Hi! I just read that fic of yours about MC and Seven and her ex boyfriend and I totally could relate when you said you love the tensiona between them in rika's place, so I was wondering if you would write Seven's thoughts before that called he makes scolding MC for getting out for 7 minutes? Please <3
Awww, I’ve always wanted to try writing something based on the phone calls <3 This is so much fun!
Hope you all like this!^^
Seven Minutes in Hell
He took his phones off for the first time in a few hours. Hum… so silent, maybe he didn’t need to put them on in the first place if you were so quiet. Strangely quiet, unusually quiet, worryingly quiet…
No, it was better like this. You finally understood you needed to give him space to work, this was for the good of both of you, wasn’t it? Yes, yes it was. But still… why so quiet?
He looked around the living room just to make sure you weren’t sitting on the couch behind him, or in the kitchen trying to find something to eat. For a moment, Seven was relieved you weren’t there, noticing how he stopped typing in his laptop just to look at you for a little while. But then, he got worried all over again. You weren’t in the kitchen, neither in the living room, the bathroom door was open, indicating you weren’t there, so… where are you? In the bedroom?
“MC?” he called. No answer. Which was good, and at the same time it wasn’t.
What were you doing, for Christ’s sake? Reading? Listening some music? Sleeping? Oh yeah… sleeping… it’s been a while he doesn’t really sleep, he forgot normal people like you do that from time to time. Oh… you were sleeping, that’s good.
Yeah, sleeping is good, you sleeping is good. Your face peaceful face expression, your chest rising and falling evenly, your hair getting all messy… gahh, he needs to take a look at you! Just to make sure you’re okay, of course…
He steps into the bedroom, taking the chance of look at you as much as he wants without you getting the wrong idea and… you’re not there. Not in the bedroom, or in the bathroom, not in the living room or the kitchen, so… SHIT!
“MC?” Obviously, no answer. You weren’t there, and kidnapped people don’t respond. Oh God… you got kidnapped! If not by Saeran, then by Vanderwood or some other agent, for sure! Oh God! This was bad! How did this happen? He didn’t take his eyes off of you this whole time! Well, maybe he did a little when he got really carried away in the work, but… still, it wasn’t that much to the point of forgetting about you and being unaware of your presence, he could never!
How did they get here? Or…did they set a trap for you outside the apartment…? Outside… THE SECURITY FEED! Of course! He just needed to check the cameras outside! Why was he so stupid and didn’t think of this in the beginning? Ugh… why can’t he think straight when it comes to you?
He ran to his laptop, accessing the footages of the last… seven minutes? Yeah, he remembered seeing you next to the couch seven minutes ago, messing in your phone, trying to tie your hair in a ponytail, your ears are so cute, and that skirt is so short… FOCUS, SEVEN! SHE GOT KIDNAPPED AND YOU NEED A PLAN!
Oh, there you are with your ponytail and your short skirt, quickly glancing at the camera and moving towards the elevator. Hum… nothing suspicious in the hallway. He takes another look around your room, your phone isn’t here. Hum… that’s a good sign, he can call you. Oh, but what is he going to say? He can’t just say ‘hello, how are you?’ after being so rude to you. Yeah, no wonder you left, you’re probably tired of all this rudeness, who wouldn’t be tired of a jerk snapping over everything all the time? But still… you’re smart enough to know it’s better being with someone rude trying to protect you than with someone nice who wants to… harm you. In other words, you shouldn’t have left without talking to him! Ugh… what were you thinking?
Maybe you’re hungry? Why didn’t you say anything? He would have found some time to do something for you, it was the least he could do after putting you in so much trouble. Yeah… he should do something for you to eat. Do you like sandwiches?
Of course you do! Who doesn’t like sandwiches? Okay… what’s your favorite type? Maybe he could find this in a quick research on you? No, he has no time! Better do some three different types and hope you don’t mind it looks like garbage. Oh… you’re probably thirsty too, what’s your favorite juice flavor? Well, hopefully it will be one of these three, If only he had a little more time…
Okay, now he can welcome you properly! I mean… not really, but at least you’ll have something to eat. Okay, now he gathered courage enough to call you… and scold you.
“Hello…?” ahh, your voice. He’s so relieved he’s hearing it again.
“Where are you? Where did you go on your own?” He wants to sound mad, but he’s pretty sure he just sounds desperate. Ugh… pathetic.
“You were so quiet I thought you were asleep… I had to check the security feed on the hallway to see that you left. That was 7 minutes ago. I didn’t realize that you’d left for 7 minutes… What if something happened in that time?” seriously… what if something happened? How would he be able to live with that?
“You didn’t answer me…and you seemed really focused…” oh, it almost sounds like you’re pouting. So childish! And cute…
“If you felt that frustrated staying inside, you should have just taken off my headphones and made me listen to you… Are you mad that I was ignoring you?” ugh… now he’s pouting! What’s wrong with him?
He needs to toughen up immediately! It’s for your own good! “You do realize how dangerous the situation is right now, right? How could you leave on your own even when you know a hacker is after this place… Some stranger person could have been waiting outside to kidnap you.” Oh… just imagining it makes his chest ache. “Where are you?”
“I’m waiting for the elevator downstairs. It’s taking some time to come down.”Oh… that’s it? Well, he could have hacked into the security system down there too, stupid! Or he could just have attached GPS in your clothing… yes! That’s a great idea! He’ll never lose you like that!
“…I should have put a GPS tracking device on your clothes. Oh… I brought a couple here. Give me your jacket when you get back so that I can attach it.” That pink jacket that looks so cute on you… shit, focus! “Why in the world did you leave?”
“I was going to get Honey Buddha Chips for you… but I couldn’t find them at the store.” Nnnnng, cute! Why are you so cute? Why are you so nice to someone who doesn’t deserve at all?
“…You don’t need to care about me. I told you to leave me alone just to work… Why didn’t you listen to me?” Ugh! What a dick! But he can’t help it… well, maybe he can a little? “Hurry back inside… If you are hungry, there’s a sandwich inside the fridge so go eat that. I made it so I can’t vouch for the taste, but it will fill you up.”
“You made it for me?” Yes, what wouldn’t he do for you, for God’s sake?
“No, I made it when I was making my own. I didn’t have time to care about the taste so it looks sloppy.” Definitely way less than what you deserve it… and this is not just about the food. “There’s tuna, ham, and egg, so pick what you want . We have orange, grape and grapefruit juice. That was all I could do in 7 minutes.”
You giggle, making his heart flutter. No, no, no, this is wrong! Don’t do adorable noises thinking he’s trying to be adorable! He’s not adorable! He’s fucked up! “I really… I really just wanted to eat all three types of sandwiches… so don’t take it the wrong way.” Yeah… this will push you away, right?
He can’t push away the happiness he feels when he hears the little ding of the elevator. “Oh… I just heard the elevator. You’re on it, right?” You’re back! Thank God, you’re back, and you’re fine, and you won’t mind this terrible food and this terrible company… you’ll be safe, and that’s all that matters.
“I’ll be waiting in the front of the door.” He runs to the door, how does one to take this relieved smile out of its face? He has to look angry! What you did is wrong! Everything you’re doing is wrong! And he’ll be wrong if he smiles, so he needs to give you some tough lov… he needs to be tough on you! Yeah!
“I can’t focus until I see you… Hurry.” WRONG! Ugh… he’s so pathetic when it comes to you…
He furrows his eyebrows when he spots you in the hallway. Yep, you’re okay, exactly like you were seven minutes ago. And this can never happen again. All of this, for that matter.
Well, at least now he’ll be able to focus! Sorta…