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andinewton · 4 years ago

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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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fanfictionconnectionwordpress · 6 years ago

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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.

Cherrywood Commissions: (for @chaoticstarblossoms)

Fireman Roleplay

Vanderwood as an Inmate

Overall Public

Cerise in Lingerie

Wilderness

With You

* Asks Masterlist / Patreon / Fanfictions Masterlist / Commissions Info / Ko-Fi

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alittlecstaticxilophone · 7 years ago

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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.

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-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.

#mystic messenger #mystic messenger vanderwood #vanderwood #vanderwoodxmc #mcxvanderwood

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starlessnighty · 6 years ago

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Wow~!

I’m thirsty for a Vanderwood Route >_<

vanderwood x mc~

#mystic messenger #vanderwood #mc #vanderwoodxmc

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nectarinefluff · 5 years ago

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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

#mystic messenger #mysticmessenger #mm #mystic messenger fanfiction #vanderwood #vanderwood x mc #vanderwood fluff #fluff #mystic messenger fluff #angst #angst fluff

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phdandhbc · 7 years ago

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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)

#sevy writes #sevy's masterlist

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anyway-i-love-vanderwood · 7 years ago

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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.

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andinewton · 4 years ago

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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!

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.

#mystic messenger #mystic messenger Vanderwood #Vanderwood #VanderwoodxMC

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fanfictionconnectionwordpress · 7 years ago

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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

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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a-mess-of-a-princess · 7 years ago

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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

#Hsjdjdjd this is so cute #omfg #vanderwood my love #vanderwoodxmc #vanderwood

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choisgirls · 8 years ago

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Masterlist

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

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)

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a-mess-of-a-princess · 7 years ago

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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)

~~~

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.

~~~

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

#vanderwood #vanderwoodxmc #drabble #hella cute #I'm dying #def made me smile #omg #my heart #is so full #this is cute as shit

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russindraws · 8 years ago

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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))

#mary vanderwood 3rd #vanderwood #mc #mcxvanderwood #vanderwoodxmc #mm #mystic messenger #mysme #cheritz #my art

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jlhynde-insanitybrilliance · 8 years ago

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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.

#mysme headcanon #mystic messenger #vanderwoodxmc #mary vanderwood 3rd #mysme agent vanderwood #mysme mc #mc is vanderwood's ex #mc is a spy #whiskey bourbon & romeo julietas #mysme #saeyoung choi #mysme 707 #saeran choi #yoosung kim

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fanfictionconnectionwordpress · 7 years ago

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Mystic Messenger Fanfiction | VanderwoodxOC Cerise - Tagged | Ch. 5 Relief

***Look at this adorable MM gif of Cerise by our official artist and her creator - tumblr's @chaoticstarblossoms~~ Isn't it precious????? No hidden scenes this week, just...*maybe there's a kiss, maybe there isn't*. I just hope Vandy makes up for what he did last chapter. Bad vandy, bad.GO #CHERRYWOOD ~Let's Connect! FFC

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Cerise wasn’t sure how much time had passed of her staring at the ceiling, when she thought she heard her name from beyond the door. She threw her legs over the side of the bed and stood up, walking over to the door, putting her ear to it. Yeah…he was definitely there. “What do you want, Vanderjerk?” Vanderwood made a soft snort at the name.

Even angry, she was the same adorable woman. He was standing there, the door unlocked, but hoping that she would be the one to open it, even though he wouldn’t blame her for not doing so. “I want…to apologize. What I did…I can explain it, but that doesn’t make it okay.” Vanderwood clenched and unclenched his right hand, noting the way that his scars rippled with the motion. “Will you at least let me explain…I guess the explanation doesn’t really matter, because either way I was out of line, but…I’d still like you to know.”

Would she even want to hear it? Vanderwood was having an internal dilemma still. Was he really about to tell her about his past? Yeah…he needed to if he was going to explain what had happened. He just didn’t want her to think it was an excuse. Damn. It was just confusing, and he felt awful on many levels.

She stood there for a moment, contemplating on whether or not she wanted to let him in. At least he realized what he did was shitty and not okay. With a sigh, she unlocked her side of the door and opened it. Cerise would at least let him explain himself, even though she was pretty sure it would just turn into some lecture about how she didn’t know how to handle herself, and he wanted to prove that to her. Without a word, she turned to go and sit on the edge of her bed, grabbing a pillow to hold onto while she prepared to listen to him.

Vanderwood was beyond relieved that she’d opened the door, but his stress wasn’t over yet. He opted for sitting on the floor, not wanting to loom over her. Really, he felt much lighter, but now it was time for a long story, one that might make her dislike him more. At least then he wouldn’t be in some delusional state that things could work between them. “So…guess I’ll start from the beginning…” Her eyes had followed his figure as he moved to sit on the floor. She hugged her pillow tighter when he began to talk, ready to hear whatever dumb excuse he had for acting the way he had towards her.

He sighed, tracing the scars on his hand absentmindedly as he talked. “My father was a drug lord, and my mother…After my mother had my younger brother she got hooked on heroine and left to live with my aunt. Caleb, my brother…” The smallest of smiles crossed his face but it was so bittersweet. “He was a little shit…I raised him for the most part, even though we were only five years apart.” Okay, now time for the real pain. How did a person even brace themselves for that?

His tracing of his scars became more erratic, stopping and starting in strange little starts. Cerise noted the way his fingertip was rubbing over his right hand, but she wasn’t entirely sure why. He was giving her essentially his life story, and she was just trying to figure out how that fit in to the lecture. If he was going to gripe at her, he might as well get it over with already, but she sat patiently.

“When I was eighteen, I moved out, brought Caleb with me. I did some street fighting for money. After a while, he started staying over at his friends’ houses, but he knew he was always welcome at my place. He’d come sometimes, but I didn’t realize…I didn’t realize that he was on heroine.” His voice felt choked, a lump in his throat that was becoming difficult to talk past as memories and images flit through his head. “He…OD’ed in my bathroom at fifteen.” Now he paused, holding up his hand to show her the white gouges. “These scars…I kinda destroyed my living room window. Just to feel something…anything…other than the numbness, the anger, the guilt…” Only now did she really see the crisscrossing white lines, how some were deep and others raised. Somehow Cerise had ended up at the very edge of her bed, hanging on to every word of his story.

Alright, so, he’d gotten to the part that finally related to her. Vanderwood looked up to meet her gaze, her honey-gold eyes beautiful as ever, but gauging her reaction to what he was saying. “I went between feeling nothing and being angry…all the time. So, I just kind of…wandered around, doing street fights. Then I met a hooker at a bar. Sex…made me feel something, so I got addicted to it. I went to parties, messed around with as many women as I could. None of it meant anything to me except the euphoria of the high.” Cerise’s face seemed to be filled with shock, maybe something else too, but he couldn’t quite pinpoint it. “A while later, I tried to pick up an expensive escort, and she turned out to be an undercover agent. She’s the one who recruited me.”

Vanderwood paused to take a breath, rubbing the back of his head for a little while before continuing. “So…they got me under control for the most part. The agency really cleaned me up, but…any time I’m angry or tense, sometimes I just need that fix.” Cerise was just staring open-mouthed now. It explained why he was so rough around the edges. He’d been through so much, and he was still rather young.

She had always lived a rather privileged and cushy life, so she couldn’t even imagine what he’d gone through between losing his brother and dealing with an addiction. The explanation he was giving her was so much different than the one she’d conjured in her head, and she had been totally unprepared. Cerise had gone into this expecting to argue with him, but he was really throwing her for a loop now. There was no way she could claim to understand completely, but she was glad he was sharing this with her…despite the circumstances behind it.

It took Vanderwood a while to realize that she wasn’t about to start talking, and then he realized he hadn’t even truly apologized yet, just told the story. The relief of the weight of that story having been taken off him had gotten him rather confused. Vanderwood bit his tongue and took a breath before he continued. “I was so angry at myself for letting you out on your own, potentially putting you in danger…Cerise, I was panicking. I can’t think straight around you. You’re the only woman in my life who’s ever made me genuinely feel something. I was scared. I was angry. I needed an outlet. You were in the wrong place at the wrong time, and it was all my fault.” The words were coming now, much quicker than he was meaning, just falling like he had no control.

“The way you make me feel about you…I can’t think straight, but I know you don’t deserve that kind of treatment. You deserve to be loved…be held at night and handled with gentleness. What I did to you, it makes me sick to think that I did that to someone I love.” Well shit…Love had just slipped out, but he couldn’t take it back now. He watched as Cerise’s grip on her pillow loosened, really staring at him with eyes wide now, lips slightly parted. This man…loved her? Is that what he had just said? She made him feel something? This tall, perpetually irritated, brooding guy? Her words were caught in her throat. Cerise wasn’t entirely sure how to respond, but she wasn’t mad anymore. She couldn’t be mad after all of that.

Okay so…she wasn’t saying anything still. Wasn’t turning him away, wasn’t fighting him. Cerise had genuinely listened, and even seemed to…maybe feel for him? The way she was staring at him, well it only made him babble on further. “You’re beautiful, you’re irritating, you’re hilarious, and absolutely adorable when you’re excited. Around you, my heart stops, then it skips…More than anything, I wish I could love you like you deserve…kiss you, hold you…the right way…” What the Hell was he doing? He should have left it as it was, but he was a complete mess around her.

Vanderwood was floundering. How could he fix this? He sure as Hell couldn’t let her just respond to all of that. “But…please don’t say you love me back. If you do, I won’t be able to go back. I’ve already put you in so much danger in the short time I’ve known you…but if you keep letting me be around you, spend time with you…I might not be able to leave you after this is all over.”

Cerise just…the way he was talking had her heart fluttering despite a heavy feeling on her chest. Did she love him? She’d only met him a week ago. She stared at him, her honey-gold eyes trying to search for an answer to her own feelings. Cerise couldn’t deny that she was attracted to him, that she probably had somewhat of a crush…but was it love? What she did know was that despite his demeanor, she did like for him to be around…even poked at his nerves to get a rise out of him, so his attention would be on her. Nobody had ever said they felt that way about her before, not genuinely. Cerise knew that she had never been this confused in her entire life, either.

He really felt he looked pathetic, sitting there on the floor of her hotel room, spilling his feelings and then trying to push her away again. Hell, he was fucking insane. This was the best way. She deserved the honesty, and she’d know why she couldn’t be around him. “But I do want to make it up to you…so just tell me what I can do.” Finally, something normal to say.

Before she could really even realize what she was doing, Cerise lowered herself to the floor in front of him, embracing the much larger man. “…You can stay. Please stay…” She knew that was probably the opposite of what he had wanted to hear, but she couldn’t help herself…not after everything he had told her. At first, Vanderwood tensed up, wanting to run away even as his heart did that now familiar backflip, but he relaxed and wrapped his arms around her as well. Cerise wanted him to stay? “I…don’t think I should…but I will.” He felt like he wanted to kiss her, but strangely it wasn’t like when he’d pressed her against the wall. Vanderwood didn’t understand himself. “Cerise…I think you should let go…”

What even was his life right now? His face was flushed, and it felt like little strings were connecting him to her even more so than before. It really wasn’t a good idea to hold her like this, and yet, he didn’t want to let go. For Cerise, the feeling she had when he said that he would say was indescribable, it felt like she had been holding her breath and had just been able to breathe again. She felt comforted and right sitting there with his arms wrapped around her. As soon as he suggested that she let go of him, her response to that was to only hold him tighter. “Don’t wanna…”

She was so obstinate, and his heart was just a goner at this point. Vanderwood closed his eyes and turned his face towards her, nuzzling into her hair. Cerise smelled like heaven. He held her closer, mumbling softly. “I want to kiss you…” His face filled harshly with red. “Not…like before. I just want to….kiss you, the right way. So really…you should let go.” Why could he never make his words work when he was with her? Even at that, kissing her again, without it being a part of his addiction, that wasn’t a particularly good idea with how attached he already was to her.

Cerise was lost in her own head. He wanted to kiss her again…the right way? What even was the right way to kiss someone? Certainly not what he did before. Her mind was screaming at her, but she pulled away and let go anyways, looking up and into his eyes. “…So, you plan to give me a proper first kiss this time?” She was blushing madly. Why couldn’t she learn to not talk? Her lack of filter was going to be the end of her one day.

They were both flustered now. “Is that a yes?” That just made the blush on her face grow, her heart pounding in her ears. Vanderwood was thinking her eyes were so beautiful, and he couldn’t look away from her. He slid his hand along her cheek, leaning forward, their lips so close they were nearly brushing. What was he doing? He stroked her lower lip with his thumb. “It doesn’t count as a first kiss unless you kiss back anyway…” His heart was doing acrobatics in his chest, and his breath stilled, his voice low and barely above a whisper. Everything in him wanted to kiss her, but he wouldn’t until he had her answer.

Cerise felt like her heart was going to escape her chest with how hard it was beating. He was so close to her again, and it felt so different from before. The way he had slid his hand along her cheek, the way his thumb brushed over her bottom lip, it gave her butterflies in her stomach. It was such a bizarre but not unwelcomed feeling for her. She finally nodded, just a small motion, not trusting her dumb mouth not to say something stupid again.

Vanderwood pressed his lips to hers then, holding her to him by the hand on her cheek and wrapping his other arm around her again. He was taking his time, being slow, gentle, in a way he never had before. This felt right. This was what she deserved, and this was what he wanted. Everything in him felt so alive. Could he ever let her go now. Damn it, he wanted to be with her forever, but he would do everything in his power to protect her and keep her safe. She was the only thing, the only person he needed right now. There was no pain, he needed no cigarettes, no sex, just this kiss.

For Cerise, it just felt so different. She had zero experience to call upon, so she literally had no idea what she was doing or how she was supposed to feel, but the feeling she had as he kissed her gently was nothing short of amazing. What was she supposed to do with her hands? It felt most natural to let them wrap around his torso, so that’s what she did. She had watched people kiss so many times in person or on TV, but never imagined that it would feel this good or this right. She was sure her response to him gave away her blatant inexperience. Cerise talked a big game, but in reality, she had no clue. All she could really do was go with the flow and do what felt right.

She seemed so unsure of herself, which initially made him worry, but Cerise was kissing him back and had wrapped her arms around him once more. Vanderwood slid his hand from her cheek into her hair, forcing himself to keep things from going further, and he found it…surprisingly easy to do. But he couldn’t keep kissing her forever, as much as he wanted to. He didn’t think she was ready for anything more than this simple chaste kiss, so he pulled back and rested his head against hers. “Think I’m forgiven?” Even after he pulled away from her, the fluttery feeling was still there, and she knew she was still probably super red. “…For now. Vanderjerk.” She laughed a little at her own joke, happy she hadn’t completely shut down.

Cerise enjoyed this proximity. She had never gotten this close to anyone before, and it felt nice. Vanderwood thought it had been a really bad idea to kiss her. There was no way he wanted to let her return to her normal life without him. That wasn’t something he could prevent, though, not without massive potential consequences. And yet…Vanderwood didn’t give a shit…He would gladly face those consequences if it meant staying with Cerise. As long as they would go over him and not her. “I don’t think I could ever leave you now…” His voice came out much softer and quiet than he was used to. Was he scaring her? Probably…but he’d decided to be honest with her, so that’s what he was doing.

Her heart was beating faster again. “…Who said I wanted you to?” At this point, she was undeniably attached to this man, in such a short amount of time. Was that how it was supposed to happen? She didn’t know, but she wasn’t complaining. Vanderwood snorted softly, stroking her hair. Was that a normal thing to do? Her blush was so adorable. He kissed her again, soft and slow, though he broke away a little quicker that time as he couldn’t help but graze his tongue along her lower lip.

The second kiss that came was unexpected and sent her into a small daze. He was so gentle and nothing like she had expected, and what did he do there at the end, oh God. It was a pleasant surprise for her though, and the thought of someone who was as rough around the edges as him being gentle and affectionate made her heart melt. She was definitely smitten. There’d been crushes before that had led nowhere, but nothing like this.

His heart was going haywire, and even just a kiss like that felt better than anything he’d ever experienced. But he didn’t want to go too far with her. “I guess you’re stuck with me…And I will take you out somewhere tomorrow. I’ll…teach you something first, but…then we can go wherever you want.” Cerise shifted so she could hug him again, enjoying the warm tingly feeling it gave her. “Guess so, lucky you, huh?” She teased and nuzzled into him slightly. “Teach me something, though? Like what? Neat secret agent stuff?”

“Something like that…yeah.” He tightened his arms around her. What he was going to teach her was for all intents and purposes something she should never have had to learn, but if he was going to keep her safe, it was imperative that she knew how, just in case – especially now. Vanderwood wasn’t exactly sure what the status of their relationship was right now, but any sort of relationship with him meant hurting her would be more fun for Drawl.

It was so strange to him, holding her like this, feeling how warm she was in his arms, and the way they were so comfortably chatting now. He pressed a soft kiss to the top of her head, awkwardly, unsure of what was normal or okay. “I am most definitely a lucky man…” They sat like that for a while before he gave her a kiss goodnight and went back to bed, staring at the ceiling for a while, thinking of her with a warm feeling in his chest.

Cerise had enjoyed being there with him so much that she almost hadn’t wanted him to go. That night after he had left, she had trouble going to sleep. She just couldn’t stop thinking about everything that had happened that day…about him. Cerise brought her hands up to her lips for a second time that day, a blush spreading over her features as she recalled the feeling. Cerise tried to play around with her phone, but not even that could distract her from all the thoughts whirling around in her head. Sleep wasn’t going to come easy, but eventually it did.

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