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"May I have this dance, Izabella Mun?"

Izabella lets out a surprised giggle. "But my hands are wet!"

"I don't mind, Bella. You cooked a meal for us...let me at least make up for it."

"Then you may," she wipes her hands on her shorts and walks to him, his hand wraps around hers and the other rests on the small of her back. He moves his feet and she follows his lead. She smiles at him when she notices the blush on his cheeks, and in all honesty, she is impressed with his dancing skills.

They dance and spin to the slow-paced rhythm inside the kitchen between the stove and the fridge. She loves it so much she could cry, there inside the arms of the man she adores. If time could stop, she wouldn't mind it at all.

His lips curl up into a smirk and heat runs over her face, "you are so beautiful, Bella."

"And you are so handsome," she replies resting her head on his chest.

Vanderwood gently sways from side to side, holding her close. For a moment, everything disappears. It's just the two of them, two people in love, their hearts beating to the melody, beating for each other.

Art done by the ever awesome and wonderful @evv8!!!! Thank you so much for capturing this beautiful moment between our babies! You guys can check out her blog here and please do commission her, she is amazing!

And if you want to read about this short, simple scene between Vanderwood and Izabella, click here!

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Commission for @rossyele

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Rei’s Masterlist

Updated as of 10/28/2024

Mystic Messenger Works

Mystic Messenger Challenge: Blogs to Follow if you like Mysme

Headcanons:

RFA guys react to MC playing online games

RFA reacts to MC who doesn’t like cats

RFA guys react to MC crying over a sad movie

RFA guys + Minor Trio react to MC back tanning on the beach when someone steals her top

RFA guys + Minor Trio react to MC getting a pixie cut

RFA guys + Minor Trio react to Spy/Secret Agent MC

RFA guys + Minor Trio react to MC on a Sugar Rush

RFA guys + Minor Trio react to MC doing a trust fall at the amusement park (Extra fluff)

RFA guys + Minor Duo react to Lawyer!MC

RFA guys + Minor Duo react to MC having Superpowers

MC reacts to Unrequited love with Zen, Jumin and Saeyoung  |  Happy Ending

RFA guys + Minor Duo's first date with MC (Fluff)

RFA guys + Minor Duo as famous literary couples

RFA guys + Minor Duo: who will you save? (Angst! Oh my God why you do this)

RFA guys + Minor Duo react to MC losing a bet and performing Pop Goes My Heart 

RFA guys + Minor Duo react to MC who is a self-proclaimed meme lord

RFA guys + Minor Duo react to seeing their newborn child for the first time

RFA guys + Minor Duo working with MC in a retail store on Black Friday

Musical Headcanons:

RFA guys react to MC playing Mimi Marquez on Rent the musical

RFA guys react to MC performing Cell Block Tango

RFA guys react to M!MC as Evan in Dear Evan Hansen

RFA guys react to MC playing Veronica in Heathers

Yoosung | Zen | Jumin | Saeyoung | Jihyun | Saeran | Vanderwood

RFA guys + Minor Duo react to MC in Hamilton

Event Headcanons:

Halloween

RFA guys + Saeran and Vanderwood react to being stuck in a place loop with MC (Halloween!)

RFA guys + Minor Trio play Outlast with MC (Halloween!)

RFA + Minor Trio play Until Dawn with MC (Halloween! collab with @rainydayswriter)

RFA + Minor Trio are Vampires (Halloween! collab with @rainydayswriter)

RFA + Minor Trio react to a Ghost MC (Angst + Halloween! collab with @rainydayswriter)

RFA + Minor Duo react to a Ghost MC, Happy Ending! (Fluff! collab with @rainydayswriter)

RFA guys + Minor Duo are ghosts and fall in-love with MC (Angst, probably. collab with @rainydayswriter)

Christmas

RFA guys + Minor Duo's Christmas date with MC (Fluff! collab with @rainydayswriter)

Zenweek 2018

Day 5: Princess and Knight (ongoing fic)

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

Vanderweek 2018

Day 1: Guardian (collab with @kilofox)

Day 2: Housework (collab with @rossyele | a Vandybella fic @thewitchandthemage)

Day 3: Shadows | Trauma (collab with @rossyele | a Vandybella fic @thewitchandthemage)

Day 4: Loyalties (inspired by @badegg-mm‘s artwork)

Day 5: Perspectives

Angstweek 2019

Day 3: Be Happy | Zen x MC

Day 5: The Beginning of the End | 707 x MC

Fluffweek 2020

Day 1: Love at First Dumpling | V x OC

Day 2: Endless Sky | Saeran x MC

Day 3: Found | Saeyoung x MC

Mystictober 2024

Favorite Character/Hourglass

Prompts:

Prompt List 1

20 | Saeyoung x MC | Angst

32 | V x MC | Angst

Saeyoung x MC | Fluff

Jumin x MC | Fluff

Saeyoung x MC | NSFW

Jumin x MC | NSFW

Can’t Sleep? | Compiled

Zen

Jumin

707

Vanderwood

Saeran

Things to Do in October: Starters

🏰 - Saeyoung x Reader

☕ - ? x Reader

🍎 - ? x Reader

Headcanon Series:

You Don’t Deserve Her (Angstfest) 

What happens when an RFA member discovers another member cheated on MC?

Zen

Saeran

Yoosung

Jihyun

Vanderwood

Saeyoung

Jumin

YDDH: Aftermath (wip)

Avenged (Triggers, Angst, NSFW, collab with @god7072therescue)

What happens when MC's ex begins harassing her?

Yoosung

Jumin

Zen

Saeran

Jihyun

Saeyoung

Vanderwood

Short Fics | Oneshots:

Zen finds out MC is afraid of thunder

Leilanna x V (OC Request)

MC takes a bullet for Jumin

Time Travel Prompt (Chain Post)

First Snow: Zen x MC (Christmas!)

Vanderwood x MC: Mysme Secret Valentine Gift

Vanderwood & Seven: Undercover (based on @eori-namo‘s artwork)

Checkmate (based on @sheeprilyn‘s artwork)

Mafia AU: Jumin (based on @ranartinart‘s artwork)

Tough Times Don’t Last - Positive Vibes from the MM gang

The Curse: Jumin x MC (Halloween!)

Come Home: Vanderwood x MC

Our Gift, To You: Saeran x MC (Christmas!)

Reset theory fics:

Jumin x MC: Reset Theory (based on @eserioart‘s artwork | Chain Post)

Jumin x MC: Drunk Call (based on @thirdlet’s artwork | Chain Post)

Seven x Yoosung: No More Resets (based on @ijaeli-art‘s artwork | Chain Post)

4th-wall break fics:

Secret Call: Saeyoung x Aehruh (based on @aehruh‘s post | Chain Post)

Hourglasses: Saeyoung x MC (based on @hinasama606‘s artwork | Chain Post)

Ssum-Zen Theory (based on @mystical-messaging-loser‘s post)

Zine pieces:

Home: Mysme Travel Zine 

Undying Love: Zen x MC | MM Halloween Zine 

Threads of Thoughts: Jumin x MC | Jumin Zine

Operation: Sweet Tooth | VanderZine

The Empire’s Agents | Double Agent Zine

Divinate: Mysme Tarot Project fics:

The Lovers | MC

Five of Pentacles | Jumin

King of Wands | Zen

Eight of Wands | Vanderwood

Page of Pentacles | 707

Seven of Cups | MC

Two of Pentacles | Vanderwood

The Star | Zen

Page of Swords | 707

Six of Swords | Zen

King of Pentacles | Jumin

Page of Wands | Zen

King of Swords | 707

Mysme Circus Zine fics:

Poison, Passion, Paradise | Vanderwood x MC | Midnight Circus (NSFW)

Sweet Ride | Saeran x MC | Midnight Circus (NSFW)

Zen x MC | Cirque du Mystique

Longer Fics:

• On the Line: Jumin x MC (ongoing)

 1  |  2  |  3  |  4  |  5  |  6  |  7  |  8  |  9  |  10  |  11  |  Soon!

AU: Jumin Han is is forced to spend a few days at a vineyard owned by one of his father’s friends when he gets a mysterious call from a woman in the middle of the night.

• V x MC: Reset Theory Fic (ongoing)

1: Nightfall 2: Midnight (NSFW!) 3: Dawn*

• Saeyoung Fic

• Vanderwood Fic

Sin:

Bang! (Saeran x MC) | New Year one-shot!

RFA guys + Minor Duo react to Sadistic MC (collab with @god7072therescue)

Part 1

Part 2 

RFA Daddies Series (collab with @god7072therescue)

Vanderwood

Jumin | A Jumin x MC NSFW fic

Plunge: Mysme Travel Zine, The Cockpit Fic

Behind the Glass | Jumin x MC

Commissions:

Love and Laughter (commissioned by @rossyele | Fluff)

From This Moment (commissioned by @mrs-director | NSFW)

RFA guys react to an older MC (commissioned by @phoenixsavant | NSFW)

Under the Stars (commissioned by @starlightandmoonfire | NSFW)

Almost (commissioned by @kana-yuki-hime | Angst)

Our Love Story (commissioned by @ramannnn​ | Fluff)

Mystic Messenger Collabs with @rossyele:

Moonstar Inc | Masterlist

Art/Edits:

Zen wallpaper for @avogodess

Ray route chatroom times wallpaper

Original Works:

• Into the Shadows

• Te Amica Mea, a collaborative novel series with @rossyele

A story about star-crossed lovers whose love transcends time and space. This series also happens in the world of Into the Shadows.

• The Siren

• Hell

• Slow Dancing in Black and White

Other Fandom Writings: 

Haunting of Hill House - One More: Nell x Arthur One-shot 

Harry Potter - Magic Moments: Weasley Twins Christmas One-shot

IG: @reithedreamer

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First Encounter

Uh. Hi.

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Bella, why the fuck am I doing this?

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So. I hope you enjoy reading this?

This story...I really like it. I hope you like it too?

;;;; This is fucking weird, I’m not doing this. Bella, you’re doing the next one.

- Vanderwood

May 26, 2018 | 22:25

Izabella

Izabella walks through the busy kitchen, where noise and the sizzling sound of food being prepared fills the air. Her goal is the kitchen on the back, where she has to finish icing the strawberry cake, taking the opportunity to get some much-needed peace, sure catering is good for the business but she is already tired of standing around the whole afternoon.

She takes the cake out of the box and spreads the white icing over it, humming her favorite song she almost feels back in her own kitchen, she eats one of the strawberries before placing them on the cake, one strawberry to be sure... maybe two just in case.

The sound of the door being opened catches her attention, a man that looks like one of the staff members stands by the door. But, he looks in a hurry and suspicious... Izabella furrows her eyebrows.

"Who are you?" She asks him but he doesn't answer. He walks into the room and closes the door. "Are you a waiter? Because this is not where you are supposed to be," she asks again this time a little annoyed because he keeps on walking towards her not answering back.

He is too close... dangerously close.

Izabella drops the strawberry in her hand on the table, her instincts are telling her to prepare for impact because he is coming her way and she can feel he is not planning on stopping. His brown eyes completely focused on her. The two seconds her eyes run over him are enough to notice how handsome he is... Godammit, Izabella it's not the time for that.

"W-wait," she yelps when without a warning the man wraps his hand around her waist. "Lady," he tells her pulling her closer to his body, "some guys are after me, I would really love it if you could play along."

Play along, what does he mean? she has no time to think because his lips are almost over hers "I promise it'll be worth your while."

For a second she is not moving, his mouth his pressing on hers and as much as she wants to fight and push him away she can't. The slow sensual movement of his lips calls out to her own to move and respond to his. And she is glad she does, a line of heat runs across her face.

Her hands move on their own to his arms, up to his biceps, damn, until they are around the stranger's neck. She finally closes her eyes and focuses on the sensation of his lips and hold.

He kisses her passionately and god he is so good. His lips are full and sweet and when she gasps she lets him fill her mouth with his tongue.

She hears the door open and tenses up, but the wet muscle sliding along her lower lip makes her shudder and forget where she is and god knows who she is kissing.  She hears whoever open the door say something but she can't comprehend. She just wants more of the man kissing her.

Would it be that bad to let him take her there?... wait, what?

No time to think straight... She runs one of her hands up to tangle with his hair, he breathes sharply and she can't help feeling the warmth already building in her. She moans into the kiss and he turns around placing her against the wall. His strong body presses on her, her tongue tangle with his and she loses all rationality.

Izabella doesn't know how long she stays there kissing the stranger. Their breathing becomes rushed, needy, and she feels him closer than before. His heat wrapping around her and she won't try to stop him now, not that she was trying at all...

A beeping sound makes him stop the kiss and pull away from her... what? both of them are panting looking at each other.

"Thank you," he says and completely moves away from her, he fixes his clothes, before walking away he winks at her and gives her a small salute.

When he walks out of the room Izabella remains pressing against the wall, trying to catch her breath...

What the hell just happened?

May 26, 2018 | 22:36

Vanderwood

Vanderwood quickly slips through a door and takes off his coat, pressing a hidden button on the inner lining that automatically shrunk the coat into a handkerchief. He slides off the rubber band from his hair and allows it to fall onto his shoulders just as he pushes open another door and enters a busy kitchen. Chefs are preparing entrees while waiters filtered in and out of the room.

Vanderwood tries to blend in, but the moment he sees guards enter the kitchen, he does an about face and pulls up the layout of the building in his head.

All the exits are covered by guards though. Goddammit. Left with no choice, he strides into the farthest kitchen, mentally preparing himself for the fight that will ensue if the guards find him.

But when he enters, he hears someone moving about in the kitchen. She's humming too.

She stops as soon as she notices him though. His first thought?

I would ask her out if I weren't about to be swarmed by angry thugs. Damn.

But he could hear the guards asking the staff if they had seen a sketchy man, and Vanderwood makes up his mind.

"Who are you?" the woman asks, looking at him with a strawberry in her hands. A cake lay on the table in front of her and he assumes she's the patissier. Unfortunately the secret agent doesn't have time for questions.

He goes into the room and closes the door behind him, eyes focused on the brown-haired woman who's asking him if he's part of the wait staff. Vanderwood can hear raised voices outside.

"W-wait!" the woman suddenly says as he takes the spot next to her and wraps an arm around her waist.

"Lady," he murmurs, pulling her closer to him. "Some guys are after me, I would really love it if you could play along."

She inhales sharply as he leans close to her, lips a breath away. The corner of his lips curl up slightly.

"I promise it'll be worth your while," he breathes before crashing his lips against hers, one hand cupping her cheek, holding her head in place in case she tries to blow his cover.

Vanderwood kisses her with a passion --a passion to stay alive. At first, the woman is stunned; her gray eyes are wide, hands frozen at her sides. But he moved his lips sensually, encouraging response from her until he feels her soft lips moving against his and a tingle runs down his spine.

Well damn.

The woman tentatively runs her hands along his arms, his biceps, until she wraps them around the back of his neck.

She closes those pretty eyes and he begins kissing her passionately, his kisses growing more heated. A breathy gasp escapes her lips and he takes advantage of it by slipping his tongue inside her, exploring her mouth.

At that moment, the door swings open and he feels the woman's shoulders tense, but he closes his eyes and trails his tongue along her inner lip, earning a shudder from the woman.

"Uh, boss, not here!" the embarrassed goon calls out, watching the two wait staff making out like a couple of horny teenagers. The woman lets out a moan and the goon feels himself getting hard. He exits the room in a hurry, face slightly red.

Vanderwood doesn't even notice the man leaving.

When the woman moans, he feels himself getting aroused, and he turns her to the wall and places her against it. Their tongues intertwine, and he presses his body against hers.

Fuck. She tastes so good.

Their heavy breathing fills the room and just as he's about to lose himself, Vanderwood hears his watch beeping.

The mission. Fuck.

Reluctantly, Vanderwood pulls away, panting. The woman is watching him, her chest rising and falling.

"Thank you," he says in a low voice, forcing himself to focus, to get back in action. But Vanderwood smiles as he rearranges his bow tie, smoothing out his polo. He winks, then gives her a small salute before rushing out of the room, thoughts of his escape route coming back to him.

Still, the kiss lingers in the back of his head and on his lips.

That was a hell of a fucking distraction. Ha.

Thank you for reading! <3 More Vandybella moments soon! :D <3

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Vanderweek Day 2: Housework

Hi, guys here is our first entry for @vanderweek !!

We are excited to share a little glimpse into domestic Vandybella and the official first fic of our beloved ship! We hope you guys enjoy it as much as we enjoyed writing it!!

Let us know what you think! 

Of Food And Dancing : A Vandybella fic

Vanderwood walks around the house, tying his hair up into a ponytail. He can't believe he fell asleep. It's a beautiful fucking Sunday and he knows he was supposed to take Izabella out for lunch. But the last mission he was on took a toll on him and he couldn't sleep again the night before. Of course his loving girlfriend wouldn't wake him...but he still felt bad, knowing he missed an opportunity to spoil her.

The secret agent hears music coming from the kitchen and he grimaces -she's cooking him a meal. Shit, he really screwed up.

Vanderwood walks up to the kitchen, seeing the door open. Then he stops and takes in the scene before him. Izabella has her back to him, her hair up in a messy bun as she stirs the pot. Her body is swaying slightly as she hums to the tune from the radio.

Vanderwood leans against the doorframe, crossing his arms and watching his beautiful girlfriend. He could get used to this. Coming home to her...coming home. He's never dreamed he would ever settle down. But now, with Izabella in his life, he's considering it.

Izabella stirs the pot smiling thinking of her boyfriend who is still probably sleeping and is going to panic when he wakes up and looks at the time. But she couldn't bring herself to wake him, not when she knew how drained missions left him.

She was grateful that he made it back, every time. She is not disappointed at him for sleeping in, she would give anything to have him there soundly asleep than him being out working for the agency. She would take this kind of day anytime. Izabella glances at dirty dishes, the cups from the night before, the cutting board and the knife she just used. She lowers the temperature of the stove and steps in front of the sink, a small sway on her hips.

Vanderwood rolls up his sleeves and walks forward. She still hasn't noticed his presence. Izabella starts washing the dishes and Vanderwood steps behind her, wrapping his arms around her from behind and laying his hands on top of hers. Izabella gasps and Vanderwood chuckles, brushing his lips on the side of her head.

"Baby, why didn't you wake me?"

"Good morning," she turns her head and grins at him, "how could I when you look like that?"

"Like what?" He asks raising an eyebrow.

"Like a cute pouting baby," Izabella giggles.

"I do not look like that and I never pout," Vanderwood says pouting.

She tiptoes and leaves a butterfly kiss on his chin and then returns to her task, "and I am already cooking."

"But I promised I was taking you out for lunch today."

"And you know I love cooking for you, so there is nothing to argue about."

"Hmph."

Vanderwood knows he doesn't pout. It's ridiculous. Men like him don't pout.

....but if it gets him kisses...

Vanderwood plants another kiss on her head and he pulls away, wiping his hands on the towel. He can feel Izabella's eyes regarding him and to be honest, he has no fucking idea why he's doing this. But he figured...she deserves a memorable date nonetheless.

Vanderwood turns up the radio, the soft crooning of a male voice filling the small room. He can feel his face warming but he swallows and turns back around, extending a hand towards Izabella. Placing his other hand on his chest over his heart, he gives her a slight bow.

"May I have this dance, Izabella Mun?"

Izabella lets out a surprised giggle."But my hands are wet!"

"I don't mind, Bella. You cooked a meal for us...let me at least make up for it."

"Then you may," she wipes her hands on her shorts and walks to him, his hand wraps around hers and the other rests on the small of her back. He moves his feet and she follows his lead. She smiles at him when she notices the blush on his cheeks, and in all honesty, she is impressed with his dancing skills.

They dance and spin to the slow-paced rhythm, inside the kitchen between the stove and the fridge. She loves it so much she could cry, there inside the arms of the man she adores. If time could stop, she wouldn't mind it at all.

His lips curl up into a smirk and heat runs over her face, "you are so beautiful, Bella."

"And you are so handsome," she replies resting her head on his chest.

Vanderwood gently sways from side to side, holding her close. For a moment, everything disappears. It's just the two of them, two people in love, their hearts beating to the melody, beating for each other.

Then the moment is shattered by the pot overflowing.

"Oh, fuck!" Vanderwood curses, letting go of Izabella and reaching for the pot.

Izabella watches as he removes the lid and stirs the contents of the pot. Her heart flutters, this is it, what she dreams of doing the rest of her life; to be with him, to be able to enjoy the simple things, the ones others give for granted. She wants to spend her days doing nothing and everything, to cook and dance, to wash dishes and laugh, to do laundry and kiss.

Every moment as tiny as it may be she cherishes and saves as precious memories, these flicker like stars on the dark nights he is gone. She wishes that these same stars guide him back to her, back home.

Vanderwood turns off the stove and glances at his girlfriend who is giving him a longingly look, he chuckles and scratches the back of his neck, "food is ready!"

She walks up to him, "thank you."

"Well, I had to save your delicious food."

Izabella shakes her head, "not that," she wraps her hands around his neck, "for making me happy, I love you."

He inhales sharply, "Bella..."

"I know," she tiptoes and he meets her lips halfway, his arms surround her waist.

They share a tender kiss, "I love you too," he says over her lips and she smiles before resuming the moment.

"The food," Izabella speaks between gasps.

"Food can wait," he says lifting her so she can sit on the counter, "I can't."

Izabella giggles and he smirks. They make up for lost time, they catch up on kisses and embraces. Out of the most simple things they create the greatest memories, the stars that guide them home to each other.

Thank you so much for reading!! 

[monotonemanday]

Another Story Girls <3 Gah. So cute.

OC’s Izabella Mun and Samantha Dae.  You can get more of @rossyele ‘s Izabella by checking out her blog and @vandybella .

And to hang out with Samantha, check out my fics! She is...something. Haha

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His hand feels warm around hers and she feels safe, loved… how lucky do you have to be to have the person you love to love you back? He’s her happiness, the reason why it’s worth to keep on wanting to make the world a little better. For him, for her, for both of them.

He brings color and light, in the middle of the darkness he’s the ray of hope guiding her.

Vanderwood glances at her and smiles, Izabella’s heart skips a beat.

“What are you looking at, baby?” Vanderwood asks.

“I can’t look away from the love of my life.” Izabella answers and his grin grows.

Out of all the people and all the things to see, he’s the one she will be looking for and will never get enough of.

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This sweet moment is to celebrate one of the halves of this ship!!!  ٩(๑> ₃ <)۶♥

@reifromrfa   

✲ﾟ｡.(✿╹◡╹)ﾉ☆.｡₀:*ﾟ✲ﾟ*:₀｡ Happy Birthday!  ✲ﾟ｡.(✿╹◡╹)ﾉ☆.｡₀:*ﾟ✲ﾟ*:₀｡

 Still your birthday here hahahah!! I hope you like it!!

Sorry I didn’t wait for you and posted it

Thank you to Jenn on FB for making this beautiful picture of VandyBella! Check out her FB here!

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Crystals and Stars: Vandybella

Although Vandybella only has a few fics here, we (rossyele and reifromrfa) feel like we’ve been writing about these two forever! Their story has been with us for more than a year now, and we are excited to share more stories with you guys --not just fanfics but also original stories about life, friendship and love.

Rei: Rossy is the Izabella to my Vanderwood and it’s so much fun to collaborate with her. The two of us are dancing to the same tune and I feel that when we write together, we’re able to tell awesome stories and I hope we get to share them with everyone soon!

We’ve been meaning to write this story for a while now and at last, here it is! The sweet Christmas that Vandybella deserves after all the things they’ve been through together! Thank you for all your support guys <3 

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Crystals and Stars: A Vandybella Christmas fic

Vanderwood tosses another log into the fire before he resumes his pacing. Soft, holiday music plays in the background and the smell of freshly baked cookies wafts in the air.

So far so good.

So why the fuck does he feel so fucking nervous?

He rubs the back of his neck with his hand and sighs. To be honest, this is the first time he’s spending Christmas outside of a bar, without a beer in his hand. Or in some god-forsaken place, trying not to get killed.

This is the first Christmas he’s spending with someone he loves...his fiancé, Izabella. And he doesn’t know what to do to make this day special for her.

In the kitchen, Izabella munches on a piece of cookie. She smiles satisfied, very well aware Vanderwood is not fond of sweets -- she confectioned a recipe hoping it will please his taste.

Izabella places a cookie on a napkin and goes to the living room. Here comes the real test… Although knowing him he’ll say he loves it.

She stops her tracks by the door, Vanderwood is facing the fireplace. How can a man be so handsome wearing a sweater like that one? Not going to lie, the holidays always make her heart feel heavy… it’s the season to be spent with loved ones but… no more sadness, none of that, life has been kind enough to bring this man into her life.

Quietly she sneaks behind him but her attempt fails thanks to Vanderwood’s trained ears. He turns just as Izabella throws her arms around him. A smile appears on his face, his worries momentarily disappearing as his girl’s face turns red.

“Baby, what are you doing?” Vanderwood asks, pulling her closer to him.

Izabella frowns. “Whatever I was trying to do you make it difficult to accomplish.”

Vanderwood laughs. “Wasn’t this what you were tryin’ to do?” He grabs her chin gently and lifts her gaze to his. “I’d say mission accomplished, soldier.”

Grinning at his compliment she tiptoes and pecks his lips. “I try my best but I can’t beat you, I surrender.”

His smile turns into a smirk. “Oh? You surrender?” His hands trail down from her lower back and in a flash, he bends his knees and grabs the back of her thighs, lifting her legs around him.

“Baby!!” She laughs when he lifts her up. Remembering her initial ‘mission’ Izabella brings the cookie close to his face, “you have to taste this ahhhhh,” she opens her mouth instructing him to part his lips.

Vanderwood eyes the cookie before he moves past it and takes her lips in his, taking advantage of her open mouth to twirl his tongue with hers. Izabella’s eyelids close and her free hand goes to the back of his neck enjoying the sweet muscle sliding inside her mouth.

When he pulls away, he’s grinning. “Had to taste something sweeter than the cookie first.” Then, he finally takes a bite of the cookie, allowing the taste to sink into his palate. Surprisingly, it isn’t too sweet --hell, it tastes a little like coffee, his baby’s coffee. “Baby, what’s in this? It’s delicious.” 

Izabella mocks a glare. “Really? You like it? Well, it’s a secret, a family secret… our secret.” She brings his face close to hers and touches his nose with hers. Closing her eyes Izabella lets her reality sink in -- Vanderwood is hers, he is her family and she is his.

Vanderwood keeps his eyes open as he swallows, rubbing his nose against hers. “I love it and I love you, Izabella Mun. Ha...our secret. I like that.” He walks to the couch and takes a seat, adjusting their positions so Izabella is sitting on his lap.

“I love you, so much.” She smiles and bites on the cookie, she chews and gives him more until it’s gone. Her arms rest on his shoulders, “thank you for bringing me here, it’s beautiful.” Izabella looks around the cabin noticing the new hung decorations, “and you did a great job setting the mood.”

Vanderwood feels his face getting warm and he looks away, averting his gaze. “Yeah? Ha...I’m glad you like ‘em, baby. The lady at the store said those are popular for Christmas…”

What the fuck? Get a grip, you idiot!

The nerves creep in once more, but a part of him is relieved he got the right decorations at the store. It was either the snowflakes or reindeers with Santa at the end...and to be honest, that fucking fat man in the red suit with the “jolly grin” made him narrow his eyes suspiciously the more he stared at it. So instead, snowflakes are hung all around the living room, each one glittering whenever they catch the light.

The snowflakes mimic the stars and the dedication he put into it makes her chest feel warm. And to be honest, witnessing his awkwardly cute statements makes her fall harder for him. “You always manage to make everything perfect… what’s your superpower?”

Vanderwood chuckles. “Superpower? I don’t have any, baby. I just love you, that’s all.” He brushes her cheek with his fingers. “I want to make this Christmas perfect for you.”

She leans into his touch and places her hand on top of his. “Everything is so pretty and I love it, I really do but…”

“But?” His heart grips. Uh oh. Did he forget something?

“It’s you, I only need you. If you’re with me everything is perfect.”

His heart feels fuller than it’s ever been and Vanderwood pulls her face closer to him, so he could brush his lips on hers. “You make everything perfect, baby. And you know it’s you, it’s only you that I need.” 

It’s true. Before he met her, he didn’t even dare to dream of seeing the next day, let alone another week, another month...a lifetime. But with the agency out of his life and Izabella filling his days with love and laughter, he can’t help but dream to be happy. 

“Thank you, baby...thank you for coming into my life.”

Izabella shakes her head lightly. “You don’t have to thank me for that. We found each other…” She stares into those beautiful brown eyes. “Our paths crossed and I’m so grateful we saw each other, even if we weren’t looking or knew we were lost, we were found.”

Vanderwood chuckles. “I’m so fucking happy you were catering that night. I’m glad I made the decision to make out with the hot baker in the kitchens.” Vanderwood leaves another kiss on her lips. “Best decision I made in my life.”

She laughs, throwing her head back. “I’m glad too… even more grateful you’re a good kisser.” Her arms go around his neck and she rests her head on the crook of his neck.

His body relaxes as she curls closer to him. What the hell was he so nervous about? As long as they’re together, everything would be fucking perfect...just like this moment. Sitting in front of the fireplace with the most gorgeous girl in his arms. Her soft breath on his neck, her hair tickling him. Vanderwood holds the love of his life and kisses the top of her head, wondering when the perfect moment would be to give her the carefully wrapped gift tucked away in his bag.

As soon as his thoughts drift to that, the nerves settle into his body once more.

Izabella closes her eyes, relaxing completely, her fingers brushing his back. It’s so easy to let all her walls down when it comes to this man, the man she loves. For the first time since her parents left she’s ready to let someone take care of her, she wants to be protected, guarded inside his strong arms.

His embrace is warm and she can feel his heartbeat, by now synchronized with hers. She never knew she could love the way she does. He’s taken away the fears and replaced them with joy, with dreams and hope.

A sweet scent tickles her nose and Izabella sits up. “The cake must be ready.” She stands up but before running to the kitchen she kisses his cheek. “Let me take it out and then we open gifts, okay?”

She carefully takes the steamy sponge cake from the oven and places it on the racks. Looking over her shoulder she makes sure he’s not followed her to the kitchen. Izabella shuffles the contents in her bag trying to find the small wooden box where she holds the gift she plans to give to her boyf… fiance, god, she will marry the love of her life. Her heart flutters and she smiles to herself.

Vanderwood watches her run into the kitchen and then he stands and starts pacing again.

Fuck.

Maybe he should have bought her something expensive or flashy...fuck. Vanderwood runs a hand through his face before he heads for the stairs leading to the second landing, where he left his bag. He enters the master bedroom and sees his bag on the floor next to hers.

Should I even…? It’s fucking ridiculous. 

Arguments as to why he should have bought something girls would like fly through his head as he reaches deep inside his bag, at the gift lying in the bottom of the heap of clothes. Taking it out, he holds the gift in his hands and stares at it for a minute longer. He scratches his head before muttering a curse and heading back downstairs.

When she makes it back to the living room he’s not there but she can hear the footsteps on the second floor. She places a tray with two cups of hot coffee and cookies next to the window. 

Vanderwood strides to the living room and sees his fiancé, staring out the windows at the falling snow. He can’t help but stand still, admiring her beauty, memorizing her features. He wishes he was a good photographer but damn, he isn’t. So he settles instead for committing this moment to his memory.

Izabella notices her love and turns to him, a big grin on her lips. “I missed you.” She extends her hand towards him. He places the hand with the gift behind his back before she could see it and takes her outstretched hand with his other.

“I missed you, gorgeous,” he replies. He eyes the steaming mugs of coffee and cookies and grins. “Baby, are we gonna eat first?”

“Nope.” She pinches his nose. “But I’ll go first, baby.” Reaching inside her pocket she takes out a small wooden box and hands it to him. Vanderwood carefully folds his gift for her and places it in his back pocket, still debating whether he should give it to her or not. Then, he takes the box from her hands.

“Baby, you know you didn’t have to,” he tells her, but he can’t stop the smile that’s forming on his face. Slowly, he lifts the lid of the box and when he sees what’s inside, he gasps unconsciously. He lifts the pendant hanging from a leather string, small crystal pieces are arranged inside a clear cube.

“It’s, well… Do you remember the display in the cafe, the broken cups?”

Vanderwood nods, his eyes finding hers.

“You know they belonged to my parents. I collected some pieces and had this made for you because, baby, I know they’d love you and I’m sure now they watch over you too. They know I love you and how much you love me. I want them to be with you too, even if they’re gone they’re my family. I want to be your family and I want you to be mine.” She looks at him expectantly.

Vanderwood feels his throat closing up and he turns his gaze to the beautiful necklace instead. Broken pieces of her parents’ cups...he can’t even begin to explain how much this means to him. His fingers brush against the pendant, wondering what kind of people her parents were, knowing they must have been good people --warm people, like their wonderful daughter.

A family...fuck. He hasn’t had that, ever. But here she is, the one he loves, asking him to be part of hers. The emotions inside him are making him feel too warm.

“Baby…” he says, studying each shattered piece in the necklace. “You’re already my family. But...Ha…” He clears his throat to keep his voice from cracking with emotion.  “Are you sure? This is for me?” Would her parents really approve of him? Vanderwood would like to think so. Because no one can love her as much as he does...hell, he didn’t even know he’s capable of a love like this one. But he does, he loves her...and Vanderwood hopes that despite his past, her parents would see his love and give them their blessing from the heavens.

“Of course I’m sure. I want you to know you’ll never be alone, not for as long as I live. There’s no other person I would share a piece of me with, this… them.” She steps closer and holds his hand noticing how it’s shaking. Vanderwood grasps her hands in his and lifts them to his lips, pressing a kiss to the back of her hand.

“Bella, I don’t know what to say.” He has to clear his throat again, his heart feels like it’s overflowing and he pulls his girl into his arms, holding her tight.

“Thank you, baby, thank you,” he whispers into her ear.

She feels warm all over, happy from his reaction, relieved he liked it. “I love you, I will forever love you.”

“I love you, Izabella.” Vanderwood grins and excitedly puts the band around his neck. He likes how it feels against his skin, the pendant feels heavy but it’s not unpleasant; the weight of it reminds him that he’s part of a family, their family.

“It’s perfect.” She touches the pendant. “Perfect for you.” Izabella smiles satisfied.

He touches her face. “You’re perfect for me, baby.” He can’t stop smiling. Hell, he even forgot about the gift sitting in his back pocket. But when he steps closer to her, the gift shifts in his pocket and Vanderwood freezes.

Goddammit, I should have bought her that new coffee-maker instead.

Izabella notices him tensing up and raises an eyebrow. “Baby, are you okay?”

“Uh…” Vanderwood doesn’t know what to do. That’s the only gift he brought for her, but now it seems fucking ridiculous. But it’d be worse...to not give her a gift for Christmas. Isn’t that what couples do in the dramas? ;;;

“Baby…”

Hesitantly, he reaches for the gift and hands it to her, keeping his eyes averted. “I...uh, I got you somethin’ too, baby.”

She gasps at the sight of the gift and can’t stop the giggle escaping her lips. “You’re adorable.” Izabella unwraps the gift and gasps once more. “These are so cute!” The pink mittens with strawberry pattern are the perfect size. She sticks her hands in them but when she does she feels something inside the left mitten. She pulls out a tiny box from it and stares at him.

Vanderwood’s heart drums hard against his chest. “I found those mittens and thought...they’d be perfect for when you bake.” Vanderwood lets out a nervous chuckle as he eyes the box. “But that...If you don’t like it, baby, you don’t have to wear it.”

“I stand corrected, you’re so adorable.” Izabella opens the box and smiles at the silver star inside. “Baby, this is so pretty, why wouldn’t I want to wear it? You were thinking of me… I love it.”

Vanderwood shuffles his feet, his cheeks warm. “Because...ha...fuck.” He rubs the back of his neck again. Somehow he feels the need to keep moving...Jesus, this is new to him, being this fucking awkward and nervous. “Because that’s...I didn’t buy that from a store, baby.”

“Did you steal it?” Izabella teases him, she takes the necklace from the box and lifts it up, the pendant catching the light.

Vanderwood laughs. “Steal it...yeah...ha...I wish I stole it, baby. But no...that...that’s…”

Why is this so goddamn hard? 

Taking a deep breath, Vanderwood finally reveals what’s been on his mind all evening. “That pendant didn’t use to be a star...it used to be a bullet. One that got me during a mission.”

Her gaze moves from the pendant to him, her heart drumming in her chest. “This hurt you..?”

Vanderwood looks at her and nods. “Yeah...it did. But it didn’t kill me, baby. I thought it would, but it didn’t. And when they pulled the bullet from my chest, they said I should keep it. Proof that I’m a tough bastard.” He laughs at the memory then scratches his cheek. “But I don’t wanna be reminded of those days anymore...I wanna look forward to my future with you. I had that made into a star because...baby, you’re my star, my lighthouse. The one who brings me home and who shines bright even in the darkest of times. You’re the one I wanna live for...the one I wanna share a life with. What was supposed to kill me is now a reminder of my reason to continue living. And well...it’s a necklace coz I wanted it with you, baby. That a part of me, that bullet, is always with you. And that our love will always be stronger than even life or death.”

Izabella doesn’t notice the tears rolling down her cheeks, all her attention is focused on him. He’s truly amazing and she hopes she will be able to show him just how wonderful and strong he is. She holds the pendant close to her chest while her other hand pulls him closer to her. “I will take you up on that… stay with me. Always. Because I love you. Because I’ll stay with you, I give you all that I am, today and the future. Our future, baby. Let’s live it together, let’s live for each other and because of each other. I love you.”

Relief fills his body and he wipes her tears with his hand. “Of course, Izabella. I ain’t going anywhere. I love you and I’ll stay with you forever, as long as you want me to. I want to live every day with you, just like you said.” He smiles at her. “Didn’t know that’s what I would want...but ever since we met, my heart’s been telling me it’s you. It’s you, the one I’m meant to be with.” Then he furrows his brows. “But really..? You like it? Even...knowing it was a bullet?”

“Forever… I want to stay with you way longer than forever, baby.” She hands him the necklace and turns around lifting her hair. When he’s done helping her put the necklace she faces him. “I love it, this is proof that you fought to stay alive, that you won… we met and now we will spend forever together. Thank you for choosing me, I must have done something right in my past life to deserve you now.” She smiles at him.

“Oh, baby, maybe it’s the both us who did something right. Maybe this is our reward.” A grin breaks across his face and Vanderwood presses her body against his before kissing her passionately. He couldn’t be happier. Every fucking Christmas used to be just a normal day for him but now, he has someone to celebrate holidays with. And he plans to celebrate every holiday with her --Christmas, New Year’s, Valentine’s, hell, even St. Patrick’s Day. He’s not one to throw a goddamn party for every little thing but…

He lifts Izabella in his arms again and moves to the stairs.

Now I have someone I want to celebrate life with.

He pulls back, still grinning, a little out of breath before he says, “By the way, Bella...Merry Christmas. I love you, baby.”

~

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Art by @lovethedanielhd​

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Do You Remember?

707 x 606/Seven x MC

Hello, guys, long time no see! Hehe! We are revamping this blog -- we are upgrading from VandyBella content to Mystic Messenger collabs in general. This one-shot was written during a short period we shared in an RP (Another Story Centered) as a story mode.

Some background! 606 is 707′s bad ending MC. After being in a car accident with Seven, 606 is taken to Magenta. Reset happened before the two were able to reunite and the lovers never meet again until...

A new game starts and Seven ends up in Mint Eye. He’s trying to save his brother when Mr Ray is deemed MIA from the messenger and a mysterious assistant pops up. He chats in the messenger with the assistant and they agree to meet...

Hope you guys enjoy the story under the cut!

Believer A707: Thank you Believer A606......Can I ask you something? Believer A606: Okay... Believer A707: Why are you here? In Mint Eye. Believer A606: Because... I made the wrong choices... but don't matter now... I got a restart here. Believer A707: Lololol Restart, huh? Hahaha...I wish the game would restart right now Hahahahahaha...But...wrong choices...you're not here because of your own will...? Is that what you mean? Believer A606: I mean this is the result of the choices I made, I'm here now. Believer A707:...This place...I don't think...Happiness can be found...Hahaha, Can you really be happy here? Believer A606: Of course you can... A707 I think you need help. I don't think you are feeling okay Believer A707: Hahahahaha. You're right. I don't know what to feel. Right now I need to see the Savior Believer A606: No, you can't see the Savior like this, you'll make her sad. Believer A707: Hahaha Sad? I think...She'll be happy to see me! Surprised but happy... Believer A606: I guess... She loves all the Believers... but your attitude is not ideal right now. You'll get in trouble maybe even... Believer A707: Maybe even...? Believer A606: Be sent away to retreatment...Do you want that? Believer A707: Hahahaha I only want one thing right now… happiness ...But not for me...Was Mr Ray sent to retreatment? Believer A606: I cannot say that, I don't know, A707, we will get in trouble if we keep talking about this here. Believer A707: ...You're right, I should go. Believer A606: I think you need help... come to my office... not Mr Ray's. The code for the door is space_station, but I have to go now. Believer A707: Thank you. Believer A606: See you soon. Believer A707:  Yes Hahaha Believer A606 has left the chatroom Believer A707: ... Please… Be safe... Believer A707 has left the chatroom

Space_station.

Seven stares at the log, at the words written on the screen. And the fact that this new Believer...this girl…

606.

Everything feels so complicated. It feels like pieces of the puzzle are falling into place. But it’s all wrong. She shouldn’t be in this reset.

And where is his brother…?

Seven closes his laptop and hides it in a loose floorboard, before covering it with the carpet. A cliche hiding place, but he doesn’t really think the Believers would check there. Besides...it’s wired to self-destruct if it recognizes a face other than his.

The red-head pulls his hood over his face and starts making his way towards her office, 606’s. He doesn’t know what to expect, this is an entirely different game… But he’s ready to play it.

And this time, he wants a good ending.

She logs out of the chat and her mind starts to wander… back to days where she just like now talked to someone who made her smile.

A606 touches her lips, the pad of her thumb running over the smile on her mouth.

For a moment she forgets all her duties, all the things she has to do and the shoes she has to fill in. A wave of responsibilities was thrown to her for being his assistant… where the hell is he? He is supposed to be with the Savior but knowing her and knowing what really lies under the sweet smile of the blonde A606 is worried.

She hears the footsteps outside the door and closes her laptop.

Now or never.

The red-head raps his knuckles against the door twice, blinking to make sure his contacts are in place. When he hears her voice, telling him to enter, his heart skips a beat. Turning the handle, he goes in…

And is met with her.

A606.

MC.

In the previous reset, he had lost her...and now. Now she’s here, with mint streaks in her hair. Those eyes, those lips...the same ones he gazed into, the same ones he…

No... don't think about it. You can’t, Luciel.

Her amethyst eyes are met with golden ones and her breath gets stuck in her throat. He’s like a mirage, from a story she remembers, a story that plays every so often in her head.

She swallows trying to find her voice, “A707?”

“Yep. That’s me. A707.” Seven answers, offering her a smile that doesn’t quite reach his eyes. “You’re...606.”

“Yes…” She is frozen in place, trying to figure out if this is reality or the effect of the drink she had minutes before he arrived. She feels her fingers twitching but does her best to look normal. “Thank you for coming here, I got worried when I talked to you earlier.”

You have no reason to worry, is what he wanted to say. But he can’t get those words out. Because he’s worried too. Worried...about her. Seeing her like this, her fingers twitching like that. It does nothing to calm his already jumbled mind.

“I should be the one thanking you, A606. For inviting me here.”

For giving me a few pieces of the puzzle.

He should be angry. Seven should be angry that whoever is preparing this sick game brought her here, to this hellish place. But at the same time...she’s here. She’s here and she’s right in front of him.

I can save you.

His voice weaves a feeling in her chest, one she had long forgotten… or wish she had.

This feeling only brings doubts to the truth of the salvation she found. She is a new person, the one who loved and smiled, that girl no longer exists… that girl doesn’t deserve her past or the people in it, this new girl doesn’t deserve him.

“I just want to avoid trouble, A707, I don’t want you to do something that will bring that trouble to me.”

I don’t want you to be in danger…

“Oh, trust me, I won’t do anything to put you in danger.”

I lost you once, I’m not losing you again.

“But tell me...A606. Are you in any sort of danger?”

She can’t withstand his gaze so she looks away and removes the big black robe covering her small frame and places it on the chair.

“Danger? Of course not… if anything it would be getting fired.” Her lips curl up just a tad.

There is a scrunchie around her wrist, she uses it to hold her hair into a ponytail. It’s not until she is done fixing her hair that she realizes what she is doing… being too normal, too familiar… too intimate.

But what’s done is done, she sits on the chair and looks up at him.

“So, A707, are you doubting our faith?”

Everything feels too familiar. It’s too soon, the reset has barely sink in...God. Seven takes a deep breath and focuses his eyes on her face.

“Our faith...what is it you believe in, A606?”

Why are you HERE? In Mint Eye!

His question feels like a protest.

“I believe in Magenta of course, in our Savior. In the idea that everyone can be happy here. That no matter what you did before, you get to be happy here.”

This is a second chance…. You don’t belong in this one, though.

“But, A707, why are you here?... I mean since it seems you are not sure about your faith.”

Seven stares at her, trying to decode the meaning behind her words. He wonders if she remembers...but no. It doesn’t usually work that way. MC always forgets, always forget him.

But he never forgets about her.

Her words though…’no matter what you did before, you get to be happy here.’

Could she actually…?

“Oh,” he says out loud, clearing his throat as he grins at her. “I’m here because I want to offer salvation...to someone precious to me. Though now it seems that I get to save more than one person.”

He wants to say more, to tell her the truth, but that’s not how it works...if he reveals anything, A606, the other guests, the RFA...Saeran. All of them will be put through the horrible process of reset again. And he doesn’t want that, not when the game is still in progress; it hurts more when it’s cut so suddenly.

“How did you meet the Savior?”

“Salvation… well, you’re in the right place.” She smiles and her fingers fidget on her lap. “I met her when I came here… Mr Ray is the one who brought me to Magenta. I owe him who I am now.”

She wants to ask, curiosity starts to go off… she wants to ask if he remembers and if they’ve met before.

“Listen, A707…” She looks at him, “you… I… I��ll help you. If you want to save someone. I will help.”

Help me save you.

If there’s anyone he wants to save...It’s Saeran...and it’s her. His 606. The woman he wanted to take to the space station.

“Thank you...that’s really kind of you, 606.” Seven gives her a chuckle. “But I really think you should keep yourself safe too. Don’t worry, I’ll do everything I can to help you too.”

To keep you safe. Make sure Rika doesn’t suspect you...Make sure his brother doesn’t make her his next target.

That’s right. He’ll delete their logs. Saeran can’t see his conversations with MC, or he’ll know...and Seven can’t afford to lose either of them.

“You don’t have to worry about me, A707. I worry about you, the way you speak… it could bring danger to you…” She should take back her words.

“I mean, you should be more careful on the way you act…” She focuses her eyes on her trembling fingers. “I don’t think I’m being a good believer right now… maybe I need a session with the Savior too.”

He can’t help it. Seven kneels in front of the woman and takes her hands in his, grasping them tightly. He keeps his head bowed, his face hidden so she doesn’t see how much this is hurting him, how seeing her like this is painful for him.

“You don’t, 606...you don’t.”

He closes his eyes. Why does this keep happening to him..? People around him always get hurt. He runs his thumb across her skin, feeling her trembling hands underneath his touch.

“I’ll help you, okay? Please wait for me...I’ll help you, 606. Don’t...don’t go to her. Please.”

His touch makes the trembling worst, her heart drums in her chest so fast she can feel it trying to jump out.

“W-what are you doing?” She moves her hands but can’t bring herself to free them from his grasp. “A707 this is… you shouldn’t…”

He lets go of her, getting to his feet. There’s a slight tint to her cheeks, and it takes all his willpower not to tease her about it. Just like before, MC.

“I’m sorry, 606. Hehe, I was being rude~”

He puts another fake smile on his face. Playing the part of the goofy hacker again. She’s blushing but...maybe she doesn’t remember. How could she?

“I hope you don’t see the Savior just yet though...I really want to go with you when you do.”

She raises an eyebrow recognizing the happy mask he puts on.

“Yeah, it’s alright, I don’t think I can see her now. She’s busy with the party preparations. But if I do I won’t take you with me. Not when you’re acting so weird.”

Seven laughs at that. Weird.

Once before, they were ‘weird’ together.

She opens her laptop and clicks on the file. She stands and walks to where the printer is.

“Here is the schedule, keep it safe, A707.” She hands him a couple of papers. “... and whatever is that you need them for… keep me out of it.”

Seven takes the papers from her, careful not to brush his fingers against hers again. The desire to touch her is too strong, and it’s never easy for him to keep pretending like he doesn’t care about her. He shoves the papers in his robes, then looks at her again.

“Thank you, 606. I always knew I could count on you.”

He wants to say more...God. He can’t. He mustn’t. All he can do now is watch over her from afar, keep her safe as best he could under the circumstances. Seven turns and heads for the door, opening it a little. But before he leaves, he shoots her another glance. A smile.

“And 606…”

“I would love to go to the space station with you someday.”

The redhead steps out. Closes the door behind him. And silently walks back to his hideout, his heart even heavier than before he walked into the room. He only hopes...that this time, the game would let him save both of them.

She doesn’t know if she should laugh or cry… the emotions swirl in her chest.

She walks to the door and presses her forehead on the cold surface. Her eyes are closed but she can see the blinking lights of the computers.

“... 606 is not my name… do you remember..?”

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Vandybella Halloween 2021

Hello! It's past Halloween, but we'd like to share this little sneak peek at Vandybella's Halloween celebration at the Broken Cup~

Art by @leeynnjha

Isabella stares at Vanderwood who is struggling wrapping a treat to give out to the kids entering the Cafe. "Baby, thank you for helping us this year and...you look really handsome." She smiles at her Aladdin.

He finally gets that damn wrapper around the candy and thrusts his arm out to the waiting kids.

"Here," he says with an unintended huff. Who'd have thought dealing with candies and wrapping could be so...fucking complicated? But as he realizes what he did, he rubs the back of his neck awkwardly. "I hope you like these candies, kids." At the sound of her voice, he turns and, arm still flexed, raises one side of his lips. "Baby, you're welcome but looks like I ain't the best at this..." He can't remember a time he went trick or treating... "Ha, at least you think I'm handsome." At that, he winks at her, making sure to give her a glimpse of the abs underneath the purple vest.

He is too handsome and she has to look away from those defined lines his perfect muscles create...

Good thing there's a lot of noise to hide the tiny gasp escaping her lips.

"Of course you are..."

"I can't wait for my treat later."

"And I love you."

The kids thank him and run off. He makes his way to Isabella and wraps an arm around her waist, pulling his Jasmine closer.

"I love you too, Bella." He leans close and presses a gentle kiss on her lips, too tempted by how shiny it is. Ha...he always thought dressing up for Halloween is fucking ridiculous, but seeing his gorgeous wife all dolled up for him...He can't help but like this holiday now.

"Baby, have I told you you look gorgeous?" he tells her in a low voice, not pulling away just yet.

Her cheeks turn red and he tucks a stray lock behind her ear, leaning closer...

"TRICK OR TREAT!!!!!!"

Vanderwood jumps, startled, and Isabella covers her mouth with a hand, laughing at him.

"Oh wow!! It's princess Jasmine and Aladdin!"

He shakes his head and smirks, grabbing the candy bowl and winking at Isabella. "Guess we'll have to wait 'til we're home, baby."

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“Finally... I am home.”

VandyBella illustrated by the talented @sikuzxxx

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Vanderweek Day 3: Trauma | Shadows

Hey guys! We hope you enjoy this sweet/angsty fic between the two lovers <3

Specially written for @vanderweek

Fix You: A Vandybella Fic

Izabella

If she could stay like that forever she sure would; next to the man she loves. Izabella lays on her side watching as her lover calmly breathes, she brushes his disheveled brown hair and kisses him on the cheek before snuggling her face on his arm where she drifts into the land of dreams. 

She doesn't know how long she's been sleeping but she is startled by the sudden fidgeting of his body. She sits up quickly and worry fills her heart. He is mumbling. She removes the hair sticking to his forehead and she notices the cold sweat. 

Nightmare.

"Wake up," she tells him but he doesn't react to her voice, his breathing becomes sharper, his fists are closed tight and his body tenses up. Izabella feels so powerless because whatever is going on inside his dream, she can't help him. 

"Please, wake up," she holds his shoulders and shakes his body but she fails once again...

Vanderwood

There are screams all around him. He's running. Running endlessly through the cold rooms of the rapidly sinking ship. His steps make sloshing sounds around him as sea-water filters in, the flood rising with each passing minute. In his right hand is a loaded pistol, in his left, the keycard that would open the door to the lower deck. His brown hair is tied in a ponytail but loose strands are plastered to his face, sweat beading his forehead despite the low temperature in the cabin. 

A man dashes out of the room in front of him, holding a 9mm with a silencer. Vanderwood quickens his pace and as the man turns to him, he raises his gun and fires a shot right through the man’s forehead. The man falls to the ground, his blood quickly spreading through the waters. The secret agent leaps over his dead body and continues running. 

There’s a loud metallic clang as a bullet zooms in front of him and hits an air pipe and Vanderwood ducks, whirling around and seeing another man rushing towards him with a gun in hand. He raises his gun but when he pulls the trigger, he’s met with the sound of an empty magazine. The man takes aim but the ship suddenly jerks to the right, sending him and Vanderwood crashing against the wall. Vanderwood shakes off the soreness in his arm and dashes forward, hurling a punch at the man’s face followed immediately with a swift kick to the ribs. The man wheezes and Vanderwood takes the opportunity to grab his gun and point it to his face. He pulls the trigger without blinking, the man’s blood splattering against his arm and uniform. 

As the man falls to the ground, Vanderwood spots a little boy standing still, brown eyes fixed on him, short brow hair a mess. The secret agent pales. 

Are you proud of who you’ve become, Agent Vanderwood?

He finally reaches the door that’ll lead him out, and he hastily taps the card through the panel, earning him a beeping green light. The door swings open and Vanderwood climbs out of the cabin and onto the deck, where he sees civilians screaming and panicking, throwing on life vests and hugging each other as the ship begins its descent into the sea.   

Get the fuck to the lifeboats!

He grits his teeth as he hesitates, his fucking emotions battling over agency protocols. He should leave. His mission is done. Kill the drug cartel aboard this ship. No interaction with civilians. 

“Help, please!” 

He turns to the cry and sees a woman trying desperately to lift a box off a man’s leg, the man’s face etched with pain. 

Fuck it. 

Vanderwood rushes to the couple and asks the woman to stand back. With a soft grunt he manages to lift the box as the man crawls back, freeing his leg. The little boy stands next to the woman and regards him with a small smile. 

Go away…you don’t fucking belong here.

Neither do you.

Vanderwood drops the heavy crate and just as he sees the woman open her mouth, he feels a hand on his shoulder. He’s forced to turn around and meet the fist of a large burly man, his jaw throbbing. The woman screams as Vanderwood falls to the deck, his head spinning. 

“Not so tough now, are you?” 

There’s a forceful kick to his stomach and the secret agent coughs, blood splattering to the deck.   

Get up. All these people are going to die if you don’t help them.

Kid, I’m trying. I’m trying.

Vanderwood reaches up and grips the ship’s handrails, one hand clutching the side of his stomach. He hears another scream but before he has a chance to recover, he’s falling. Falling against the side of the ship, watching as the big burly man sneers at him from the deck. His broken body hits the icy cold water. 

There are screams all around him, dead bodies floating in the water. Vanderwood struggles to swim for the surface, to go back aboard the ship. But as he swims up, he sees an explosion of blazing orange flames above him. 

The bombs.

But I already disarmed them…how—?

More muffled screams. More bodies dropping into the water. Some with burns, some already charred. 

No. It isn’t supposed to be like this. The civilians…they didn’t fucking deserve this. 

He keeps swimming up, his lungs already burning, crying for air. Until he sees the little kid, swimming towards him. 

No. Leave me the fuck alone.

But don’t you see? We’re already alone. Look around you, Vanderwood. Everyone…is dead. You said you took this job so you could help others. Save people. But all I see is death. This isn’t you…this isn’t us. I don’t even know who you are anymore.

The little boy reaches out and touches Vanderwood’s face and Vanderwood feels a sharp pain in his chest as he stares at his past self. An innocent boy with a normal family. A normal life. None of this secret agent bullshit. He just fucking wanted to be normal. 

To be happy. 

The little boy gives him a small smile. 

You can still be happy, Vanderwood…It’s not too late…

The little boy lets go of him then starts to sink into the dark abyss, small bubbles rising up as his breath is depleted. 

No. No! Let me save you!

Vanderwood swims down desperately, his body already fighting to remain conscious, to remain alive. But no. No more deaths. He can’t let the boy die. Not again. 

Go back, Vanderwood. It’s too late for me. Go back…go home. And save yourself��save us...Minjun.

With a gasp, the secret agent jolts into a sitting position, his eyes wide, his entire body drenched in sweat. Gone are the cries for help, the physical pain in his body, the vast ocean. No —he’s back in his room, and he’s on his bed. Vanderwood feels a small hand on his back and he tenses.

Izabella

As soon as he wakes up she wipes away the tears from her eyes, one hand presses on his back and the other one finds one of his hands. He's still shaking, trying to make sense of where he is. She wants to cry once more looking at his face, the face of a child, one that's alone and scared, she knows the expression very well. 

"Baby," her voice as soft as she can manage, praying he doesn't notice her concern, Vanderwood blinks a couple of times before looking at her and she gives him a smile. She cups his face, her thumbs drawing circles over his cheeks. 

He holds her wrists, "Bella..." there is a hint of hesitation on his voice. 

"Yes, Baby, I am here with you," she feels him shaking again and her heart twists painfully. 

"Bella," he whispers because her name is his lifeline, tears pool his eyes and when he blinks the droplets run down his face. 

She presses her forehead on his, he never lets go of his hold on her, "You are safe, you are with me and I am with you, you are safe..." 

He hugs her burying his face on her chest muffling his crying. It was a nightmare. It isn't too late, there is still hope, there is still a chance to be happy, to save the little boy and himself. She wraps her arms around his neck, remaining like that until his breathing returns to normal. 

"Minjun?" He hums in response, "Baby, I cannot be there inside your dreams, but I am here in the real world waiting for you... promise me that you will think of us, of how happy you make me, of how you save me every day." 

He looks at her wondering if it's true and she is really not aware of what happens in his nightmares, "Bella, I love you." 

"I love you too," she pecks his lips. 

They lay down facing each other, she runs her fingers through his hair and he closes his eyes. He relaxes feeling her touch, listening to her breathing, knowing the light that she brings to his life is greater than the shadows of the past. So, he drifts again and this time it's not the haunting nightmares, but hopes of the future that meet him in the land of dreams. 

Izabella doesn't sleep that night, like many others, she remains awake watching over his sleep. She smiles to herself thinking that in the morning she will have proof that this time around instead of taking a life... he is responsible for a new one.

We would love to know what you think! ^^ Thank you for reading!

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Vandybella Halloween 2021

Hello! It's past Halloween, but we'd like to share this little sneak peek at Vandybella's Halloween celebration at the Broken Cup~

Art by @leeynnjha

Isabella stares at Vanderwood who is struggling wrapping a treat to give out to the kids entering the Cafe. "Baby, thank you for helping us this year and...you look really handsome." She smiles at her Aladdin.

He finally gets that damn wrapper around the candy and thrusts his arm out to the waiting kids.

"Here," he says with an unintended huff. Who'd have thought dealing with candies and wrapping could be so...fucking complicated? But as he realizes what he did, he rubs the back of his neck awkwardly. "I hope you like these candies, kids." At the sound of her voice, he turns and, arm still flexed, raises one side of his lips. "Baby, you're welcome but looks like I ain't the best at this..." He can't remember a time he went trick or treating... "Ha, at least you think I'm handsome." At that, he winks at her, making sure to give her a glimpse of the abs underneath the purple vest.

He is too handsome and she has to look away from those defined lines his perfect muscles create...

Good thing there's a lot of noise to hide the tiny gasp escaping her lips.

"Of course you are..."

"I can't wait for my treat later."

"And I love you."

The kids thank him and run off. He makes his way to Isabella and wraps an arm around her waist, pulling his Jasmine closer.

"I love you too, Bella." He leans close and presses a gentle kiss on her lips, too tempted by how shiny it is. Ha...he always thought dressing up for Halloween is fucking ridiculous, but seeing his gorgeous wife all dolled up for him...He can't help but like this holiday now.

"Baby, have I told you you look gorgeous?" he tells her in a low voice, not pulling away just yet.

Her cheeks turn red and he tucks a stray lock behind her ear, leaning closer...

"TRICK OR TREAT!!!!!!"

Vanderwood jumps, startled, and Isabella covers her mouth with a hand, laughing at him.

"Oh wow!! It's princess Jasmine and Aladdin!"

He shakes his head and smirks, grabbing the candy bowl and winking at Isabella. "Guess we'll have to wait 'til we're home, baby."

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AHHH 😭 VANDYBELLA ❤ Guys meet our babies 😭 Thank you so much @niue7777 !!! YOU ARE A GODDESS!!! This is so beautiful, i am just speechless and I love it so much 😭 Bella is gorgeous and Vanderwood is just 🤤🤤🤤 Hurrr 🤤 Hhhhnnnngggg 🤤 And the way he looks at her is perfect 😭 Super accurate 😭

Guys, follow @vandybella for more of @rossyele 's wonderful OC, Izabella and my version of Vanderwood!!! 😍 Loads of angst and fluff and sin guaranteed 😉😂

“Lolol what’s this? Bella, why did you ask for this? Haha but you look good, baby 😏 Thank you, lady…uh, @niue7777 This is fucking awesome. I need to figure out how to change it to my wallpaper ;;; Bella, can you help? ;;;;” –VANDERWOOD ( @reifromrfa )

“Hahaha, of course I will help you… it’s alredy mine. Baby you are looking better than good, you are so handsome❤!! I’ve been staring at this for too long but not enough time😍. Thank you, @niue7777 you are amazing!!😘 – IZABELLA ( @rossyele )

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"Lolol what's this? Bella, why did you ask for this? Haha but you look good, baby 😏 Thank you, lady...uh, @niue7777 This is fucking awesome. I need to figure out how to change it to my wallpaper ;;; Bella, can you help? ;;;;" --VANDERWOOD ( @reifromrfa )

“Hahaha, of course I will help you... it’s alredy mine. Baby you are looking better than good, you are so handsome❤!! I’ve been staring at this for too long but not enough time😍. Thank you, @niue7777 you are amazing!!😘 -- IZABELLA ( @rossyele )

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GUYYYYYS AHHHH so happy to share this beautiful Vandybella artwork by @evv8 😍 Early Christmas greetings from my Vanderwood and his lady, @rossyele 's Izabella 😍 Haha check under the cut for a short chat between the two! 😉❤❤❤

For more Vandybella content, please check out @vandybella ! 😘 Thanks guys and enjoy TwT

Commission for @rossyele