#yooseven angst

[moonsmultimusings]

“ hey, i know it’s really late, but… i didn’t know who else to call. “ // from seven, to yoosung! he's in his Feelings, ok

Talking on the messenger late at night wasn't necessarily unusual, considering Seven's strange work schedule and Yoosung's poor habit of gaming late into the evening. Even Yoosung was getting ready to turn in for the night when he'd gotten that call, though. He needed to head to bed soon, lest he end up with less than four hours of sleep before class tomorrow… But this seemed important. More important than LOLOL, or sleep, or tomorrow morning's suffering. Why would Seven call him at this hour otherwise?

He didn't tend to see Seven behaving too seriously, being used to always finding him joking around in chats. From the tone alone, Yoosung could tell. Something was wrong. Especially when leading off the call like that.

“Seven… Is everything okay?” he asked first, sort of an instinctual question. It seemed kind of silly once he heard it out loud, though. Obviously it couldn't have been, right? “I know I may not seem reliable to you, but… If you need to talk about something, I'll listen. I was going to be awake for a bit longer anyway, so don't worry about it.” That wasn't true, but he pushed himself to kick off the covers and stand up anyway. He didn't feel he'd been there enough for Rika. Surely he hadn't listened enough, hadn't been supportive enough to help her out when she'd needed it most. It wasn't a mistake he wanted to make again with someone else he cared about.

[arielle0808]

Until our Dreams come True

Here you have the beginning of my Saeran x oc Soulmate AU.

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“Here you are,” he said. “I’ve been waiting.”

Anna rushed to embrace him, happy to see again the golden eyes she loved so much and could only see in dreams. The red-haired boy hugged her, kissing her forehead.

“Sorry. I couldn’t sleep.”

“It’s okay,” he smiled.

They sat on the familiar grass. There were no trees on the plain, only fresh grass and an occasional flower. As always, the sky was clear in their dream, only some stray cloud passing by from time to time, and a familiar and lovely scent of freshly-baked bread filled the air. Saeran loved looking at the sky with her.

“What did you do today?” he asked.

And she told him. He loved her anecdotes, her eyes lighting up at the happy ones, her cheeks lightly flushed as she spoke, the way her lips moved, forming words, melody, poetry in the form of mundane stories that only the two on them shared. Those moments, he always became curious. What kind of man was he in the real world? He wanted to tell her about the things he had done during the day, but he just couldn’t remember. He only knew his name was Saeran and that he had a twin brother.

Sometimes, he thought he only existed in dreams. But no. His connection with that twin brother and the aching emptiness he always felt when his dream started reminded him that he was real.

“You still don’t remember?” Anna asked him, moving some red locks away from his forehead, and Saeran shook his head. “And you probably don’t remember your dreams after waking up, right?”

“I don’t think so. I would have looked for you if I did.” He already knew her phone number by heart, as well as her address and all the necessary data to find her, but if he hadn’t contacted her, he probably didn’t remember.

He laid his head on her lap and she caressed his cheek, a tear running down it.

“It’s okay, Saeran, I swear I’ll find you,” she smiled.

[blackprose]

Chapters: 13/? Fandom: Mystic Messenger (Video Game) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: 707 | Luciel Choi/Yoosung Kim Characters: 707 | Luciel Choi, Yoosung Kim, V (Mystic Messenger), Vanderwood, Jumin Han, Saeran Choi, Jaehee Kang Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, slowburn, AU where the RFA doesn't exist, 707 Character Study, Depression, Choi twins complicated relationship, Masturbation, Pining, Mint eye infiltration Summary:

Trying to escape his parents, Seven joins an information agency under the promise that his brother would be completely taken care of. Years later, an email from an old mentor brings him to a hospital where everything unravels.

[eulaties]

MYSTIC MESSENGER FIC RECS ★ JUMINV ★ #8

fics that have an asterisk (*) in front of them are my personal favorites! also, all of the fics listed are completed unless otherwise stated.

NOTE: these are fic recs for the ship jumin han/jihyun kim. 

this list was last updated on 12/29/20.

if you want general mysme fic recs click here

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if you want yooseven fic recs click here

if you want yooran fic recs click here

fall to slow motion • one-shot

SUMMARY: “the only person who has ever consistently cleared the threads in his head is v, yet he is not the one drinking with him tonight.”

TAGS: angst, spoilers for 707′s route, v is dead, longing, mc comforting jumin

*in-hyeong • one-shot

SUMMARY: “jihyun comes around to visit without any sort of schedule. he’ll visit twice within the week, before staying away for months and returning again. each time, he looks as though he’s expecting some sort of punishment for his absence, apologising profusely and excusing himself early – as though everyone present would be better without him. he seems to be stuck in the space in-between; some crevasse between understanding that those around him are just worried but afraid his mere presence is a hindrance.”

TAGS: angst, trauma, hurt no comfort, one-sided pining on jumin’s part, healing, jihyun kim character study, mental health issues, prose, read this if you want to cry

CW: unhealthy relationships (rika/v)

the mint was a weed • one-shot

TAGS: angst, spoilers for 707′s route, v is dead, flower imagery, hurt no comfort

it’s always you • one-shot

TAGS: soulmate au, slow dancing, fluff, mutual pining, drinking, drunken kissing, nothing explicit happens

to the night’s end • one-shot

TAGS: unrequited pining, that eventually get requited at the end, angst, canon-divergence, childhood flashbacks, happy ending

*susurrus • one-shot

SUMMARY: “v shows up at jumin's door at some inappropriate time of night to show up at a person's door. after jumin blinks the sleep out of his eyes, v confesses the real reason he came.”

TAGS: hurt/comfort, angst, bittersweet fluff, late night conversations, longing

redamancy • one-shot

SUMMARY: “two years after the end of jaehee's route, when v surrendered himself to mint eye, jumin finally finds him again.”

TAGS: angst, hurt/comfort, reunion, rescue, happy ending

CW: mentions of past abuse and torture, depictions of blood

it might have been • one-shot

SUMMARY: “v asks jumin to meet him for the first time in a while. the topic turns to v's eyes, and jumin tries to make sense of his feelings toward v and the way love affects people.”

TAGS: possibly unrequited love, angst, hurt/comfort, friendship

*sparsile • one-shot

SUMMARY: “chairman han's latest girlfriend insists that he bring jumin to a party. jumin finally agrees on the condition that he can invite v and rika along. being there with his friends leads to complicated feelings arising in jumin that he doesn't know how to explain.”

TAGS: unrequited love, angst, jealousy, hurt no comfort, dancing, an exploration of the concept of compulsive heterosexuality

CW: harassment, anxiety

we’re not out of the tunnel (i bet you though there’s an end) • one-shot

TAGS: angst with a happy ending, friends to lovers, confessions, first kiss

CW: alcoholic abuse, emotional abuse, mild gore (blood and injury), domestic violence

*sunglasses for the moonshine • one-shot

SUMMARY: “jumin and v have kissed more times than best friends should. or: 5 times jumin kissed v and the 1 time v kissed him.”

TAGS: 5+1, childhood flashbacks, fluff, friends to lovers, mutual pining, confessions

CW: implied domestic violence

wine and sunlight • one-shot

SUMMARY: “jumin invited v over to his house to drink wine and catch up. he realizes that his feelings toward his childhood friend are turning into something more.”

TAGS: drinking, first kiss, post-canon fix-it, fluff, gentle kissing

CW: mentions of suicide

*like the sun in the sky • one-shot

SUMMARY: “v encourages jumin to forget about his father and just follow his heart.”

TAGS: childhood flashback, fluff, first kiss, unrequited love, angst

eleven days • one-shot

SUMMARY: “v dies every eleven days and tries to break the cycle.” reset theory, but instead of 707, it’s v.

TAGS: reset theory, angst, death, sharing a bed, fluff, happy ending

sense • one-shot

SUMMARY: “v turns up at c&r to surprise jumin one evening.”

TAGS: prose, fluff, angst, post-secret ending, v survives, established relationship

block out the sun • one-shot

SUMMARY: “because, jumin,” v said with a sweet smile, looking up at the glow around the clouds that had made their way in front of the sun. “the day i go blind will be the day i die.”

TAGS: angst, open ending

CW: v has suicidal thoughts in this fic

*garden • one-shot

SUMMARY: “he has so, so many regrets, and it’s far too late for love.”

TAGS: mutual pining, drunken kisses, confessions, hurt no comfort, angst, regret, sad ending

*awake • one-shot

TAGS: so much fluff, established relationship, cuddling, kisses, they’re soulmates your honor

grateful • one-shot

TAGS: spoilers for secret ending, canon divergence, v survives, reunion, first kiss, happy ending

the wind that carries the rain • one-shot

TAGS: first kiss, kissing in the rain, confessions, hurt/comfort, healing, au where rika is dead

remind me how to forget • one-shot

TAGS: friendship, hurt/comfort, kisses, implied sex but nothing explicit happens in the fic

begonias • one-shot

TAGS: jumin finds out about v’s blindness, angst, hurt no comfort, argument

*terrible things • one-shot

TAGS: angst, one-sided pining, hurt no comfort, background rika/v

something more • one-shot

SUMMARY: “he'd always thought v was beautiful, but seeing him like this, all worry and stress gone from his expression, his chest slowly rising and falling with deep breaths, the sound filling the otherwise silent room, was almost... ethereal.”

TAGS: soft, fluff, domestic bliss, just jumin admiring his husband

sweet dreams • one-shot

TAGS: lying in bed, talking, fluff, nostalgia about childhood

the wedding is tomorrow • one-shot

TAGS: poetry, wedding, happy juminv!!

*ghosts & robots • one-shot

TAGS: mourning, grief, v is dead, angst, read this if you want to cry

sunflowers • one-shot

TAGS: blind v, fluff, established relationship, v being happy

*death’s miracle • one-shot

TAGS: angst with a happy ending, mutual pining, first kiss, canon divergence, reunions, healing, flashbacks

CW: mentions of abuse

*let me tell you a story about love • one-shot

SUMMARY: a story about the morning routines of jumin and jihyun.

TAGS: post-canon, established relationship, domestic bliss, fluff

*words can’t describe it • one-shot

SUMMARY: “v appreciated jumin on a deeper level than just trust and respect. he wasn’t sure if there was a word for it, he just felt...connected to jumin, like an invisible string tethered the two of them and granted each other access into the other’s deepest, darkest, most innermost thoughts.”

TAGS: character study, post-canon, confessions, yearning, rough kissing, porn with feelings

CW: there is some smut in this fic so be warned! (no oral sex, mostly just dry humping lmao??)

winter mornings • one-shot

TAGS: college au, fluff, established relationship, morning routines

[iselpehache]

Here’s chapter 26 of Does this fic is fluffy?, my Jumin Han fic! Look forward to the next one, I’m planning big thinks for it and I can’t wait to release it skldahfoigfkln

For more chapters, here’s my Masterpost. Also, if you’re interested in reading some more of my works, here’s my newest fic. It’s a soulmate AU and more of our beloved Mystic Messenger characters get their turn on the spotlight, not just my dear Jumin <3

[boo-amour-rycbar]

Yooseven Fan Fict Part 1

It wasn’t supposed to be so angsty!!!

Part Two will be Seven’s POV and more fluff

The Red Haired Boy I wanted to see

YooSeven Fanfic

Part One Yoosung’s POV

My Graduation Day is finally here. And I feel comfortable about where I’m going. Jumin and Jaehee are letting me intern at their company for a while, and I have some other odd jobs I can pick up to make ends meet. But I can’t help finding myself wishing that Rika were still here. MC and the rest of the members make me feel happy. I finally feel like I can move on after Rika. I feel terrible about how I treated V though. But I’m confident that going forward, we can be friends. I’m so happy that they are all gonna be here. But I must admit. I read something in a chatroom that made me a little sad. Someone very special to me isn’t coming to my graduation.

Don’t get me wrong! I know that he would never have feelings for someone like me. I’m a guy after all, but more then that.. He’s amazing. His jokes, his smile, his voice.. They’re all captivating I guess. I used to think that he was some kind of fake religious freak. But recently, I’ve come to understand the real him.

Seven was someone else entirely, but the person that I have fallen for is Saeyoung. I remember the time he told me.

I was particularly down after my mom left, and he offered to have lunch with me. I was ecstatic that we could both get out of the house. He was his usual chipper self, but he seemed fidgety.

“Seven, is something wrong?”

He weakly smiled at me. “Yoosung cutie, I want to tell you something.”

I pouted with a blush on my face. “Don’t call me that.!”

“Haha, I’m sorry.”

“Hmmph. As long as you’re sorry… But go ahead. I wanna know what it is that you wanna tell me.”

He gasped at my tone of voice. Obvously he wasn’t expecting such a mature response. Truth be told, it was him that made me mature.

I was super jealous hearing about how MC got to learn how different he really was when they were staying at the apartment together. But I thanked God when she came out and said she was dating Jaehee.

“My Real name is Saeyoung.”

“Saeyoung?”

“Yeah.. I know that MC has already told everybody about the way I acted towards her. And I apologized but I find myself wanting to tell you face to face.”

“Huh..” I said nervously. “What do you mean?”

“Well, maybe I’ve turned Gay for you, meooow?” He smirked, poking my nose.

My face turned bright cherry red and I couldn’t look him in the eyes.

“Ya know… I like the real you.. Saeyoung.”

“Huh?”

I turned to face him, only being able to focus on his lips.

“I like the real you. If Seven isn’t the real full you, then I don’t care about him. I want to know all of you. Even the deepest darkest parts, hidden within Saeyoung.”

And he cried. And I hugged him. That’s when I started to question my feelings for him.

I asked Jaehee how she knew that she was bisexual.

She told me it was because she needed to rationalize her feelings for Zen’s beauty, and her love for MC.

For me, I needed to recognize my complex feelings for Saeyoung.

I shouldn’t be feeling this way I guess. Here I am in my robe, about to leave in preparation. Before I go, I’ll leave Seven a message.

“Hey, Seven.. I can’t say this to you in person so I’ll say it here.”

“Thank You so much for being by my side. And I’m glad to have met you. I umm…. I care about you a lot, okay? Stay Safe. ~Cutie Yoosung”

[cutiesaeran]

Do you have any yooseven or yooran fic recs? I’ve already read all of your fics and ely’s (I know their username is different now but I forgot!) fics and I’m starving

Ah, sorry it took me a few days, but here we go! Taking out Ely’s (bortzy) drastically cut my Yooran recs down, haha. For anyone who hasn’t read their amazing Yoorans, visit their AO3 here! My AO3 is here, and I have a little of both.

Anyway, here’s the completed fics I love!

Yooseven:

Devil in the Rosebush by VoidGhost (Hanahaki AU)

Distant by JustWriting (angst)

Eyes Only For You by Mincapella (fluff)

the shine of rain adorning a celestial being by sublime_hyacinth (angsty fluff?)

i’ll follow you by SupermanYoosung (angst)

Watch Him Shiver, Watch Him Shake by rixsig-writes (smut)

Flustered Questions by Scummy (smut)

Breaking the Rules by Mercurians (fluff)

Take What You Want by Mercurians (fluff)

In Your Clothes by the_rain_shall_fall (fluff and smut)

Happy Halloween! by the_rain_shall_fall (fluff)

Will Fetch For Chips by Sidoh (…kinky?)

Cured by Sidoh (fluff)

You’re So Sober by CannibalKats (multichap)

Coming clean by CannibalKats (…angst?)

Almost by CannibalKats (smut)

#heart.saeyoung {border: 10px;} by Blackprose (multichap)

Is Close the Closest Star? by Blackprose (fluff)

It’s a cruel world, but it’s cool. by Mercurians (multichap)

The Turn of Seasons by argonautic (fluff)

Innocent Surprises by Stardust Macaron (smut)

Yooran:

It’s not lucky to be loved by Blackprose (multichap)

Edge of a Blade by Blackprose (bad end multichap)

Sometimes Quiet is Violent by Blackprose (angst)

Catalyst by CannibalKats (multichap)

What His Heart Wants by Mercurians (pining/fluff)

lately you’re the only human i believe in by Mercurians (multichap)

Everything You Could Want by Mercurians (fluff/smut)

My Blessing by Mercurians (Seven’s POV)

To Be Loved by longcat (pining, fluff)

Dumpster Diving by 6am

Falling Star, Shooting Star by Scriberat

Rising Tide, Crashing Sea by Scriberat

My Hand is Offered (But Will You Take It?) by Tsukithewolf

[graymalkyn]

When your current boyfriend mentions the one you never got over.

MC right now, wondering if she should ship V x Yoosung or Yoosung x 707:

[hungarianmudkip69]

I think people ship Flyoming because it's a pair the spares thing, and they were teamed up a lot during the Freelancer Saga. Also, they have sorta similar skillsets in information. Mainewash is because the pair seemed to work well together during Reconstruction, and it seemed like they were friends then and during the Freelancer Flashbacks. And, Wash can understand Maine/Meta's growling. Also the angst potential. I dunno, also no idea what Yooseven is so I can't help you there. :^)

That post was... over a year ago I think, but thanks for your perspective anyways! makes sense

and yooseven is yoosung/seven in mystic messenger

[88tchdee]

I'm writing too many fics like I have one weird one where I give MC a crazy bg story/family life like all the rest of the characters, a yoozen one based off the day 10 phonecall on 7's route, a jumin/seven one, a jumin/Zen one, a Zen/seven one, and like 2 yooseven ones plus a seven angst one OH AND AN ANGST ONE WHERE I MAKE YOOSUNGS GOOD END A BAD END SNDBSB ansbhsjs and I wanna write more like so help me LORD I need to calm down I just started playing this game in November shdgsh

[bulletproofscales]

masterlist

bts

* sfw one shot masterlist 

* nsfw one shot masterlist

* chaptered beauties

self-control (11/11 chapters - ot7- jungkook centric- everyone but jungkook is fat- established ot6- feedee bts- sub jungkook - tuffing - burping -  tw: mentions of inmobility , body odor )

my door is always open 11/11 (jikook , coraline au , feedee jungkook , rapid wg , cheating , abusive relationship , noncon , manipulation , hypnotization , feminization , gender dysphoria , gender discomfort , body dismorphia , sex slavery , angst with happy ending)

get used to the fuse ( 14/14 namjoon centric , ot7 , weight gain , pervert namjoon , each chapter tagged individually)

* challenges

kinktober 2022!! (masterlist , every chapter tagged individually , feederism , ocassional noncon, pwp )

fem boy febuary 2023!! (masterlist, every day is tagged individually, every bts as a fem boy , d/s )

monster fucking march 2023!! (masterlist , every day is tagged inidivually , unfinished)

august heat 2023!! (masterlist , everyday is tagged individually , omegaverse )

mystic messenger

sfw

work before boyfriend? in this ecoomy? (yooseven - chubby seven - stuffing)

fast food (mcxjumin - chubby jumin - public place-ish)

nsfw

paybacks (yooseven - chubby yoosung- mouring - hurt/comfort - body worship)

voltron

sfw

Garla syntomps (ot3 - klunk - rapid weight gain - force feeding - light angst)

yuri on ice

sfw

until we meet again (otayrui - chubby yurio - long distance relationship - very soft)

who’s playing santa? (victuri - both of them are chubby - popping buttons)

nsfw

accidentally fat (victuri - chubby victor - shower sex)

harry potter

sfw

easy to win (drarry - chubby harry - enemies, to friends, to lovers)

nsfw

not like other aniversaries (astoriaxdraco - chubby draco - kink discovery - hurt/comfort)

haikyuu

sfw

friday stuffings (hinata centric - chubby hinata - public space)

freshmen 15 in highschool senior uniform (thrid years weight gain , public space, ripping clothes) 

nsfw

friday stuffings pt 2 (kagehina, aged up characters, public space, chubby hianata feeder kageyama, sexual tension)

you’re not wakatoshi (ushiten - non feederism - sub/dom - drabble)

simon snow saga

nsfw

loving you is easy (snowbaz , first times , anxiety attacks , ptsd , soft )

[bisexualray]

Yooseven Week - Day 6

Future | Good/Bad End

Bad Ending

Note: This is a bad ending to precede day 7′s good ending, and this doesn’t follow the timeline! Lots of angst, breaking up, and a painful marriage proposal. One of the most beautifully upsetting endings I’ve ever written.

Warning: Like day 4, suggestive themes, but nothing bad!

Pairing: Yoosung/707

Word Count: 2k+

ao3 | masterpost

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@yoo7week

Saeyoung could feel the familiarity in the scenery, laying under a canvas painted with darkness and the sea of stars cascading across the sky, the cool breeze of midnight summer grazing his skin. But there was an unfamiliarity, the annoying wet grass from the day’s rainfall soaking his clothes. He pulled Yoosung against his chest, a striking, fearsome dissatisfaction hitting him as the question fell out of his mouth.

“Will you marry me?”

Exacerbate.

Saeyoung had made mistake after mistake and it all came rushing back to him in the worst possible moment.

He felt a sharp, stabbing pain in his chest, heart beating faster and faster in another unfamiliarity at the way Yoosung tensed up in his arms and pulled away from him to sit up straight, hands covering his face, rubbing his temples. Aggravation, obvious to Saeyoung.

Fuck!

Regret came instantaneously, growing and growing and growing with each passing second he let the question linger in the air, and Saeyoung was falling down a bottomless pit, down into nothingness, the deepest depths of his mind.

“Saeyoung, I—”

“Please.”

“I’m—”

“Please.”

He was throwing a rope to the top of the pit, hoping someone, something, anything, would catch it, pull him up, and let him climb to the surface, to safety, to his right mind. A completely and hopelessly futile attempt, and with each throw, he only fell faster, deeper, never-ending.

Saeyoung lifted his back off the grass and sat up in desperation.

“Yoosung.”

He put his arms around Yoosung again, who shook underneath his touch, letting out an uneasy breath and wiped his eyes before moving his hands away from his face, tears falling onto Saeyoung’s shirt as he rested his head on his shoulder.

“I love you.” A yearning, pleading tone to his voice. “I want to marry you.”

Yoosung gave no response.

What he did give was five seconds of silence that was enough for a tiny, useless spark of hope to alight in Saeyoung, five seconds for him to believe that maybe, just maybe—

“I can’t.”

The flame went out.

Yoosung pulled himself forward and out of Saeyoung’s grasp, hugging his knees, the sentence striking Saeyoung and leaving him immobile, and to his desperate pleas, his thoughts shifted.

Saeyoung’s mind was running in a tug-of-war between the half of him that regretted this, expected this reaction from Yoosung, and the idiotic impulsion, the half that had taken over and was still hopelessly in love with Yoosung, the half that made him ask that stupid fucking question, the half trying to convince the other that he could never crawl out of that hole.

God, he was in too deep. He wanted this, fuck, he wanted this, more than he’d ever wanted anything. He wanted to spend the rest of his life with Yoosung and wake up next to him every morning and—

Do I really want this?

“Do we really love each other?”

What?!

Saeyoung had made mistake after mistake and it all came rushing back to him in the worst possible moment.

No, stop, don’t say that, how could I not love him?!

Why did he ask that question if he didn’t love him?

He slouched his shoulders and ran a hand through his hair, exhaustion overcoming him, accompanied by annoyance and frustration, making him doubt himself and the flame of hope and the please, over and over again. He rethought every decision he’d made and re-evaluated every thought in his head.

“I don’t... I don’t know anymore, Saeyoung...”

Tears formed in his eyes and he wanted to scream, mostly at himself, after he threw away all his re-evaluations and doubts, one half of him once again taking over.

No.

No.

I love him.

I love him like all the stars in the sky.

Doubt. Doubt. Doubt.

Liar, liar, pants on fire.

“I don’t know either...”

Do I really love him?

“... but I want to love you.”

Silence came and stayed for a few seconds too long, enough time for Saeyoung to worry Yoosung truly didn’t love him the way he did, the way he tried to convince himself he did.

Yoosung turned to face him and leaned his head against his knees, hugging them tighter, letting out a sigh. Saeyoung waited, fearfully anticipating his response.

“I’m... scared.”

Yoosung’s voice was hesitant and he held back tears, tears that spilled into his voice and left it croaky. “I’m just confused, I- we- I used to- I don’t want to stop loving you.”

“You’re...?”

“I’m afraid b-because I don’t know if I... love you like I used to...”

Do I really—?

The thought struck Saeyoung again and he knew he was afraid of it, too, afraid of the time spent falling in love with Yoosung being left in the past, after always telling himself that Yoosung would be his present. It was terrifying, the way it entered his mind and stuck there and refused to leave, sending fear through Saeyoung whenever it made its presence known.

I love him.

“Then let’s keep loving each other like we used to.”

He needed to.

He was frightened at where he’d be if he didn’t, if he stopped loving Yoosung after all this time, a horrible, horrible possibility coming to his mind that he immediately pushed back into, hopefully, nonexistence.

He held his gaze, eyes never leaving Yoosung’s, and watched as he let go of his legs and reached up to wipe his eyes, nodding his head, voice pleading and desperate.

“I really want to k-kiss you right now.”

I want this, I need this—

He closed his eyes. Breathed in. Breathed out. Opened them again.

“Do it, please.” He tried not to let his voice tremble, though tears formed in his eyes and it was almost painful to hold them back. “Kiss me.”

Without hesitation, two hands cupped Saeyoung’s face, and he leaned toward Yoosung on instinct, meeting him in the middle. He expected a wave of satisfaction to overcome him when they kissed, but his stomach turned in annoyance, and something, some unknown aspect of the kiss, felt wrong.

Their lips parted for just a second, and Saeyoung caught his breath, telling himself that he needed this, returning eagerly for the next kiss.

They stayed under the stars for not too long after, and with each kiss that didn’t sit right, he better understood the change in them, and the annoyance that left a hole in his heart from the way their kisses felt.

/

Empty.

Devoid of any emotion they’d felt before, what used to be.

Saeyoung rued the day his kisses with Yoosung became empty.

In desperation he tried to invoke those same feelings from kissing Yoosung before.

His breathing was heavy and his hands were moving on their own, pushing and pulling against Yoosung as he sat in his lap, tugging at Saeyoung’s hair. They’d run back to Saeyoung’s apartment, a small lamp in the bedroom their only illumination, the bed sinking slightly beneath them.

Pathetic passion did nothing against the emptiness, and it was different, in the worst way, as if he could be kissing any other person.

I love him.

I love him.

I love him.

I want to marry him.

He’d convinced himself, convinced himself, done nothing but convince himself for so long, and there’d been no effort to it, but now he repeated and repeated the words in his head to push back the doubts.

Empty.

But when he pushed closer to Yoosung, a new, pulsating feeling hit him, filling the emptiness and oh my god, that feeling was different, in the best way.

It took over him every time he grasped Yoosung’s waist and pulled him forward, deepening their kiss, moving in their own rhythm. Yoosung broke the kiss and gasped for air, letting out a groan before returning.

Saeyoung’s heart banged against his chest, the new feeling sending straight to his brain, exhilaration overcoming him, his stomach flipping.

An intense, nauseating feeling, almost painful, flowing through him and the space between them, the air growing heavy as his body pushed against Yoosung’s with another pull forward, another intoxicating smack of lips, another wave of the new emotion.

Another sense of lacking of the old ones.

But Saeyoung was eagerly digging a hole into the ground, throwing dirt into the endless pit, the satisfaction hitting him in this new feeling. Though the hole could never be filled: a bottomless pit will go down and down until the end of time, making the filling useless.

And so the pit stayed, a void of nothingness.

Saeyoung hated that void.

He kept trying to fill it, no matter how futile it may be, drunk on the satisfaction, high on the new, false feeling that the hole was a little more filled, a little less empty, capable of being saved, with each throw of dirt.

His mind was drowning in an ocean of that feeling, falling deeper with every touch, every movement.

Saeyoung loved that feeling.

He loved to tell himself that the void was filled, the pit was finite, the abyss was savable, and the new feeling, the burst of ecstasy was love, love, love, I love him, I love him, please, god, please-

The current came and carried him to deep sea, his reaction coming in a broken gasp against Yoosung’s lips, a grunt of his name. Amid the hot water of the sea, fuck, his body was on fire, and Yoosung’s hands moving from his hair to pull at his shirt only fanned the flame.

“God, Yoosung...”

I love him.

But the feeling that overcame him when his shirt was over his head and onto the floor was still a desperate product of their attempts to awaken the feelings they’d felt before.

No.

I love him.

Denial. Denial. Denial.

I love him.

He repeated and repeated and repeated the same three words, playing in his head like a broken record, as Yoosung pushed him onto the bed, laying his back on the comforter. He sucked in a breath before Yoosung leaned over him to kiss him again, pushing closer, on top of him.

The feeling struck him again, and his mind was sent into a state of such euphoria that for a moment his convincing was needless, and all he could think about was Yoosung’s kisses moving from his lips to his neck to his chest.

Yoosung pinned Saeyoung’s arms onto the bed as he kissed a heated trail down his chest, the barrier of humidity between them leaving Saeyoung breathlessly panting Yoosung’s name, heartbeat growing quicker and quicker, the new feeling erupting, exploding, flowing through Saeyoung.

His mind screamed that this, the explosion of the best feeling he’d ever experienced, was what he’d felt with Yoosung before, and he basked in the glory his head gave him that he was finally able to bring it back.

He loved Yoosung. He never wanted to stop loving Yoosung.

He flew in the air, floated in the emotion, for as long as he could, before his mind settled down, falling from his great height.

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The heat from the sheets and blankets of the bed prickled at his skin, covered in a thin layer of sweat that bugged him whenever he thought about it, Yoosung’s weight pressed against his chest growing more and more annoying with each second that passed. He wouldn’t be able to fall asleep like this.

Yoosung’s arm draped over his chest and his skin was burning at their touch. He felt Yoosung shift his position every few seconds, and his arms wrapped around him, uncomfortably laying with him after his fall from the euphoria.

“We’re so fucking stupid, Yoosung.”

No matter how many times he tried to throw a rope to the top of the pit, fill it, anything: he’d always end up back in this same position, falling down and down into nothing.

“I feel- god, I feel so selfish...”

He realized the uselessness behind trying to stop his fall, fill the pit, the thought of succeeding at it so appealing to him that he’d kept up his attempts.

“I’m sorry.”

“Saeyoung.”

A soft whisper from Yoosung, and a coldness hit his skin as he shifted again, out of Saeyoung’s arms, rolling to the side for his head to fall onto a pillow, hands covering his eyes.

“I’m the one who should feel selfish right now.”

“No, I wanted us to—”

“Keep loving each other like we used to.” Yoosung’s hands fell from his face and onto the covers. “I wanted that too, Saeyoung, p-please don’t blame yourself.”

Saeyoung was silent.

“This is just... so... unhealthy.” Yoosung’s words replayed in Saeyoung’s head when he spoke, never turning to look each other in the eye. “I w-want to love you, I really do, but- but I don’t know if I- if I can anymore...”

Saeyoung almost didn’t recognize the words when they came back to his mind.

I love him.

I love you, I love you, I still love you—

They failed to make it past his lips, and for that reason he felt like crying.

He never thought he’d see the day he couldn’t tell Yoosung he loved him.

“... we can’t just force this thing, Saeyoung, y-you don’t deserve to be loved like that. It’s fake.”

Fake.

Even if Saeyoung could say it, tell him he loved him, he couldn’t say it a million times for him to believe it was true.

This was it, the fall from the high burst of the new feeling that suddenly seemed so dead to him, leaving him worn out and wondering if it was worth it that he even tried.

I don’t love him.

“B-but I don’t want to let you go.”

“... I wish it wasn’t like this, Saeyoung, I just- I d-don’t want to leave you either.”

But the coldness that had hit Saeyoung was still on his skin, on the bed, everywhere he could feel, from the distance between him and Yoosung, and the words that hid in his mind, behind his lips, prompted new words to fall out.

“I hate that this is what’s best for the both of us.”

He let the words float in the air for a second before shifting to lay on his side, reaching out to turn off the lamp on the nightstand and wondered where he’d thrown his glasses, dismissing that thought and any other as he closed his eyes. “You can stay here tonight.”

“Saeyoung—”

“Go to sleep.”

“I miss you.”

He said nothing.

The coldness grew.

He heard sheets shifting before settling, the room quiet and still, and it was as if he was sleeping alone.

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He reconsidered his possibility.

He didn’t know when he started to fall out of love with Yoosung, but that night, after all his attempts to diminish it, was when he realized.

Of course, he couldn’t control his feelings.

707 had made mistake after mistake and it all came rushing back to him in the worst possible moment.

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Sea Stars- Chapter 10

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We rushed to Seven’s house and knocked on the door, which talked to us as usual, which made us scream at it (as usual) until Seven finally opened it. He looked tired, bags and dark circles under his eyes, and quite pale.

“You stood all night up again?” Yoosung asked.

“Hi,” he replied in a tired tone.

I dragged him inside and put him to bed with Yoosung’s help as he complained, but didn’t really fight against us. He put his face against the pillow and I chuckled at his childish behaviour. Yoosung went to the kitchen and prepared some healthy food as I stood with Seven, caressing his red locks.

“Go with Yoosung and help him,” he asked.

“I don’t want to.”

He snorted. He seemed too tired to hide his mood.

Yoosung came back after a while with a tray with some soup which we made Seven eat. He reluctantly finished it and when he did we carried out what Yeileen told us. Yoosung shyly hugged Seven from his right and I did so from his left, both of us kissing his cheeks until he stopped fighting us, and that’s when I noticed he was actually completely flustered. I couldn’t help but laughing at his cuteness.

“Stop!” he exclaimed. “You’ve just awakened the Tickling monster!”

“Noo!” we exclaimed as he tickled us.

We ended up on his bed, exhausted from the war of tickles, and were falling asleep when I felt Seven sitting up and sighing. I touched Yoosung’s shoulder and pointed at him when I got his attention. I whispered in Yoosung’s ear that he should talk to him, since Yoosung had known him longer than I, and I went to the toilet. When I came back to the room, Seven and Yoosung were hugging and I saw Seven sobbing on Yoosung’s shoulder. I sprinted to the bed and hugged him too, Yoosung started to cry as well, and Seven moved to embrace me as well.

“I know Yeileen has told you to come to me, but there’s no need, really,” Seven said after calming down. “Just go home and forget about me.”

“Don’t be silly,” Yoosung said, embracing him again.

I kissed his cheek and the corner of his mouth, blushing and making him startle. Seven moved to look at me, puzzled, I caressed the light blush of his cheek. Yoosung soon enough felt the need to call our attention again and kissed Seven’s cheek again. Seven was flustered and shocked, so he let us continue. I kissed his neck as Yoosung kept giving him small kisses on his cheeks and I finally spoke up.

“Seven, why were you crying?”

He hesitated and I kissed his cheek.

“Because I want something I can’t have.”

“W-what is it?” Yoosung asked and imitated my gesture.

“I may lose two friends if I said so.”

I kissed his two cheeks, his nose and finally his lips, making him widen his eyes in surprise. I looked at Yoosung, who was still unsure, blushing like crazy.

“W-who are those friends?” poor Yoosung was at the verge of tears, fearing a rejection.

“Kiss him,” I whispered in Seven’s ear.

Too shocked to complain, Seven leaned closer to Yoosung, putting his hand on his cheek and kissing him softly on his lips. I think that was the most beautiful sight I had ever seen. They looked at each other in silence and I kissed Yoosung’s lips and then Seven’s again. Soon enough, our kisses became more confident and passionate, Yoosung and I making always sure Seven got all the attention and didn’t feel rejected.

I sat on Seven’s lap as I kissed him, caressing his tongue with mine as Yoosung kissed his neck from behind, holding my hand in his. Things became hotter and Seven was still reflecting insecurity in his kisses and moves, so I moved back even though it was almost painful and looked at Yoosung to indicate him to stop. Seven moved further away from us and gave us a worried look that broke my heart. Yoosung embraced him and we told him all we had been talking about in our way there.

He looked at us with a mixture of disbelief and hope in his eyes. There was also some kind of fear and pain, and Yoosung and I didn’t know what to say.

“I’m a secret agent,” he said. “I’m dangerous and I’m not good enough for you two. You should stay together and forget about me and be happy.”

My heart ached at those words and Yoosung and I embraced him at the same time, he crying and I reassuring him that it would be alright.

He let us stay the night, but wanted to make us sleep in the guests’ room. Of course, Yoosung and I went out in the middle of the night and got to Seven’s bed, where we drowned him in kisses, hugs and words of love. I woke up the next morning to find myself alone in the bed and when I went out to the kitchen, from which a delicious smell came, I found Yoosung hugging Seven from behind as he gave him some instructions to prepare breakfast.

“Good morning,” I rubbed my eyes.

“No!!” they exclaimed at the same time.

“Go back to bed!” Yoosung urged me, pushing me and kissing my cheek when he let me puzzled on the bed again.

After a while, Seven and Yoosung came back with a tray full of pancakes, fruits and chocolate and my eyes sparkled at the sight.

“Good morning!” they said.

I couldn’t, or wanted, to repress the big smile on my face. They had been so cute as to make me breakfast and bring it to bed for me. I tried some and it was delicious, and so I said. I gave Yoosung a small kiss to thank him and was going to give another one to Seven, but he looked away from me with a sad smile.

“Luciel Choi, if you won’t let me kiss you, I’ll go back with the sea and live with the oysters.”

He snorted, but Yoosung took it a bit too seriously and started to beg Seven to kiss me, on the verge of tears. He finally looked at me and I kissed his lips, smiling. Yoosung kissed him too.

“Well, enough, you two,” he suddenly said. “After breakfast, you’re going to go back to Yoosung’s and forget about all this.”

“But we love you!” Yoosung complained. I just continued eating my pancakes, knowing he was not as determined as he wanted to make us believe.

“Just because you think you lo...”

“We love you!” he interrupted him.

“So you...”

“We do!!”

Seven sat on the floor, giving his back to us. Yoosung started sobbing. I embraced him and looked at Seven, who was looking at us from the corner of his eyes. Our eyes met and he looked away, glancing back at us just a second later. Yoosung continued crying on my shoulder.

“Hey, don’t be so sad,” he said, but Yoosung didn’t answer.

“I’m not sad, I’m super angry,” he managed to say between sobs.

Seven sighed.

“Well, you can stay... until lunch.”

“Hug me,” Yoosung begged.

Seven complied.

We got to convince him that we really loved him and were not going to leave him alone and he finally acknowledged he loved us too. His hard and cold façade also fell quickly and became the loving little mess he always is. 

Eventually, Yoosung and I moved to Seven’s and soon established a routine. Seven and I would stay in bed until late, if Seven slept at all, and Yoosung would leave for school early. I would make Seven have a proper lunch with me and Yoosung came home afterwards. As he studied and Seven worked I liked reading, writing, listening to music, or hanging out with Zen, who would teach me to play the piano. I made dinner and Yoosung and Seven stood up until late studying and working. Some nights I stayed awake with them, caressing lazily Yoosung’s hair, or falling asleep on Seven’s lap. 

Some nights, Yoosung usually fell asleep studying and Seven carried him to bed, giving me a smile of complicity as we both contemplated the blonde angel sleeping. During the weekends, Yoosung finally had some time to stay in bed until late, poor boy, and Seven and I made him breakfast, and quite a mess in the kitchen, which he had to make us clean afterwards threatening us to call Vanderwood if we didn’t. We liked to drag Seven to some dates and when he didn’t let us after we had pouted, whined and begged, Yoosung and I went on our own. That was also quite fun and we would buy something that reminded us of Seven in the way. I liked falling asleep between them and see their hands intertwined. Before closing my eyes, I still remember the time I lived under the sea, surrounded by water and desire for the world above. Now I live there, surrounded by love.

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Mint eye infiltration part 2 and some good yooseven development. 

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MYSTIC MESSENGER FIC RECS ★ YOORAN ★ #9

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NOTE: these are fic recs for the ship yoosung kim/saeran choi.

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mysterious clues • one-shot

SUMMARY: “saeran decides that he wants to ask yoosung out after pining for way too long. thankfully, everyone in the rfa is there to help him with his plan.”

TAGS: rfa being supportive, mutual pining, awkward saeran, confessions

i win • one-shot

SUMMARY: “yoosung always managed to make fluster saeran. it's about time things changed.”

TAGS: fluff, they’re both dorks, established relationship

*celestial • one-shot

SUMMARY: “yoosung doesn't know a lot about saeran, but he thinks he would like to.”

TAGS: can be interpreted as romantic or platonic yooran, stargazing, takes place at a rfa party, post-canon, fluff, first meeting, light angst

hopeful pining • one-shot

TAGS: yooran first date, fluff, awkward saeran, flustered yoosung, they’re dorks i love them, humor

*sunflower • one-shot

SUMMARY: “after saeran and yoosung become lovers, ray decides he wants to properly meet yoosung. he sets up a picnic in his garden and fluff ensues when the blonde enters. or: ray learns about healthy love and the personalities learn to accept each other and share love rather than find jealousy. (we stan a healthy mental state!)”

TAGS: fluff, picnic, established relationship, flowers, literally so wholesome

affection • one-shot

TAGS: fluff, humor, awkward first kiss, super cute

a change of mind • one-shot

SUMMARY: “saeran doesn't understand the concept of marriage, until he witnesses one.”

TAGS: fluff, established relationship, weddings, background 707/mc

*start again • one-shot

TAGS: yooran unrequited love, established yoosung/mc, implied unrequited 707/mc, angst, spiraling, yearning

NOTES: pain. just pain

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