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Mystictober Day 13

Mystictober 2024 | Day 13: VanderwoodxMC/Secret

"You better stop eyeing me like that."

"Why? I can't help but feel curious about you. You’ve worked with Saeyoung for years, and as much as you try to hide it, I know you care about him a lot. Even when your life's on the line, you do as much as possible for his sake. You might value yourself first in this dog-eat-dog world, but I don't think you can hide how much you care about him."

"There's not much to learn."

"Oh, I'm sure that's not true. You've just been suffocating yourself for so long to survive in a tough environment, Mr. Vanderwood. There is plenty about you to learn, but it seems you might need to learn about yourself all over again, just like the rest of us."

Vanderwood scoffed.

It made sense for someone like you to think on the bright side of the world. You saw sunshine and roses anywhere you went, not different from that lover boy of yours, he thought. You wanted to find good in all sorts of places, even in spaces that were dark and ruined by time and grief. He couldn't believe in that crap anymore, they'd beaten it out of him a long time ago.

But, he couldn't deny that you had a point.

He didn't have to do half the stuff he did for that brat. But, his damn eyes... they'd been so lifeless when they first met. It reminded him of how he looked after the agency took him in. He knew he would save his own ass first if it came down to it, if he protected every kid who'd been forced into the agency, he would've died like his predecessor... and they told him to survive first.

He would survive... no matter what.

Vanderwood just never thought he would have to learn how to survive in a different way... in a different world. A world that he'd assumed was long gone. He never thought he would be able to... comfortably exist without a weapon against the back of his head.

"I don't know a life outside of the agency," he eventually said. It was his only way of settling his thoughts. "I have family out there, people who probably missed me for what it's worth, but I wouldn't know how to open up a door I closed a long time ago."

"I didn't know how to talk to Saeyoung, y'know," Saeran said, his voice blanketing the space around them as he entered the room with a tiny quirk on his brow. "I pretended to be asleep for two days because... I didn't know how to talk to him properly. I missed him but how do you talk after it's been years since you last spoke? [Y/N] taught me that it doesn't matter what you say, it's that you say something at all."

He snorted, "Even if it's a lame 'hello'?"

"It wouldn't be lame if they missed you," you said.

God, Vanderwood hated being around people who believed in light and hope all the time... it almost made him believe, too.

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Better The Devil You Know - Mystic Messenger - Vanderwood x MC - Chapter 2

Better The Devil You Know

Pairing:  Vanderwood x Emsi (MC / OC)

Warnings:  Will contain Violence, Smut, Swearing, I’ll add more as they come up!

Summary: Emsi has been a member of the RFA for two whole days when the mysterious Unknown makes his move.  Seven races to Rika’s apartment with Vanderwood in tow; Seven hoping to save Emsi, while Vanderwood just wants Seven to get back to work.  Four people enter the apartment but only two leave, launching a search that will blow the RFA’s secrets wide open!

Chapter 2

Vanderwood looked across the room from where he was drying his hands, having just finished washing a mountain of coffee cups.  Seven’s head was bouncing in time to music through his headphones and he seemed to be getting on with his work, his gaze no longer lingering on the security feed from the apartment.  During his cleaning he had glanced at the feed himself but there was nothing to see, just an empty hallway.  Shaking his head he took out his phone.  No new messages which meant no complaints from the boss about Seven’s work.  He must have sent an update to keep them off his back all morning.

‘Madame, I need some chips.’  Seven whined dramatically and slightly too loud due to his headphones.

‘Get off your ass and get them then.  I’ve been picking up after you all day!’

‘I can’t hear you!  Honey Butter chips please!’

Vanderwood growled to himself and picked up one of the many packets that littered the bunker, throwing it at him.  However, his groan turned into a sound of complete frustration as he realised the packet was already open and scattered chips in its wake.

‘Looks like you still have cleaning to do.’  Seven cackled before turning back to his computer and pulling a fresh pack of chips out of his drawer.

‘If you weren’t the agency’s star hacker I’d have killed you a long time ago.’  Vanderwood muttered as he went to find the vacuum cleaner.

‘Can’t hear the haters!’  Seven turned his music up louder while Vanderwood glared at the back of his head.  When was his life going to get easier?

Emsi was carrying three heavy grocery bags, one with cleaning products, the other two with food.  She was sure she had missed some store cupboard essentials but the store she had been to was relatively close and well stocked.  It wouldn’t take much to go get a few more things if necessary.  For now, though, she knew she had at least the essentials to make a few basic meals.  It wasn’t long before she was in the elevator on her way up to the fourteenth floor and she took the opportunity to put the bags down and flex her fingers.  The first thing she would do when she got back would be to change and start cleaning, once the bags were empty.  Then, once she had worked up an appetite, she planned on making herself a delicious lunch with some of the fresh ingredients she had bought.

Just as she was fantasising over what to make, her phone beeped with a notification.  Yoosung had entered the chatroom.

***Emsi has entered the chatroom***

Yoosung ★: :crying emoji:

Emsi: What’s wrong, Yoosung?

Yoosung ★: I just got my results back from my pop quiz

Emsi: Oh dear.  Not good, huh?

Yoosung ★: My professor says I should have studied more.

***707 has entered the chatroom***

707: You can’t study more than nothing!

Yoosung ★: It’s not funny!

707: You have to be punished!

Yoosung ★: :questioning emoji:

707: You’ll find out later!

707: By the way, Emsi, where are you right now?

Emsi: On the way back to the apartment.  Why?

707: No real raison

707: *reason

707: Hadn’t seen you on the camera for a while

Emsi: You know it creeps me out when you do that?

707: You’ll get used to it!

Emsi: Do I have to?

707: Yup!

707: I gotta get back to work.  Yoosung, look out for your punishment later!

Yoosung ★: :crying emoji:  Sevennnn don’t punish me!

707: Too late!

***707 has left the chatroom***

Yoosung ★: I’m going to get lunch.  Maybe something sweet will cheer me up.  Did you eat, Emsi?

Emsi: Soon.  I just went to the store so I can cook in a while.

Yoosung ★: No skipping meals, okay?

Emsi: Okay, I promise!

Yoosung  ★: Later!

***Yoosung ★ has left the chatroom***

***Emsi has left the chatroom***

Emsi picked up her bags as the elevator chimed her floor, her phone ringing almost in tandem.  Slipping the bags onto one arm, she answered.

‘Hey, Seven, I thought you had work to do?’

‘This is part of my work!  But for the RFA.  Are you home yet?’

‘Just walking through the door.’  She punched in the numbers and it clicked open, using her hip to push it enough to get in before kicking it shut behind her.

‘Through the door?’  Seven looked at the camera footage, flicking through until he hit the hallway.  ‘Tell me where you are right now?’

‘Is this some weird stuff I don’t understand?’  She frowned as she put the bags on the side.

‘Just tell me where you are!’

The urgency in his tone made her blink a few times before answering.  She had never heard him so serious.  ‘I’m in the kitchen, putting some stuff in the refrigerator.’

Seven’s mouth went dry as he flicked through the feeds until he reached the kitchen and saw no sign of her.  ‘I don’t see you.’  Rolling his chair back to his terminal, he brought up the security system for the apartment.  Something wasn’t right, the camera wasn’t down but it wasn’t showing the live feed.  Zooming in, Seven watched the clock on the oven.  It didn’t change.  ‘Stay on the line, Emsi, okay?’

‘Sure, I’m going to put you on speaker though while I put stuff away.’

‘Just…keep talking to me.’

‘What should I talk about?’

‘Tell me what you bought.’

Seven’s fingers flew over the keyboard as she started listing what she was taking out of the bag, giving some hints on what she was planning on cooking too.  He didn’t really listen, he just concentrated on the fact he could still hear her, that she was there.  Then he saw it.  A small fluctuation that shouldn’t be.  ‘Oh hell.’  He muttered, eyes darting across the screen as he continued to type.  ‘Emsi, I need you to do one more thing for me.’

‘Sure thing, Seven, did you figure it out?’

‘I think so.  Put your food back in your bags, pack your clothes, I’m coming to get you!’

She dropped the bag of rice she was holding.  ‘You’re doing what now?’

‘I’m coming to get you!  Lock the door, actually, lock yourself in the bathroom!  I’ll be there in half an hour, less if I can!  Do not open the door for anyone, you hear me?’

‘Loud and clear, but what’s going on?’  The panic in his voice was feeding her own, making her anxious beyond belief.

‘Just trust me, I’ll call you when I get there so you know it’s me, okay?’

‘Okay, but Seven…’

‘Gotta go!’

Emsi looked at the food she had just put away and quickly took it out again, shoving it back in the bags it had come from.  Rushing through into the living area she threw her few belongings into her case and dragged it into the bathroom with her, locking the door and holding her phone tight in her hand, ready to start the longest half hour of her life so far.

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Massive Commissions Posting Day - List One

Massive posting of commissions is underway! I visited my parents for about three weeks, got massively ill at one point and etc. I'll spare you the sob story and simply apologize for my long absence by posting a bunch of commissions I've done and letting you enjoy some goodness. This is probably going to be massive postings over the next few weeks, so bear with me. I’ll try to do one SFW every week, too, for you people who don’t like to leave tumblr lol.

As you know, tumblr’s NSFW terms have changed. I will from here on only be posting SFW writings on my tumblr and moving all of my NSFW ask answers to my website, and all NSFW writings will continue to be posted on my website. As part of this massive postings event I’m doing, I’ll go ahead and list the ones that I cannot post on tumblr. Woo! Getting back into the swing of things. If you have any interest in these, check out my website.

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Cherrywood Commissions: (for @chaoticstarblossoms)

Fireman Roleplay

Vanderwood as an Inmate

Overall Public

Cerise in Lingerie

Wilderness

With You

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Rescue

Hello,due to a mistake I had to post this again, sorry for the trouble

Anyways...

This is my secret santa present for @whisperbinder

I’m sorry for any trouble I might have caused but I hope you like this and that you have a merry christmas (even if it’s early for that)

The music was blasting on Saeyoung’s house making Vanderwood wonder if it had actually been a good idea to listen to the redhead’s invitation for his Christmas party, he should have known that the former agent obnoxious personality only seemed to raise with the ambience the parties provided.

He stood uncomfortable in one corner smoking from his cigarette, from his current spot it was easy to get a general hold at the party, the woman with short hair seemed like she hasn’t gone to a party in her entire life he observed in mild entertainment as she was drinking and dancing. The actor was singing in the karaoke crying how he needed love into his life. 707 was jumping over the blonde boy asking him for a piggyback ride and the blonde boy complained how heavy the former agent was. 707´s brother was in a similar fashion as him observing everything from a corner, and maybe it was just his skills but Vanderwood could have sworn he saw the ghost of a smile on his lips. The CEO was pouring wine on a glass complaining how childish their attitudes were.

Vanderwood wasn’t good with names, everyone had a code name at the agency more often than not composed by number or keywords, he never had the affinity with anyone to actually care about learning their name. Even in missions he stuck with basic nicknames as an alternative most of the time instead of learning the target’s name.

He felt a small tap on his shoulder, with a scowl thinking it was agent 707 who was going to ask him to clean he turned his sight and lowered his cigarette only to see a young woman standing by his side. Her hair tied up, he couldn’t recognize her name either but her could remember she was the one who joined Saeyoung to that cult and impromptu rescue mission.

-Merry Christmas- she smiled, Vanderwood furrowed his eyebrows and stared at her up and down she had another bag now hanging from her elbow as she had her hands busy with a small cheetah printed box

-We were supposed to bring presents? -He asked perplexed, fucking 707, of course he would prank him with something like that.

-No, not at all! -The young girl beamed -But it’s Christmas everyone deserves a present- she pushed the present closer to his face, with a scowl Vanderwood took it from the girl’s hands taking a look at the label with his name and the girl’s in it.

Opening it carefully he found an empty wallet in it. He looked at it with curiosity, opening it to be sure there was nothing inside of it.

-Do you like it? -the girl asked, -I thought that since you are making a new life you’ll probably need a wallet-

-It’s okay I guess- he said as he placed it in the back pocket of his jeans.

He could observe her smile drop for a second, probably because she couldn’t get the reaction she hoped he would have. However, said smile returned in an instant and wished him a merry Christmas. Just as he was going to return the gesture, no matter how useless he thought it was the sound of glass shattering filled his ears and he only saw a flash of red before hearing the blonde one complain about it.

-You should look after your boyfriend- he commented pointing at the redhead who was now hiding in the most stupid place Vanderwood could have thought of.

-Who? Saeyoung?- The girl glanced at Saeyoung laughing for his antics -No, we are just friends. We agreed that would be better- She commented shrugging -I have to give these to the others, happy holidays Vanderwood- She raised the bag and walked towards Jumin who seemed to be the calmest at the moment.

Vanderwood shrugged turning of his cigarette making his way towards the entrance, this was going to be a big mess and he was not going to stay there just so 707 could sleep while he cleaned.

The next time he saw the girl he was quite surprised.

He had gotten a new job in an office and he got bored too quickly of it so by the end of the first week he quitted and went for a job on a bar Saeyoung recommended, at least he would get to kick drunk’s asses.

On his first day he bumped into someone on the way inside, just as he was going to help the new person to standup he saw a pair of eyes staring at him and a soft smile gracing the mouth.

-Vanderwood, hi! You’re the new guy the boss mentioned?- she questioned lifting herself from the ground.

-What are you doing here?- he questioned as she stood in front of him with a purse on her hand.

-I work here- she said with eyebrows furrowing and her lips curving in a smile, he raised an eyebrow -What are you doing here? -she questioned back following his path as he traced towards the manager’s office like his main intention was to get away from her.

-The redhead sent me here, told me this place wouldn’t question my background- MC nodded understanding that, Vanderwood would certainly be appropriate for the job, they needed someone who would be strong and willing enough to take out the drunks during the busy weekend hours.

-Good Luck! -she put her hand on his shoulder and finally exited through the door, he stared at her with furrowed eyebrows as he made his way to the manager’s office with a fake I.D in his hand.

Seeing her became a common occurrence for Vanderwood, whether it was on his way in to his shift at the bar or when she was having a sudden change on schedule and working in the night shift alongside him. Vanderwood discovered she was a entertaining companion for easy conversation, she never pried too much unless he unknowingly gave her the clue that she could.

It was unknown to him when the feelings of comfort and commodity evolved into something more. Something he didn’t dare to admit and had been forbidden ever since he was a teenager. He knew questioning Saeyoung would only bring laugh into him at Vanderwood’s expense, even if he got along better with the redhead it was still something he was unwilling to allow.

He questioned the man who sometimes shared a shift with him whenever MC wasn’t doing so, in response the man just chuckled offending the brunette more than what he would dare to admit

-You seem to have fallen for MC. I don’t blame you she is kind and pretty, not to mention stubborn when it’s the right thing to do- He related, Vanderwood raised an eyebrow wondering if the man liked the girl too but didn’t question any further.

It was one of those nights MC had to change shift and stay until late at night, the music was loud and those who weren’t either drinking or dancing where struggling to find someone to talk with or sleep with.

As Vanderwood served a few glasses from one side of the bar he could see carefully how she gave him a thumbs up from the other side doing the same thing he was doing and striking in a conversation with the woman she had just served a few seconds before. It was amusing to him how she did that when his interactions with the costumers where limited to the absolute necessary.

Being a former agent he was too used to pay attention to the small details, glances, gestures, etc. So even despite the numerous amount of people he could often be sure of who would end up leaving with who and sometimes winning bets about it with MC. That made him easy to notice that there was a guy who stared at MC intensily, something about him felt odd, it wasn’t the usual gaze someone had when they were after someone in the way it was common in a bar.

When the man approached MC Vanderwood didn’t hesitate for a second in rushing at her side and eavesdropping the conversation justifying it as him cleaning the glasses behind her.

-So, I was thinking…

-Honey, are you too busy? -Vanderwood interrupted the conversation leaving the glass where it had been and pulling one arm over MC’s shoulders, the girl stared at him in amused curiosity -I was hoping this man wasn’t bothering my girlfriend- he spat with venom towards the men who just nodded and lifted himself from the seat.

-What? - he asked with a faint blush when MC stared at him entertained -There are a lot of creeps you should be careful- he shrugged making her giggle

-Awwww, was Vandy worried about me? - she teased

-Shut up and get back to work, it’s a busy night- he avoided the subject and she did as she was told still with a smile on her face.

The rest of the night the stranger’s presence vanished entirely, it was a busy Saturday and some of those nights MC had men flirting with her, it was never something she couldn’t manage by her own but there was something about that man who made Vanderwood’s suspicions rise up instigating his fight or flight instinct.

And Vanderwood always went for the fight.

The next Monday just as MC was leaving and he was arriving he noticed the same man staring at the girl from a corner of the place, with a scoff he trailed behind her, he was early anyways, their boss wouldn’t scold him if he went out for a second. MC was surprised he decided to accompany her home, specially when his shift just started. She teased him about it but iltimately enjoyed the brunettes prescence on the usually lonely road.

MC was never secretive about her feelings for someone, everyone MC knew was certain of the place they and the rest occupied on the young woman’s heart. Yet, for some odd reason Vanderwood was uncertain of that fact. Even Yoosung stared at him in pity whenever he mentioned he had never had a relationship. Saeyoung muffled his laughs every time such a thing was mentioned. It was like everyone knew something he didn’t and that irritated him.

It was one Friday when he had woken too sick to even lift himself up from the bed cursing his luck he called his job to justify his absence. He hadn’t been sick ever since he was a child, his unlucky self decided to do so on the day he shared the night shift with MC. Only that combined with the fever that only seemed to raise up left a bad feeling inside of him who couldn’t shake off.

She never visited him, it wasn’t surprising to him since he never told her he was sick on the first place, but when he woke up the next morning with fifteen missed calls from Luciel he was certain there was something terribly wrong.

-What the fuck do you want? -he asked answering the next time the younger one called not even five minutes after he woke up.

-Did you have a passionate night lover boy? -Saeyoung asked with a teasing tone.

-Are you a fucking idiot? I spent all the time sick you dumbass, what do you mean by that? -Saeyoung’s snickers stopped after hearing his words and Vanderwood was able to hear frantic typing on a computer.

-MC didn’t return home the night before- It was everything the redhead needed to say before Vanderwood finished the call and changed clothes as fast as it was humanly possible before he exited through the door.

-.-.-.-.-.-.-.

When MC opened her eyes slow she found out her hands were tied difficulting her movements making her find out that no matter how much she moved, attempting to run away was futile

-Now- she turned to the sound of the voice, despite the fact she couldn’t even see the face of the person from who it came from. -We gave one hour to your love Vanderwood to come after you. We think he can get our requisites otherwise is going to be a huge shame to get rid of a pretty face like yours- now she could feel a calloused hand over her cheek forcing her to writhe away from it as far as she could. She tried to look at the person’s face.

-You are a fucking idiot- she claimed rising her chest slightly from where she was sitting, he stared at her.

-What? -he snapped, the reaction she was looking for

-Is it normal for an agency member to doubt their training? I don’t know how your mind works but Vanderwood cares about me as much as he cares about a cockroach. Do you really think he would risk everything he managed until now to rescue “A foolish girl”? -she smirked

-Trust me- Another voice sounded -He will come-

-What makes you so sure? -She leaned doubting his words

-Because- the same voice began -The man accompanies you home.

-Yeah so? -she shrugged as she could with her hands tied.

-He lives at the other side of the town. We have been keeping track of the both of you sweetie. Him following you can only mean he is afraid, even if he doesn’t admit it. Such a shame he got sick the day you had the night shift. – MC could hear the smirk on the man’s voice, however she stood quiet, unsure of what to say next.

-Cat got your tongue? -the other voice sounded and MC

-No, it just that I got tired of talking to idiots- she answered back, a few seconds later she felt the calloused hand that once caressed her cheek once again followed by a stingy pain.

-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-

-What are you going to do? -Saeyoung asked beginning to type on his computer, if her phone was still on he should be able to trace her. He was unable to believe something like that had happened. He was supposed to protect her and she vanished from the earth

-What do you mean? -Vanderwood asked raising an eyebrow turning his electric cigarette off. The sound of his phone filled the silence, the brunette answered it, humming a few times as an affirmation.

There was a long pause from the older man as Saeyoung observed him expectant a frown forming on his forehead.

-Oh, alright, kill her. See if I care- he said after hanging up the phone. The redhead stared at him with his eyes wide open.

-What…-

-What do you mean? -Vanderwood interrupted repeating the question, -Do you think I will hesitate? I’ll kill them and get her out, what else did you expect? -Vanderwood said nonchalantly -Now, don’t waste time and trace the call, wherever it leads it’ll takes us to her- Vanderwood threw the phone at Saeyoung who with a silent nod began to type on his computer gasping as he found the coordinates that led to the young woman

-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.

The man clutched the phone between his fingers staring at it in curiosity, that was not the reaction he was expecting from the former agent, he expected a more panic or distress, a menace from him. Not an order to kill her with an absolute resolution. He shrugged his shoulders, it wasn’t his problem anyways.

He took his feet out of the office where he made the call passing the phone he had used to another person in the hallway as he made his way towards the room where the young woman was being kept.  He walked through the labyrinth of hallways until he got to the room where the young woman was being held captive.

As soon as he walked in he could observe how she still was tied to the same chair. The rest stared at him waiting for a signal that would be a give away of how they would proceed so when he lowered his head they new the signal was clear.

As one person untied her arms the other one untied her feet, she felt weak, the lack of water and lack of mobility began to take a toll on her and she was too weak to even put a struggle when she was lifted for the chair.

When the first blow landed in her stomach she couldn’t help letting out a groan of pain the only thing stopping her from leaning to the front was the fact that someone was holding her.

-He let you die- The man mocked adjusting the tie from his suit

-I told you he would- she spat back hiding the fact that the fact that she had been indeed left behind to die made her feel empty. After that one more blows came her way and she tried to fight them as hard as she could to remain standing.

-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-

Vanderwood always knew that with 707’s skills getting inside would be the easy part. The hard part would be sneaking the girl out without being noticed. He paced through the hallways 707 indicated through a communicator on his ear. His hair was accommodated in a ponytail like on the old days he used to do field mission.

He heard a shot at his right feeling the burnt for a few seconds next to his ear before he quickly took his gun and shot at the person who had tried to hit him. His aim was something he took pride on and he wanted to believe he would be enough to take all the people who could become an obstacle.

-.-.-.-.-.-.-.

The sun of gunshot resounded on the place, the group looked perplexed among each other before the sound became repeated MC stared at them confused, she was expecting another blow to be thrown at her. The group began screaming amongst each other, she could hear a buzz in her ears that stopped her from hearing the conversation amongst them.

Two men stood behind while the rest ran towards the sound, MC crawled towards a corner clutching her stomach taking advantage of the fact that she was left alone. She took deep troubled breaths struggling to get enough air to calm her lungs.

The door suddenly blasted and through it came Vanderwood with his hair tied in a ponytail, MC could see some blood on his face and clothes.

-Where the fuck is…- he screamed before his eyes posed on her, he seemed collected but even with her blurry vision she could see the anxiety creeping on his eyes. -They are going to pay- he said getting closer to her as he lifted her up.

MC’s vision seemed to turn blurrier and blurrier as her eyes slowly closed even when she struggled to keep them open.

-Saeyoung I found her- she could hear Vanderwood’s voice, but why did it sound so far away? -Yes, she is alive, have you found a clear path? Good. Of course they are going to fucking pay, I’ll snatch their nails… MC?- he drifted her attention to her noticing how her eyes seemed to be closing more and more -Saeyoung I have to leave, send me the map with the route- he said, maybe he had a communicator, MC couldn’t be sure, it was the most logical assumption since she never say him pull out a cellphone.

-MC- he talked to her as he walked, it felt really lonely around the emptiness was unsettling, even when she was there she could hear steps outside but now it was simply too quiet. -I need you to stay awake- he said, his voice sounded raged, like if he was running, but MC couldn’t feel it.

No matter how careful Vanderwood was being, even as he navigated across the hallways Saeyoung indicated he couldn’t pay attention to everything, so when MC began to draft away from consciousness he was unaware of it.

It was too easy, even with his experience, it was strange how he singlehanded was able to get inside and be on his way out without anyone who could cause trouble disrupting him.

When Saeyoung alerted him it was the final corner he would have to go through he felt a strong sense of relieve filling his body, the door was so close, he could almost feel it, then she would be safe, and he would be damn sure she was as long as he was alive.

He should have known it was too soon to give a cry of victory the moment an agent stepped in front of him, he didn’t seem to have a single gun in hand but Vanderwood knew better how easy it was to hide that kind of weaponry. The man’s smirk didn’t go unnoticed by him who didn’t want to stop.

-Now, Vandy where are you going?- Vanderwood groaned stopping his path, not wanting to risk what the man could do, specially when she was so close and he was unable to ensure her safety

-What do you want?- the former agent growled,

-You into the agency- the person in front of him shrugged -That was what all of this was about anyways-

-You know my answer then- Vanderwood glared at him still holding the girl between his arms.

-I do, that’s why I was the one sent- The man’s smirk grew as he approached Vanderwood with sure and fast steps and while the brunette was busy protecting the girl the other man made sure to press a knife against his stomach.

-Good luck with that- he laughed when he heard Vanderwood’s groan of pain. He balanced MC between his arms taking his gun to give a shot to the man.

He wasted no time now that even his own life was on the line wishing to ensure that with MC no unconscious one of them had to arrive to the hospital and survive

-Hello, Luciel- Vanderwood spoke against the communicator -Yes, the mention went fine she is alive. But we just had a few difficulties…

-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-

MC opened her eyes slowly, her body felt sore but wherever she was, it was surprisingly comfortable. She found herself in a hospital bedroom, turning her eyes to her right she was able to see five bouquets and she could guess which one came from who without doubting a second time.

When she turned her eyes to the right she saw Vanderwood sitting at the edge of the window smoking an electric cigarette

-I don’t think that’s allowed, sir shame on you for smoking in a hospital- she said with a raspy voice, and giggled when he coughed and felt from the edge falling on his butt on the hospital’s floor-

-What the fuck? – he asked standing up and rushing to her side turning off the cigarette -How long have you been awake?- he stared at her

-Like a minute or so- she said shrugging, her shoulders pained when she did that. -What happened?- she asked, the last thing the young woman recalled was Vanderwood lifting her up from the ground and walking through the hallways

-I carried you, we got out, the rich dude sent an ambulance and that’s pretty much it- he shrugged, there was no need for her to know that he got stabbed on their way out.

MC didn’t wish to ask any further and a few minutes of silence flood between them before a question who had been bothering her became too loud to ignore

-Why did you come for me?- He raised an eyebrow at her before turning to his eyes to the window from where he was able to see the rich dude arriving with the rest of the RFA who had been alerted by Vanderwood that MC had woken up.

-The red head was being a pain in the ass- He shrugged contemplating the option of throwing the electric cigarette at Luciel’s head -Besides, you are the most entertaining of all the dudes who I have shared a shift with-

MC smiled softly

-I like you too Vanderwood- she joked even if she was hiding a big truth behind those words.

-Who the fuck told you that I liked you?- he questioned as a lush crept up his cheeks.

It didn’t go unnoticed for her how he always seemed to slouch whenever he moved, contrary to the usually straight posture he carried.

-Did anything happen to you while you rescued me? – she leaned her head slightly, the RFA’s voices could be heard from Floor’s above.

-I got stabbed- Vanderwood shrugged like if it wasn’t a big deal ignoring MC’s open eyes and mouth

-I’m terribly sorry…

-Don’t be-Vanderwood dismissed -You weren’t the one that stabbed me- And with that their conversation died until the RFA arrived filling the room with their usual noise and worries making MC giggle.

Especially when he saw Yoosung tear up, and Saeyoung feeding the fears of the youngest one assuring MC’s intestines would fall out.

It was weird when MC found out that while she was unconscious for three days they had somehow agreed she would stay with Vanderwood for the time being. The brunette stood quiet the entire time only suppressing a few snickers every once in a while.

When MC was out, she lived alongside Vanderwood for three months until he recovered from his injury, she continued with her life and tried to ignore the growing feelings on her chest, she thought everything was going fine until one night she arrived home only to find Vanderwood moving across the bedroom filling a suitcase

-What are you doing? - MC asked uncertain seeing him move up and down the bedroom.

-You’ll stay with the redhead- he assured bitterness clear on his voice, MC was unable to figure out the reason why he was doing it, why he wasn’t even answering her question

-How about you? - She stared at him, sitting on the edge of the bed watching him pack with an uncomfortable and painful feeling on her chest

-I’ll leave the country. My parents were from England, I’ll return to my roots- he shrugged nonchalantly

-Why? -She questioned standing up and going to the door to stop him before he ran through it with his only suitcase in hand.

-Because you won’t be safe alone. Now you might be a target too and the redhead number one is the only one I trust to look after you- He couldn’t let Saeyoung know that, the last thing he needed was a gift of the redhead teasing him

-Then why are you leaving? -She questioned, he froze as he was closing the black suitcase

-That doesn’t concern you- he growled at her without even looking at her face, she began to tap her foot impatient wishing he would give a proper response

-It does, because it’s me who you are leaving- MC said with certainty crossing her arms in front of her.

-How dumb do you have to be that every second you are next to me makes you a potential victim for the agency once again? -He exclaimed, -Do you have any idea on the situation you were in? They could have killed you between seconds if they wanted to- his breaths sounded more desperate with every word he spoke

-But they didn’t- MC assured -We can fight it toge…

-They didn’t because they wanted me back. They needed my skills, you were the hook for them, if I hadn’t rescued you before and accepted their demands you would have been dead- he interrupted getting closer to her

-We don’t have to be apart for that, we can work it out even if it’s on the run, we can still be together. WE could travel around the world. Work in Germany one day and in Brazil the other one-

-You don’t understand, do you foolish girl? - he said pressing his hand on the door behind her -I only do this because I would rather leave you now and let them chase me to every corner of the earth if that means keep them away from you. I’d rather leave you now than wait for them to take you away from me. Who knows what they would do to you, and I can’t risk that. You don’t know how it is to only care about one person, one in the entire world and knowing your mere existence is a danger to them.- he pushed himself away from her only to sit at the edge of the bed sinking his head between his arms.

Carefully she approached him, sitting by his side waiting for him to calm down a bit before she could speak

-It doesn’t have to be like that- she said grabbing his arm

-It is like that MC- he said -That’s why I have to leave- Vanderwood mumbled defeated

-Then I’ll go with you, we’ll be like Romeo and Juliet-

-That doesn’t make it better, they both died- he said frowning

-With a happy ending. You should have let me finish Mister frown-face-  she hit him playfully in the arm, and he couldn’t help but smile softly

-Do you really think it can work out? - he asked looking at her, she nodded almost immediately.

-We will make it work- she affirmed with certainty. -We can even stay here, you can help me train and quick those guys asses-

-They’ve been trained for years MC- he chuckled

-Nah- she said shrugging with a smile -I will beat their asses and they’ll beg for forgiveness- this time he let out a laugh, a genuine heartfelt laugh at her optimism

-God, I love you so much- he said softly as he leaned on top of her to kiss her, the action left her surprised, it was the first time he admitted having such feelings for her or the first time she saw him acting up on them.

The kiss was full of passion and there was a hint of need in it, but it took no time for her to answer back enjoying the taste of smoke and mint on his lips.

-Vanderwood- she said when he had to pull back for air she stared at him into the eyes

-What? - he asked with a playful smirk joining his fingers with her

-I love you too- she said, and his grin grew wider as her kissed her again, the suitcase fell from the bed, the promise of leaving now forgotten.

[starlessnighty]

Wow~! 

I’m thirsty for a  Vanderwood Route >_< 

vanderwood x mc~

[nectarinefluff]

The Ballroom (VanderwoodxMC)

OMG. I LOVE VANDERWOOD. HERE IS SOME FLUFF FOR OUR SOULS.

He looked at you from the distance. You felt it from your spine to your toes. The dim light of the ballroom, hair strands falling into his face, he was bewildering; you were there, next to him. You were glancing at him furtively. It was impossible to look away as it was impossible to reach him. Your heart ached. These looks were lighting your heart up, you could feel the love, buried down. Deep down, he had love, infinite love for you; you swear that you could feel it. But feelings are deceptive; it’s ambiguous even if it’s obvious. One more exchange of glance and he would see everything. Everything you’re trying to keep under control, everything you’re crying in the nights, everything that makes you not taste this bitter whiskey, every bit of love you have for him. He doesn’t have to search for them, it’s all there, visible and looking at him, wanting to be recognized, to be enveloped in his embrace, in his undying love. Everything you made, everything you said was about him and this love you had in some way. And he shouldn’t see this; you’re powerless in front of him. And this is scary. You walked away from Vanderwood to get a drink, to slip away from these thoughts. This massive ballroom seemed so beautiful, so magical. You could see your reflection on the yellow tinted tiles, sweet string plucks from the orchestra, piercing through your soul with these heap of lights. Despite them, it was still faint in here. 

“Why are you running away from me?” he said, you stiffened at his musical voice.

“I’m not, Vanderwood.” You said, looking away, with another whiskey in your hands. 

“You hate whiskey MC.” Said Vanderwood, as he forced you to look at him with his voice. 

“Tell me, what’s wrong?” 

He didn’t try to control you but you surrendered to him anyways. You forced yourself to not look at him, he was right, you hated whiskey, it didn't taste good and it didn’t make you feel good. He knew you too well; you loved this and hated it at the same time. You were doing all these things, all these things you hated but for what? You were acting like someone you’re not. 

“MC, please talk to me.” He plaid. 

You didn’t spare your glance from the glass, alcohol was getting into your blood, thoughts were spinning in your head, you felt love at him and anger at yourself for holding everything back. 

“At least look at me.” He said with a diffident slowness. 

His voice melted into you, separated all of your thoughts and distilled them into pure love and you looked into his eyes. There he was, looking at you, his beautiful eyes that had every tint of brown in it. 

“Vanderwood,” you said looking into his eyes, 

“Vanderwood, I love the way you look in these lights.”  You felt your heart flutter at the sight of him being baffled to your words. 

“And I love you Vanderwood, I can’t even look at you without getting overwhelmed. You’re amazing, you’re unbelievable. You spread light and love even in the depths of darkness and death. And I love you. I just want you to feel my love and I want to feel you. I want to feel you every day and every night. I want to be with you, happy and careless; and I know that this is impossible and my heart aches for that. This is Vanderwood, this is why I can’t even look you in the face.” 

You didn’t glance away, you didn't run. You were there, completely naked in front of him. He seemed overwhelmed with everything you said and this was excepted, still, it hurt your heart. 

“Vanderwood?” you asked with a pleading voice. 

“MC...” he said. 

“ I love you too MC. Can’t you see that? Can’t you see that I’m overwhelmed by everything you do? It’s too much for my heart. I love you so much. Fuck, I’ve never even imagined that I would feel love. And here I am. Completely in love. This is so strange, I just want you to be happy and loved. I want to be with you day and night.  You’re so warm and soft but you’re so strong. I feel alive with you. I’ ve thought that I was being delusional. I thought that you’re just a loving human being. OH fuck, I feel so happy. How is this even possible? The only thing I’ve seen was death, misery, and suffering. I don’t want them anymore. Ah, MC, you make them disappear, without even trying just by being who you are. I just want you MC. I just want to feel alive and loved by you. I want to give you all my love, even though it’s not enough.  FUCK. AH. DON’T YOU UNDERSTAND.”He pleaded with tears forming in his eyes. Tears were falling from your eyes, silently and calmly. 

“This must be it,” you thought, looking into him. “This must be love”. You held each other regardless of the people looking at you. You found ease within each other hearts. 

“Vanderwood, I love you so much. So. Much.”

You caressed his hair. You looked at each other with adoration erupting from your soul. You kissed, tasting him, tasting his cigarettes, tasting the whiskey, the strings, the love, the salt of the tears. 

“I love you.” he whispered as he kissed you.  

Hey guys! This is my first fanfic so if you have any comments or anything pls let me know, I would appreciate it! Thank you!!! <3

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Masterlist 020818

All fanfiction works until now

Mystic Messenger:

The things we cannot have 7xMcxSaeran

The things we’ve lost

Part 1 , Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8

The things we follow

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

Single Stories

Vanderwood and ill 707

Vanderwood: From agent to maid: 

VanderwoodxMC: Walk under cherry trees

Jumin x MC: Jumin thinks he has to protect her but she protects him

JuminxMC: Walk under cherry trees

Saeran x older MC (All Saerans!)

Naruto:

Breaking Point Sasori x Sakura (currently just on ff.net)

[anyway-i-love-vanderwood]

I feel like I need a VanderwoodxMC au where they are both daycare employees. Just baby! Choi twins everywhere

✿Ok so thank you to @hanamayhem for jabbering with me about this. She’s a treasure. Anyway, I agree, so here you go. Vanderwood and MC are the daycare staff taking care of the bitty-baby RFA, inspired by this amazing artwork by @prinnia!

Yoosung bursts into tears whenever he scrapes his knee, and you always run over to kiss his boo-boos better. Vanderwood rolls their eyes when this happens, thinking it’s kind of stupid, but when they cut their finger and you give it a quick peck as a joke, they just… die… hhh…

You and Vanderwood go shopping for children’s books. Vanderwood gets incredibly into it, comparing the art of the books, the story-lines and premises, and the morals conveyed by them. It doesn’t matter that they’re taking care of five year olds THEY NEED QUALITY LITERATURE, OK?

One day, your afternoon is just covered with vomit and crayons on the walls, and Vanderwood quietly gets you a cup of coffee and tells you to sit down while you clean up.

Little bitty Zen is both a beautiful and an entirely pure child, and you will FIGHT HIS PARENTS who want you to stop encouraging him to be artistic. Vanderwood has your back, and for the first time, Zen finds out what it’s like to have adults he can rely on. This makes him incredibly attached to both of you, which manifests itself in… odd ways, one of them being him thinking you and Vanderwood would be so great if you dated and got married. He then proceeds to try to get you together.

He tries to rope the rest of the gang into this plot. Yoosung doesn’t understand, Jaehee thinks it’s silly, and Jumin gets incredibly jealous about the idea because he wants all of your attention.

(Jumin has latched onto you as an alternative parental figure, and is not in the mood to share in any capacity.)

Among Zen’s plots include: 

giving poorly drawn love letters to you signed from Vanderwood, while misspelling Vanderwood’s name in a new and unique way each time.

trying to hang mistletoe above the doorway, which he attempts to accomplish by bullying Yoosung into lifting him up on his shoulders. This ends in both of them falling, and Yoosung’s wretched sobbing attracts your attention. You kiss his boo-boos better, and Vanderwood freaks out over Zen getting a bruise.

drawing you and Vanderwood tickets to a ‘fancy restaurant’ and saying you should go together. It’s doubtful Zen understands much about adult life.

Most of this just causes Vanderwood to sigh and facepalm.

Despite Vanderwood acting like they don’t care, they do actually get pretty concerned when the little brats get hurt. This is particularly true for Saeran and Saeyoung, who they notice both get hurt a lot. Doing some digging, they realize the abusive homelife they’re both enduring…

And Vanderwood seriously considers trying to get custody of them.

(Saeyoung gives Vanderwood terrible memes he’s made in MS Paint, and Vanderwood secretly hangs them on their fridge.)

Jaehee gets put in daycare right after her parents die, so she’s sad, miserable, and despondent. You would pay particular attention to her… except Vanderwood takes up that burden without being prompted, and often gives her special tutoring to keep her occupied. She’s very quick for her age.

(One time, Vanderwood - to impress you - lets everybody doodle on them. Saeran gives them panda eyes. Zen gives them a ‘cool tattoo’ of a badly drawn eagle.)

V is also one of the quiet kids, so he hangs out with Jaehee, or watches Yoosung and Saeyoung play pretend knights on the playground. Sometimes, he wanders off to go look at pretty flowers and birds, and he’s given you more than one heart-attack. Jumin is pretty good at finding him, though.

Saeyoung and Yoosung have this complicated LARP-esque arrangement with a complicated storyline and ‘classes’ and stuff, which they try to drag the others into. You’re often the ‘princess’ everyone is trying to save. Vanderwood is often the mount.

(When they put Saeran on their shoulders though and he laughs, their heart just… melts.)

Jaehee helps V with his math, and V stacks blocks with Jaehee. They have a kinda cute quasi-puppy love thing going on where they’re both nerdy and quiet and have terrible families.

Yoosung finds a puppy one day and decides he wants to KEEP IT, but knows that if you or Vanderwood found out, so he and Saeyoung try to secretly take care of the puppy without alerting any adults. The rest of the kids find out one-by-one, and are either bribed or begged in secrecy.

Zen tattles to you eventually because he’s worried about the puppy, and you take it to the shelter because you know you can’t have a dog in the day-care. Maybe you could get a hamster for them or something…?

(cue the Hamtaro theme)

Zen makes everyone dress up and put on plays. Jaehee LOVES this, but she’s too shy to participate. Jumin thinks it’s stupid and complains loudly, but then he immediately changes his tune when you praise Zen and tries to be a BETTER ACTOR THAN HIM. Yoosung just wants to dress up and put on a crown.

[andinewton]

Better The Devil You Know - Mystic Messenger - Vanderwood/MC - Chapter 4

Better The Devil You Know

Pairing:  Vanderwood x Emsi (MC / OC)

Warnings:  Will contain Violence, Smut, Swearing, I’ll add more as they come up!

Summary: Emsi has been a member of the RFA for two whole days when the mysterious Unknown makes his move.  Seven races to Rika’s apartment with Vanderwood in tow; Seven hoping to save Emsi, while Vanderwood just wants Seven to get back to work.  Four people enter the apartment but only two leave, launching a search that will blow the RFA’s secrets wide open!

Chapter 4

Emsi sat on the floor in the spacious bathroom, her back against the tub, knees up to her chest, eyes trained on the door.  Seven’s words had scared her, she wasn’t certain that had been his intention, but knowing someone had tampered with his secure feed, knowing the hacker might still have been targeting her, it scared the bejesus out of her.  In one hand she held her phone, the other the pepper spray from her bag.  It wasn’t much but it was better than nothing.  The silence was getting to her too.  There was nothing in the bathroom, no air-conditioning, no hum of the refrigerator, just an eerie silence that made her ears feel like they were ringing, every little noise out of the ordinary making her jump. Just what did Seven think might happen?  Who did Seven think the hacker might be, if it was related, and chances are it was.  Why her?  What could they gain?  She had nothing of value, she didn’t understand why she had been sent here in the first place, but she always made the best out of any situation.  This situation, however, sucked.

She checked the display on her phone again.  It had been thirty-five minutes since Seven called and the longer the time the more her anxiety began to weigh on her.  Her breathing was shallow despite her best efforts to keep it calm, and her heart was loud.  Sweat ran down her spine and she could feel her body trembling.  Nope, this was not what she had in mind when she agreed to join.  

The phone rang in her hand and she jumped, fumbling with the device until it landed in her lap.  Looking at the display she saw Seven’s name and scrambled to answer it.

‘Seven?’

‘It’s me.  I’m going to be coming in in just a minute.  Be ready.’

‘Seven, what’s going on?’  She spoke rapidly.  She had only known him two days, granted, but his voice seemed so tense as to be unnatural.

‘Nothing.  That is, it’s okay now I’m here.’  He hung up immediately, leaving her pondering perhaps he had a serious side, even if it seemed out of character, but what did she know?

She pushed herself to her feet and slid her phone into her pocket.  The approach to the bathroom door felt exaggeratedly long and she took a deep breath before drawing it back.  As she opened it she heard the outer door open with its usual computerised beep.  Relief flooded through her as she opened the bathroom door, speaking as she walked towards the entrance.

‘You really scared me.  Want to tell me what...’

Her voice trailed off as the person who had come through the door came into view.  Brown boots for over black skinny jeans, a red lace neck top with black hoodie which hung off one shoulder, revealing a black tribal eye tattoo.  On his face he wore a mask, his hair a shock of white with pink tinged tips.  Blue eyes stared into her, taunting her with their unfamiliarity.

‘You’re not Seven.’  She whispered, taking a step back and bumping into the door frame.

‘Not even close.’  His voice should have been muffled by the mask but its antagonism came through clearly.  ‘But I am here to take you to safety.’

She shook her head, sliding against the wall as she continued to back up.  ‘I’m not going anywhere with you.’

‘That wasn’t a choice.’

She turned and darted towards the living area, wanting to put some space and furniture between herself and this interloper, hoping Seven really was coming.  Running around the large central filing cabinet she turned and held her pepper spray as threateningly as she could.  ‘You’re him, aren’t you?’  The words fell from her lips on a rushed breath.  ‘The guy who sent me here?’

‘Congratulations on solving the easiest puzzle in the world.’  He laughed, rushing the cabinet and pushing it hard.  It shifted towards her and she rapidly sidestepped to avoid it, which put her too close.  ‘You have no choice.  You’ll be coming with me now to meet the saviour.’  He grabbed her upper arm and yanked her towards him, his other hand reaching into his and removing the cloth containing the capsule.  He ignored her struggles, yelling and trying to physically get him to release her, and with one bit of pressure he felt the capsule inside the cloth break.  ‘Relax.  Everything will be fine.’

Pushing her against the cabinet he shoved the cloth against her mouth and nose but she saw it coming and tried to hold her breath.

‘You can’t do that forever.’  He peered down into her face as tears from fear formed in the corners of her eyes, speaking softly just for her.  ‘Just take a breath, and when you wake you’ll be in paradise.’

‘Get the hell away from her!’

The mysterious hacker’s head jerked around at the sound of Seven’s voice but didn’t release the girl.  ‘Just in time, Saeyoung Choi.’  He gave a small jerk with the arm that held Emsi down, forcing the last of the air out of her lungs in a sob.  Knowing she had breathed the fast acting sedative he no longer held her down and pulled a small device from his inside pocket.  ‘You know what this is?’

Seven narrowed his eyes as though something bothered him beyond the situation itself, but his training quickly snapped back in.  ‘I don’t care what it is, you take your hands off her, now!’

‘This device is connected to your special security system.  All those little contrived mechanisms you have wired through this apartment, one push of this button will start a chain reaction of thirty second intervals.  You know what that means, don’t you?’

Seven glared at this man, some kind of recognition gnawing at the back of his mind.  ‘It means you planned to blow this place from the word go.  Your plan is to take out the apartment and anyone in it is just a bonus.’

The stranger laughed.  ‘You still haven’t figured it out?’

‘Figured what out?’  Seven yelled.  ‘Two days ago you got Emsi into our servers somehow and now you’re threatening to blow her up!’

‘Not her.’  He shook his head.  ‘But if you stop me then we all go up.’

‘So, the RFA information?’  Seven glanced at the cabinet briefly, taking in Emsi’s state as he did so.  Her eyes were still open but they were glazed.  She was going to need help getting out of here.

‘Perhaps.  Want to find out?’

Seven tensed as the unknown hacker raised the device, his thumb hovering over the button.  In his head he ran multiple scenarios, none of which ended well.  He opened his mouth, willing to try and negotiate again, when Vanderwood darted in from the kitchen.  In one swift move he punched Unknown in the jaw, grabbed Emsi by her arm and slung her over his shoulder and turned to exit.

‘Let’s go!’  He yelled, rushing through the small apartment, expecting Seven to be behind him.  But he wasn’t.

Seven was staring at the stranger, his mask having slipped due to Vanderwood’s punch.

‘No.’  Seven’s voice was little more than a whisper, his eyes wide as he took in the man’s face, so familiar and almost identical to his own.

[fanfictionconnectionwordpress]

May I have a headcanon or blurb (whichever is easiest for you!) where it's Christmas time and Cerise decides she wants to do the whole 'Elf on a Shelf' thing but it ends up terrifying their children and Vanderwood is just 1000% done?

***Always ready to work with my Cherrywood OTP~ Especially when Cerise is busy traumatizing her husband and their children. God help them all and a Merry Christmas!!! ~Let’s Connect! FFC***

Obvs myversion of Vanderwood as seen in my VanderwoodBackstory Fanfiction and your lovely Cerise  – Read about their relationship in their fanfic - Tagged

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Cerise thought this was going to be sooo cute!! The kids were 8 and 6 now, and that meant they could totally appreciate the adorableness that was elf on a shelf. (Which she’d only just seen was a trend for parents online and had to try.)

Vanderwood did not like this idea, particularly when he saw her setting up the first scenario for the elf, which was it pouring cereal all over the kitchen table and then making…cereal angels in it.

Fucking shit, his OCD was making his skin crawl at the mess.

Linette thought it was super cute that morning, right up until Cerise explained what the little elf was and how he ‘was always watching so he could report to santa if she was good or bad.’

His precious little girl Linette was a strong and confident young thing, but her face immediately blanched white. “He’s…always watching??”

Merlion was creeped out too, though mostly disinterested, which was nothing new for him.

The next morning, Vanderwood awoke to his son shouting in the bathroom and a crashing sound, his wife not far behind him as they whisked into the room to find Merlion had simply gotten caught by surprise as the little elf had been hanging from the shower head, Cerise thought that was adorable, but the rest of the household just kind of…looked at her like she was fucking nuts.

Linette nearly cried the next day when she walked into the living room to find the elf sitting with popcorn on the couch, its smiling face pointed towards her bedroom.

It was only the third day, but Vanderwood was already ready for this torture to end, so much so, that he called a family meeting, grabbing the little elf thing and laying it face first down on the table they were sitting at, so no one had to look at its creepy little face.

Cerise got all pouty and sad that everyone hated the poor little elf, but…eventually agreed, although she gave the elf a happy little home on the dresser in hers and her husband’s room while she tried to figure out what to do with it, until Vanderwood sees it in the morning as they were about to make love and then refuses to do anything with ‘that creepy thing’ in there.

It had made eye contact, okay?! Even his libido can’t survive that.

Well…guess she just has to donate the little guy to a good home then.

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OH MY FUCKING GOD. You, my friend, are a blessing. This is AMAZING. I love Vanderwood so damn much and this just PULLED at my heart strings.

Giiiirl congrats on your mystic messenger blog!!! 😄 So excited to see more of your work! 😄 For my ask, what do you think the RFA guys + Minor Duo would do if they found MC's diary? 😂 Would they read it? And if they do, how would they react to her entries about them? 😉

Hey!! Thank you so much!!! I will definitely do this becauseit sounds hilarious!! Thanks so much for the request!!! So I am going to startout with Vanderwood because he does not get enough love

Warning!! I picture Vanderwood cusses a lot sooo profanityahead!!

Keep reading

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EDITED: 7/14/18, 10:20pm

Heya howdy doodle doo my dudes, lemme know if there’s anything wrong~ ~404

Headcanons/Imagines/Reactions/Drabbles!:

If they’re a doodler or a writer

Favourite landscapes

Favourite holiday

Favourite seasons

MC can’t sleep due to back pain

MC being extremely flexible

MC insecure about tummy/freckles

Hiking date

MC makes/wears cosplay

Reuniting at the airport

Best friends/platonic

MC has pet birds

MC as a fencer

MC really into death metal

MC as a major snuggler

MC setting up Chanukkah decor

MC and the piano

MC as childhood friend

Engagement rings

MC as a tattoo parlor regular

MC spamming everyone with the Bee movie

MC loses focus easily

Tall MC

Favourite Studio Ghibli movies

Drunk MC/Love reveal

Favourite way to spend time with MC

Positive pregnancy test as holiday gift

MC inviting Unknown to Christmas event (Christmas DLC)

Kinda gross MC

MC being hit on by another person

MC with someone else during holidays (ANGST)

Having to get undercuts

Obese MC (insecure)

Insomniac MC

Extreme sports with MC

MC/Family sass battle

MC with acne scars

MC on period/heavy cramps

Classic rock obsessed MC

MC Randomly speaking Russian

MC afraid of people

MC from a cold country

MC insecure eating in front of others

MC addicted to dabbing

MC with an emo fashion

MC obsessed with Classic Rock

MC as an MMA fighter

MC holed up in their room because of mental health issues

Bilingual MC forgets names for things

MC doesn’t like people spending money on them

MC likes to say “I love you” platonically

MC works the nightshift

Wedding dresses/suits

MC being random at the wrong time

MC asking for a piggy back ride

Mute MC

MC who likes things meticulously clean and in order

6'6 MC

Slightly Telepathic MC

MC always wears heelies

MC with anorexia

MC does martial arts

Short MC has long legs

Hopeless Romantic MC

MC Sick on Christmas

MC as a politician

Reactions to Jaehee/MC friendship

MC picks at scabs and gets scars

MC is an irl princess

Misc. V headcanons

MC as Terry Crews (I hate this so mUCH)

RFA Playing Undertale

Bald MC

MC protecting RFA from being hit on

MC Constantly in hospital/afraid of hospital

RFA at a strip club

RFA as text messages from 404

MC oblivious to flirting

MC not wanting to give birth/okay with adoption

MC in musical having to kiss another actor

Teacher MC

Witchy MC

MBTI Personality Types

404’s Face Claims

MCXDanny DeVito because y'all hate me

Telepathic MC part 2

Winter Soldier/Black Widow MC

MC afraid of needles

Random Korean Culture HCS

RFA: Given blank piece of paper, what would they do?

MC is a Kpop star

MC is into cars

RFA+V+SAERAN Falling hard for MC

Sharing bed for the first time

Part two: Christmas Angst (HAPPY ENDINGS)

Celebrating MC’s birthday

RFA Break ups (ANGST?)

Finding out MC Knows Korean

Reactions to Jaehee x Zen

MC messes up their hair 

Reacting to MC being gay

MC pretends to be married to friend

MC as a Victoria Secret Model

RFA opinions on pineapple on pizza + other foods

RFA as Vampires: Feeding habits

RFA Falling for Male!MC

Going to Pride with MC

MC really loves cats

MC plays instrument fluently

MC randomly wanting to slow dance

MC having younger sibling(s)

MC Loving Stars and the Ocean

MC killing someone

MC with narcolepsy

Dominant (personality) MC

Being called senpai by MC

Ripping MC’s favourite underwear (I don’t consider this NSFW but be warned)

Adopted MC Feels Replaced by Family

Shy at first but comes out of her shell MC

MC pregnant with quadruplets

MC as professional cha-cha dancer

MC with an over-protective sister

MC having panic attack in public

MC With Sensory Overload

MC Accidentally taking a drug

Smart but Silly MC

MC Late to work due to frick frack (not NSFW)

Christmas gifts for MC

MC as a seasonal worker (Saeyoung x mc)

What they smell like

Camping Trip (Yoosung x MC)

Cooking with the RFA

Their Quirks? (Small mysme x bnha crossover)

Music tastes

MC with a child

Saeyoung/Saeran x MC fluff

(Not) Too sexy for my shirt (Saeyoung x MC)

Arms (Lyric drabble [Saeyoung x MC])

Nightmares (Jumin x MC)

Unrequited Love (Saeyoung [Saeran x MC])

First words to Deaf!MC

Gimme a Kiss (NSFW-ISH?) (Jihyun x MC)

MC afraid of flying (Zen x MC) (Jihyun x MC)

MC with winter blues (Jihyun x MC) (Zen x MC)

MC in a coma

Saeran/Yoosung with MC’s puppy

The stage that couldn’t love (Zen x MC) (TW)

MC with an identical twin

MC who is able to imitate voices

Choi Boi’s birthday (6/11/18)

Saeran’s Corner:

Annoying Unknown

Annoying Unknown Part 2

Annoying Unknown Part 3

Partners in Crime

Ice Skating

Playground Fun?

Biting Kink (SFW)

Tsundere Saeran

MC picking their lip

Morning kisses

Thirsty MC with good ending Saeran (NSFW-ISH?)

Virgin MC (NSFW)

Wanweird

DEFINITION FICS:

Chimerical - Jihyun

Eunoia - Jihyun

Rubastosis - Jumin

FICS:

Saeran being called Edgelord

Saeran singing “When Christmas Comes to Town”

Saeran/MC being intimate when Saeyoung walks in

RFA+V+SAERAN Reacting to seeing Saeyoung on mission/date

Saeyoung cutting off Zen’s ponytail

The MC’s

HIDDEN TREASURES {Treasure Hunter!AU}:

Chapter 1

SOULMATE!AU:

In the Right Direction {VxMC}

Not Afraid of the Night {JuminxMC}

Leopard-print Bandaids {VanderwoodxMC}

Seeing Red {ZenxMC}

RFSPOOK:

Treat or treating habits/favourite candy

Family Themes Costumes

MC Never celebrating Halloween

Couples Costumes

Werewolf!RFA+

Haunted House- Jumin

Ghost?- Saeran

Haunting Pranks

MC Exploring an abandoned house

MC and Halloween Rituals

Ouija Board Mystake- Saeyoung

Reactions to Haunted House

404′s Ridiculous AU’s:

Duck AU

Sock AU

Stock Image AU

Car AU

Meme AU

Lamp AU

Coat AU

Restaurant/Fast food AU

Fruit AU

Homestuck AU

Dog AU

Shrek AU

VALENTINES FICS:

Saeyoung

Saeran

Jumin

Yoosung

Zen

Jaehee

V

Valentines (2018)

EASTER FIC:

Easter

NSFW:

Jealousy (NSFW)

Pegging (NSFW)

Massages (NSFW)

MC making breakfast with nothing but a t-shirt on (NSFW)

7 mins in heaven/Spin the bottle (Possible NSFW?)

MC walks in on them masturbating (NSFW)

Masochist MC (NSFW)

Getting Caught Being Intimate by Child (NSFW?)

MC calling penises by weird names (NSFW-ISH?)

Saeran smut (NSFW)

MC loves keyhole sweaters (Light NSFW?)

Nymphomaniac MC

First Time Having Sex

What kind of porn they’d watch

Jumin smut (NSFW)

SUBMISSIONS/ADMIN PERSONAL:

Literally a completely self-indulgent Fouran fic

404 Personal Emojis

Beautiful-mystic-mess/404: Fidget Spinner AU?

404: Saeran the Jolly Green Giant

ALL SUBMISSIONS CAN BE FOUND TAGGED: #submission

ALL PERSONAL CAN BE TAGGED EITHER BY: #admin art #my art (sometimes can be found under any variation of #4s doodles)

[luna-indigo13]

Giant Circle VanderwoodxMC

He watched it all from the hotel’s bar. It was still pretty early for a drink, but the bar was open all day so if they hadn’t wanted someone drinking early, they shouldn’t have opened it. He smiled as he watched as a brave soul made his way to her. He couldn’t hear what they were saying. He could read lips but the man's back was to him, but he could see her face clearly. It looked like she didn’t realize he was flirting with her as she lifted up the notepad and said. “Thank you, but I have my notes right here.”  

The man walked away deflated and she returned to her reading. 

“Madam Vanderwood?” Said the annoying brat he was stuck with over the phone. “Hello?” He said in a sing song voice. 

“Don’t call me that.” He growled into the phone. “What do you want Luciel?” 

“Aren’t you done with your mission?” 

“Yes and?” 

“When will you return?” He asked suspiciously. 

“Soon I’m just taking a vacation. Now leave me alone.” He hung up the phone and returned to watching the woman. 

Alright he couldn’t hold off anymore. He chugged down his drink and left a bill on the counter before making his way to her. 

“Hello beautiful.”  

She blinked a couple of times before glancing up at him, her eyes widening. “Um-Hello.” she sounded almost shy. Almost as if she wasn’t used to having people call her beautiful. 

“What’s a beauty like you doing here all by yourself?”  

“I-um well I was just reviewing over my notes and writing down questions for tomorrows presentation.” 

“Oh, you’re here with the convention?” He already knew this. He smiled. “Mind if I have a seat with you?” He gestured at the empty space next to her. 

“I don’t mind.”  She quickly moved closer to the arm rest to make him some space for him. 

“I’m James by the way.” Like the spy. He reached out to shake her hand, to which she took quickly and firmly. 

“MC.”  

“Nice to meet you.” He said as he sat down. 

“Nice to meet you too.” She turned her body to the side so she could face him. “Where are you from?” She quickly asked. 

He chuckled, “Europe. Is my Korean bad?” 

“Oh! No. No, your Korean is very good, but you do not look Korean.” 

He wanted to laugh, but managed a smile instead. “My looks give it away huh?” He lightly touched his face. 

“A bit. Yes.”  

“Are you a foreigner as well? If so, your Korean is very good too.” She had to be a foreigner, with that red hair and 

She shook her head, “No... at least I don’t think so. I was raised in Korea so that would make me Korean wouldn’t it?” 

He nodded, “Is one of your parents a foreigner?” 

“I wouldn’t know. I’ve never met my parents.” She shrugged, “Are you here on business?” She asked quickly changing the subject. 

“Yes. I am here for the next couple of days for a job.” He scratched his chin, he wasn’t lying. 

“Oh, are you here for the convention too?” She asked excitedly, “I haven’t seen you in the conventions though.” 

“No, not at all. I’m here for something else.” He laughed. So, she would have noticed him if he’d gone to a convention huh? That made him feel pleasure for some reason. “Do you have anything else to do today?” 

She looked down at her notebook as if pointedly saying she wasn’t. “Not really.” She said as she put away her notebook into her purse. “Do you?” 

“Not really.” He was already finished with work. “Would you like to go out into town and show me around?” 

“I am not from this area, but there are a few places I wish to go to.” She nodded, “If you would allow a few minutes could we meet here again in an hour?” She asked as she looked at her watch. 

“Of course.”  

“Great see you in an hour.”  

He nodded and watched her go, heading to the elevators. He figured that was her polite way of telling him off, but he was done gathering info already. He had nothing else to do. So even if she stood him up, it wouldn’t really matter. 

 She entered her room and leaned against the door.  

Okay so why was such a handsome man talking to her?  

To her of all people?  

She felt like squealing like a teenage girl, but talked herself out of it. She was a grown woman and she didn’t need to be fangirling like this.  

She looked at her suitcase then at the mirror.  

Why had she told him an hour? She should’ve said longer so she had plenty of time to get ready. Quickly removing her suit dress, she wore for the convention she clipped her hair up and entered the bathroom for a quick shower. She wore casual clothes she had packed for visiting the places she’d researched. She was thankful she’d brought other clothes than work suits. 

She wore a pale blue skirt with a grey wool sweater. She wasn’t much of a fashionista since she grew up humble with hand me downs or donations at the orphanage. So aside from her work suits she mostly wore wool or cotton sweaters and shirts. 

She put on some make-up adding a bit of grey tones to her eyeshadow to make her green eyes pop. Her red hair was already enough accessory to her face than she would ever need. She had just finished styling her hair into cute beachy waves when she glanced at her watch. She had less than ten minutes. Quickly putting on her shoes she looked in the mirror once more to apply a pale pink lip color. She stepped back for a moment to look at herself from head to toe and decided she was ready. 

Grabbing her purse, she made sure she had her phone and keys as she made her way out of her room. She was nervous as she entered the elevator. Would he be there? Or would he be gone?  

Fidgeting with her hair she looked at her reflection in the elevator walls.  

When she exited the elevator, she didn’t have to fret since he was already there waiting for her. 

He smiled at her.  

“I didn’t think it was possible, but you look even more beautiful.” He offered her his hand 

She felt herself blush as she took hold of his offered hand. “Thank you.” 

“Where would you like to go first?” He asked as he wrapped her arm around his elbow. He always felt eyes on him, but even more so now. He could see everyone looking at them. He felt proud as he walked with such a beauty at his arm. 

“There’s this park really close by that has some beautiful flowers.” She said hesitantly. 

“Flowers huh?” 

“We can go anywhere—” 

“No flowers are nice.” He walked them out. “Though no flower can compare to the beauty at my arm.” 

“You are really good with words.” She said with a giggle. 

“Only when I have someone I want to charm.” 

“Is that so?” It was going well then? 

They made their way around to places she had planned on going. He followed without complaint and flirted the whole way. She liked how he paid attention throughout the entire date. She hardly ever dated due to juggling work and school, but she could honestly say this one was one of the best. 

They walked around hand in hand through the entire day without once feeling awkward. He made her laugh and her heart race at every turn. As they sat across from each other as they ordered dinner, she could almost say she had fallen in love with him at first glance. Though he seemed well put together he had a certain sadness lurking in the depths of his eyes. Something that she remembered seeing so much in the orphanage.  

He too seemed to have grown up lonely. Or perhaps he was like her and had no one? No that couldn’t be it. She couldn’t just wish that on others just because she had grown up as an orphan and no one adopted her.  

She was looking at the sandy brown-haired man across from her. He was stylish and wore his hair long, the handsomest man she had ever met. Though it was very early, she could see both of them together. 

“You’ve gone silent.” He said as he placed a hand over hers. 

“Sorry just thinking.” She smiled at him as she drank some water. Maybe she was moving too fast? How could she already feel like she was in love with him already only days after meeting each other? “So how long are you going to be in Korea?” She asked to get her mind off her previous thoughts. 

“I don’t really know. I should be here a while until I finish my job.” He was very vague in his answers about his work, she noticed. “It shouldn’t be soon though. You will probably return home before me.” he said with a smile. 

“I see.” She felt saddened by this. So, he wouldn’t want to see or keep in contact after he left? “Tell me about your homeland.” She leaned forward eager to learn all she could about him. 

“My homeland?” He pursed his lips as he thought, “I travel a lot so I really don’t have many memories about my birthplace, but I remember when I was a child, I grew up in a house surrounded by woods and mountains.  

“Wow that must be great to be surrounded by mountains and nature.” 

He nodded, “I suppose. There was nothing to do really.” His posture changed almost as if shutting himself off. 

“You travel a lot?” She was curious.  

“Not so much lately, but yes. I’ve been in all types of places. Cold, hot, wet, dry you name it. My most favorite place was when I went to Hawaii.” 

“Hawaii?” that was amazing. What kind of job took him to all these places? “That’s one of the many places I would like to visit one day.” 

“You should. It is very beautiful there.” He smiled at her, “The food and the people are all so very nice.” 

They continued talking about all the places he had been. To which she listened to everything intently. He had so many great stories about everything. He had done everything she couldn't even imagine herself doing in her lifetime. By the time the food arrived and was gone she was fully entertained not knowing what she would do at the end when they had to part. 

Heading back to the hotel the sky had already darkened and she didn’t want to say goodbye to him, but she had another convention to go to the next morning and she had to do this for her job. When they reached the hotel, she felt hesitant to leave. 

“Would you like to join me for a drink?” He gestured at the bar.  

She didn’t drink. She couldn’t drink. At the orphanage they had taught her nothing good came from drinking. Plus, it was a waste of money. She would just be drinking her money away. He watched her as she hesitated. 

“You don’t have too if you don’t want too.” 

“No, I want to spend more time with you, but I don’t drink.” 

He chuckled at her sincerity, “Well how about you get a virgin cocktail and we can talk for a while longer?” 

Virgin? She didn’t really know what he meant by that, but just the mention of it made her face turn red without her permission. “I...ok.” 

He took her hand and led her into the bar. He expertly ordered a whisky on the rocks while he ordered her a virgin drink. She saw the red drink and took a sip and realized it was just cooled cocktail juice. “Thank you.” She said as she sipped on it less cautiously. 

He smiled as he drank his own. “When will be your last day?” He asked. 

“Sunday. Friday is our last day of conventions, but we are given two days off to enjoy the city.” 

“Will you like to join me until your last day after your conventions?” 

“Yes!” She answered quickly. She looked away embarrassed with her eagerness. 

He chuckled tenderly, “Great we can meet up in the lobby at...what time do your convections usually end?” 

“Usually at around three.” She said looking at her watch and realized it was almost midnight. 

“Well if you would like we can meet in the lobby at five?” 

She nodded that sounded great. “That sounds great.” 

He smiled reaching over and tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear. “Come I’ll walk you to your room.” 

He once again placed a bill on the counter and took her hand. 

He led her to the elevators, “What floor are you on?” 

“The third floor.” She muttered as he pressed the button to her floor. 

When the door opened, he slowly led her out. It was as if he too didn’t want this to end. They stopped at her door and she turned to him and thanked him. “It was a great day. Thank you for today.” She was nervously playing with her sweater as he looked down at her. 

“I did too. It’s been a while since I've had this much fun.” He smiled at her gently. 

“It was very fun.” She trailed off wondering how she was going to say goodbye. She bit her lip and looked up at him, “I, um, I’ll see you again tomorrow.” She smiled, “Have a good night.” 

He looked at her intently, before leaning down. She thought he was going to kiss her lips, but he only kissed her cheek. “You too.” That was it. With a wave he turned and left. 

She watched him leave before quickly entering her room. 

The next day she was giddy. Half paying attention to the speakers and half looking at her watch to see what time it was and how much closer she was to seeing him. 

She met up with him once again after going to her room to change. This time he seemed to have done his research and was now leading her around. He took her to many places that she herself had not even searched.  

She was giddy the entire time. Not once had her smiled faltered. She was so happy that she couldn’t contain her happiness. 

“You know...” He started, “I was paired up with a red head at my job.” 

She hadn’t heard much about his job so this bit of information got her full attention. “Is she very pretty?” 

He turned his head towards her and smiled almost apologetically, “No he’s a man.” He sighed, “Annoying and troublesome, but he’s a good kid.” 

“He’s younger than you?” she sighed thankful that it wasn’t a woman. 

He nodded, “He was brought into the company when he was barely a teen.” He shrugged, “I was the lucky one that got to be his babysitter.” Shaking his head, he looked straight ahead almost as if reminiscing. A fond smile on his lips. “He’s a genius, but he can be very childish.” 

“You seem very fond of him.”  

He blinked repeatedly, as if startled by her comment. “I suppose I am. He’s like an annoying little brother that I had to raise.” 

“That’s great.” She pressed herself closer to him as they walked, “I’m glad you are not alone.” 

He turned to her and gave her a look as if he hadn’t expected that. 

 She was right. Though he nagged Luciel a lot, he had grown fond of him. The kid had been such a robot when they had first met, but drastically changed in one of his birthdays he seemed to become the prankster, he was now. Even though he was messy and somewhat goofy he was a decent human being. 

There had been many times he had been given the chance to change partners but he always decided to stay with him. 

He glanced down at the beautiful woman at his arm. He could feel himself already falling hard for her. She was a bit awkward and shy, but there was nothing wrong with that. 

Maybe he had a thing for redheads that allowed him to open his heart to them almost instantly. 

The more time he spent with her the more he felt he was in trouble. He liked her more and more. She had a calming presence to her not once asking for him to divulge his secrets that he couldn’t tell. 

Just like how he felt himself fall for her more and more he grew more and more fearful. He was an agent and he could never offer her anything but this fleeting moment. He would soon leave and he would never see her ever again.  

Which was for the better. 

He was a dangerous man to be around. If anyone found out about her, they would take her in order to get to him. 

He couldn’t do that to her.  

She was a smart independent woman. She worked and studied as well. She was smart and beautiful enough to find someone that was better for her than he would ever be. 

That night after dropping her off he thought about enjoying the next few days with her. He would make the most of the next few days even when he knew things would never work out for them. 

Friday night after spending the past four days with he, he decided that was it. He couldn’t keep seeing her. He was falling hard for her, but he could see how much she wanted her own family. He could see the way her eyes lingered on couples walking about with children. He could see the want in her eyes. 

He couldn’t offer her any of that. 

With sadness he kissed her goodnight at her hotel door. This time instead of kissing her cheek, he kissed her lips passionately.  

When he had seen her Monday night, her first night at the hotel, he had thought about having a quick tryst with her. Nothing personal just a quick one-night stand, but as he talked to her, he realized that was not the type of person she was. She was respectful and very innocent. 

He wanted her to be happy.  

He poured all his feelings into that kiss. He wanted to leave all his feelings behind in that last kiss. He wouldn’t be back. This was goodbye.  

He could feel her legs begin to buckle and caught her, wrapping and arm around her waist and pressing her tightly to him. At last breaking the kiss both of them were breathing heavily as he pressed his forehead to hers. 

“Wow.” She whispered as she gasped for breath. 

He was still holding her up, so once they caught their breaths and she could stand on her own he let go of her. “Have a goodnight.” he was turning to go. 

“W-wait.” She called, “Do you want to—” 

He was about to decline her offer. He needed to say goodbye. He needed to walk away from this right now. 

She tugged on his arm, she didn’t give him time to think as she opened the door and led him inside. He couldn’t fight it anymore. He wouldn’t.  

At least not tonight. 

The door clicked behind him and he looked down at her. Her eyes were brilliant as they looked up at him. He could see her feelings on her face. She was like an open book.  

At least he wasn’t the only one that felt that way. 

Lightly caressing her cheek, he tucked her hair behind her ear. “Beautiful.” He whispered before kissing her once again. He pulled her against him, his lips hungry on hers. She moaned against his mouth, making him excited.  

Shit! 

He carried her against him toward the bed. 

She seemed eager at least. She was responding to each of his touches to each twirl of his tongue in her mouth. Anytime he caressed the curve of her waist or feathery touch to her thigh, she reacted sweetly no matter what.  

His mouth left her mouth as he lightly trailed down her neck until the barrier of her sweater. 

She slowly opened her eyes and looked at him with eyes half-lidded and passion in her very swollen, very kissed lips. She was giving him the okay. 

He placed his hands on the edges of her shirt and pulled her shirt up, but she reached up and pulled it off herself. 

He smiled. That was a good sign. 

He had gotten enough permission. He ended up pressing kisses to her lips, only stopping to remove articles of clothing and throwing them about.  

She gasped in his mouth as he gently pushed her bra out the way to touch her peaks. His lips slowly trailing to the same area. Her chest rose and fell with her excited pants. Her back arched as she sucked in her breath at the sensation of his wet mouth closing on her peaks. 

 She was losing her mind. 

So, this was how it felt like to be intimate with someone. 

She watched as James licked and kiss almost every part of her body. She couldn’t help the moans that left her lips with every flick of his tongue or every nip of his teeth against her skin. Her hands had automatically flown to his sandy colored hair. Keeping him in place or pushing him away, she didn’t know. 

All she knew was that she loved him and she wanted to be with him. 

She watched him pull away, leaning over her. Her legs on either side of his body as he unbuckled his belt and removed his pants. She could see his chest rising and falling quickly too as he eyed her with eyes full of passion. 

He was removing all articles of clothing and she soon felt embarrassed.  

She'd never seen a naked man in person before.  

And what a man he was. 

His entire body was defined by muscles and what she could tell where scars. With heart racing she didn’t quite think to figure out what they really where before he was tugging on her own underwear. 

She immediately felt embarrassed and her legs reflexively tried to squeeze shut. 

“What is it MC?” He asked letting go of her underwear just as quick. 

She raised herself on her elbow, the other hand covered her naked breast. “Well...I um...” She looked away for a moment. “Could you kiss me more?” She asked. 

He looked confused for a moment before once again leaning over her. He was completely naked now. His hot skin pressed against her own as his mouth teased her.  

She didn’t want to scare him by telling him she was still a virgin, she wanted to do it with him. She just needed to get over the fear of being intimate. 

Before long, his kiss had her head spinning. She had completely wrapped her arms around his neck.  

His arm beside her head was keeping some of his weight of her. His other hand had slowly trailed down to her apex. She felt his hand spark like electricity making her body tingle a heat form below her stomach. 

She could feel his very hot and hard member rub against her leg as he manipulated her through her underwear. 

‘Come on MC. You have to be brave!’ 

She pep-talked herself. Still feeling the heat, she reached down and slowly started to push her underwear off, accidently brushing up against his member making him groan.  

“It’s okay. You can do it.” She had managed to get one leg out of her underwear before he pushed her legs wide open and pushed himself inside her. She let out a scream. It was so sudden she didn’t even have time to tense.  

One minute she was feeling him slide over her opening and the next he was fully sheathed inside her. 

“Are you okay MC?” He asked sounding a bit worried after her scream. 

“I-I’m fine.” She shuddered at the feeling of fullness inside her. 

“I’m sorry I did it so quickly. I should have been slower.” He caressed her hair and lightly kissed her brow as she held onto him tightly. 

“It would have probably hurt more if you went slow.” 

He pulled back a bit too look her in the eyes. “Having sex shouldn’t hurt. It should only be pleasure.” His body began to move slowly in a circular motion. His breathing was coming labored, “My God you’re tight.” He kissed her jaw, “It feels so good inside you.” He began to move in and out of her, picking up the pace as he nuzzled her neck. 

She moaned, “First times....first times hurt... or so I've heard.” She uttered in between gasps as the pain subsided and the pleasure took place. 

He shuddered as something hot spread inside her.  

He seemed to freeze. She looked at him with a smile in her face as she lightly caressed his face. 

He kneeled back his member slowly exiting her as he looked down where they had been connected. She looked too and found that he was no longer hard, but that the bed was stained in red. 

“You—this... You were a virgin?” He asked finally. 

She nodded, “Does it bother you?” Didn’t guys actually like being the first? 

“You could have told me.” He looked at her at last, “I could have done it slower... more gently.” 

She sat up and smiled at him, “Its fine.” She kissed his chest since it was the closest thing she could reach. “After the pain it felt good.” 

He looked so distraught. “I’m sorry.” 

She looked at him tenderly. “Can we do it again?” 

  It was hard for him to let her go. 

How could he? She had still been a virgin and he deflowered her. He should have just left before things got so serious. He should have walked away. 

Shit! 

“Goodbye.” 

He lightly ran his fingers through her red hair as she slept, that sweet smile he had come to love still on her lips even in sleep. But this time he felt his heart ache. He had to leave. He needed to get away from her as soon as possible. 

Gathering his things he moved on. He had already completed his mission there was nothing else keeping him there but her. 

“Goodbye MC.” 

 *** 

“Wow she’s a beauty.” Seven murmured as he watched the girl that had infiltrated the RFA. The once empty apartment devoid of any human interaction was now occupied by a beautiful red curly haired woman. “You have a really good hair stylist. You almost look like a natural red head.” He muttered as he leaned forward and narrowed his eyes. 

She was pacing the room anxious as she typed into her phone. He glanced down at his phone to see everyone barraging her with questions or threatening her. All he wanted was to get a good angle on her so that the facial scan could tell him who she was. 

She was looking around herself anxiously as she tried not to touch anything in the room. 

All I wanted was to bring a lost phone.  She typed in the messenger app. 

He laughed. You got fished! He replied and finally got a ping alerting him that the facial scan had found out who she was. 

“Hmm...” He mumbled as he looked at her details. “Works in a good company.” He muttered as he skimmed the details. “Makes decent money. College graduate. Taking online courses and night classes. Lives alone. No parents... wait.” He leaned back and cocked his head to the side. “So, she is a natural red head huh?” He leaned forward again. “Lived in an orphanage until she graduated from high school and had two jobs. No parental records anywhere. Two years older than me.” He wanted to mess with her in the chat room. “Single. No kids.” 

He called V in the process to tell him the situation and soon things took off from there. 

 “What am I going to do about my job?” She asked herself as she dialed her company number to speak with her office manager. “Hi! This is MC from section eight. I was calling to see if I can take my work home? I can’t come to work for the next week. I could take my vacation, but I can work from home and still complete my work.” 

“You don’t need to do that. I will give you two weeks' vacation days. I just wish you had let us know beforehand.” 

“Thank you! It was last minute. I am all caught up with work so there are no loose ends on my part.” 

“Alright well enjoy your vacation days. I expect great things once you return to work well rested.” 

“Thank you!” She said as she hung up. She sighed happily as a weight was taken off her shoulders. She didn’t have to worry about work anymore. Now the only thing was her evening classes. What was she going to do then? 

Her phone began to ring and she glanced down to find Seven calling. 

“Hi.” She said with a smile. 

“Hey MC are you busy?” 

“No not really. What’s up?” She sat down at the computer desk to email her professors and tell them she wouldn’t be able to go in for next few days. But as she pulled up her school email, she saw a few emails waiting for her from her professors. 

“Nothing really just got done with an important job.” 

“Am I allowed to ask what kind of job?” She asked as she opened the first email.   

“It was something really important, but I can’t tell you since it’s a secret.” He said his tone of voice playful. 

“Then why get me curious?” She then red her first email: You are exempt from coming into class, but will have to complete all the work and assignments in time.  “Wait what is this?” She exited that email and went to the next. It basically said the same thing. 

“What’s wrong MC?” Seven asked innocently. 

“Did you do something about my classes?” She asked him. 

“I don’t know what you are talking about.” He said off-handedly. 

“Seven, you did, didn’t you?” 

“Maaybe...” 

She let out a sigh of relief, “I don’t know what you did, but thank you.” She could now focus completely on working for the fundraiser without that at the back of her mind. 

“No problem, it is sorta�� our fault that you can’t leave the apartment in the first place.” 

“Not really, it's my own fault for trying to do a good deed.” She sighed at her own stupid-ness. “But anyway, I can finally focus on working on emails and stuff for the party.”  

 “Wow is that a girl?” He glanced up to find Vanderwood looking over his shoulder.  

Seven mentally cursed himself since he and Vanderwood were both agents and hackers they knew how to be stealthy or how to enter his password locked gates. He needed to change all settings so it wouldn’t be so easy for Vanderwood to enter his home and creep up on him.   

Switching monitors he continued his hacking job that Vanderwood was so adamant about. 

Vanderwood pulled up a chair and looked at the monitor where MC was now cleaning the apartment. She wasn’t a neat freak like Vanderwood, but she did clean up and did daily chores. “Wow stalking now too?” He said with a light voice as he watched her with interest.  

“Shut up and let me work.” 

“She has red hair too.” He sounded surprised as he leaned forward to get a better look. He looked distraught for a moment. He seemed out of character. “She looks like a foreign model. Who is she?” He finally asked, but his voice was strained. 

Seven could hear the interest in Vanderwood’s voice as he reached over and shut the monitor off so Vanderwood would stop looking at her. “Mind your own business.” 

“This is my business. She’s distracting you and you have a job to complete. The boss will not be happy. We are almost at the deadline and you are over here wasting your time with this—woman.” He said as he turned the monitor back on. 

“I’ll finish the job before its due. Just leave me alone.” 

Vanderwood didn’t budge as he sat there watching her. “I won't tell the boss you’re slacking if you let me stay here and watch her.” He saw that Vanderwood was fixated on her. 

Seven didn’t like this. Vanderwood was blackmailing him now. But he didn’t like that now he too was interested in her. Everyone in the RFA was already deeply in love with her kindness and they didn’t even know what she looked like.  

But it wasn’t like he could just tell Vanderwood that he couldn’t. 

He stayed quiet as he worked on their job. At least now if anything were to happen Vanderwood would be watching over her. 

 She heard something. 

Sitting up quickly from bed she felt a wave of nausea hit her as she almost passed out. She was in the middle of a chat with the other RFA members when she thought she heard something. She had just gotten out of bed when she glanced at the chat room and Seven had typed for her to stay put.  

Don’t move! You’re in danger! I’m coming. 

Confused she got a call from him. “Are you okay?” His voice sounded like he was running. 

“Yes, I am, but I heard something.” 

“Don't move. Please stay where you are. I’m coming!” 

She returned to the chatroom to see everyone on there talking and asking her if she was alright. Yoosung was so worried asking if Seven was really on his way over to her. She didn’t know what was going on, but she felt safe knowing that Seven was on his way to her. Something about the goofy red-head made her feel safe. 

That was when she heard the window shatter into pieces. She screamed as the sound startled her. She covered her stomach scared that some glass would cut her as she squeezed her eyes shut.  

“Sorry to scare you, but you should step back and be careful of the broken glass.” 

She removed her hands from her belly and glanced at the man now standing over the littered glass. He wore a leather jacket and a mask covering the lower half of his face, revealing bleached white hair and glaring mint green eyes. 

“Who- Who are you?” She asked as she stepped back and away from the man invading the once solitary apartment. 

“I’m the one who brought you here. I am here to take you with me to paradise.” 

“You’re Unknown.” She muttered and his nodded, his eyes twinkling with a glint of happiness that she remembered him.  

“Yes, and now that you’ve won their trust, we can finally get what I came here for. That stupid red-head Luciel never even knew how close I was this whole time. 

“Why are you doing this?” 

“This is for my Savior.” He moved closer to her and they both heard it. The running footsteps making their way to the apartment. “And here he comes.” He said bitterly as he grabbed her and wrapped an arm around her neck. 

“No please don’t hurt me. Please let me go.” she clung to his arm, trying to pry it from her neck. 

SPECIAL SECURITY SYSTEM ACTIVATED. 

“Shit!” The man cursed, “He’s fast.” The door opened to reveal Seven; hair windswept aside and chest rising and falling quickly, tell-tell signs that he’d ran all the way there. “Well. Well Luciel I see you made it.” 

“Hey. Hey let her go. She has nothing to do with this.” He said as he raised his hands, palm up to show him he was defenseless. “If you want to do anything just let her go and take me.” 

The man laughed beside her. “She’s been waiting for you to save her, but she will be another that you let down.” 

“Do I know you?” 

He laughed again. “Do you not remember me Seayoung?”  

Seven’s face went from confusion to horror in seconds. “Searan?” He whispered. 

“Not the family reunion you expected? Well we’re all here.” He said angrily. “I’m taking her with me to paradise.” 

“Why are you here? Why are you doing this?” 

“You left me with that crazy woman. You left me since all I would do was hold you back. But look at me now.” He tightened his hold on her. “I will take her with me to paradise.” 

Seven seemed so distraught and hurt she could tell he wasn’t in his right mind, but she wasn’t about to let herself get taken. She took the opportunity to bite down on the man’s arm. He let out a half hurt, half startled yelp as he let her go and she ran towards Seven. 

The man cursed again and was coming towards them when the computerized voice started again. This time targeting the intruder. Unable to do anything else the man turned and left them. 

 It had been a while now and Seven wouldn’t talk to her. He was buried in work ignoring her as he typed away. She had always liked Seven, not in a romantic way, but he had always made her laugh with his antics and ridiculous jokes that now looking at how he ignored her and gave her the cold shoulder hurt her. 

She talked to the other RFA members but it made her even sadder when he treated her with contempt and as if she wasn’t even there. He had yelled at her a couple of times telling her to leave him alone that for some reason it made her want to cry. 

She didn’t want his attention on her because she wanted him to love her. No. She already had someone that occupied her heart, but she wanted to talk to him so he could vent out his emotional baggage. He looked like he was in so much pain as he typed away. He looked so hurt as he tried to reach V and couldn’t get an answer. He looked so lost and completely consumed with guilt. He was working night and day huddled away in the corner of the room which she was sure wasn’t at all good on his health and posture. 

She would fix him up meals that went untouched.  

She was cleaning, trying to take her mind off the events she was now living and found a children's book that had fallen under the coffee table and as she picked it up from the spine a floppy fell out of it. As she bent to pick it up, she felt a cool hand grab her wrist. 

“What are you doing?” said the cold voice behind her. 

“I-I was cleaning-it fell out of the book that was on the floor.” She mumbled quickly feeling like when she’d been caught doing something she wasn’t supposed to at the orphanage and was getting ready to hold her hands out to get hit by a yard stick.  

“Don’t touch my things.” He took the book and floppy from her hands. 

“I’m sorry, but what's that?” She knew that she was going to probably get yelled at or ignored, but she wanted to get an answer. She was tired of this tip-toeing around.  

“This is none of your business.” He turned around and was about to leave but she turned and wrapped her arms around his back.  

“Please tell me... I’ve seen you this past few days and I see you are in pain.” She leaned her forehead against his back. “I want to be able to help you. Please don’t bottle it up.” 

“I’m dangerous. It’s best if you keep your distance.” His voice was thick with emotion. 

“Cut the crap. Please tell me I want to help you.” She was determined. She wasn’t going to let him go until he told her everything that was eating away at him. 

“Let me go.” He said, but she could tell he had lost the fight in him. “Please let me go.” that only accomplished her hold on him to tighten. He sighed as he realized she was determined, or perhaps he was just tired of fighting it. Maybe he was ready to tell her what had been in his heart and mind for however long he had been fight this for. 

“He’s my brother. My twin. I left him behind because V and Rika told me they could offer him a good life, but I had to leave him. If I wanted to give him a better life than what we had, I needed to give up my brother and join the agency as someone with no family. My father is a very important figure in society and wanted to get rid of us and my mother was an abusive alcoholic using us to get money from my father to maintain her silence.” He finally moved forward and she let him go as he placed the floppy into the monitor and out poured dozens of pictures of a red head kid that she first thought was Seven as a kid. 

“I received these pictures from Rika on my birthday, telling me that he was doing well and he was happy.” He looked at the pictures distraught. “But now I find out he’s been hacking and doing all this. V’s not answering any of my calls!” He raised his voice. “Why isn’t he answering any of my calls?” His hands were trembling as he fisted them. 

She placed her hands-on top of his. “Let’s go get him.” She looked up at him since he was taller than her. “You’ve been looking for his where-abouts haven’t you?” He nodded slowly. “Then what are we waiting for? Let’s go.” 

“I had been trying to make the security system safer for you, but since you put it that way...let us go.” He started moving quickly as he began to gather his things. She did the same.  

 Quickly telling the other RFA members what was happening they made their way to the organization. Everything seemed like it was happening so fast. They had infiltrated the organization and soon came face to face with Seven’s twin brother only to quickly run away. They followed him only to find V there dressed as one of the followers they had avoided. He told them how Searan had been captured and stuffed into a sporty car.  

They went into a desolate cabin. “It’s a hide out.” Seven had said and they came across a very handsome sandy haired man. 

“James?” She asked as she recognized the man as someone, she had met some months prior and had thought would have been a great partner. “You...” 

“I figured it was you MC.” Vanderwood said with a cocky grin. “You look...bigger? Are you sick?” She had just reached forward and covered her belly, but before she could reply he let out a gruff sigh, “I can’t believe I got to see you again like this MC, but its business.” 

“Wait you two know each other?” Asked Seayoung confused. 

“Yeah we met some months ago in a convention I went to for my job.” She said, “He was staying in the same hotel I was in.” 

“We really hit it off too, but I left her since I had a job to take care off.” He shrugged like it didn’t matter making her feel a tinge of pain. “With the lives we live I couldn’t have a relationship with her. So, I had to leave her.” He sounded cold, disassociated. “She’s the type to of woman to have a relationship and marry and want a family. I couldn’t offer her that.” He laughed humorlessly. 

MC turned red. “I really liked you, you know.” Her voice came out slow and sadly as she hid her body behind Seven. She didn’t want him to look at her too closely. 

“This isn’t the time for this.” Seven said as he felt somewhat uncomfortable about this. “I came for the person you took.” 

“Can’t let you do that.” Vanderwood took out a gun and pointed it at Seven. “The boss wants you dead and I have to get back into his good graces or I'll be dead too.” 

She squeaked in surprise. Fear immediately came over her as she thought of what could happen to her and the still growing baby in her stomach. Seven quickly moved in-front of MC to protect her. “We both know that even if you kill me now you will be killed too.” Seven said as he lifted his hands up. 

“I don’t have any other choice! I at least have to try.”  

“But you do have a choice. I have everything in my laptop that can erase all your history. You can be a new person. Not only that, but I can get rid of the whole agency.” Seven didn’t back down. “You can be free.” 

Vanderwood seemed to hesitate, but then looked at her for a long time and then nodded. “If anyone can do it, it would be you.” 

Seven let out a sigh of relief. “Now where is my brother.” 

“Inside taking a much-needed nap.” He said as he put away his gun. 

Seven reached behind him and held her hand, but she only squeezed it for a moment before letting go. “Go ahead.” She whispered. He nodded and entered the cabin. “So, this is why you left.” She took cautious steps toward him, thankful for the big sweater she wore. She was only two months along so she wasn’t showing too much yet. 

He nodded, “Seems like danger follows you.” He replied half-jokingly. 

She ignored that, cutting Stright to the point. “I was really hurt that you just left without even saying goodbye.” 

“I’m sorry, but our lives as agents is not only dangerous for us, but for everyone that decides to get involved as well.” 

“Is James even your name?” She asked. 

“I’ve been given many names in the agency, the one I had in Europe was Vanderwood. But when I moved to Korea its agent 531.” He shrugged, “James just seemed like a harmless normal name.” 

“I see.” She nodded, “Did...did you even like me?” 

He blinked a couple of times, not at all expecting her to be so blunt about it. “I—” 

“Never mind I rather not know.” She bit her lip. She just didn’t want to hear that he didn’t. “I’m just glad things got cleared up. At least now I know what happened to you.” She smiled as she made her way to the door.  

He caught her arm. “Of course, I liked you. That was why I left.” He said softly. “I couldn’t put you in any danger. You deserved to be happy and you sure as hell weren’t gonna’ be with me.” He tightened his grip on her for a moment before letting go. “You are the marrying type. The type to have a family and kids and I couldn’t give you that.” He said sadly. 

She felt a knot at her throat. She choked back a sob as she nodded. She wouldn’t tell him then. She wouldn’t tell him that he had left her with a gift. A gift she was eagerly waiting for. “I understand.” He let her go as she made her way into the cabin and saw Seven—Seayoung throwing his unconscious brother over his shoulder. 

“Need help?” She stupidly asked.  

“Not really I’ll just need you to open the doors for me.” 

She nodded and they made their way out. James or Vanderwood followed them out too as Seayoung told her to call Jumin. They made it to the hospital and Seven got rid of the agency and made them all new identities. 

 She was in the hospital with Seayoung and both entered the hospital where a worn out Searan lay in bed. He glanced at them and glared at Seayoung. “What are you doing here? I’ve told you to leave me alone.” He said as he looked out the window. 

“I told you I won't leave you alone anymore. I am the only family we have. We have to stick together.” 

At this Searan laughed, “So you don’t know yet.” He turned to look at her a secretive smile on his face. “Did you not look her up?” 

“Huh?” Seayoung looked at her and she was just as confused as him.  

Searan laughed as if he had the upper hand. “You call yourself the best hacker and can’t even find out who she is.” 

“Do you know something about me?” She stepped closer to him and caressed his bleached hair back. “I’m an orphan, but if you know something I would like to know since no one could tell me anything.” She had been coming to watch over Searan for the past few weeks since he wouldn’t let Seayoung enter his room. They had become a little close, “I’ve always been curious.” 

Searan didn’t flinch from her touch like he did in the beginning. He seemed to enjoy it now as he seemed to almost press himself into her hand. “Why do you think I chose you?” 

“I don’t know.” She continued to play with his hair, surprisingly soft even though it was bleached. “Tell me.” 

He sighed, “I didn’t want him to know, but...” He shook his head. “I saw you walking down the street one day when I was scouting. I mean how could I miss you since your red hair stands out.” She nodded, she was used to the stares, “So I decided to look into you. And found out you were an orphan.”  

“I did too...so?” Seayoung asked.  

Searan glared, pressing his mouth shut. She thought he wasn’t going to talk anymore so she leaned closer and nuzzled her nose to his in an eskimo kiss. “Tell me.” She looked him in the eyes as her red hair curtained beside them obscuring their view of Seayoung. 

“I couldn’t find out who your parents were. So, I did more digging. I actually broke into your old orphanage.” He reached up and touched her hair. “I got the name of the woman that left you at the orphanage.” 

“You did?” 

“I was surprised she used her real name. The woman that left you in the orphanage was our mother.” he smiled up at her, “You are our sister.” She gasped and she heard the same from behind her. “I don’t know if you are our father’s but you are our mothers so that makes you our older sister.”  

“I have...brothers?” She pulled back to look at him closely. Now she could see it. Aside from their eye color being different they had the same shaped nose and the lips were too. Slightly pouty bottom lip and defined cupids bow. She could definitely see it now. She hugged him as tears began to fall and a sob escaped her lips. “You’re my little brother!” She buried her face into his neck. “I always thought I was alone and now I have two brothers.” She slightly pulled away to turn to Seayoung  opening her arms wide and reaching out for him. He seemed to be stunned too before slowly walking toward them. 

She hugged them both tightly. She didn’t want to let them go. “I’m sorry...” She cried. “If I had known I had brothers I would have searched for you.” She felt Seayoung wrap an arm around her waist and soon she felt Searan hug her too. “I’m sorry you both had to live this way.” 

“It’s not your fault MC.” She heard Seayoung say beside her. 

She kissed Searan on his cheek and turned to Seayoung and kissed his cheek too. “Promise me that we will stick together after this.” she wanted the two boys to stop fighting. She had always wished for a family and was never able to have that wish fulfilled until now and in more ways than one. Only to find her brothers, to her dismay, fighting. 

“I promise MC.” Seayoung was the first to say so. 

Searan remained silent. At this they parted and she watched how his red eyes didn’t meet hers. “Do you not want to Searan?” She asked as she took his hand. 

He looked at her then at Seayoung. “If that is what you want.” 

She beamed, “Yes! Of course!” She kissed his forehead. “You have to get better so we can live together.” She was so happy. “No more fighting the Doctors or nurses.” She scolded with a smile. “Or I’ll bite you.” Searan snorted as he had tried not to laugh, while Seayoung laughed giddily at the old memory. 

She still couldn’t believe it. She was so happy as she laughed with them. 

 She was on her way home from work. She’d been leaving early due to feeling more nauseous and sicklier lately. She was planning on taking a taxi home when she saw a nice sports car in front of her. Thinking it was Seayoung she smiled happy that he had decided to come pick her up even when she asked him not too. 

“Hey beautiful? Care for a ride?” She recognized the voice and saw that it wasn’t Seayoung but Vanderwood.  

She hadn’t seen him in a while.  

After Seayoung had freed them he had left to take care of some agents that had become stragglers to offer them freedom if they wanted it too. She didn’t know he was back. “Vanderwood?” She heard herself stupidly ask. 

“I’m done with business.” He stepped closer. “I am now truly free to do as I please.” 

She bit her lip, “And that is?” 

“Ever since the first moment I laid eyes on you I thought of what it would be to be a normal man that could give you everything and anything you needed or asked for.” She remained silent feeling a rush of emotion sweep over her. “I wondered what staying with you and starting a family would be like.” He chuckled, “But it scared me. So, I decided to leave before I wasn’t able to.” He finally took her hand, “But now I am a free man to do whatever normal men do.” He raised her hand to his lips. “Will you be my girlfriend?” 

She felt like she’d cried so much lately. She’d always prided herself in how strong she was, but now she felt as hot tears slid down her cheeks and her vision became blurry of the handsome man standing in front of her. “Ar-are you sure?” Her voice stuttered as her voice broke.  

Stepping closer he pulled her chin up so she was looking into his eyes, “I’ve never been surer.” 

“Are you really sure you would like a family with me?” He nodded. All she wanted was to say yes. She wanted to throw herself in his arms and just love him for the rest of her life, but she had to tell him. She had to tell him before she said it. 

Now three months along she wasn’t showing much, but she still had a bump showing now. “First I have to tell you something.” 

He nodded, “You can tell me anything.” 

She nodded, “Take me to Seayoung’s home I want them to hear this too.” She hadn’t told them either. She had been trying to find a good time to tell them. She’d been trying to help them out first and adjust before she dropped the bomb on them that she was pregnant. 

“If that is what you want.” He looked confused, but he offered her a hand as he opened the door for her.  

She entered the car and they soon made it to Seayoung’s house. She’d been temporarily living there to help the brothers adjust and not fight with each other. She had agreed to live there so she could get to know them as well.  

When they finally made it home, she called the brothers to the living room. Searan exited quickly, making a face when he saw Vanderwood behind her. “What is he doing here?” 

She smiled sheepishly, “I invited him.” She said. 

Seayoung came out next, yawning and scratching his head. “What’s Madam doing here?” 

“I’ll taze you.” Said Vanderwood behind her. 

Ignoring this, she started. “I want you all to have a seat. I have something to tell all three of you.” 

Searan looked concerned as he looked at her, but quickly threw a murderous glare at Vanderwood. Seayoung shrugged and sat down as did Vanderwood. 

“Alright.” She took a deep breath. “So...” she didn’t know how to continue it. “As I've told you. I met Vanderwood a month before all this with the RFA happened.” Both brothers nodded, “Well this happened before I knew you guys so...” 

“What is it MC?” Asked Searan. 

She took a deep breath, “Well I guess I’ll just say it as it is.” She looked at all three of them then closed her eyes, “I’m pregnant.” 

There was silence in the room.  

She slowly opened one eye only to see mouths open and stunned looks in their eyes. She was about to say something when Seayoung got up and grabbed Vanderwood from his shirt. “What did you do to my sister!” 

Searan got up and pushed Seayoung out the way to do the same. “I’ll kill you.” 

Horrified she ran forward and pulled them apart. “You guys! Stop it!” She got in their way. “It wasn’t just his fault. I did it too and well now here I am.” She lifted her shirt and on her pale skin they could all see the indention of a bump barely appearing.  

“MC.” she finally heard Vanderwood behind her. 

She turned to face him and he was looking at her stomach. “You have a baby in you?” 

 He was stunned.  

She just said she was pregnant and lifted up her shirt.  

Okay so she was pregnant. Was that baby his? 

He looked at her face. Of course, it was. He knew it was. 

He couldn’t believe it. He was an agent and the only women he had had relations with were female agents. All female agents had to go through a procedure to make them sterile. Male agents did too, but he moved to Korea and the men there didn’t have to do that. The females did though. Pregnant agents were not useful. 

So, he hadn’t used protection that night he was with her. He never wore protection since he didn’t have to worry about getting anyone pregnant. All he had to worry about were STDs but even then, that didn’t worry him. 

Aside from taking her virginity he also left her with a child.  

Had fate brought them back together again? Had all of this been some big giant circle leading him here at that moment with her? He looked at all the red-heads in the room. They were all looking at him. 

“You don’t have to worry about it Vanderwood. You don’t have to stay with me cause of this.” She caressed her stomach lovingly, but sadly. “I had already thought I would never see you again.” 

He stood. He was the cause of her sadness. “MC.” He said as he placed his hands on her shoulders. 

“You don’t ha—” 

“I don’t know how good of a father I will be, but I will take care of you and the baby.” He said his mind already racing a thousand a minute. “I promise.” 

Her eyes grew wide and bright before she began to cry. “Are you sure?” 

He nodded, “Will you marry me?” 

“Then yes!” She threw her arms around his neck. 

He smiled as he leaned down and kissed her waiting lips. 

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My heart, this is so cute. Omg thank yooouu!!!

Yo, I don't know if I'm fast enough but! Of course I'm going to ask for some Vandy~ and I couldn't decide which number so you can pick! I was torn between 5, 6, 21, 32 thank! (If I'm too late just delete it~)

I chose 21 since I thought it was really cute ;D

“We’re in the middle of a thunderstorm and you wanna stop and feel the rain?” ~ Vanderwood x Reader(MC)

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The two of you were almost home; it had been such a lovely date, a walk in the park and dinner at the new pizza parlor you’d been dying to go to. Date nights are rare for you guys due to the amount of work Vanderwood has, so when you guys do get to have a date night, you always treasure them and make the most out of them.

But suddenly, as the two of you were walking hand in hand, you both stopped when you heard a sudden crack in the sky, and as you two looked up, the rain began to pour. “Oh, shit,” Vanderwood mumbles, slingling his jacket off and throwing it over the both of your heads. He starts to drag you away but you suddenly grab his upper arm, stopping him. “What are you doing!?” he asks suddenly panicked as you move from underneath the small shield of his jacket into the rain.

You just giggle, outstretching your arms and throwing your head back, letting the rain fall onto you. “I’m feeling the rain!”

“We’re in the middle of a thunderstorm and you wanna stop and feel the rain?” He asks, disbelief in his voice. You respond with another giggle, bouncing your head slightly then jumping at the sound of thunder. “You’re so weird,” he mumbles walking towards you, pulling you against him and throwing the coat over you.

Back inside you’re shared apartment, small and cozy, Vanderwood sits you on the couch seeing that you’re shivering and he drapes a blanket around your shoulders, wrapping it snug around you. “Silly woman, you’re gonna get a cold now, and I’m going to have to take care of you, and that means I won’t get any work done. What do you have to say to that?”

“That I’ll have to stand in the rain more often than.” Vanderwood rolls his eyes and leans against the arm of the couch, pulling you against him in his arms. Vanderwood wishes he could stay like this with you forever; with you in his arms, everything feels right. Tomorrow, he’ll be back at the bunker needing to work, coming home late again and getting only twenty minutes to talk to you before the both of you fall asleep. But hey, maybe you will be sick and he can spend some more time with you. In that case, you’d be right, you should stand in the rain more often.

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7 of 7, taking no more requests for this ask, have reached the limit of 7. Thank you for those who sent requests in :)

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I neeeeeded to put some Vanderwood and Mc fanart out there in the world (Seven, pls don’t kill me (T o T))

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MYSME Headcannon: VanderwoodxMC ‘My Ex-wife’

A/N: A crack-ish headcannon where MC turns out to be Agent Vanderwood’s ex-wife. Also MC is a freelance Mercenary/ ex-spy. I picture the blonde MC version for this headcannon.

(After writing this headcannon...I’m thinking I need to write some scenarios for this couple.)

How they met is straight out of a James Bond flick. 

They met playing roulette in a Casino in Monte Carlo. She was wearing a backless red cocktail dress & sipping a Whiskey Bourbon and he was dressed in black slacks & shirt, no tie, & a smoking Romeo Y Julieta No.2 Single Tubed cigar. 

Both were on separate assignments.

MC asked Vanderwood for a light, which he gave, they got talking, drinks started flowing & and one thing led to another. After that everything was a blur. Neither of them could say what exactly happened that night, but in the morning they both woke up in MC’s Hotel room, tangled up in the sheets & a marriage certificate folded up in the pocket of Vanderwood’s slacks.

 They decided instead of getting an annulment right then & there, it would more pragmatic to see where the relationship goes. Those first 3 months were post-martial bliss. Long walks on the beach, romantic dates, deep conversations & Vanderwood & MC went from being a drunken one-night stand to lovers to best friends. 

4 months into the marriage, Vanderwood & MC moved to a small flat in South London. All this time, neither knew the other was a spy for rival agencies.

5 months was when their marriage took a downward spiral. Vanderwood found out first about MC’s spy work. He grew suspicious when she prolonged one of her ‘business trips’ & he found out that she was actually staying a hotel in the city. Worried that something might be going on, he did some digging (did a lot of digging.) & found out that she was working for a rival counter intelligence agency.

He had planned to confront her over dinner, before doing anything rash. But things didn’t go as planned & MC bailed before he could get any answers from her. That was the end of their marriage.

When MC shows up again w/ the RFA, Vanderwood is understandably shocked. “What the bloody hell...MC?! Someone care to explain what she’s doing here?” 

MC would greet him like they were two old high school buddies who hadn’t seen each other since the last school reunion. “Oh, Vans, It’s been awhile.” 

 “Awhile? Awhile?! The last time I saw you, you tried to run me down with a Bentley!” 

“Only because you pulled the trigger on me first, Sweetheart.” 

“That was an accident. I tripped over the McGuffin’s stupid garden gnomes & accidentally fired the gun.”

“Yes & the bullet accidentally grazed my shoulder & I just accidentally pressed my foot on the accelerator.” MC would reply back sarcastically.

Saeyoung would look between the two curiously. “I take it you two know each other...” “Know each other? She’s my ex-wife...” 

“The demonic hell beast?!” Saeyoung would have so many questions. How did they meet? How long were they married? Wait...what do you mean MC’s a government spy?

“No...ex-spy. I’m a freelancer now.”

Saeyoung, Vanderwood, & MC would become a freelance trio of sorts & work to dismantle the agency. MC would help b/c she & Saeyoung are BFF’s & she’ll be damned if anything happens to him. Protecting Vanderwood is more of a nuisance. But she does it b/c 2 guns are better than one.

It would take awhile before they would trust each other again. Though no one could exactly call them friends, what with constant bickering & insults. 

“Ugh...you still make shit coffee, Vans.” 

“No ones forcing you to drink it, Love.”

“Seriously, what the hell did you put in this? Fertilizer?”

“Let me get this straight...You can trudge 5 miles through the sewer to assassinate the head of a terrorist cell, but you can’t drink a cup of bad coffee with out opening your f*cking mouth?”

“I have to open my mouth to drink your coffee, it’s only natural something would slip out.”

It drives Saeyoung a little nuts sometimes. “Guys, seriously?! We’re in the middle of a stakeout. I don’t need to be stuck in a van with you two for 8 hrs. while you fight like Sid and Nancy?”

“I’m hardly Sid-vicious...”

“No. She’s Sid.”

“Haha...Vans you’re the woman!”

“Shut up!”

Things wouldn’t change between them until a mission went wrong. It was supposed to be a simple surveillance gig, but it turned into a total shit storm. Vanderwood got shot & it was bad. MC barely managed to get him out of there and to the hospital before he bled out. He was in surgery for hours & the whole time she was nervous wreck. Saeyoung new this because she didn’t comment on the terrible hospital coffee once.

It was touch & go there for awhile. The doctors weren’t sure if Vanderwood would make it & the whole time MC refused to leave his hospital room in the ICU. Saeyoung had to practically drag her to the cafeteria to eat. 

Vanderwood was moved out of the ICU within a couple days, but he didn’t officially wake up until 3 days later. MC was there w/ him, reading trashy-romance novel she pinched off of one of the nurses. 

He’d never seen her look so pale or have such dark circles under her eyes. It looked like she would be needing an IV drip soon. Had she been there the whole time?

“Vans!” For a second MC looked at him like she in had those first 3 months. But she quickly masked her expression before he could be completely sure. “It’s about time you woke up. You had Seven, worried...”

MC insists on taking him to her place & looking after him until he’s back to 100%. They bickered a lot during this time. But Vanderwood noticed that MC’s responses lacked a certain bite than before.

It’s ironic that the night something does happen between them, she was drinking a bourbon whiskey and he was smoking those Romeo Julietas. 

They had been celebrating the new year w/ the RFA members. Even Saeran came. at a little dive bar MC had opened up. 

Vanderwood had stayed later than the rest to help clean things up & they were sitting in one of the leather booths laughing about some prank Saeyound pulled on Yoosung.

MC was a little tipsy & kept leaning on his shoulder as she laughed. & Vanderwood, being far from sober himself, acted on instinct when MC leaned in too close to whisper something in his ear, but accidentally ended up brushing her lips against the corner of his mouth.

He kissed her back. But it wasn’t just a kiss. Like w/ what happened in Monte Carlo all those years ago... Vanderwood woke up in MC’s bed w/ a killer hangover & a naked blonde draped over him.

“Shit.” Vanderwood mentally berated himself for making such a stupid mistake, again. A relationship ended between them ended so badly the first time...Wait. Who said anything about a relationship?!

It’s then that Vanderwood realizes just how much shit he’s in w/ MC. If he didn’t have any feelings for her, they could’ve just brushed last night off as a drunken booty-call. But it wasn’t just sex to him. No the idiot that he was just had to go & fall head-over-heels for his ex-wife. Again! 

What Vanderwood didn’t know was that MC had it just as bad. But now neither of them could deny their feelings anymore.

They had to have a very long discussion that morning.

“Vans, I may have lied to you when we were married...but I never lied about my feelings toward you.”

“Then why did you run?”

“I don’t know...I was scared. I had never been close to anyone before and when I found out that you were...I panicked. I thought, I thought that everything was a lie. That you were just using me...”

“There was never an ulterior motive. I loved you. These past 2 years, I realized that I never stopped.”

“So then what now?”

“You tell me.”

 “It won’t work. We’re not normal people Vans! There’s no suburban home with a white picket fence and the 2.5 kids and a golden retriever in our future. I can’t give you that!”

“And I don’t need any of that. I don’t want a civilian life. I just want you...”

MC would be at a loss for words. She didn’t have any more arguments, not since that first night in the ICU & she prayed that if some supernatural for would save him that she would never let him out of her sight again. She would spend the rest of her life by his side, if that’s what it took. 

“You’re such an asshole.” She whisper before grabbing his face & planting her lips firmly on his. 

They wouldn’t put any labels on their relationship for awhile. But everyone in the RFA knew that there was something going on between them. 

When they did finally come out to the group, no one was that surprised. & they found out that Saeyoung had even started a betting pool.

Of course Vanderwood tasered him for that.