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IDK You Yet (707 x Fem! Reader)

hi! so, i really love mystic messenger so I decided to write one about my favorite hacker Luciel Choi/707. Hope y'all enjoy it!!

Warning: There might be spoilers!! I repeat! THERE WILL BE SPOILERS!   ~~~~~~~~~~

707's P.O.V

I sat in my room, eating Honey Buddha Chips with PhD Pepper while looking at my PC. I'm currently watching the CCTV Y/n is at. I keep looking every 2.35 seconds to see if she left or anyone came in. I know that's weird but I can't help it. I have a really bad feeling about what's going on right now.

The hacker that sent Y/n to Rika's apartment sent emails to RFA members, my work hasn't been done and Ms. Vanderwood keeps bugging me about how my house is so messy. Plus...I can't focus because of Y/n.

I can't stop thinking about her. Everyone in the RFA are saying that we have feelings for each other which I keep denying it. I mean, I'm not really sure if I like her. Sure, I keep looking at the CCTV to see her face, keep waiting for her call just to hear her sweet, calming voice. Or how every time I try to code something I end up writing her name instead. Or how whenever we talk in the chatroom or on the phone, I feel happy and start to lose focus because I keep thinking about what she's doing. Or how I don't want her to get hurt because of me. Or how I made a robot dog that blows fire from it's mouth just for her...

Okay, maybe there's some affection there but I can't be with her. My work is too dangerous. If she get's involved with me, she will be in danger. I don't want that happening specially if I'm the reason she's hurt. Nothing good is going to come out if we get together.

"Agent 707!" I hear Ms. Vanderwood's voice.

"Huh? What?" I asked.

"I've been calling you for 30 seconds. Your phone is ringing. It's your beloved Y/n." He rolled his eyes and continued cleaning my living room. I immediately grabbed my phone and answered.

"Hello? Y/n? What's wrong? Did something happen? Are you hurt?" I asked, worried. She chuckled. I feel myself blush because of how cute it sounded.

"Calm down, Luciel. I'm okay." She said. I sighed in relief and blushed more because she called me by my name and not Seven.

"Why did you call?" I asked, calming myself down yet my heart beats faster.

"Nothing I was bored...and I wanted to hear your voice." She said shyly. I blushed again.

"Ahh...my heart." I joked but it was the truth. She chuckled again.

"Tell me, are you looking at the CCTV camera?"

"Always...every-"

"3.25 seconds. Yeah, I know. I listen. Are you looking right now?"

"Yeah, why?" I asked, confused.

She didn't answer. I hear shuffling then a door unlocking. I looked at the camera to see a girl standing there. She had a jacket same as mine (the black and yellow one), white tank top on and black sweatpants. I imagined how she would look in my clothes. Ahh, so cute.

"Hi!" I hear her voice from the phone and her figure waving at the camera. "I know that you're working so hard right now to catch the hacker. I'm sorry that that's happening to you. If I hadn't join the RFA then you wouldn't be working at so many things right now."

"Don't be sorry." I kept staring at her pretty face. She looked sad. I hated it. "I'm glad you joined."

"I'm glad I did too." She sat down on the floor. "How was your day?"

"Better now that I see you're safe. How's yours?"

"Perfect now that I hear your voice."

"Have you eaten yet?"

"No, I ran out of food."

"You shouldn't skip meals, Y/n." I say in a warning tone. "It's bad for your health."

"I could say the same thing about you, Luciel. I bet you're eating Honey Buddha Chips right now with PhD Pepper." I see her smirk.

"You know me so well." I say lovingly.

"I want to tell you that I'm really proud of you for working your ass off. I know in the chatroom, you joke a lot but with your work and the message last night, I can tell that you're really stressed. I hope you get some rest or sleep tonight. I don't want you to get sick because I would be really sad." She pouted.

"Y/n..."

"Luciel, thank you for all your hard work." She smiled and did heart-finger. I smiled at the sight. "I can't see you right now but I can tell you're smiling."

"How are you so sure about that?"

"I don't know. I can just feel it. My seventh instinct, I guess you could say" She shrugged, then laughed at her own joke. I chuckled.

"You're a dork." I shook my head.

"You're the biggest dork. Also, I got this new jacket. You like it?"

"I do. It looks very cute on you."

"Really?" She stood up then gave me a twirl. She sat back down again with a smile. That distracting, pretty smile.

"You're making me lose focus." I say, in a slight rude tone. I didn't intend that.

"Oh, I'm sorry." She frowned. "Uhh, hope you catch the hacker soon so we can see each other and hang out. No pressure." She smiled then stood up. "I'm gonna go grocery shopping. Good luck! I'm rooting for you."

"I feel like I can do anything with you cheering for me."

"I'll call you tonight, okay? See you soon, Luciel!" She waved at the camera and walked away while ending the call. I sighed. I just had to push her away, did I?

"You pushed her away again." Ms. Vanderwood pointed out.

"I know." I laid my head back at the chair.

"Good. You know what will happen if she gets involved."

"I know, Ms. Vanderwood."

"I have a taser in my bag." He said for the fifth time today.

"Okay, Agent Vanderwood." I sighed again and put my head on the desk.

"I know you like her, Agent 707. But if boss finds out, she can get hurt. You'll be forced to have a new identity and possibly never see her again."

"I know."

I hear him sigh in defeat.

"Go finish the work boss needs then you can do RFA's work. I'll come back later. I'm going to get food."

"There's Honey-"

"Real food." He rolled his eyes and left my house. I sighed again.

I miss Y/n. But why? I barely know her. We've known each other for a week. For some reason, I want to hold her in my arms and never let her go. She's always on my mind. I need her but I don't even know her yet. I know basic stuff like her name, birthday, age, height, weight, etc. But I want to know more. Like, how she likes her coffee. Does she even drink coffee? What's her favorite color? What's her favorite movie? What would she look like with my cat onesie? Adorable, that's what.

A ring interrupted my thoughts. My ears perked up and I answered my ringing phone.

"Hello? Y/n?" I asked.

"Yes, God Seven." A male voice answered. I sighed in defeat.

"Hey, Zen." I said.

"Whoa, what's up with the sad tone? Are you okay?" He asked.

"Yeah, just tired from work." I rubbed my temple. "Anyways, why did you call?"

"Oh. I read the chatroom. It seems like you've been denying your feelings for Y/n."

"I'm not denying anything. She's a member of the RFA. That's only why I'm worried."

"Right." He said in a sarcastic tone. I rolled my eyes.

"Why do you care?" I said, again, in a rude manner.

"Whoa, no need to get worked up, buddy. I'm just teasing."

"You're right." I calmed myself down. "I'm sorry. I’m just really tired.”

"Don't be. Look, if you like Y/n, go for it. Because it seems to me that she liked you back. You have a chance. Don't waste it."

"I don't like her."

"Whatever you say, man. Everyone can see how you two like each other. I'm just trying to help."

"Thanks but no thanks. Don't you have to look at yourself in the mirror?" I tried to end the conversation.

"Oh, you're right. Thanks for reminding me." I rolled my eyes. "But think about what I said. Go for it, man. She really likes you."

"Bye, Zen." I ended the call. I grabbed a handful of my hair. "I want to go for it. But I don't want her to get hurt."

*** 6 hours later...

I was tracing the hacker again when my phone rang. I didn't answer, too busy working. A few seconds later, it rang again. I took a breath and answered.

"Agent 707, at your service." I say in my usual cheerful voice.

"God Seven!" Y/n's beautiful voice rang from the other side of the device. "How are you this fine evening?"

"Amazing. How is my Y/n doing?" I smiled, leaning back on my chair, forgetting my work.

"Your Y/n?" She said in a teasing tone.

"O-oh, did I say that?" My eyes widened. "I'm sorry, it just slipped out."

"Don't be sorry. I like that." She giggled.

"You do?" I asked.

"Yeah. Speaking of names. Can I guess your real name?"

"What?"

"Luciel is your baptismal name. I wanna know your real name."

"My baptismal name is just as important as my birth name so I don't think you need to find out. I'm fine with Luciel, Seven Zero Seven, God Seven or Defender of Justice 707."

"But I wanna call you by your real name. I wanna know the real you." She said. My heart skipped a beat.

"W-what do you think my real name is?" I gave in.

"Can you give me a hint first?"

"It starts with S and eight letters."

"Hmm. S and eight letters."

"I really doubt you would get it."

"Try me." She sounded determined.

"How bout we make it more fun."

"Oooh, what do you suggest?"

"If you get it right...I'll come visit you at Rika's apartment. As soon as you get it, I'm coming over." I'm only saying this because I know she won't get it.

"Really?" She said happily. "Is that a promise?"

"I promise. But, you only have three tries."

"Dang.."

"Good luck." I smiled.

"Sebastian?"

"Wrong. Two more tries, princess." I chuckled. "I mean, Y/n."

"Sang-cheol?"

"Wrong again. That's not even eight letters. One more." I smiled. "You're not gon-"

"Saeyoung."

"What?" My smile dropped.

"Saeyoung. Is your name Saeyoung Choi?"

"..." I stayed silent.

"Hello? Seven? Luciel? Are you still there?"

"I guess I'll see you in an hour, Y/n." I ended the call and got ready.

I'm meeting the woman that made me feel thing I've never felt before. I know the risk but I also know how to be careful. I can't believe this is happening.

Y/n's P.O.V

"I guess I'll see you in an hour, Y/n." Luciel said then ended the phone call. My eyes widened in realization.

"I guess I'll see you, Saeyoung Choi." I smiled and got dressed up.

I'm going to meet the man that has made me feel happy and giddy this past week. I'm going to meet my protector. I can't believe this is happening.

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The end!

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Happiest Years (Oikawa Tooru x Fem! Reader) ***********************

Y/n's P.O.V

"My wife. My beautiful, wonderful, extraordinary, wonderful, amazing, wife. I love you so much. I've never believed that anyone can be more perfect than me, yet here you are. On the bed, asleep with our beautiful 13 year-old daughter in your arms. Your soft little snores are so adorable. Your laugh, your smile, your eyes. Oh, those wonderful eyes. Those eyes I fell with all those years ago. When we met at the optometrist, summer of my last year in middle school. You were getting new contacts and I was getting glasses because I wanted to look cool and cute. When I saw those e/c that day, I knew that that was my new favorite thing to see. Your soft hair. How amazing it smells every time. Whenever you leave for work and I stay at home, I always smell the pillow you laid your head on because I miss your scent so much. That might be weird and I'm sorry but your shampoo honestly has the best smell. I love your smell. I love how your hands fit perfectly with mine. Our height difference is just perfect. I remember how you wouldn't give me your phone number when I asked for it. Instead, you gave me your address. I was so confused that day. Then you said, 'I wanna do it like the old days. No phone calls, no sending photos, no texts. If you really like me, then you're willing to write everyday. If not everyday at least once a week.' I thought 'Wow. She is the most interesting girl I've ever met. I think I'm in love'...Iwa-chan immediately liked you because you were not like the other girls that were chasing me. In fact, it was the opposite. I was the one chasing you.

Even when we weren't dating yet, you always supported me. In volleyball, school, even life itself. Everything. You didn't even like me back. I thought that my family or Iwa-chan or Makki or even Mattsun...I thought that they were the only important people in my life. If they're there, I'll be fine but I was wrong. I now realize that you are the one I needed. You always made my day just by breathing. I don't know where I would be without you.

I love how you would have random dance parties in the kitchen every morning. I love the way you laugh. I love your eyes. I could stare at them for hours and would not get bored of it. I love the way you hug me. You would wrap your hands around my sides and just tell me that I'm lucky to have you as my girlfriend. You're not wrong. I love it when we cuddle. I love it when you smile. I love it when you would watch alien documentaries with me. I love how you sing in the kitchen every morning. You're not the best at it but you never cared. Even my own parents loves you more than me. That's just how amazing you are.

We have our downs in the relationship, of course. The number one being, you, rejecting me when I asked you to marry me. I understand though. We just started college and we were young. Number two, you rejected me again when I asked. That one, I didn't understand because we had been dating for eight years and we lived together. But you just weren't ready yet. I was so attached to you, it almost felt toxic to be around you. I felt like, I can't breathe without you on my side. I can't eat, sleep, play, focus. You were like a medicine that I need to have everyday or else I will die. So, you rejecting me twice, really hurt me. Number three, this was probably the worst thing I have ever done to you...I...cheated on you. I know, I know it was a shitty thing to do and I'm not going to make an excuse for it. I'm going to own it.

We broke up.

Three years later, we got back together. When I asked you to marry me again, you finally said yes. That was the happiest day of my life. Words couldn't express my love for you. So, instead, I used action. *wink wink*

Ok, topic change. That was too much information. I'm sorry.

Birthdays were always the best when you're around. You would give me the most ridiculous gifts. I don't even know where you find them. Two years ago, you got me Rudolph plushie with Tobio-chan's head and an album of apples. Why? Till this day, I have no idea. But I love all of it. If it comes from you, then I'm happy with it.

If you're reading this, then it's our twenty-fifth wedding anniversary. Happy anniversary, Y/n. My lovely, Y/n. My queen. My everything.

This is a love letter, yes. Not a goodbye letter. And if you're reading this, then I'm probably gone.

My alzheimer might be getting worse.  So, the Oikawa Tooru you loved is probably gone. I'm writing the things I remember before all my memories go away. If you ever feel sad, or whenever present me is being mean to you, read this letter to cheer you up. I know it's not much but it's the most sentimental thing I could think of. I also thought it would be romantic since this is how we fell in love. Writing letters to each other for three years. My whole high school years were dedicated to you.

I will always love you, Oikawa Y/n

Never ever ever forget it. Unlike me, I've probably forgotten who you are. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to.

I hope you stay happy. I hope you keep loving me if I'm ever a dick to you. I love you so so so so so so so much!!! Kisses!!! Hugs!!! I love you!! Words can't express what those three words are to me. But I have to let you know, let you remember, that I love you!

Thank you for accepting me. Thank you for dealing with my weirdness. Thank you for supporting me. Thank you for the happiest years of my life. Thank you for the craziest rollercoaster I've ever been on. It's definitely my favorite one. Thank you for everything. Thank you for the years you've helped me through every damn thing life threw at me. Even if I'm gone, this letter will always be here. I will always be with you. This is proof that I actually loved someone else other than volleyball and myself. If you ever miss me, re-read this. Re-watch the videos that we've made. Say hi to Iwa-chan for me. I said it once and I'll say it more. I will always be here and I will always love you like how you loved me.

-From your perfect, flat husband, Oikawa Tooru❤️❤️"

"This was the last letter your husband  gave you." A young lady told me. She was crying for some reason.

"Hey, why are you crying?" I asked as I wipe her tears. "And what husband? I don't have a husband."

"You have a husband. His name is Oikawa Tooru. He was a volleyball player. The best setter and volleyball player ever. He didn't got to Shiratorizawa and he never went to nationals but that doesn't prove anything. He was still the best." She chuckled while wiping her tears away.

"Where is he now? I'd like to meet him. I must've scored a good one." I smiled.

"Oh, he's not here anymore. He died eight years ago."

"Oh, I'm sorry." Was what I could say. I don't really remember why I'm apologizing. "I  don't want to sound weird but you are very beautiful. I feel like I've seen you before." I say observing her. "What are your parent's names? Have I met them before?"

"My name is Oikawa Yua. You've met my parents. My father is Oikawa Tooru and my mother is Oikawa Y/n. They are both blessed with extreme beauty and strength." She smiled through her tears. "The best parents ever..."

"Oh, they must be wonderful parents. But I'm sorry. I don't think I've met them before. Their names don't ring a bell." I gave her another sympathetic smile. She didn't answer me. Instead she bursted into tears and kept calling me 'mom'. She looked really sad that, I too, started to cry...