choimatos b-day

anonymous asked:

how about MC couldn't get a present for the twins (probably because they didn't tell her it was their birthday), so MC puts on a bow and tell them she will be their gift? it's up to you if this is smutty or not?

Countdown to the Cake: 2

MC as a bithday gift


“Oh MC~~ you missed a spot!” Saeyoung points and smiles teasingly.

“Saeyoung, I’m tired, I’m hungry, my clothes are wet and I look like a mess. Don’t you think it’s enough?”

“MC… I’m kind enough to help you clean my babies in my birthday and that’s how you pay me? Oh… I guess people like me aren’t meant to have a happy birthday after all…” he says dramatically, you roll your eyes.

“You’re just taking advantage of me! I told you I was gonna be your gift, not your maid or…” oh no, you should not have used that word, you look at him and his eyes gleam mischievously.

“Yes, you’re right… and your clothes are all wet, maybe you should change? I might have some spare clothes for you…”

How did you end up here? Oh yeah…  it was this morning, you dropped by to grab the HBC bags he promised you and smelled something burning in the kitchen.

“Shit! My birthday cake!”

“Why were you doing birthday cake?”

“For my birthday, obviously!”

“Your birthday? When is your birthday, Saeyoung?”

“June 11th

“Do you mean today?” he nodded, then sighed in frustration, looking at the amount of black burnt dough. “Now what will I have for my birthday?”

You felt bad for him… “Well, you…  you can have me!” you stated, smiling nervously and hoping he wouldn’t take this in the wrong way… “I’ll be… you birthday gift! We can do whatever you want!”

When you said that, you were expecting he would want to hang out in the amusement park or in an arcade, how could you imagine he would want you to help him wash his cars? And how could you imagine he would turn into this sadistic evil little monster throwing water in you on purpose?

So now, here you are changing to a freaking maid costume, of course those would be the only spare clothes he would have for you! You just hope he doesn’t ask for nothing weird like speaking in a French accent or something like this.

“Come out, MC! I wanna see you…~” he smiles teasingly, but his smile fades away as you timidly step out of his room. “MC… you look…”

“Pathetic, I know.” Not what he was thinking of at all… oh god… you looked adorable and… sexy… and the tiara with a little bow on it made you really resemble a birthday gift.

He looks away, blushing. You look down, feeling ridiculous. Why this silence right now? You two never have a problem finding interests in common and subjects to talk about, the deepest and meaningful conversations or the silliest and weirderst ones, you two can always feel a true connection.

“Can we finish polishing the cars?” you ask, finally gathering some courage to look at him.

“Y-yeah, le-let’s do it…” he doesn’t look back at you.

The polishing is torture, he is trying to focus, but it’s impossible as you bent down in one of the cars to polish its hood, your skirt is so short! His hands works in circles, but only then he realizes there is no car, he is polishing the air, looking at you, his mouth ajar.

“I finished this one, Saeyoung, do you want some help?” he is still staring and doesn’t answer. “Saeyoung?” you look at him, curious.

“It’s good, MC… you did a great job… you look… great, you… are… great…” he gulps when you start walking towards him.

“I… am?” you tilt your head and smile. “Saeyoung?”


“Why didn’t you tell me it was your birthday before?”

“I… I don’t know. I’m just very used to spend this day alone. I… didn’t know if I could tell you, I still have these habits of not telling much about me to people I… like.” your heart flutter, is he trying to confess? Oh… You knew there was more behind this tease sadistic side of him.

“You could have told me. I would have known what to do for you.” You come really close, he can feel your breath against his face.

“I think you know exactly what you’re doing right now, MC.” He says, his eyes following your lips with lust.

“Only if you know what to do next.”

He smirks before attacking your lips, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you even closer. Your tongues dance together as you two trip in your own feet till the back of your knees meet the car’s hood, making you sit.

His tongue travels down you moth to your jaw, making you spread your legs to bring him closer as he kisses your neck, the hand which was holding you tight against him goes a little up, reaching for the zipper in the maid dress.

“H-Happy birthday, Saeyoung…”

“Oh, for the very fisrt time in a long time, it will be…” he says breathlessly, making you lie in the car’s hood as his body keeps pressed against yours.


Saeyoung was busy for the day and asked you to pick Saeran in the therapy. He usually would get back quieter than usual after the sessions. Although it concerned you and made you wonder if the therapy was really helping, you wouldn’t say anything in order to get him even more nervous.

“Hey, how was it?”

“Fine.” Yes, that’s what he usually says.

“Okay, wanna get some ice cream?”

“No, not today.” Oh… that was weird… he never turned down ice cream.

“Okay… so I’ll take you home.”

“I wanna go to your place.” He says, looking away, you can’t help feeling surprise. “What? Something wrong?”

“No, not at all. It’s just… you never want to go to my place without Saeyoung.”

“Today it’s different.” Then he looks at you, and even though you don’t know why, how can you say no?

You get home and tell him to make himself comfortable. He sits in the couch and starts messing with his phone.

“So, uhm… your therapist… how is she?”

“She’s okay, I guess. Why?”

“I don’t know, it’s just…  I don’t know much about her, that’s all.”

“She’s fine, she says some weird stuff sometimes, but I don’t hate her.” Wow, okay, so maybe he likes her, that’s good. “Do you have cupcakes? I want cupcakes.”

“I don’t, but… maybe I can try to make a few. Do you want to help me?”


You put on your apron and help him with his, he looks slightly embarrassed when you almost hug him as you tie a bow in the apron. You start working on making the cupcakes, and and now you are waiting to take it out of the oven.

“So… if you don’t mind me asking, why cupcakes? Why not ice cream?”

“She says I need to do different things in special days, so I can feel the difference and know what’s special and what’s not, some bullshit like that.” Some bullshit he’s listening to.

“Oh… so today is a special day, huh?” why could that be?

“Yeah, Saeyoung even got me a present. Though he’s always giving me presents, I don’t know what changes just because it’s our birthday. Can you put sprinkles in the frosting? Will you do some frosting?” you blink a couple of times, staring at him. “I guess not, then…”

“Saeran… today it’s your birthday?”

“Yeah. Why?”

“Oh, it’s just… I didn’t know.”

“Of course you didn’t, I didn’t tell you.” Well, yeah… that’s the point. You look really embarrassed, clearing your throat and avoiding his gaze. “What’s wrong?”

“I… nothing. I… am sorry, I didn’t know, I… didn’t get you anything. I thought this was just a regular day. I mean, I’ve been wondering when your birthday would be and what could I get you, but… I could never imagine it was today…”

“It’s fine. So, uhm… what did you think about getting me for a gift?”

“I… here’s the thing, I… couldn’t think of anything, so I was… wondering about offering myself as your gift. You know… going to anywhere you want to go, do what you would like to do for the day, stupid cheesy things that, now that I come to think of it, are awf…” he grabs your chin and makes you look at him.

“I’ll take it.” You blush, so does he. Now you wonder how long it’s gonna take for him to let you go and get all flustered and weird, but… he doesn’t. He keeps looking at you, and his face is getting closer, and closer… you close your eyes in anticipation and… the timer dings, indicating the baked cupcakes are ready.

You two get away from each other, both really embarrassed and giving these quick glances to each other. Well, maybe this is a sign to not make bold moves like that, he’s not ready for this kind of relationship.

You two start working on the frosting, he’s so focused and dedicated, it’s absolutely adorable. He looks at you, mimicking everything you do. It’s been like this in almost everything, he’s always looking up for you in order to act as normal as possible. Your eyes lock to his, and you’ll think t’s going to be one of those moments, but he starts chuckling, you look at him confused.

“It’s just… you have something in your face.” Oh yeah… there’s some frosting in your cheek, you didn’t bother to clean because you were trying to finish this. “Let me get that for you.” You think he’ll wipe it off with his fingers, but your breath hitches when he leans closer and licks it off your face. “Yummy” he says, smiling softly. Today really is a different day, huh?

You can see the other days here!

anonymous asked:

what if MC have met Seven before, but he was on a mission doing crossdressing? love eveything you write, babe <3

Countdown to the Cake : 9

The Lipstick



Ugh… these heels are killing him! Seven stretches his legs a little in the bathroom of the club, moving his toes to give them a little air after being trapped inside this shoe for almost 3 hours now. How do girls handle this?

To be honest, he didn’t really need to wear heels, maybe not even a dress. Who knows? Maybe his target would like a tomboy girl? Who happens to be a boy? And this boy happens to be a secret gent ready to seduce the guy in order to get some information about that new government project? Yeah, the outfit wasn’t really important, but… he looked so damn fine on it.

He checks himself in the mirror once more, running his fingers through the silky hair of the brunette wig. Hum, maybe it’s time to touch up this lipstick.

You walk into the bathroom. You were almost scared that douchy guy would follow you even inside the ladies’ bathroom, but he didn’t. At least he wasn’t that douchy, but still… he held your arm before you entered. You made such an effort to get rid of him you ended up losing a little of your balance and bumped in this girl.

“Oh, my God! I’m so sorry! I…” you look at her, she’s… beautiful, even with her lipstick all smudged, probably by you when you accidentally pushed her.

“It’s fine.” It wasn’t fine, he couldn’t waste time cleaning himself, time was running, his boss expected that information in 2 hours, tops.

“Oh, look at you, I… here, let me help you.” You picked some wipes of your purse.

“Why do you carry wipes with you?” is his voice high enough?

“Hm? Oh, these are to keep my face dry. I have super oily skin!” do you? It looks really fine to him, especially looking this close…

“Well, they say people with oily skin have fewer wrinkles.”

“Oh, with this much oil I’ll look in my 20s till I’m 80!” you two laugh, he was good at girl talking!

He feels a little shiver going down his legs when your wipe reaches his lower lip, your nails brushing lightly to his chin. Whoa, your focused eyes are really beautiful… and your mouth… looks really beautiful with this pink lipstick, it’s a nice color that goes great with your skin tone. Who cares it’s oily? It looks so smooth…

“Done!” you say, crumbling the wipe and throwing in the trash can. “You can put your lipstick again, I won’t bump into you anymore!”

“Can… can you help me? I think I’m a little tipsy…” he giggles. “Shouldn’t have drank all those margaritas.”

“Ugh, been there, girl. Once I mixed mojitos with vodka and woke up in the public library’s bathroom!” you laugh, maybe you are the one a little tipsy here? If he leans a little closer, maybe he can smell some alcohol… no, but he can’t do that, you are already too close!

He hands you his lipstick and you carefully contour the borders. Another shiver as he stares at your eyes. So, so beautiful…

You grab his chin to hold him in place, he feels an electric wave dancing through his whole body. What’s wrong with him?

“Here you go, honey.” You touch his arm and bring him to the mirror, he can’t help smiling, it looks better than if he did himself.

“It looks so good, thank you… honey.”

“You’re welcome! I gotta say, this color is amazing! Where did you get?”

“Oh, I got in one of my trips to Thailand, they have really cool make up products, there’s also this nail polish brand that…” why can’t he shut up? Is it because you’re looking at him with so much attention? Or is it because for the very first time he wants to be heard? “Anyway, I… I… like lipsticks that accentuate my eye color…”

“Oh yeah, your eyes are beautiful…” what are you saying? Your eyes are beautiful! You are beautiful! And so nice… and funny… and sweet… gahhh! His phone! It’s vibrating, indicating it’s time to move!

“I… gotta go! My… boyfriend is waiting for me…what about yours?” uh, Seven! So smooth, trying to find if you’re taken… even though he can’t do nothing with this information.

“Ugh… that guy outside? No, he’s not my boyfriend! We dated for a while, but now he won’t leave me alone! Guys… they always say we get attached too easy, but when you say you just want a fling, they immediately turn into this clingy mess! I can’t stand!”

“Yeah, men are… psss, the worst! Good for you trying to get flings, though.”

“Well, you never know, maybe I’ll have flings for the rest of my life, or maybe I’ll fall in love for one of them, or… I don’t know, maybe I can bump into my soulmate in some random place… it’s cool, right? The way life and people can surprise you?”

“Yes, it really is…” uh oh, his voice was a little low now, almost like he forgot his character because his truly self agreed to you. You giggle as you stare at his face.

“I’m sorry, I guess I’m a little drunk too. Go get your man, girl!”

“Yes, I’m going… nice to meet you!”

“You too!” as he opens the door, you notice he left his lipstick with you. “Hey, uhm… your lipstick!”

“Keep it! It will look better on you.” He blows a kiss in the air for you and leaves.

Was she hitting on you? Well, you’re flattered, she’s really nice and cute.

Seven feels his heartbeat almost in his throat, what was that? How is it possible feeling so embarrassed, yet so comfortable around someone? He felt cold and hot at the same time,

And though it’s time to keep it serious and go after that guy, he can’t stop smiling as he remembers your voice, your eyes, your sweet smile, and your words… if only he could have caught a name…

No! What is he thinking? He wouldn’t be able to do anything, just imagine if his boss finds out he interacted with someone during one of his undercover missions, if they found out your name too and went after you… someone so innocent and nice…

Your words… “it’s cool, right? The way life and people can surprise you.” You probably didn’t even know you were talking about yourself, the brightest surprise he had in…years? And this was about him as well, if you found out the girl in the bathroom was a depressive secret agent, what would you do?

Yeah… it would be a surprise, but not the good kind. So it’s time to reset, agent 707, forget that girl… he probably will never see you again, anyway…

You can see the other days here!

Oh that’s gooood hahahah. Hope you like this! ^^



“This is a terrible idea, Saeyoung.” Saeran states like pointing out that the sun is up in the sky.

“Nah, it will be fun, you’ll see. So… how do I look?” Saeyoung twirls, clearly not expecting anything that isn’t a compliment.

“Just like me.” Saeran sighs, rolling his eyes.

“Yep, that’s exactly what I was going for! Oh, by the way, bro, you should try to fix your posture, I’m a teensy taller than you.”
“Fuck off! It’s too much that I’m dressed like you, now I have to stand as you too?”

“And act, don’t forget ‘act’ like me. I do say the f-word, but… not that much in front of MC, so try to avoid it or she’ll find out what we’re doing.”

“And that would be…?”

“A prank, of course! I’ll be you, you’ll be me, and MC won’t be able to tell which is which, it will be hilarious!”

“She might get really mad, she doesn’t like these pranks…”

“Oh… are you scared of her?” Saeyoung wiggles his eyebrows, and Saeran knows this is on purpose, he knows where his brother is going.

“Fu-” but ends up taking the bait “Forget it, let’s just get over with this already, the sooner it starts, the sooner it will get finished.”

“That’s… almost the spirit!” he does a small fist pump “Okay, I’ll go first so you can get a sense of what we’re doing, watch and learn, little bro… or should I say ‘big bro’? Since now I’m you.”

“I would never call you big bro.” he says in a deadpan mumble,adjusting the frames of the glasses, but Saeyoung doesn’t even listen to him, already heading to the kitchen.

Saeyoung’s face is taken over by a monotonous resting bitch face as he sits next to the counter and finds you making a sandwich. If he were himself, he would just hug you from behind and nuzzle your neck until the sandwich gets completely forgotten, but now he’s Saeran, and Saeran barely talks, let alone showing huge gestures of affection, especially very specific ones between lovers.

“Oh, hey Saeran!” you give him a quick glance before turning to your sandwich again. “Can I fix you a sandwich?”

He just mumbles a yes, and now he realizes this can be a little difficult. Saeran doesn’t interact much, and this prank is no fun if you don’t actually talk to your boyfriend without realizing it’s him.

“Hey, Saeran… can we talk?” or maybe not. You turn to him with a serious expression. Saeyoung gives a simple nod, following you with his gaze as you sit in front of him. “So… how are you feeling after yesterday?”

Hum… what? He frowns a little, watching as your serious expression doesn’t change. What happened yesterday?

“F-fine?” he says, trying to keep a certain raspiness in his voice.

“Oh, thank God! I was so worried about you, I mean… how can someone feel calm after that? I know I could never…” Neither can he! What’s going on? “Anyways, I’m just… really happy that you felt comfortable sharing it with me, I’m sure it would be easier to talk about it with your brother, but… I’m so glad you chose me.”

Saeyoung nods again, but he’s screaming internally! What is happening to Saeran and what did he tell you?

“Oh, and don’t worry about it, I won’t tell your brother.” FUCK! “I mean, as long as you don’t tell him what I told you.” FUCK FUCK FUCK!

Saeyoung looks puzzled, and this is and isn’t acting, because if he looks confused and not sure what you’re talking about, maybe you will tell him again.

“Oh, don’t make me say it again… you know it. Anyways, thanks for listening.” you pat his shoulder quickly before getting up and walking back to the cabinet. “So, do you want tuna or ham?” And he was the one who forgot all about the sandwich in the end…

Saeyoung keeps watching your moves, the circuits in his head almost about to get fried. Ever since when Saeran and you are sharing secrets buddies? No, ever since when you and Saeran hide secrets from him? Him, Saeyoung Choi,  the one who feels his whole body itching from hearing that there is some kind of information out there he doesn’t know what it’s about, and a even bigger itch from not being able to find out what information is. Ughhhh!

But he needs to stay in character! Saeran still needs to play his part in this before Saeyoung can interrogate him, no, ask him calmly, like the cool sly big bro he is. Yeah… he just needs to wait a little more… yeah! It will be fine!

“Have you seen Saeyoung?” you ask him after finishing eating the sandwich.

“His office, I guess.” he shrugs, trying not to stare at you when he notices there’s a little bit of mustard in the corner of your lips. Gosh… there are more things he didn’t consider in this, like this urge to push the mustard back into your mouth… with his tongue. Saeyoung looks away, knowing he’ll blow up this entire ‘mission’ if he keeps looking at you. “Here” and offers you a napkin. Yep, he’s nailling as a Saeran impressionist, but… at what cost?

This will be over soon, he tells himself, you’ll meet Saeran as Saeyoung, he’ll fail, you will find out this whole botched job of a prank and he will be able to go to you, ask all about these secrets and kiss you! Yes! Saeyoung smiles when he sees you walking towards his office.


Saeran sighs when he hears you coming. Why did he even agree on doing this, again? Ah yeah… Saeyoung promised him a tube of that new ice cream they got at the ice cream shop in the mall the other day. Shit… why did it taste so good?

“Hey, baby. What‘re you doing?” he feels like barfing at the pet name, but… he is not Saeran right now… think about the ice cream, Saeran, think about the ice cream…

“Guess.” he twirls in his chair, grinning teasingly in that stupid way Saeyoung does.

“Hum… are you working on that thing for Saeran?” Huh?

“Thing? I… haha, well, I… maybe. Do you… want to come here and help me?” Because if you do want, you’ll actually have to tell him, and what he wouldn’t give to find out what the idiot is up to now?

“Hum, should I? I don’t think Saeran will like it if he finds I helped you…” What? What is that even supposed to mean? What the hell?

“He doesn’t have to know. Come… here.” he beckons at you in a way Saeyoung would probably do. Gosh… you can’t really find any of this, any of… him… attractive, can you?

“Hum… fine, although… I don’t think this is really about Saeran, is it?” What? Of course it is, he just said so… no, wait! You think he meant for you to get closer so he would… oh shit!

Saeran stiffens in the chair when you basically serpentine and sit on the desk, looking at him as a predator looks at a prey.

“Hum, MC-babe, I… about the Saeran thing…”

“You’re so mean for ghosting me the entire afternoon and still ignore me when we’re alone…” you pout “I miss you, honey…” CRAP!

“We can… do this at night, I…” Saeran feels like he’s shrinking in the chair as you lean forward.

“No.” you place your hand on the armrests of the chair, cornering him. “Now.”


“Now.” And there he goes, he can’t believe his first kiss will be with someone who kisses his brother on a daily basis. Gross… what a disaster!

“OH HELL NO!” the door flings open when Saeyoung bursts in, making you and Saeran flinch. You get back in your heels, crossing your arms and giving him a deadly glare.

“Oh thank God…” Saeran practically melts on the chair in relief.

“Y-yes, thank God, Saeyoung, because that’s something… you definitely say a lot, because you’re Saeyoung! And I’m Saeran!” he babbles, chuckling nervously when you keep glaring at him. “How long do you know?” then he sighs in defeat.

“Hum… from the moment you walked into the kitchen.” you smile. “You’re a terrible Saeran, Saeyoung.”

“Told you so.” Saeran shrugs.

“Yeah, that you told me, but what didn’t you tell me, Saeran?”

“What the fuck are you talking about now?”

“I’m talking about you and MC getting all buddy buddy and sharing secrets, what did you tell her that you couldn’t tell me?”

“Huh? No, fuck that, who are you to say this when you’re working on something for me without telling me?”

“What? What am I working on?”

“I don’t know, you tell me!”

“No, you tell me what your secret is and… there is no secret, you’re just messing with us, aren’t you?” he turns to you, narrowing his eyes when you smile triumphantly.

“Yeah, the thing is you can change your clothes, your voice tone, your posture, and I’d still recognize you in a crowd miles away, silly.” you say, cupping Saeyoung’s face as you kiss his cheek “Because the way you look at me is very unique.”

He blushes a little, but it’s much more from feeling flattered than embarrassed. Yeah, he’s wearing acqua contacts, but they can’t really cover the always dazzled foolish eyes he has for you and for you only.

“I am terrified and very turned-on right now.” he admits when you hug him. “Saeran, could you please excuse us? Yep, he already ran away.” Saeyoung notices when you both look and find the chair empty.

Bitch, you came! This is one of the two requests revolving Tom and I am LIVING for them LOL Hope you like this! ^^


Not into you

Saeyoung x MC

It was just a get together at Saeyoung’s place, you and Tom joined him for a night of snacks, games and even business: the three of you traced a strategy to get famous artists’ autographs through Zen to sell online and make huge money.

But then it got late and you had to leave. Tom asked if you needed a ride, but you said you were fine, shaking slightly when Saeyoung opened the door for you and you had to face the cold wind of the night. Tom offered you his jacket, but you shrugged and said it was fine, waving a goodbye for him and squeezing Saeyoung’s shoulder before leaving.

Tom was getting ready to head off too, stretching and getting up from the couch when he meets Saeyoung’s grin.

“So… MC, huh?” he wiggles his eyebrows in a weird way. Like, weird even for Saeyoung’s standards.

“What about her?”

“You know it.” Saeyoung winks, but finding Tom looking at him with a lost expression makes him realize that nope, he doesn’t know it. “MC… couldn’t stop looking at you, dude.”

“Yeah, because I had mayo in my cheek. Thanks for not telling me, by the way.” he replies sarcastically.

“Forget about it, what matters is that she’s into you!”

“Who’s into me?”

“Uhm… MC? We were literally just talking about her, dude.”

“Right, MC is into me.” he echoes in a way that’s supposed to sound ironic, but Saeyoung apparently doesn’t catch it.



“Will you ask her out?”

“Of course not, dude.”

“Why not?”

“Because she’s not into me!” Tom grunts in annoyance.

“Of course she is, she… was laughing at your jokes…”

“Only because I was joking about you.”

“And she ganged up with you to make fun of me…”

“Because she just really wanted to tease you.”

“And she… she blushed when you offered your hoodie to her…”

“Only because it was cold as fuck when you opened the door. Seriously, dude… why are you trying to make this happen so much?”

“Because… because I think you’re a great guy, Tom! And she’s a great girl, so it makes sense, right?”

“I guess. But she’s not into me, and even if she were, which I doubt, I wouldn’t make a move, it would be a shitty thing to do-” he stops mid phrasing, should he really say it? Stating the obvious is not really working with Saeyoung today.


“Yeah, shitty. Because it’s not okay to hit on someone your friend has a thing for.” he sighs. It’s impossible to be clearer than that, right?

“Huh? What do you mean?” Wrong.

“I wouldn’t ask MC out even if I wanted to because you wouldn’t like it.”

There’s a deadpan silence, and Tom wonders if retirement from whatever crazy job his neighbor used to have made him slow, Saeyoung used to catch on things pretty easily, not it’s almost… as he refuses to understand. Wait, does he?

“I’m pretty sure I just showed you the opposite by letting you know she’s into you, dude. You’re welcome, by the way.”


Saeyoung nods matter of factly, and though this is becoming frustrating, there’s a part of Tom that thinks this can actually become a little interesting… so he grins.

“Hum… she is pretty cute, isn’t she?”

“MC? Yeah, dude, she’s adorable.”

“Hum, yeah… guess I could take her on a date one of these days… I could take her to the movies, then have something to eat, maybe a couple of drinks…”

“I… I didn’t know you drink.” Saeyoung gives a wry smile.

“I do, I’m sure she would like having a couple of drinks, we would both loose it up, then I would take her home and… you know…”
Saeyoung looks like he knows, but refuses to think about it.

“I… well, it’s not my definition of a good first date, but if it works for you and for her, I… as long as she has fun, I… support your relationship.”

“Relationship? Whoa, now you’re getting way ahead of yourself, dude, it’s just a date, I don’t want no girl clinging onto me.” he shakes his head as if he’s disgusted by the suggestion.

“So… you’ll take her on a date and… that’s it?” Saeyoung’s smile is long gone.

“Well, yeah. what else would I want from her if not-”

“That’s no way to talk about a girl, Tom.” his tone is deep and low, practically a complete different person. “Not about MC.”

“Why? You’re the one who suggested I should go out with her.”

“Yeah, but not for her to be used like that, she’s… she deserves better than that, MC… deserves only the best.”


“Because… she’s amazing. She’s smart, funny, she cares about people and does her best for everyone around her to feel good, even if she doesn’t need to put any effort in the first place, since it’s so easy to feel good whenever she shows up and smiles… and her smile is just… so beautiful, like, it’s impossible not to feel like smiling and forgetting all of your problems for a second just to admire her smile… and she smells nice too, so… she deserves better and… if someone ever treats her like less than she deserves, even you, I’ll- I’ll be forced to make you pay.” It’s as threatening as it sounds, and for a second, Tom feel like backing out, but he can’t just yet…

“Jeez, alright. Then you ask her out.” Tom shrugs.

“Well, maybe I will! I… I don’t deserve her at all, but… I’m sure I know how to treat her like the friggin goddess she is!”


“FINE. I’ll call her!” Saeyoung stomps out of the living room, leaving Tom to chuckle by himself in amusement.

A few minutes later, Saeyoung comes back, his cheeks burning as red as his hair, both guys stare at each other in silence.

“I see what you did there.” Saeyoung breaks it, scratching the back of his head in embarrassment.

“Did it work?”

“Yeah… it did. We’re going on a date.”

“You’re welcome.” Tom gets up, heading towards the door. “Oh, and just so you know… I think you do deserve her, dude.”

Saeyoung smiles widely, as if this is something he didn’t even know how much he needed to listen. Especially from a close friend who learned about his real self and never showed an ounce of judgement. To Tom, Saeyoung still is his successful cool buddy from the neighborhood, and this guy deserves to give himself a shot with the person he clearly loves.

“But hey, if MC has some friend to introduce me to…” Tom gives Saeyoung the thumbs up before leaving.

anonymous asked:

I've already sent idea about Saeyoung organizing BD for Saeran. There is other idea: while everybody planing birthday for Seven (before RFA party) Saeran kidnaps MC as a birthday gift for himself and takes her to very innocent date (he threatening her, but is very cute while the date). I hope my English wasn't very bad and this idea had sense.

Countdown to the Cake: 5

The Match


“Don’t you dare take the blindfold before I allow you to, you heard me?”

Yeah, you did. You heard all his continuous threats from the moment he showed up in Rika’s apartment and made you get inside this car right now , telling you to follow him or he would blow up the restaurant where RFA was meeting to throw Seven a little birthday party. Deep inside, you knew he was bluffing, but would you really risk it?

“You’re quiet. Talk about yourself.”

“I have the feeling you already know a lot about me… Unknown.” He laughs.

“What a smart girl! Yes, you’re right. I already know everything about you.”

“And I don’t know anything about you. Don’t you think it’s unfair?”

“Oh my… so feisty! Maybe you’re not that smart if you think you can talk back to me like that when you’re clearly in disadvantage here.”

“I’m just assuming you’re not stupid enough to do anything to me before the RFA party, you need me more than I need you.” Oh my God! What are you doing? Shut up!

“So fucking smart… how did a clever girl like you end up tricked by me to go into that apartment, after all?” Ugh… he has a point. “Why so quiet?”

“I’m sorry if I don’t see the point in talking to my kidnapper.”

“Kidnapper? Try rescuer or, better yet, savior.”

“Hmm… last time I checked, taking someone against their will is kidnapping.”

“It’s just against your will because you don’t know how much of a favor I’m doing for you, but you’ll thank me later, I’m pretty sure of that.”

“So maybe you are that stupid.” You mutter, already regretting what you said. You can almost foresee a hand hitting your face or a fist against your stomach or… is he laughing?

“You’re so mean! How cruel of you being so harsh on a guy’s birthday!” what the fuck is he talking about now? “Yes, MC. Now you know something about me, today it’s my birthday!” is he serious? Probably, why would he say this so out of the blue?

“Good for you, I guess?”

“No Happy Birthday wishes? You really are mean, ain’t you? Be careful, MC, mean girls don’t make it to heaven… or paradise.” You wish you had the blindfold out just so he can see your eyes rolling.

The rest of your… ride is silent. You don’t know if this is better or worse than when he was threatening you. You should not have called him stupid, what’s gotten into you? You don’t know if the guy has a gun, your cellphone stayed in the apartment, you don’t even know what he wants from you. And neither of the possibilities you’re thinking can be good for you, so pissing the guy it’s a very dumb move.

“We’re here.” Here where? Is it a dark alley? You’re so sure it’s a dark alley. “Don’t make a move yet or I’ll shoot your brains out!” Oh, so he has a gun, there’s your answer.

You hear the passenger’s car door being open and the cool air from outside meeting your skin.

“Out.” He commands, and you obviously obey because you don’t want your brains being shot out. “I still don’t like you’re so quiet, it feels like you’re up to something.”

“I… don’t really have anything to say to you.” Actually, you do, but none of it it’s polite.

“Ahh, not so feisty anymore? Too bad, I was having fun when you were teasing me.” Teasing? Oh my God… what is he thinking? “Walk.”

“I’m not seeing anything, how am I supposed to walk?”

“Fine, then I’ll escort you.” He takes your hand forcibly and makes you grab his forearm. “Now who needs who more, huh?” Shit…

Judging from what you can sense, you’re on a street, now you passing through a door and it’s quite chilly inside, okay, it’s more like freezing, actually. Like you’re inside a… fridge. A fridge where your corpse will lay beside many others this fucking weirdo probably killed.

“Take the blindfold off.” And meet your corpse friends, you’ll be joining them pretty soon.

You take it off and… no corpses. Good, so you’ll be the first victim, what an honor! Then you see these giant white tubes, it looks like…

“Ice cream?” you ask, he doesn’t answer and just throws a jacket in your face.

“Put this on or you’ll freeze.” He says already dragging this tube out of its place. “Hurry! Help me with that!” you put it on. And since it looks so baggy, you can only assume it belongs to him.  “I’m not asking you twice! Help me!”

You pull the tube while he pushes it, it’s so heavy! How many kilos of ice cream are in there? And why does he want this? You make one stronger effort to bring it towards you and he stops pushing it, making you fall in your ass. Another laugh from him, and now you can finally glare at him since you don’t have the blindfold anymore. You get up rubbing your hands against your butt.

“Ahh, poor thing, do you want me to kiss it to make you feel better?” he chuckles, looking straight at you. Are his eyes really minty? It’s so unusual…

You help him carry the tube out of the fridge and put it on this dumpster in the alley. You knew there was going to have a dark alley, didn’t you?

“Now what?” you ask.

“Now we eat, obviously.” He says, offering you a spoon. Did he steal these too? “You don’t want it? Good. More for me, then.” He lifts himself up to sit in the dumpster and takes the lid out of the tube. You observe everything as an outsider, what the fuck is happening here? “What are you staring at?”

“I… have no idea what is going on here.”

“It’s my birthday, I like ice cream. I want ice cream for my birthday. Simple.” He takes this full spoon of ice cream, looking at you again. Is it that cold here? Why are you shivering?

“And where do I fit in all of this, if you don’t mind me asking?”

“I needed someone to help me get this tube, I’ve been studying how to take it for a few days now.  You’re helping me because you belong to me. Again… simple.”

“Belong to you? I… what are you talking about?”

“You do. You have belonged to me from the moment you entered that apartment.  And yes, you’re right, I still need you planning the party for a few more days, but today I made an exception, since it’s my birthday. So… feel honored and consider yourself as this tube of ice cream: a birthday gift.”

“I’m feeling a lot of things, honor is not one of them.” It’s fast, you just feel your body slammed against the wall, his body boxes yours while he holds your wrists next to your shoulders.

“Tell me what you’re feeling, then. Anger? Fear? Excitement?” he whispers the last word against your ear.”I like when you talk. Mean girls always have something salty to say, until they end up against a wall and are reminded of how weak they are. You’re so mean, MC. Why is everybody so mean to me?”

He presses his body against yours, one of his hands lets you go so he can grab your chin and force you to look at him. You can smell the sweet scent of the ice cream, you can even feel the coolness coming out from his mouth, he’s close, too close. Well,it’s not like you didn’t know this was coming, you only regret you didn’t even try to take any information from him to share with Seven if you could have escaped. But now… you won’t escape, will you?

“All I wanted for today was a little fun, MC. I never had fun on my birthday, everybody was mean to me, my mother, my brother… and now my gift.” He lets go of you, turning his back and going back to the dumpster. “You can go if you want.”


“Go. I already have what I wanted. You’re free to go.”

That’s it? Easy like that? No, there must be a catch, he’ll definitely shoot you in the leg if you run out of there. No… but he already confirmed he needs you to proceed with whatever he’s planning. Okay , there’s this part of you who yells at you to run and never look back, but… there’s that other part who can’t forget the hurting in his voice and the sadness in his beautiful mysterious eyes… You groan and sit next to him in the dumpster, he looks at you, surprised.

“What? You can’t really eat all of this by yourself!” he tilts his head as you’re doing something suspicious, but when you take the spoon and bring it to your mouth, he looks down and smiles. No, not a mischievous grin, just a sweet, soft smile.


“Out.” He says bluntly, stopping the car in front of Rika’s building.

“I know that there were no candles, or cake, for that matter. But did you make a birthday wish?”

“Birthday wish?”

“Yeah, it’s tradition. You blow out the candles and make a wish.”

“I…” he looks for something in his pockets. “I have matches.”

“Okay, light one up and blow it out.” He obeys, obviously he doesn’t understand shit about birthdays and is trusting your knowledge on it.

“I wish…”

“You… can’t really say it out loud or it won’t come true.”

“That makes no sense.”

“I don’t make the rules, dude. It’s just how it is. Do your wish inside your head.”

“Fine.” He groans and looks at the match, blowing it out. “Done. Now get out and go back to plan the party. Go back and act like nothing has happened, you heard me?”

“Yeah, yeah! I’m not dumb, you know?”

“I still have a few things to go over before moving on with my plans to destroy RFA, so be a patient girl for me, ok?”

“Does that have to do with your wish? Destroy RFA?”

He chuckles, “So mean and so disobeying, you don’t follow the rules not even yourself invented, huh? I can’t tell you my wish, or it won’t come true, right? So get out of here if you know what’s good for you!” he starts calm and finishes the sentence reaching for his pockets, yelling. You don’t know if he’s looking for the gun, you’re not even sure if he has a gun, but , again, will you risk it? Well, maybe a little…



“Happy Birthday.” And you get out of the car, running inside the building.

He rolls his eyes, what an annoying pert little bitch you are! He’ll make sure to tame you when he brings you to Mint Eye. Yes, he was planning on just locking you in one of the dungeons, but maybe you’ll be useful if you stay beside him. Well… it is something to consider, he still has time before reaching you out again… he can’t wait for it!

What? He has to meet you again, you stayed with his jacket and he needs it back, after all.

You can see the other days here!

anonymous asked:

A surprise party for the twins? But they get all suspicious and MC is trying to hide the surprise in the best way she can. Sorry if m english is bad and this don't make sense, love your writing so much <3

Countdown to the Cake: 1

The Cake

“Hey, MC. You know I gave you that Arabic dictionary so you can come in here whenever you want, right?”

“Yes, I know, Saeyoung. I just forgot.” On purpose. You needed to buy more time, getting stuck on their door would do the trick for a while. “I was just so worried my laptop wasn’t working, you know?”

“Yeah, yeah… let me see the damage.” You take the laptop off your bag. “Well, I’m not familiar with Jurassic technology, but let’s see what I can do for you.” You knew keeping this old laptop in your closet could be useful one day. More time to buy.

“So, uhm… where’s Saeran?” you look around, trying to get a hold of him.

“In his bedroom, as usual.” He says, opening the laptop without any trouble.

“Oh… is he sleeping?” this could be a problem if he’s sleeping.

“Probably not… why?” he looks at you. Relax, MC… he doesn’t know anything, he doesn’t suspect a thing… calm down and act naturally.

“Nothing. I was just wondering if you two would like go out and hang a little after you do your little magic there.” Little magic? Ugh… what’s wrong with you?

“Oh, we can hang out right here.”

“Yeah, or… we could go out. I didn’t put on a nice dress to stay inside a bunker that smells like honey and soda. No offense.”

“Not taken.” And he goes back to the laptop’s circuits, whew… that was close.

“You really put on a nice dress, MC.” You look behind to find Saeran standing next to the door.

“Thank you…” even though you know he’s not really complimenting you, it’s more like an observation.

“And what did you do with your hair?” shit! You knew changing your hairstyle could make them suspect something…

“I… combed?” both twins nod and look at you. Shit…

“Makes sense.” Saeran says, heading out of the room. Whew! That was close… how long do you still need to stall?

That’s what you ask Yoosung over the phone when you excuse yourself to go to the bathroom. How long do you need to keep the twins distracted while the other RFA members organize the surprise party for their birthday?

“I don’t know, MC… we didn’t know Jumin ordered such a… handful decoration, so it’s taking a while to put things in place. You need to hold them a little more…”

“I’m trying. I even brought a laptop with Windows Vista on it, but… they’re suspecting something, Yoosung, I can tell!”

“I doubt it. They probably don’t even remember what day is today. Calm down and keep going with the plan, you’re the perfect bait!”

“Yeah, I should be used by now…” you hang up and go back to where Saeyoung is, only to find the laptop functioning normally. “What did you do?”

“I fixed it! Like you wanted.” He smiles widely. Shit! You forgot you’re dealing with a genius here.

“Oh… oh yeah! Thank you! Are you really sure it’s working?”

“Well, yeah! Are you doubting my skills, MC? I’m offended!” he does a dramatic gesture before smirking teasingly. “Now let’s get out of here, the world needs to see you in a pretty dress and combed hair.” No! Too soon!

Or maybe not… the plan was just holding the twins, there was nothing about keeping them inside their house. Maybe you can stall in another way…

“So what you wanna do, MC?” Saeyoung asks when the three of you go inside one of his cars. You look at both of them, Saeran isn’t happy about getting dragged out of the house, it took your persuasive abilities  (whine until he is tired of listening to your voice, that is) to convince him to come along. This is a party for the twins, you need them both there.

“Hum… I was wondering if we could go to uhm…” your phone starts buzzing, you look at who’s calling you “Zen?” you say out loud.

“Zen’s place? No! It’s too small there!” Saeran complains, that’s when you realize you said it out loud. Stupid!

“Z-Zen? Did I say Zen? No, uhm… that’s now what I meant, I… need to use your bathroom again, be right back!” you get out of the car and run inside the house again. “Hello?”

“Achew! Hey, babe! So, uhm… achew! Remember I was supposed to pick the cake at your place? Achew! Why didn’t you tell me your neighbor has a cat?” For fuck’s sake, you forgot about Mr. Cat Damon!

“Oh, Zen… I’m so sorry. Is everything okay?”

“With me? Achew! Yes, yes… my throat is just a little clog, you probably noticed my voice isn’t as soothing as usu… achew!”

“And the cake?” you feel bad for him, but now there’s a cake at stake! Well, not really, but still…

“Oh yes, it’s fine… you have a lovely decoration, by the way, it really suits you… achew!” oh yes, Zen. Perfect time to flirt… “I just couldn’t make it to the kitchen, because the cat was there, how did he get in?”

“Mr. Cat Damon always finds his way in… that sneaking little thief.”

“Oh, just like in Ocean’s 11?” Ahh, a reference to Matt Damon… clever, Zen… wait, there’s no time for this! “Anyway, I… I’m trying to reach Yoosung, Jaehee and Trustfund, but none of them are answering.” Of course, because they’re busy with the decoration!

You tell him to get out of there before his allergy gets worse and that you’ll find a solution. In the meantime, you call Jumin… nothing. Jaehee? No answer. Yoosung? Voicemail… what now? Well… it looks like you’ll have to discreetly get the cake, find a way to hide inside Saeyoung’s trunk, pray it doesn’t melt, and hope you’re not caught by two smart former hackers… god help you.

“I’m sorry we have to go back to my place, Saeyoung. It’s just… I really need to grab something I forgot there.”

“It’s fine, MC. Maybe we can come up and hang out there, then…”

“NO!” you yell, making both twins stare at you. CALM. DOWN! “I mean… no… my house is such a mess right now…”

“Ah, darn it! I thought I was finally going to see Mr. Cat Damon again… does he still breaks into your apartment?” Does he?

The ride to your building is silent. You’re worried about letting something spill everytime you open your mouth. Thankfully, the twins aren’t that talkative. You wonder if it is because they know what day is today, but they prefer avoiding thinking about it? Knowing everything you know about them now, you can’t even imagine what kind of sad memories revolve their birthday…

“We’re here!” Saeyoung states, that’s when you notice how much you were spacing out. Focus, MC! This party means a lot more than you can possibly think!

“So, uhm… can you do a favor for me? I need you to let the trunk door open…”

“Why?” both twins tilt their head in confusion.

“I… need to put something mine in there. It’s… personal…” well, you can’t use the bathroom excuse on this now, can you?

“Oh, I see what’s going on here…” Saeyoung looks at his brother and gives him this weird smile, no… shit! They know? “You’re on those lady days,  ain’t you?”

“What are you saying, idiot? Don’t make her uncomfortable!” Saeran says, blushing. Oh my God… they think you’re on your period? So embarrassing, this is… this is… perfect!

“It’ fine, Saeran. Yes, I… yes, I am. And I need to grab a bag with some spare clothes and… other things, in case of an… you know, an… accident…” this is more embarrassing than if you actually were on your period.

“Oh, things… as in tampons, right?” Saeran asks.

“Yes, Saeran. Tampons. So uhm… keep the trunk door open and whatever you two do, don’t leave this car, okay? I’ll bring… I’ll bring a lot of tampons, and it’s kinda embarrassing, so please…don’t look!” well, this is weird, but maybe will be enough to keep their curiosity away. For once, men’s lack of knowledge on how periods work will save the day.

You go to your place, and the cake is in the balcony, like you instructed the guy from the cake store to let. Okay… now you need a bag to put the box inside and pretend it’s a lot of tampons! What a genius plan! Now where is that bag? Maybe you have one big enough in your room. You go there and look for those old paper bags from fancy stores you kept to remind you bought something from a fancy store before, ugh… isn’t it amazing how your dorkiness is working in your favor for once?

You go back to the kitchen and when you’re about to place the box inside the bag… you hear Saeyoung’s voice next to the door.

“Come here, Mr. Cat Damon!” NOT THIS FUCKING CAT AGAIN!

“Ugh, that’s the stupidest name I’ve ever heard!” Is Saeran here too? Well, yeah, Saeyoung would never leave him alone with one of his babies, he’s so possessive with those cars!

Mr. Cat Damon comes in and meows at you. One of these days… Mr. Cat Damon, one of these days…

“MC? What’s going on?”

“I… I…” need to go to the bathroom? Forget it… there’s nowhere to run.

“What’s in the box?”


“Do you really think we’re that stupid?” Saeran asks, glaring at you. Uh oh… “You’re up to something, ain’t you?” Well… you can’t really keep on lying, can you?

“I… I am, and the other RFA members are too. Zen was here before, but Mr. Cat Damon showed up and made him sneeze, and nobody was answering because they were busy with the decoration, so I tried not to ruin the surprise because everybody put so much effort on making this a happy birthday for both of you, since you guys deserve so much after everything you’ve been through, and I want you too to be happy and loved, and protect you two because I care so much about you guys and… I’m not really on my period!” You say as you feel the tears rolling down. Saeyoung and Saeran look at each other completely lost.

“Oh… we… kinda forgot it was this day of the year?” Saeyoung asks his brother.

“Yeah… so used to not celebrating at all for all those years…” oh god…

“So… so… I just ruined the surprise?” more tears, and Saeyoung runs to you.

“Hey, it’s fine… you didn’t ruin anything. Well, except for Saeran’s innocence with that tampon thing, but… don’t worry, MC. The biggest surprise here is seeing how much you tried to make this day special, it’s so good to know we have someone so willing to make us happy.”

“Oh, but that’s no surprise! You already know how much RFA loves you, guys! The party was supposed to be a surprise!”

“I think surprises suck.” Saeran states, crossing his arms. “So stop crying and feeling so bad on yourself.” He glances at you quickly “… please.”

“Yeah, you can’t ruin your make up that goes along with the nice dress and the combed hair, girl!” Saeyoung shakes your shoulders lightly. “So, come on, I’ll help you put the cake in the trunk while we teach Saeran how to pretend he’s surprised.”

“Thank you, guys.” You smile at both of them, Saeyoung chuckles, and though you’re not sure, you think you saw Saeran smiling a little. “Yes, let’s take this cak…”

SPLASH! You just see the box with the cake hitting the floor and Mr. Cat Damon looking at what he did… then he looks at you like this was completely natural. You open your mouth in shock.

“This cat… is the incarnation of the evil! I’m going to kill him!” you go towards Mr. Cat Damon’s direction, yelling.

“Whoa, calm down, MC!  Calm… down!” Saeyoung holds you against him, you two lose balance and fall on the floor, splashing cake frosting everywhere.

“It’s… It’s ruined. Just like the whole surprise…” You say, your voice starts breaking again. 

“Oh no no no… It’s not your fault, MC. Don’t worry!” Saeyoung hurries in comforting you. 

“Yeah, silly. It’s just cake, we can get another one tomorrow or next year, whatever. There will be plenty of birthdays for us to have cake.” You and Saeyoung look at each other, then at Saeran. Did he just say he wants to celebrate in the years to come? 

“Awww MC, did you hear that? Saeran just said something sweet!” you two giggle, but he doesn’t look that happy. 

“Oh… So you like it sweet, huh brother?” He asks, kneeling before you two and grabbing a fistful of cake. “Is that sweet enough for you?” He shoves the cake on Saeyoung’s face. You look in shock and try to hold your laugh, but it’s impossible.

“Now what are you laughing at?” Saeyoung throws cake frosting on you, and before you know it, this is a food war. Your kitchen is a mess, and Mr. Cat Damon ran out of there, but you didn’t even notice, you were too busy laughing and having fun with the twins.

Which… was interrupted by a clearing throat sound, clearly made by Jumin. The three of you freeze as you see the other RFA members judging and watching this curiously.

“What the hell is happening here?” Jaehee asks, shocked.

None of you know what to say and just keep looking at each other, like “who’s gonna talk?”

“Well, uhm… surprise?” Saeran asks.

You can see the other days here!

Let’s go shipless and focus on these sweet loveable boys’ birthday. Hope you like this! ^^


The Double Agent

“I want to throw a surprise party for my brother.” You’ve heard the same sentence coming from two different people in less than three hours of difference. The first time, it came from Saeyoung when you dropped by his place, the second one happened when Saeran showed up in your apartment. Your reaction was slightly different, of course, since in the second time, you realized that you had a huge power in your possession. Both twins came to you to help them organizing a surprise birthday party for each other, not realizing that, maybe for the first time, they are exactly on the same page, and you’re in the middle of it, being given a chance to do something amazing for the Choi twins, and more importantly, the chance to help the boys in doing something amazing for each other.

But you should be so lucky.

It’s nothing new, but Saeyoung and Saeran are just too different, bordering on opposites, and of course this would affect the way they see a birthday party and what’s supposed to entail. Saeyoung is, there’s no other way to put it, extra as fuck, he gets constantly sidetracked with ideas that are humanly impossible, one of his suggestions revolved around partying inside a rocket, which seems… pretty cool, but yeah, impossible. Saeran, on the other hand, is analytical, down-to-earth and simple, which are great qualities, just… not for a birthday party. So, to sum it up, you’re screwed.

That’s why you need backup, holding out all of this is really frustrating, to a point you caught yourself almost letting it slip “Oh, Saeran suggested something similar, this could work” when Saeyoung offered some ideas for the menu. So there’s hope, but you need help.

“It’s so nice what you’re doing for your brother, Saeyoung!” Yoosung beams when he joins you and Zen in the actor’s apartment to discuss ideas for the party.

At first, you thought it would backfire and things would end even worse than when you were dealing with this by yourself, but it’s just an impression. Zen is almost there with Saeyoung in being extra, but he somehow gets it together and, using his dad friend’s ability, brings everybody back to Earth. Yoosung has a hard time explaining what he’s thinking, but surprisingly, he seems to know Saeran’s taste level pretty well, so things get on track, somehow.

“What about hiring a band?!” Saeyoung offers.

“I don’t think Saeran would like it. Does he even like… music?” Yoosung frowns.

“Everybody likes music! But yeah, a band is a bit…” Zen ponders, looking at you. “What do you think, babe?”

“Oh, he would hate it, trust me.” Only because Saeran specifically said so when the infamous question ‘Band or DJ?’ popped up.

“Yeah, probably… Tsk, they say twins have this huge understanding of each other, but I clearly know shit about what Saeran likes.” Saeyoung says with a wry smile.

“Dude, don’t go in there, it’s only natural you don’t know everything yet…” Zen says with a hint of impatience, completely in contrast with how wise his words are.

“Yes, you’re reconnecting, these things can take time.” Yoosung adds, clearly playing the good cop in here.

“Yeah, and think like that, you may not know all about Saeran’s likes, but… you definitely know a lot about Saeran’s dislikes, so this should help you find a way.”

Your bittersweet observation was supposed to rub as funny, but Saeyoung stares at you non-blinking for a few seconds, before grinning widely.

“MC, sometimes I want to open up your head and kiss your brain, you’re a genius! Thank you!”

“You’re… welcome?”

“If this is supposed to be a pick up line, I tell you in advance it’s awful, dude.” Zen rolls his eyes, making you blush as you giggle nervously.

“Wait, how so?”

“Well, I… I know for a fact Saeran wouldn’t like a huge party or being the center of all attention, he wouldn’t like feeling like his birthday is a day out of the ordinary to a point we have to do something we wouldn’t do in any other day, and… he wouldn’t like not having an ice cream cake.” Saeyoung looks at you triumphantly, and you smile in genuine pride.

“I think he wouldn’t hate listening to you right now.” you say, and he nods with a big smile. “Well, that was productive, but I have to go.” you get up, grabbing your purse.

“Already? We barely started.” Yoosung pouts, and you feel like bopping him on the head for being so cute.

“Yes, I have some things to do.” like planning the other half of this party in secret with the other twin.

“Like what?” Saeyoung tilts his head in confusion, but all he gets is a scolding tap in the shoulder by Zen.

“It’s not polite to ask that to a lady.” then he turns to you “Go, babe. I’ll text you what we came up with.”

You nod, putting your shoes on and waving a hurried goodbye. You’re almost late to your next appointment, and these acquaintances are a little more strict than the ones you left in Zen’s apartment.

“Sorry I’m late, traffic was a little crazy.” you apologize, placing your bag and coat behind you in the chair.

“It’s alright, we didn’t even discussed anything too deeply.” Saeran shrugs.

“Yes, so let’s revise what we have so far, shall we?” Jumin asks as this is one of the several business meetings he has to go through today. “Assistant Kang?”

“Yes, Mr. Han suggested something cat-themed, like a cake in the shape of a cat or birthday hats with cats ears.” it’s so hard not to laugh at Jaehee stating this with such a serious professional tone.

“Anything that doesn’t involve real cats, since I still can’t bring myself to trust him around them, and Elizabeth the 3rd would agree with me.”

“That’s very sweet, what else you have?”

“I thought about serving Honey Buddah Chips and Dr. Pepper, since it’s his favorite, hum… dish. I have no idea how he doesn’t get sick of it, but if it’s something he likes, he should have lots of it on his birthday.” Saeran sounds like he’s planning on a funeral.

“That’s… good, but, uhm… wouldn’t you like something more meaningful?”


“Yeah, I mean… cats and junk food are very Saeyoung, but… he’s not just that, is he?

“I think what MC is trying to say is that it could be more interesting if this wasn’t all about him and about you too, Saeran.” Jaehee offers, and you want to hug her for saying exactly what you mean in a smarter way.

“Yes, so instead of doing something that is all about Saeyoung, why don’t we have something you both can enjoy?”

“Like what?”

“Perhaps like a shared memory of things you both take interest.” Jumin seems to be deeper in thought than Saeran “Which might be challenging considering you seem very divergent.”

“Maybe today, but… a childhood memory?” Uh… walking on thin ice here, so you try to rephrase. “Something nice that you both used to do before… you know?”

“Well, when I did manage to get out, we used to go for ice cream and… stare at the sky, you know that time when it’s almost night but the day isn’t over either, so the sky has all kinds of color? We could see the first stars being able to shine when the sun was down, and… well, it’s all I have for nice childhood memories.”

“And it’s beautiful.” Jaehee says,and you can tell she is as thrilled as you right now.

“Interesting. I think it’s safe to say we found the place where the party should be held.”

“We did?” You and Jaehee ask at the same time.

“Yeah, I think so.” Saeran contemplates “Thank you, MC. I knew you would find a way to help me. You always do.”

“You’re welcome.” you nod, smiling sweetly.


“SURPRISE!” you and the other RFA members jump and cheer, looking at two identically startled faces.

“I’m pretty sure that’s my line, you guys. We’re celebrating Saeran’s birthday, remember?” Saeyoung says, eyeing his brother quickly.

“Pretty sure we’re celebrating yours, this is the place I chose to throws you a… surprise.” Saeran tries to hide his blushing expression and partially succeeds, only until his gaze meets yours. “MC?”

“Ah yes, I should probably tell you guys you had the same idea. Saeyoung wanted to hold a party for Saeran, Saeran wanted to hold a party for Saeyoung, and I wanted you both to be happy today.”

“So you worked as a double agent.” Saeyoung narrows his eyes at you.

“Something like this. So… I did my best to combine the best ideas from both and everybody helped me, so that’s why we’re having this get together in the planetarium.”

“That was my idea.” Saeran says matter of factly, as if Saeyoung would try to take credit for it in the first place.

“Really? That’s pretty cool! So which idea of mine did you choose? The rocket, right?”

“What rocket?” Saeran asks.

“The ice cream cake.” you smile, noticing Saeran’s eyes gleaming. “So… surprise!”

“And you kept this secret from both of us?”

“And from the RFA at first, I’ve only told them yesterday.”

“Because she was concerned Zen and Yoosung would ruin the surprise.” Jumin adds out of nowhere, earning protests from both guys.

“I just wanted you both to give and take to each other since you both should be happy today. Hope… I hope you’re not mad at me, guys.”

“Well, I for one hate not knowing secrets, but…” he smiles, stretching his arm to tie you and Saeran in a side hug. “…if it’s for a good cause, isn’t it, brother?”

“I suppose so.” Saeran shrugs. “You always know what to do, this must be the best decision, then. So… thank you, MC, and… thank you, Seyoung.”

“Thank you! Happy birthday, Saeran.” Saeyoung smiles.

“Yes, Happy birthday to you as well.”

And being here, uncomfortably between both twins, you can’t help but think that it couldn’t be happier.

More Tom? HELL FRIGGING YEAH! Hope you like this! ^^


The Neighbor

Living at Saeyoung’s place while trying to find any trace that could indicate his whereabouts usually it’s easier than Saeran ever thought it could be. Sure, as soon as he placed himself there and found himself surrounded by furniture, decoration and objects that screamed Saeyoung’s essence, it was overwhelming, not to say the least, but a few changes here and there made things slightly more comfortable. For starters, he changed the algorithm of the security system, the “speak in arabic” password was insane and Saeran chose something more traditional. Then, he went to a quick errand to the grocery store to stuff the fridge and pantries with basically anything that isn’t just Dr. Pepper and some strange chips with undefined taste. And, last but not least, this bunker-like place, even if it feels very Saeyoung or at least what Saeran thinks he knows about him,  has a weird cold impersonal aura, like the person who lived here knew they wouldn’t been staying for long, so why bother to make it look cozy? (Which, actually makes plenty of sense now that he thinks about it) And even that part was fixed, not by Saeran, but by you and your presence, that somehow makes this house feel like, in a certain way, a home.

So even though Saeran is comfortable and getting used to be surrounded by some vague scattered memories of his twin brother, he is not ready for the visitor that showed up unannounced that morning.

You and Saeran stared at the door when someone knocked. Visitors are rare, generally, just the RFA shows up, and they always have the courtesy to say they’re coming, sellers are also rare, and the guy with brown hair and a hoodie where it can be read “Tom” doesn’t look like a seller, it’s the conclusion both of you get to as you watch the security camera in puzzlement.

“Aren’t you opening it?” you ask him.

“Should I? What if it’s a trap?”

“What if it’s someone with information on your brother?”

This idea isn’t as comforting as people would imagine. After the whole ordeal with the prime minister and Saeran being thrown under a spotlight at a national level, lots of people tried to reach him with the promise of having clues about Saeyoung, some of them were, unfortunately, mistaken, others were just messing with him for the petty hell of it, so it’s no wonder why Saeran is a little skeptical.

“Oi, Seven! You home?”

Oh… he does know Saeyoung! Well, that’s… a first. So you don’t even think twice before opening the door for him.

“Whoa… h-hello there!”

Saeran knows this tone much too well, and he sure doesn’t like someone talking to his girlfriend in said tone, so he quickly joins you by the door, giving an icy glare to the stranger.

“Hey, dude! You’re here! You… have you lost weight?” the guys greets, inviting himself in and gets a little too close into Saeran’s personal space, in a way only you are allowed to get.


“And what happened to your hair? And… uhm…” he points to you. “Friend of yours?”

“I’m his girlfriend, and I’m sorry, but you are?”

“Oh, sorry, I’m Tom, nice to meet you!’ he offers his hand for you to shake. “Girlfriend, huh? You dog! And what’s with the contacts, man?”

“Excuse me?”

“Come on, Seven, you don’t have to pretend with your pal!”

“Oh, I’m not…”

“He’s not… he’s not Seven, Tom. He’s Saeran, Seven’s brother.”

“As for Sae- Seven, we… we don’t know where he is, but… we’re working on this.” Saeran adds with embarrassment, as if he really has to justify this for someone who basically barged into his place and made eyes at his girlfriend.

“No… fucking… way!” and now he’s cursing out of nowhere. Seriously, who the hell is this? “So what they’ve been saying in the news it’s true?!” the guys takes a step back, as if you and Saeran are from outer space.

“Well, depends… what did you see in the news?”

“That the prime minister is actually a crime lord with two kids he’s been trying to capture?”

“Ah yes, that is true.” Saeran nods.

“No way, dude! I thought this was just Seven pranking on a epic level, I mean, he would totally do something like this, right?”

“He would?” you ask.

“Sure, that’s why I wasn’t paying no mind, but then Seven went mia and I thought I should check it out, but it turns out that he really is a secret agent, he really has a twin brother and  really is missing?! Holy fuck, dude! I thought he was just messing around and even… disguising himself or whatever.” he points at Saeran in disbelief.

“Wait, Seven told you he is a secret agent?”

“Yeah, but I thought he was joking, if someone tells you they work as a secret agent, would you believe it?”

“You would be surprised at how many things I started believing and thought I never would, so I’m not a good point of comparison.” you shrug, making both guys laugh softly.

“So it is true! You’re the other guy, and… shit, Seven really is fucked, isn’t he?”

“I… I hope not, but yes…”

The guy looks astonished and disappointed at the same time, and Saeran can almost relate. Almost, because there’s still something off with this.

“How do you know my brother again?”

“Me? Oh, I live next door, see?” he points mindlessly to the front house. “Lemme introduce myself again, I’m Tom! Nice to meet you, Seven’s brother!”

“Tom? Like… in your hoodie?”

“Yep, exactly like that! Oh… and sorry for barging in like that, man, I honestly thought this was Seven making a huge shenanigan. I also owe an apology to you too, lady.”

“It’s… it’s alright. Hum… would you like something to drink?”

“Nah, I’m cool, but thanks.”

“I insist. Saeran, come help me in the kitchen.” you say it nicely, but Saeran knows this is not a request, so he follows you, actually, he would even if you haven’t told him to.

“MC, may I ask what are we doing?”

“Just being friendly with the guy next door, who also happens to be the only person outside the RFA that somehow knows your brother.”

“Yeah, and that smells fishy, don’t you think?”

“Huh, why?” you look genuinely surprised, so much it surprises Saeran as well.

“He knows my brother, and he knew he was a secret agent.”

“Yeah, because Saeyoung told him so, he is just too light hearted to even consider he was being serious.”

“And you actually believe in that? He can’t be that… dumb, MC.”

“So… what? You think he’s up to something?”

“I don’t know… maybe? What if he works for a rival agency, someone who would want to put their hands on a guy like my brother and is trying to use us to get that information? Think about it, MC… is it really normal that someone would use a hoodie with his name on it?”

“Okay, this is a little weird. But hey…” you grab his hand “Try to relax, even if that’s the case, you got this, we got this, alright? Let’s talk to him and see how much he knows, maybe he can even help us a little. And if he’s shady, well… it’s smarter to keep him close, no?”

“Yes, I… I suppose. Thank you, my love.” he gives you a quick hug, kissing your forehead before getting back to the living room with a Dr. Pepper can. “So… Tom, how long do you know my brother?”

“Hum… almost a year? I’ve been living here cause the rent is pretty cheap since the neighborhood is a little too far from downtown, so I can afford with some part time jobs. I actually met your brother because he paid me to wash one of his cars.”

“Really?” you nudge Saeran subtly, and he gets it. It doesn’t sound like a lie.

“Yep, he’s a pretty funny guy, and he helped me a lot, do you guys  know he has a famous friend and asked him for an autograph so I could sell it online? I made some good money.”

“That sounds nice.”

“And something like he would do.” Saeran rolls his eyes slightly, but not slightly enough for you not to notice and shoot him a reprimanding look in response.

“Oh! This book! Can I see it?” Tom suddenly points to the fairy tales book hanging in the couch next to you. Saeran nods, eyeing him suspiciously. “I saw it once, but when I tried to take a look, he got all cranky and told me to leave.”

“He did?” Saeran sounds more surprised than you.

“Yeah, like, he isn’t one to talk about serious stuff or about himself, so I thought this book could be a big deal for him” Tom flips through the pages and contemplates the handmade bookmark with “For Saeyoung written on it, along with the squared piece of plastic “And I was right, wasn’t I?” he smiles slyly, holding the floppy disc.

“You don’t even know how much.” you say, smiling gently, but Saeran can sense something threatening, as if you’re testing Tom.

“Oh, I don’t know anything, clearly!” he laughs in a nervous way. “What I do know is that Sev- Saeyoung is a nice guy, and that he doesn’t deserve anything bad to happen to him, so I hope you guys find him and bring him home, safe and sound.”

“So do we.” you smile and squeeze Saeran’s hand, not to test or to intimidate Tom, but only to show you don’t think he’s a threat. Maybe even to show you’re open to this possible new friendship. 

You and Saeran walk Tom to the door, and there’s a part of him feeling extremely satisfied with what this might look like: a newlywed couple getting a little visit from a neighbor in their new house. Their home. And this neighbor happens to be someone who knows his brother, well, maybe not too much, but enough to have a good impression of him, enough to help Saeran start seeing Saeyoung under a new light.

“Thanks for having me.”

“Thank you for dropping by.” Saeran offers his hand “Feel free to swing by more often.”

anonymous asked:

Can i have a HC where MC buys the RFA a video game and finds out that they are all rage-videogamers? Like MC will be cooking in the kitchen and then all the sudden hears their S/O shouting something so ridiculous because they're mad at the game?

Idk much about videogames, so these are short and maybe not that good. Hope you still like this!

I’ll be back soon with the first fic for Choimatos’ b-day!

RFA turning into rage gamers


  • When he saw you bought Resident Evil 7, he laughed.
  • More like scoffed.
  • “Babe, you give money to them, you encourage them on keep on doing those bad movies.”
  • Then he sees you playing and… okay, seems realistic, seems like a good horror movie…
  • He gives it a shot when you’re not home and boy…
  •  He doesn’t really like horror genre in general, he just likes when you two are watching some movie and you keep clinging on him.
  • But this game is so good, it has action, mistery and it’s scary as fuck, he would cling on you for his dearest life if he didn’t feel like playing the knight all the time for you.


  • For. Your. Honor
  • Look at these graphics, Yoosung! LOLOL could nevah!
  • He’s offended by such a blasphemy!
  • So it’s a little bit of a cold war, he’s on his room playing LOLOL, you’re in the living room playing FYH, and you look so focused.
  • So he needs to see what’s driving your attention on scolding him for playing so much.
  • And gurl… you were so right. LOLOL could never, indeed.
  • Now you can scold each other for playing so much, but just because you’re taking turns on playing this.


  • Sniper Ghost Warrior 3? WTF?
  • She didn’t even know like video games, let alone games with so much… violence!
  • Oh, she’s so worried you’ll end up like Yoosung!
  • And she won’t be able to do anything, because she hasn’t the guts to scold you like she does to Yoosung.
  • “MC, what are you doing?” “Learning history, geography and how to build guns!” “Okay…”
  • You explain to her very excitedly about the game and she… sees the appeal. Cn she try a little?
  • Ugh, why didn’t she find out about this before? This would be such a great anger relief in those days at C &R…


  • He had access to the best and the most current releases when he was a kid and… never cared about this.
  • You glare at him, what would you give to have all the games you wished for?
  • So now you got all the Super Mario editions!
  • And though the most recent ones are beautiful, you have a thing for the classics.
  • Apparently, so has he, as he watches you attentively and ask you to reming him how to play.
  • “I liked this one when I was little.” Hmmm, he still does.
  • It’s been a few hours now, won’t he go to work?


  • He’s been using the memes, but he doesn’t really care for the origin.
  •  You do, it’s from Persona 5, and you just bought it.
  • He’s watching you play, and you look so caught up with the plot, it’s adorable.
  • He keeps asking you questions to see you get all excited, then he starts taking interest in your answers.
  • Next thing you know, he’s helping you.
  • Now he has the console.
  • And you don’t even care, you both just want to finish this. The house is so silent, Saeran and Vanderwood are starting to get worried.