REQUEST! - MC with a tragic past x 707/Saeyoung
Hiiiiiiii there little beans!
So… okay, maybe it’s a little too long (?) But I wanted this request to be like a “mini one-shot” so I could explain the character as you wanted it to be. There’s no way I could write about an MC like that by writing an scenario… Am I explaining myself? Dammit, sorry ;;
And one more thing before you read this… so, I think this is the first time I write such a long post in english, like I said it’s not my main language although I do write and talk in english almost every day (I’m studying English and Spanish language and literature at university) but it’s not that easy to me yet… So just that, if you find mistakes or any typo please tell me nicely and be patient with me, I’m trying my best ಥ_ಥ
This was a difficult request tbh, but you know what? I LOVE CHALLENGES! So, here you have! I really hope you enjoy reading this and please tell me if you like it and request and ask and
askdfnsdf no im not nERVOUS YOU aRE ;; omfgfuck
The first thing Saeyoung did when you joined the RFA was do a background check, he didn’t found much and that really surprised him, everyone has something, either is good or bad, but you? You were clean.
He found some profiles on different social media platforms but that was it, you didn’t interact that much with people, no actualized information about family or friends, just a few photos and the list of where you had studied and worked within these years. The only interesting thing he found about you was something about adoption, he found out you became orphan when you were ten and then they adopted you and you spent the rest of your days in Korea.
That made Saeyoung wonder… What kind of past might be hidding under the covers? You were always so shy and serious, at first he thought you were the poor version of Jumin, dammit, your politeness and your serious manners almost fooled him. But, for some reason, he started seeing something that the other members of the rfa didn’t seem to notice, your serious attitude was just a façade to hide how damn broken you were inside. Maybe he knew something was wrong, maybe he knew you were wearing a mask because he was wearing his own mask to hide his own demons. Maybe that was why you could unterstand him better than anyone, and you were able to say what he needed to hear in the exact moment he needed to hear it.
He didn’t know anything, he tried to search more than a couple of times something that could have led him to understand why you were like that, what had happened to you… he tried to pull the threads of the adoption issue but nothing came out, just names and dates, nothing relevant. It almost seemed like you were a ghost, a fantasy of his shattered mind to release some pain, to feel loved…
You always tried to avoid talking about your past and he did too, it was something mutual but, when everything went bat shit crazy and Saeran appeared and you finally discovered Saeyoung’s past… You felt kind of guilty, guilty for not being able to tell him about yours too, every damn time you tried but couldn’t tell him felt like a knife stabbing your chest.
You felt that you owed him that much, the truth, the… the pieces to the puzzle you were, you wanted him to fully understand you, and for that to happen you needed to tell him the truth. Not telling him was betraying his confidence in you and you just couldn’t afford losing him, not ever, not in a million years. He was the only thing you had, he made you feel loved for the first time in… well, too many years, and you couldn’t risk that, just… you could never risk that much.
So one day, after three months of dating, you gathered the courage to tell him the truth. You cried, it was the first time in years you opened to someone, so everything you had been hidding inside a box in your heart suddenly opened and floded your entire being; every memory, every word, all the lonely nights suddenly came to your eyes and your lips. You cried, and sobbed and hiccuped and you explained him all about you, what you remembered and what you knew from your adoptive parents, everything.
You remember you had a poor family but you were happy and everyone was kind and loyal, you had such lovely, brave parents… But the fairy tail ended once the war started in your country, with such bad luck that your house was in the same district were the rebellious were hidding.
It was days since you had eaten, the war had stopped the whole city on an hiatus and without a job your parents couldn’t gain money and without money there was no food… so they sneaked out to try to get something to eat for you and that was the last time you saw them, they got killed in the middle of a gun fight.
The only memory you have after that it’s about you, wandering through the streets, crying and calling your parents until someone picked you up and the nightmare begun. You were alone, the people who picked you up used to beat you up and used you as a slave until war paused and someone from the gobernment found about you and picked you up to south Korea.
Your adoptive parents were good people, you needed time and therapy but you finally could start to love them and be kind and more open to them. They died in a car accident when you were twenty and you ended up alone once again, that was the moment you decided you wouldn’t open to anyone again, you wouldn’t love or care for anyone again, everyone that you loved ended up dead, that was the reason why it was so hard to get to open to Saeyoung, and you still were afraid to fully love him…
All the time while you were trying to explain yourself Saeyoung was hugging you, kissing your tears away, kissing your hair, your forehead, your hands, every scar you have… He tried to gave you strenght to continue and smiled tenderly every time you stopped to breath and wash your tears.
He was finally able to pick up the pieces from the puzzle but he couldn’t believe how bad, how traumatic your past was, how broken you might be inside, he couldn’t even imagine how fucking hard that could have been for you. He cried too that night, he couldn’t sleep in days thinking about your history. He tried to be the best person for you since that moment, the most lovely and tender and understanding, always there when you might crash down from memories suddenly floding you head, always there to hug you to sleep after every nightmare. Always there.
He understands you’re not a prankster like him, he still do prank you anyways, he loves teasing you and see you laugh, he adores you. Oh, and that time you bought that “MEME GUIDE FOR DUMMIES” He felt something warming up in his soul, that was so cute… He laughed a bit tho, the moment had been pretty hilarious. Nonetheless, he will do whatever it takes to make you happy, even if that means watch romantic movies and take long walks or go buy you some ice cream at 3AM at that Mc Donalds drive thru at the other side of the town.
That’s one of those nights, you had a nightmare and he couldn’t sleep either so… It was something like this:
You were sweeting and moving to much in bed, he tried to cuddle you but then you started screaming and crying and he had to wake you up.
-Hey! MC…MC! MC are you okay? Please wake up babe, you’re scaring me, wake up my angel… -He tries to wake you up with sweet words and tender touches.
When you finally wake up you’re dead scared and still crying and sobbing. He sits in the bed with his back to the header, you’re lying on your side in a fetal position, in between his legs and with your head on his chest
(I don’t know if it’s clear, if not I’ll search and post a photo of this posture). He’s the sweetest and the most understanding boyfriend you could ever ask for.
-Okay, it’s okay little alien, I’m here, I’m not going anywhere, I’m here with you… -He sing-songs, like a lullaby, calming you down.
-They… they were… and you… -You try to speak but still the fear is more powerful than you.
-Shh babe, I’m here with you, listen to my heart, it will be alright alien -He says with a sweet voice, slowly running his fingers through your hair, giving you all the time you need to recover.
After a while you’re relaxed and feeling almost at bliss, he’s like a balm, his voice, his touches, his kind and lovely words… He’s the best thing that has happened to you, the best thing ever.
-I love you, you don’t know how much… don’t ever leave me, please Saeyoung… -You say and then you re-position yourself to be able to kiss him.
And you do, slow and smooth, you try to express how you feel through the kiss but it’s not long before you two start wanting more and run out of air, you move away from each other lips just to breath and clash again in a quite suffocated kiss, he cups your cheeks in his hands and you put yours in his shoulders so you don’t lose balance and you sink your nails on his flesh, his response is almost immediate, he moans and brokes the kiss to grasp for air.
-MC… You… I… I love you -He says and looks at you with tender eyes.
Sometimes you love teasing him, you’re not a cheerful person, you’re quite serious most of the time to be honest, but tonight you feel like teasing him a little now that you’re feeling better -maybe it’s your way of avoiding your thoughts tonight, who cares, if it works for you then it’s okay- so you stand up from bed and look at Saeyoung, who’s looking back at you with a mix of lust and confusion.
-I want ice cream, let’s go to Mc Donalds’s drive thru! -You say all of a sudden, and you obviously think it’s not going to work, you think he’s going to grab you by the waist to drag you back to him and kiss you again… but, oh, dear… you’re quite surprised when he stands up too.
-Let’s go then, nothing I wouldn’t do for my little alien! -And he smiles and starts dressing, leaving you standing there, half naked and confused af.
So that’s how you end up in a Mc Donalds’s drive thru at 3 AM to buy a fucking McFlurry. That’s how it is, one moment you’re crying in the middle of a nightmare, then you’re kissing him and an hour later you’re buying ice cream. You’re happy just like that, it may seem crazy… but you love that, you’re in love with him, with his madness, with every inch of him, you’re in love with the life you’re living, even if it’s hard as hell sometimes.
And one day you’re going to marry him in the space station, that’s for sure.
That’s it, have a nice day little beans (っ◔◡◔)っ ❤