#djdkdjdkjcf I'm very protective of him I'm so sorry please give him cuddles when he's ready 🥺

[rfaromance]

I just really need to give Seven a hug right now, I’m on day 9 of his route and I’m really worried about his mental health…

Yeah... yeah. He needs it, even if he insists he doesn't.

So, I never realized how many people get that one particular bad ending on Seven's route because they misread his social cues or don't understand why he's acting the way he is.

Everything that he has ever done was for Saeran. He'd do whatever he could to defend him from their mother, he'd sneak Saeran out for sunshine and ice cream, and when he went to the church, he'd take back extra food for Saeran. He didn't want to leave his brother, but he was told that the best way to help Saeran would be to make a ton of money so they'd have a place to live and be safe and far away from both of their horrible parents.

He was a kid. He's smart, a downright genius when it comes to "book smarts," such as learning how to hack and code and build robots or how to speak 7 languages. But he's still a kid and he didn't have normal life experiences that would help him in the common sense area. He had no reason to distrust V or Rika, who'd been kind to him and supported him.

So he threw everything away to join that miserable agency and do disgusting work, because he knew--or he thought he knew--that would help Saeran. That agency worked him to the bone and exploited him in ways I don't particularly want to discuss. Physically, mentally, emotionally. He wasn't kidding when he said a single joke could make him end up floating in the river. He let that agency do whatever to him because he was convinced it would help Saeran. He was living vicariously through his twin, because in his eyes "Saeran and I are one." He could forgo his name, his identity, his "home," his everything... except Saeran.

He was stripped bare into being a mannequin, a puppet for the agency to use and abuse as it pleased, with only one defining trait that kept him strong and constant: his love for his brother.

It wasn't until he got the floppy disk from Rika with the pictures of his brother smiling and being happy in the sunshine that he allowed himself to smile too. He didn't create the goofy 707 mask until he saw Saeran's joy.

"If Saeran can't have it, neither can I." That was his mantra.

Imagine learning every person sacrifice you made was in vain. Sleepless nights, being thrown all over the world, calluses upon calluses on your overworked fingers, constantly fearing for your life, being violated and treated as less than human--less than dirt even. Every life he took, every secret he leaked, every target he destroyed. He took every sin of his in stride because he was ready to become a demon if that meant Saeran could have peace, love, and happiness. Why do you think he chose "Luciel" for his baptismal name?

It was all for nothing. He's truly destroyed down to his core. He can't trust anything. He doesn't know how to cope with that. He's numb with despair but also boiling with anger and all he can do is focus on the task in front of him.

He's hurt enough people. He can't let someone innocent like you get caught in his web of destruction. As much as he wants to be close to you...

He won't damn you, too.

tl;dr: he needs a hug SO badly but you have to wait until he's ready! Don't smother him or push him. He's going through a lot. Treating him like silly haha man or trying to seduce him will only end in tragedy.