for anything that might help. At least, with the assumption that this was some regular cough. You were thankful that he hadn’t seemed to notice the petals tucked away in each of the tissues that sat next to you. You still weren’t sure how you would explain the situation to him. At least if he thought it was just a bad cough, pneumonia maybe, he would stop worrying after a while. You hoped he would, at least.

“(Y/n), you need to take this,” he insisted, as he handed you the cough medicine that he had managed to find. You were thankful that there was something in that cabinet that hadn't expired. You knew that it wouldn’t do anything to help, but at least it might make him feel better. You hated seeing him worry, though it felt good to have his attention again. You just wished the circumstances were different. It was a bittersweet feeling. 

“I’m sorry, Seven,” you managed to mutter out, your voice coarser than you had expected. 

“I don’t know what you’re apologizing for. Just sleep,” he responded, still cold, but you wondered if there was something underneath the ice of his tone. You weren’t tired, but you couldn’t bring yourself to argue. So you closed your eyes and waited for sleep to set in.

- - - - -

“They’re sick. You need to let me have Jumin send a doctor,” you could hear the voice through the thick fog of sleep, though you couldn’t place it. The why and the who were lost on you as all context reminded clouded in drowsy fog. “No, V. This is serious. They’re coughing up blood. I can’t sit here and do nothing.”

You lay there listening for a moment as you collect your thoughts, pulling the rest of your brain back to reality. You had never heard Seven that upset before, even as he snapped at you for trying to drag him away from his work. And you certainly hadn’t heard him talk like that to V. He always seemed to speak to V as though he was some kind of savior. You didn’t know that full story of them, but you knew that this was new for Seven. And you didn’t know how to feel about it. 

It was at the moment that another coughing fit announced your awakening. Seven hung up almost immediately, turning his attention to you quicker than you could have expected. He was by your side in an instant, trying to comfort you in any way he could. The soothing words felt odd in contrast to how he had been acting earlier. But the look in his eyes was so genuine. You wanted to savor the attention for a moment. Only for a flower to appear in your hand, red stained and entirely too revealing.

It felt like the world paused for a moment. Seven stared at the bundle of petals in your head, and you felt like you could feel the realization sinking in. Coughing up flowers could only mean one thing. Everyone knew that. And Luciel Choi was far too smart to be in denial about what he was seeing right in front of him.

Neither of you knew what to say at first. You had no clue how long the silence stretched on. It felt like an eternity and a second at the same time. 

“Why didn’t you tell me?” he asked in a heartbreaking whisper.

“I didn’t think you’d want to know,” was all you could think to say. The moment after stretched on for another emotion-soaked eternity. And then, before you could even notice him moving, his arms were around you.

You could feel him sobbing as he muttered apologies into your shoulder. You had never seen him so vulnerable. You wondered how many people were even alive that had. All you could do was run your hand through his hair, waiting for him to gather himself up enough to talk a bit more clearly. You knew that you needed to discuss the issue finally. You had put it off long enough. And now you had no other option. 

“(Y/n), I’m not a good person. I’m not the person who deserves this from you. There are so many better people. You deserve so much better.”

“Is that you telling me that you don’t feel the same?” You ask. You needed a clear answer. At the very least, you could finally breathe again if you got a clear answer. 

“No,” he said, “This is me trying to protect you. But I suppose that hasn’t been working out the way that I meant.”

He muttered the last part, his eyes drifting over to the stack of used tissues. It was clear that his attempt to save you from himself had only backfired. You didn’t need saving from him. You needed him. 

“Seven, I love you. Tell me you feel the same way, please,” You had no idea when you got so bold, but maybe it was the look in his eyes that did it. Someone needed to take the reins. And you supposed that it would have to be you this time. 

“I do,” he managed to choke out, though you could tell that he still felt unsure about letting you near him.

“Then we can work everything else out from here,” you told him. And you fully believed it. Everything you work out. You could already feel your lungs starting to clear up as you grabbed his hand. You just needed to work it out together. And now that you knew that he felt the same way, you weren’t about to let him push you away again.

[A/N: I'm definitely a bit rusty. Sorry for being MIA for so long. But hopefully, I'll get back on track soon enough.]

Hello!! May I request fluff male reader headcanons that include Saeyoung Choi, Jumin Han, and Zen?

The scenario in which the headcanons would take place would be them reacting to the reader coming out as trans(ftm). Like you stated In your rules, only do It if youre comfortable with it :)

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You're talking to a ftm guy here I'd be stupid if I declined this :)

And since this is a brainrot, this won't be structured and Imma talk like I ususally would Might actually make it more fun for you to read too

Mystic Messenger Masterlist

I hope this is what you wanted & you enjoy reading! Tips are very appreciated!

TW: you gettin misgendered to list and example, I'll make them red and small so you can avoid them if you need. And it's only once in Zen's part

x male! reader

Headcanon: Hyun Ryu, Jumin Han, Saeyoung Choi reacting to their s/o coming out as ftm

Zen doesn't know what that is, honestly, so you're going to have to explain it to him

If you started dating when you were still presenting as female- well

He is really confused about it, wonders what will happen with your relationship, but he is quick to decide he doesn't want to lose you just because you're no longer presenting female

I can totes imagine him realizing he's bi once he thinks about you being a guy, and realizing that really relieved the both of you, cuz a reason why you didn't tell him right away was because you were afraid he would break up with you, right? And he's just happy he still loves you the same as ever

Like- he loves you so much, that's why he doesn't want to stop loving you, you get me?

But really, that one was actually obvious; he made it very clear in the very beginning that he loves you unconditionally, he loves you for you! So it really was just the attraction to your body that could've changed, but nope

It all takes a few minutes to click, and a few hours of talking for him to confidentally being able to say he is in love with another guy. That being because of his initial confusion and him feeling unsure

He loves seeing you relax more, slowly seeing you more happy and confident of yourself as time moves on

Caution though: he will slip up every now and then with nicknames. He is so used calling you female terms, please forgive him

"Princess, I'm ho- no. Fuck! Prince, I'm home! I'm so sorry, handsome!"

He tries to make up for it and shoo away any approaching dysphoria with male gendered compliments

If you already transitioned before you got to know each other, you, again, will have to explain what being trans means, but it will be much less confusing because of the lack of a sexuality crisis

And, well, Zen just stood there (you can actually imagine him looking at you like in the picture above, just with wider eyes)

One educational conversation later and he is all good, and he's actually amazed about that topic Like- Whoa! People sense that their gender assigned at birth is wrong? And there are multiple adjustment operations? Cool!

"I would've never guessed!", maybe not the best thing to tell a trans person, but he makes up for it by putting the topic aside once you're finished and said everything you wanted to say You know, to get back to your normal routine. The least thing Zen wants is you feeling like anything will change now just cause he knows now

Overall rating: 6/10, he's clumsy and needs a bit of time, but it's clear he does his absolute best

Jumin has basic knowledge when it comes to trans people due to Pride events in the company, but never looked into it more than he had to

And it certainly comes as a surprise when you tell him

Let's talk post transition first cause we wanna save our jokes for later, k?

So...you already transitioned and finally come forth to tell Jumin you're trans

...

There is not much of a reaction cause he literally doesn't care He's all like: "Alright, darling. Love you." and honestly, I love that But if, and only if, you look nervous or scared about it he will further talk about the subject

And an explaination of how he fell in love with a man (aka you) follows, a man who he swore to love forever. And Jumin was no person to break a promise, okay? He still loves you the same as ever

He really could not care less about how your body looks, you will always, always, always be ravishing in his eyes

And now pre transition hehehehe

Jumin looks at you in silence for a few seconds, raising a hand to his chin in thought

"Hmm..."

You could've never known what he was thinking about, no matter how agressively you were to look back at him

"I suppose I am gay after all.", and he cracks a smile

He doesn't even give you time to react as he mumbles on, telling you to leave a list of things you need on the table until tomorrow morning and it shall be aquired for you

"I will notify the workers here as well. If one of them slips up, please do tell me. I'll cut their payment."

And for the rest of the conversation he let's you decide what you want to be clear about

Overall rating: 11/10, I may be biased on this one, but come on...This man is so chill about it and will make sure you're in a safe environment

Now when I tell you Saeyoung knew, I mean he KNEW

He literally hacked into your social media and dug around in your phone, but you didn't say anything when you were called a girl, so he didn't say anything. It was either because you weren't sure about it yet or you didn't want to come out if they somehow found out about you ig

OR maybe you already transitioned during that time, then forget the part about you not saying anything to being misgendered, really just thought of the beginning of the game

Anyways, the man knew and he was like WhoA

Ehehe uvu cute boyfie, yes please Cuz this man is a raging bisexual, prefers men

His heart exploded the moment you told him, like- He is so proud of you you figured this out for yourself and trusted this info with him, in a world filled with homophobia and transphobia. Even tho he always supported the LGBTQ+ community and made sure you knew he did(and made hints he is part of it as well, but it seemed more like bromance jokes)

If you haven't started your transition, he'll lay down the questions: Who is allowed to now? Which nicknames are off limits? Where am I allowed to touch you? Things like that

Other than that, not much additional explainations are needed, he already knows at least the basic info and can easily find the parts he's lacking

Cuz now's not the time for talking. Let's get your measurements to buy you a binder! He offers you his socks to use for a packer, jokingly, but it felt too real dsfigodsifg

"Once we're getting married in space we can put a trans flag on the moon.", he muffles into your neck before leaving a trail of kisses on it

Overall rating: 10/10, pls, he is so sweet and loves sharing lgbtq+ memes with you and knows his stuff AND willing to run the extra mile for your comfort

Can i get some NSFW headcanons with a reader who's pretty subby and extremely embarrassed about it? prefferably with jumin and seven if that would be ok. I love your work dude, thanks for writing these :]

hi, anon! thank you so much for this- you're my first request :o i didn't quite expect nsfw to be the first one but CRACKS KNUCKLES, i guess we're getting right into it then? TwT

i don't want to make this too lewd but... ? when i got to seven i think i might have become a little unhinged O_O i hope you like it! i feel like it ended up WAY longer than i thought it would be so i put it under a 'read more' :D

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jumin

— I really think Jumin wouldn't even notice it at first.

— His way of speaking and overall demeanor triggers something in you and you blush easily, your legs close, you lick your lips and they part, and you kinda just... lose your entire brain around the man.

— but eventually he'll pick up on it, he always will, because he pays so much attention to you. He'll consciously choose to speak with an authoritative undertone and oh god, those words...

— “You look absolutely... ravishing tonight.” man you already know you're in for it. Imagine him rasping it out.

— but the real kicker here is when he brings out the “Good girl.” or the “Good boy.”

— You are absolutely flustered and he eats it all up. He'll pull your chair out and help you sit, then lets his hair just tickle your skin and his lips breathe right by your neck when he pushes your chair towards the table again. You can see his back as he walks to the opposite end but what you don't see is the smirk on his face.

— After riling you up the whole night he'll pull you into his lap and watch you squirm, touching you so lightly and talking sweetly into your ear.

— He'll make you so red before giving into what you want. And you have to say it. None of that mumbling and looking away.

— He'll hold your chin and make sure you meet his eyes. “What was that, kitten? I need to hear you tell me what you want.”

— When you do end up telling him, his eyes would light up and he'd flip you you over, his body now caging yours from above as he chuckles.

— “See... when you use your words...” he whispers against your skin, kissing down from your jaw to your neck. “I can give you what you want.”

— When you'd look away the moment he'd begin to take off your clothes he. He just. “None of that, darling, don't hide from me...”

— I'm not kidding, and his eyes, they'd be so full of love and passion, dark and yet fond at the same time.

— And just because he's Jumin Han he would most definitely hold you down by the hips and take you in his mouth.

— “Keep your eyes on me, love, or else I'll stop.”

— and it's not just if you looked away.

— if you covered your mouth with your hand? He'd quickly take both your wrists in one hand and hold them above your head.

— “I want to hear every. Single. Sound. You. Make.”

— Jumin will even tease your hole with his tip, circling around it or running it up and down slowly.

— He can read your body language perfectly, but he wants to hear it, will always make you beg. He loves hearing you say whine please.

— He'll enter you so slowly, making sure you feel every single inch of him, then he'll start with deep, hard thrusts.

— When you ask for more he'll happily pick up his pace, eyes focused on your face, wanting to see each little twitch and contortion it makes. He loves watch you unravel right before him.

— And when you finally say “Jumin, please, can I cum-” he'll nod and respond with a voice much deeper than it usually sounds, only one word falling from his lips: “Cum.”

— You'd still be so flustered and embarrassed later, hiding your face in his chest while you cuddle. But he'll gently pry you away and cradle your face in his hands, peppering you soft with kisses everywhere and mumbling praises like “You did so well for me, my love...”

seven

— Seven already has way too much fun making you blush and flustering you with his jokes and little pick up lines.

— but then he'll notice how you clam up sometimes. The way you don't even know how to respond or just hide your face when he starts speaking in his innuendos.

— So what does he do?

— He makes more.

— “What's wrong? Is that... is that a system failure I detect?!” he'll say with a dark chuckle.

— “I think God Seven might need to do a little inspection...” the redhead's voice drops as he walks towards you with intent.

— He'll stand so close to you and enjoy how you'd fidget, how you wouldn't know where to look or what to do or where to put your hands.

— and his eyes. They're almost catlike.

— His pupils dilate and he gets so wide-eyed as he watches you squirm... Nothing escapes those eyes. Certainly not you.

— You're never gonna get used to the burning you feel all over your skin when he gazes at you like that, like you both know what's coming next but he keeps you guessing about the when, about the next move he'll make.

— He won't even undress you. You'll have to take off your clothes for him and feel his eyes roaming your exposed body.

— But of course, he wouldn't stay quiet, no- he'll make his weird yet affectionate quips as he tries to hold back from devouring you.

— The moment he pounces, you're absolute putty in his hands, your body so responsive to everything he does that your mind can barely even register what you're doing.

— But god, does he love it. He loves seeing you all flustered after you realize how you've been reacting to every single touch he makes.

— “You're putting my hair to shame with all that color you've got, baby.”

— We've all seen those CGs, the oh-so holy fingers of the one and only God Seven.

— You just know he'll put them to good use... make you shyly take them in your mouth and relish in the way you submit to him, the way you begin to listen to your instincts instead and work that tongue of yours around his digits.

— “Such a pretty mouth...” he'll say while he does that, then begins to leave open-mouthed kisses on your collar and shoulders.

— He'll take those fingers out and kiss you as a reward, letting you feel the wet trail his touch leaves when he drags those very fingers down the middle of your chest, your stomach, and down there where you need them the most.

— Your forehead would be against his as his fingers entered you, and he'd be chuckling at all of your heavy breathing.

— He wouldn't be silent at all. When you squeal and your face scrunches up in pleasure the moment he curls his fingers just right, he'll say something like “Huh, so that's where the magic happens.”

— “So if I...” He'll keep talking while he goes faster, hitting your spot each time. And you? You're a mess.

— All the sounds that you make for him just spur him on, pulling your hair to expose your neck so he can bite down on you as you cum on his fingers.

— But he's not done with you, and he can see that you still want more. And he'll take himself out, stroking slowly while staring into your eyes.

— “Do you think you can ride me, baby?” he'll ask before answering his own question, because boy, does he love to hear himself talk.

— “No- I know. I know you still can. Show me.”

— And he'll place you in his lap, look encouragingly at you as you slowly line him up and sink down on him and he mutters under his breath, “Fuck...”

— He'll go on about how cute you are, timidly going at a normal pace before you start to crumble, before you start to lose yourself in riding him.

— He'll begin to thrust up into you and hold your hips firmly, even spanking you in the heat of moment, the sound echoing throughout the room. The look of delight on his face when he feels how much wetter it made you.

— You cum together because he says so, and when you do he's wrapping his arms around you and holding you close to him, wanting to feel the heat of your skin against his because he did that to you.

— You fall against him and he chuckles, kissing the side of your head and running his fingers through your hair. You feel him sigh against your ear before he says, “That was out of this world, angel.”

mystictober day 3: candy

saeyoung + favourite chat / candy

words: 889

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“Caaaandy~”

Your boyfriend sings as he selects his assortment from the shelves, holding the bags of sweets in his arms and dropping them into the cart you were pushing along.

Saeyoung smirks, coming up behind you and wrapping his arms around your waist, positioning his lips right at your ear.

“She's sweet like candy in my veins~”

No one else was in the aisle, and so, no one else was there to see it when he swayed you as he sang- when he kissed your cheek and let it linger. You can't help the grin that breaks out on your face, blushing and reaching out to pinch his cheek.

“You're going to eat all this candy alone?” you giggle, shaking your head at the copious amounts of sweets he had chosen. It's not like the bunker would be part of trick or treat. There was certainly no giving out of candy to children.

Well, except for the overgrown child who was paying for them in the first place.

“Wouldn't you like to know, angel?” He winks with a ruffle of your hair. Still behind you, he grabs hold of the handles and pushes the cart to the counter with you between his arms, his chin resting on your head. The sleeves of his jacket had draped over your shoulders, surrounding you with his warmth and the distinct smell of a certain soda. Of course he spilled PhD Pepper on his jacket.

When you get to the register, he one-handedly unloads all his treats onto the conveyor, internally laughing at the way people behind you in line were staring at what you were buying. You were used to this, having witnessed strangers survey the contents of your own shopping cart all the time, but the grocery store wasn't Saeyoung's natural habitat. And in true Saeyoung nature, he finds a way to make it entertaining.

“Honey, do you think this is enough for the kids?“ he asks, rubbing the side of your arm and holding you close.

In a snap, you've gotten on the same page with him, smiling brightly and cooing at the man fondly.

“Of course, dear. There's enough for seconds and thirds and any more or their teeth fall off!“

The redhead smirks, looking down at you with that proud twinkle in his eyes. All he does in response is kiss the top of your head, reaching over and handing the cashier some money to pay. Everyone's eyes widen at the thought of children consuming that much candy, and so, the mission is accomplished... but when has your boyfriend ever stopped at the bare minimum?

“Oh! The dance recital, isn't that today?“ Saeyoung looks at you with faux worry, mirroring the expression of a forgetful dad as he carries the bags for you.

“Yes, darling, it isn't for another few hours. We have some time to kill before then,“ you purr suggestively, leaning up to run the bridge of your nose along his jaw in front of the entire supermarket. Make him proud and beat him at his own game. That's the plan.

He chuckles wordlessly and squeezes your side as you walk out. You don't see the darkened look in his eyes as you head towards his shiny red sports car that looked way out of place in this parking lot. Oblivious, you smile to yourself, climbing into the passenger seat while he swings the bag onto the center armrest. And then he swings himself into the car, too. In the time it takes to push the key into the ignition and turn the car on, you've somehow managed to snag some sour tape from his purchases.

The candy is hanging from your mouth when he turns to face you, and he bursts out in laughter at the sight. With a smirk he leans over and bites onto the other end of the tape, wiggling his eyebrows and throwing a flirtatious wink at you.

“C'mon, ya know ya wanna taste some of this sugar too~“ he says, but it's muffled by the candy in your mouth. You giggle, and together, you create your own version of the Spaghetti Kiss from Lady and the Tramp, your faces getting closer and closer with each bite. The heat rising in your cheeks doesn't bother you- it's something you've gotten used to when you were around him.

The silence is thick, weighing down on you like a blanket; but it doesn't suffocate you. His eyes never leave yours, something playful dancing in those golden pools of honey that you know you will be meeting very soon. But time seems to slow, and it's as if you can't nibble on the sour tape fast enough. You can feel the warmth of his breath on your skin now, the telltale sensation that lets you know what's coming next.

When the very last bit of candy disappears, Saeyoung hooks his fingers under your chin and pulls you in, a little mmmf pressed from your mouth to his as he kisses you deeply, tongue running over the remnants of sugar that coats your lips. You're not exactly sure what he's intent on devouring- the candy, or you, but as he pulls away, you don't miss the glint that shines in his eyes.

He definitely breaks a few speed laws getting back to the bunker.

mystictober day 7: favorite cg / matching

saeyoung + favorite cg + matching

words: 525

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!! reader is wearing a dress, but nothing other than that is specified.

also, this isn't my favorite cg cause i cannot pick one, but it's definitely one of them <3

You feel yourself go still as his hands wrap around you, as his chin hooks over your shoulder. He has you surrounded now, and you know well enough that there's no getting out of this. There's nowhere to run, nowhere to hide- not in this bunker, not when you're in the hands of God Seven himself.

The heat of his breath tickles your skin and coaxes bumps to come to its surface. You swallow thickly, and you can hear it in your ears when you do- in fact, you can hear almost everything in your ears, including the hammering of your heartbeat. His hands are large enough to splay over your back as he slowly pulls down the zipper of your dress- and this, this you can hear too, every little click that each pair of teeth from the zipper makes resounds in your ears. It's this very sound that seals your fate.

You can feel the fabric slipping down your shoulders almost torturously, grazing against your elbows as it falls down your arms.

Maybe it should scare you, the fact that you're standing almost fully bare in your boyfriend’s arms, but you don’t feel an ounce of fear at all. With hands on his shoulders, thumbs hooked under the collar of his jacket, you rest your head against his as you push his jacket down until it falls to the floor, joining your dress.

As much as Saeyoung wanted to rid himself of the rest of his clothes, this was a game. He had to be patient, had to take a deep breath as he felt the pads of your fingers brush against his muscled abs before you lifted his hoodie off. He cups your cheek and presses his lips against your skin languidly, trailing down until they linger in the crook of your neck.

So that’s how you want to play?

You act as an exact mirror of him, both hands coming up behind his neck to cradle his head, lips leaning in to start kissing right below his jaw, getting lower and lower until you make it to the very same spot he chose to focus on.

Exhaling slowly, the feeling of your warmth makes his little hairs stand on their ends, their own special greeting for you. You can hear it, the way you breathe, the way he breathes, each gentle brush of skin on skin and every little kiss you give each other.

It’s a game.

With an upwards drag of your tongue flat against his neck, his free hand clutches at your shoulder, jaw falling slack to let his teeth graze against your pulse point.

Maybe it’s something beyond your comprehension, something more powerful than the both of you that connects you both together. Maybe it’s all the time you’ve spent together, or maybe it’s simply because you’re the 606 to his 707-

But when you bite down, he does too, teeth sinking into skin, lips latching, sucking; tongues laving down at each other’s fresh bruises, at the matching marks you’ve made for the world to see.

He chuckles darkly against your skin.

This is only the beginning.

mystictober day 10: seven x mc + space station

seven x mc + space station

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!! this i dedicate to jay, @galaxytastes, my one and only starboy. THANK YOU for bringing dear sev into my life.

You're on the moon.

This, you know because of the view of Earth before you- an image you had only ever seen on screen was right before your very eyes. Below you were craters of moondust, and you stand to look outside the glass pane that separates you from the moon’s atmosphere.

Fifteen.

There are fifteen little redhead children running around in circles, leaving clouds in their wake. They don’t seem to be wearing any spacesuits, nor you for that matter- a quick glance at your reflection confirming what you had already suspected. You were in your normal clothes.

“Honey?” a familiar voice calls out, reverberating against the steel walls of the vessel you stand in. Whipping your head around to face him, you greet your husband with a smile, beckoning him to join you. And here he was: the king of the redheads himself, wrapping an arm around you and pressing a kiss to the top of your head. “You should stop letting them have that stuff,” you hear yourself say matter-of-factly. “I know that’s what you just did.”

“What? Nonsense, angel! It’s important that they know what the superior soda is before anyone else can change their wee little minds! Even if they have to share one can,” he chuckles proudly, puffing his chest out.

“Sev,” your voice carries that tone reserved for situations like this. “We’re the only ones here. No one can tell them that anything’s better than PhD Pepper… except maybe me,” you giggle, and he shakes his head before wrapping his arms around your waist, carrying you to the other end of your moon-house.

“Oh yes, you…”

Your cries and protests are only met with tickles before he finally sets you down in front of a giant telescope.

“I wanna show you something,” Saeyoung whispers with a wicked grin, eyebrows wiggling in excitement.

“What did you do this time, huh?”

“Look into the telescope, my star.”

And so, you do, but not without giving him a look of suspicion.

You’re met with the sight of your name. Beside his, and now your, surname.

Toggling with the lenses, you zoom the telescope out a little bit to see what your married name had been on: a mountain. On Earth.

Your mouth falls into a gasp. Blindly, you reach over to smack his arm. “No, no you didn’t-”

He adjusts his glasses with a smirk that you can’t see.

“Why yes, yes I did, with the help of my trusty laser. Now everyone will know that I married you at the space station,” his voice goes from pride to fondness, pulling you away from the telescope and into his arms.

“Earth knows I love you. Mars is next,” a hushed whisper from your husband as he leans down to capture your lips with his in a chaste kiss. You feel yourself sigh against him as he pulls away, squeezing both of your hands.

“Naming all those stars was enough, you know?” you mumble, blushing.

“No way! I told ya, all the planets in the galaxy should know!” he chuckles and rubs your arms, kissing your forehead.

He feels warmer this time. You feel this forehead kiss even more than the one earlier and-

Your eyes fly open, met with the sight of your boyfriend pulling himself away from your face. He jumps back, glasses askew with a hand clutching at his chest.

You blink at your surroundings, at Saeyoung’s monitors glowing behind him, at the walls of the bunker- the chip crumbs on his side of the bed.

“Woah there angel, you scared me!” he laughs, coming back to cuddle you again.

“I dreamt of you,” you say, your voice a faraway thing while you try to sink back into reality.

“Of me?” he says overdramatically, his hand returning to its position on his chest. “What did this lucky alien boy do to make it in your dreams, huh?”

Seven ruffles your hair gently and presses a kiss to your shoulder before hooking his chin over it, awaiting your response.

“There were fifteen baby tomatoes, the moon, and a laser.”

“Tell me everything.”

Loved your first time stories with both Zen and Jumin! Can I please request one with our dear Defender of Justice, Seven oh! Seven? Thank you! ❤️

Another first time for you MysMe anons, I hope you like this one too!

Thank you for your request, sorry it took so long!

It turned out to be a little shorter than the previous ones, sorry, but I'm a bit out of practice now.. I tried to make this gender neutral, I hope I didn't mess it up!

SMUT under the cut!

First time with Seven

He would be nervous.

Seven loves you so much, and when he finds out that you're a virgin, he becomes a bit confused and anxious

You want HIM to be your first?

"Why?" would be his first thought

It is not that he wouldn't feel blessed about it, but he would have a hard time accepting that he is worthy he is

But when he finally put that into place...

well, he is still nervous. He wants it to be special for you. Something pure, something perfect, but not something over the top at least not now lol

There is no real plan, you didn't discuss anything specifically, but when you said you'll come over to his place to watch a movie, he already knew that there's no way either of you can hold back anymore.

He was not sure if you had the same mindset, so he tried his best to control his lust

I'm pretty sure you knew what you were doing, everyone knows that Netflix and chill means only one thing lol

Anyway, not soon after you arrived, you started watching the movie while you snuggled up on the couch.

I swear to god it only took ten minutes of Detective Pikachu for you two to just get down to business.

It started out as usual, with small kisses escalating into something else, you quickly found yourself in his lap, kissing passionately, dry humping each other.

He savored the moment for a long time, but when he felt you getting needy, he laid you down on the couch, pushing you beneath him as he kissed you with love and passion.

His fingers trailed down on your body, quickly unbuttoning your pants to get inside them

For a while, he would just teasingly cup you with his hands through your underwear, waiting for you to get a little desperate

When you rock your hips into his palm, he finally groped you gently with a groan

Seven picked you up and carried you to the bedroom

He had so many jokes in his mind about the situation, but honestly, he was too scared to crack those, he didn't want to spoil the mood.

He laid you down, and clothes quickly got thrown into all kind of directions from both of you

Soon, you were there, only in your underwear

He peppered kisses all the way from your face, down to your chest

If you are wearing a bra, he would totally make a cheeking competition about whether he can remove it with only one hand while you are laying on your back, just to make you laugh

he nailed it but that's not the point

His hands returned to your underwear, teasing you through the fabric before removing it slowly

He would pay attention to every sign you made, and would take things slow if needed but---

I'm sorry, but Seven is the king of oral, so whether you have a penis or a vagina, he would absolutely worship it, he would spend a lot of time between your leg~

Would love to make you a little embarrassed about it, so he would definitely make some comment about it.

"You taste so good, y/n~"

"Look at you, whimpering like that for me~"

"Do you want a taste too?"

Just pinch his nose if he becomes too much of a dork for you

He wouldn't push you to return the favor, but would be delighted if you would give him a blowjob

Seven is a kinky little shit, and he would love to teach you to have to pleasure him as well, slowly guiding you to take more and more of him, he likes it sloppy and fast, but not against a sensual and slow pace either

But he wouldn't bring it up himself, he would be too busy to focus on your pleasure

He would praise you a lot through the whole act, not just if you give him head, I imagine him quite chatty

"You doing so good, Kitten~"

"That feels amazing, don't stop~"

"I love you y/n"

For your first time, he wouldn't do anything too wild, Seven would get on top of you, slowly tangle up his body with yours in a soft embrace, his lips on your neck again as he spread your legs a bit further to get between them, one of his hands staying there on your thigh, while the other goes under your head, brushing through your hair.

He would try his best to be as gentle as possible, distracting you with kisses and sweet compliments along with some soft, breathy moans as he slowly pushes into you, letting you adjust to the feeling itself

He wouldn't move for a while, praising you with kisses, stroking your thighs with his fingers

After feeling your body starting to relax....

"I'm in."

He said that in a deadly serious voice, like a hacker would say it in a cheap movie.

It was SO unpredictable that it made you laugh in an instant, burying your face into your boyfriend's neck

He would be so proud of himself, and would give you some minutes to calm down before he would start to slowly rock his hips against yours

Your giggle fades into a moan as he sets up a steady pace, hearing his needy pants in your ears

He would hold your body as close as possible, his hand on your thigh, gently groping your skin as the movements of his hips fastens a bit

He loved hearing your voice, your scent was intoxicating, and the heat in the bedroom could lit up a forest as your bodies are slowly melting together

Soon, you felt your body tensing up as he picked up the pace once again, skin slapping into each other, echoing through the room with your moans and whimpers

You hold onto his neck tighter as your climax hits you, making your legs tremble as he chases his own release too

His thrusts starting to get sloppier as he came, moaning into your ears how deeply he fell in love with you again

Seven would give plenty of time for both of you to come down from the high, holding you close to his body, giving gentle kisses to your neck and cheeks, his fingers tracing your body up and down, before leaning back a little to gently push his forehead to yours with the dorkiest smile.

"Mission accomplished."

“I think I breathe weird”

WORD COUNT: 187

WARNINGS/TAGS?: comfort, fluff, x g/n reader

KC NOTE: We’ve finally succeeded at life gang, I’m finally getting the rfa vip package. And in honor of that I’ve decided to give you guys this. I rarely write stuff like this, so please accept that this it won’t be too good!! I just hope it makes a little sense??? T-T

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“Sometimes I wish I didn’t breathe,” the redhead sighs beside me.

I try turning my head slightly, not wanting to move it too much from his shoulder. “What? Why?” I ask. As he goes to grab my free hand, drawing hearts on my palm as he speaks.

“I think I just breathe weird, lol,” Luciel replies, his voice monotone.

“Anyways, it’s not that deep, so don’t try to look into it, lol.”

“Well, whatever you mean by that, Lucy, I like to think you breathe just fine.” I turn my body fully to him, making sure to look at him. Those golden eyes shinning as they usually do. “Actually, I really like your breath. Well, like I want you to continue to breathe. I think if anyone deserves the air they breathe. Well it should be you seven.”

He chuckles before looking up at me again. “You know, you’re way too cute for your own good.”

He takes a quick deep breath before pulling me closer. “Anyways, thank you, babe.” He places a small kiss on my forehead “I really want you to continue breathing as well.”