#saeran fan fiction

[sunshinejihyun]

Never Forget (Mystic Messenger)

Pairing: Saeyoung Choi x Unnamed MC Rating: PG-13 Summary: It’s the twin’s birthday and Saeyoung and his fiancee steal away for a few moments away when it all gets to be a little too much Word Count: 1.5k

Author’s note: Hiya guys! I’m finally back and I’m so excited to be sharing my writing for the Mystic Messenger fandom once again. This fic was is special to me, because it’s for the twins’ birthday, and I just love the thought of them living together so happily, and just because it’s my first finished Mystic Messenger piece that I’ve done in years. I hope you enjoy reading this, as much as I loved writing this little splice of life.

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“Happy birthday,” She mumbled against Saeyoung’s lips, her eyes searching his own.

The rhythmic up and down stroking on her back faltered for a second before stopping fully and Saeyoung’s warm hand settled on her hip, pulling her even closer. 

The summer night breeze was chilly, but the goose bumps covering their skin was in anticipation of what was to come, not the wind. 

“Stop reminding me that I’m old,” he complained, in an over-exaggerated and drama-filled voice. She almost bent to grab one of the pillows from the patio furniture - discolored from the sun kissing it every moment of every day in the summer - yet when she looked at his face, she saw his eyes twinkling with happiness and couldn’t bear to even possibly wipe it off.

“I’ll be turning the same age soon, are you calling me old as well?” She asked, raising her eyebrow in a challenge. 

“Practically grandma age,” Saeyoung continued on, his eyes sparkling with a laugh. Quickly though, his laugh dropped and he stood up straight, examining the top of her head. “Yup, you’re  ancient. I see gray hair growing in.” His tone was teasing and if it were anyone else, she would have been offended, even if it was only a joke. But Saeyoung was… Saeyoung, and she knew he never meant any harm to her. He paused once more before adding, “but don’t worry, I still love you.”

“Shut up,” She replied, pulling him in and ghosting her lips over his once again. “But I love you too, gramps.”

Through the quiet night, all that the moon could hear was Saeyoung’s groan and his fiancee’s giggle.

All their friends were inside; Saeran was opening his present from the rest of the RFA, and while everyone was distracted, she nudged Sayoung on the shoulder and motioned for him to follow her outside onto the balcony.

Now, there they stood: on V’s balcony, right under the moonlight as they held each other close. His glasses were fogging up from their breath intermingling and she had to stop herself from pulling  away and drawing a heart on one of the lenses. It was cute in theory, yet much more annoying to try and clean off - not that Saeyoung really ever cleaned his glasses, they were always littered with fingerprints.

“Thanks for always making my birthday special,” he said sincerely, pulling back to brush her bangs out of her eyes. “You always know how to make a fella feel appreciated.”

She smiled softly, squeezing her arms around his middle just a little tighter. “There’s no reason to thank me. I did nothing, really.”

Saeyoung was quiet for a moment. All that could be heard was a bunch of muffled laughter from within the room everyone else was gathered in. He assumed that either Jumin or Saeran had made a joke, because based on the laughter, it was full of pity - everyone understood that it was meant to be funny, but the delivery fell flat and instead of letting him sit in embarrassment, they laughed. It was most likely Saeran; Zen was laughing which made the probability of it being Jumin 0-1. 

Saeyoung shook his head, sitting down on the couch and grabbing her hand, gently tugging her down onto the couch next to him. She snuggled into his side, his arm going around her shoulders and he bent his head to kiss her forehead softly. “Now, what you’re saying is plain untrue.” He used the arm that was wrapped around her to poke her side, and then laughed along with her at her response to the ticklish feeling. “You gave me a reason to keep going once I had lost all hope. You gave me a family, you continue to give me joy every single day.” He gestured toward all their friends inside as she returned to her spot on his side. “You made a group of friends into a family, you helped find my brother.”

It was her turn to shake her head. “You did all of that too, Sae. Nothing that happened could have been done by only one person. You did as much as I did - no, as much as Jumin, Jaehee, Zen, V, and Yoosung did, as well. Every single one of us did something to help create a family, and we wouldn’t have been able to find your brother without the RFA.”

Seven was about to respond when someone cleared their throat behind them. They both turned around to see Jihyun standing there, holding up his pipe with a sheepish smile on his face. “Sorry to interrupt. I didn’t know you guys were out here until I stepped out to smoke.” His eyes softened as he walked around the couch and sat down on the chair kiddie corner to where Saeyoung was sitting. “She’s right, you know, Luciel? You helped create what’s happening in there,” V gestured to where Saeran was sitting on the couch next to Yoosung and the younger man was showing him how to use the Nintendo Switch he was gifted for his birthday. Zen was standing behind the two, leaning over so he could see the screen and learn along as well. “Saeran wouldn’t be here without you. The RFA wouldn’t even be here without you. Rika and I might have been the founders, but you made it possible.”

Sayoung tucked his head, his hair falling into his eyes. “Thanks, V,” he said, squeezing his fiancee’s thigh in comfort. “I’m thankful for you.”

“And I as well, for you,” V responded, giving a soft smile to him. 

The woman sitting next to him placed her hand over his own. “What do you say? We go back and join everyone?” Seven nodded and she stood up, pulling him up behind her with the hand that was already holding his. “Jihyun? Will you join us?” 

He waved the couple off, holding up his pipe. “I’ll be in soon,” 

As the couple went inside, Jihyun lit his pipe and stared up at the moon, his new inspiration shining so brightly in the night sky on a day that was so important to everyone important to him. The twins reminded him of his past, but also of a bright future. He would no longer look on the past with regret, but with happiness that everything that happened led up to this moment, with everyone he cared about gathered in his living room, rosy cheeks from the wide smiles everyone adorned. 

Inside, Saeyoung joined the group in gathering around the new gaming console, playfully ruffling his brother’s hair as he teased him over losing in Mario Kart. Saeran shot a glare at his brother but did nothing to remove his hand on his head, and his cheeks were tinted pink, which was a dead giveaway of how happy he actually was.

“I feel like we’re missing someone,” Jaehee remarked as the other woman went to stand beside her. “And we’re missing cake.”

The woman smiled sneakily. “I’ve got it covered, and it should be arriving any minute.”

Sure enough, before Jaehee could even answer, a knock sounded on the front door as V came in from outside, a knowing smile on his face. The boys surrounding the console didn’t even so much as look up, but Jumin curiously poked his head out from the kitchen where he was surveying Jihyun’s wine selection for the best one to serve with a sweet dessert.

As the door swung open, Vanderwood walked in with a grin on his face, a blue and pink birthday cake in one hand, and a horde of party hats - enough for everyone there to have one - in the other. “I’m here now, the party can start.” He announced after V greeted him and offered to take the cake into the kitchen to cut for serving.

Ignoring his hospitality, Vanderwood set the cake on the table before heading over to the twins and plopping a pointed cone hat on each of their heads, and handing the rest to Jaehee to pass around. As everyone was fussing over the party hats, Vanderwood took each twin and sat them down in front of the cake, both of their faces full of toothy grins as Vanderwood lit some candles for the boys to blow out.

Right before the group started to sing, Jihyun appeared in front of the table, his camera in his hand. “Smile!” He announced as the candles started dripping on the cake.

While the twins both grinned straight at the camera, Vanderwood threw an arm over each boy and smiled down at them. Everyone else smiled at the three from afar, delighted to see the pure joy on the brothers’ faces. 

That’s how this birthday for the twins was remembered; all of their family together, smiling. That alone was the best gift either of them could have asked for - although the Switch was something that was frequently used in their household for the next few years. The picture that Jihyun had taken of them was one that each boy kept in the wallet, close at all times, so they would never forget - not that they ever would.

[m0ldyc0ffee]

DOES ANYONE REMEMBER THIS FIC I DONT KNOW THE NAME BUT BASICALLY ITS A SAERAN ASSISTANT AU WHERE YOU BOTH END UP ESCAPING BUT SAERAN "DIES" IN THE DESTRUCTION OF MINT EYE BUT THEN HE COMES BACK LIKE A FEW YEARS LATER IDK THE AUTHOR EITHER I READ THIS IN LIKE DECEMBER 2021 OR JAN 2022 ON AO3 I CANT FIND IT ANYWHERE ON THERE PLS HELP

[three-word-count]

The Taste of Home

Chapter Two: Delphinium

read Chapter One on tumblr here

Saeran x reader, post-after-ending domestics

Word count: 1128

Read on Ao3 link with author notes

[ I love even the parts of you I cannot see. Everything related to you is lovely. ]

…

Saeran had no idea. 

The two of you often went thrifting. It was a wonderful way to spend time together in a different place, enraptured by all the curious little items filling up the shelves in droves. It was one of his favorite newly discovered hobbies. There was far more to be seen than inside a retail homestore. 

Often, you found hidden treasures in the forms of random knick knacks that now dotted across your shared dresser at home, or ornate picture frames that held your photos proudly on walls. Sometimes Ray found a garden chair that he just had to take home. Sometimes you didn't have to buy anything at all to have fun. You'd even goof off sometimes, sitting at a worn down dining room set having an idle chat over imaginary tea, or suddenly launching yourself into some puffy old recliner much to his startlement. 

And rarely, you'd find an old, forgotten instrument, hidden among the mess of it all. 

He hadn't expected anything out of the usual from you with it. Just the standard schedule of messing around for kicks. Perhaps a quick quip of, “Look, my love! I’m a star!” which he’d answer with a feigned profession of how much he admired your musical prowess, claiming to own all your vinyl albums (Some encased in frames, too, he may add! A divine complement!) as your absolute number one fan (this part of his fictional claim, however, was true). 

But he didn't know. 

Really. 

He stood with his arm crossed loosely, an amused grin on his face as he expected you to put on a messy show for a cute little memory that he could store away inside his mind. 

Until you sounded your first chord. 

Your face looked like that of home. A softened smile. Shining eyes that hid a shade of sadness for something you'd left behind and missed dearly. 

Your second chord. Slow and tentative as your fingers did exactly what they needed to do, a satisfied emotion adding to the pool within your eyes as you confirmed that you still remembered it after so many years. A single, shy laugh of content. 

You let the so-deeply ingrained muscle memory take control, bliss carrying you through the song you knew like the back of your hand. After years of being buried in your head’s dusty recesses, rust was sure to be expected. But any blemish in the twangs of an off-key strike were lost to Saeran’s ears as all he heard were the celestial chords of nothing less than perfection. It was music to his ears, in more ways than one. 

The notes melted in his ears like the honey in his morning green tea, rejuvenated him like a cool dawn breeze, woke him up like the sun. The taste of your happiness flowed through the air like syrup he poured over his sundaes, sweetening his heart at the sight of you so confidently sharing your art. He was proud. Proud to know someone like you, who felt safe enough to expose your hidden passions to him with no hesitation. Proud to be with someone like you, who allowed him to bask in your light and accept his place by your side. Proud to see you for you. He was also very much in love, as if he couldn't possibly fall any deeper with you already, but you proved him wrong time and time again as he tumbled harder for your every revealed facet even further than before. 

You hadn’t taken notice of his expression until you finished your short song. “Speechless, Ray…? Come on now, I'm not that good,” you laughed.

He stood, mouth agape, his cheeks dusted a shade of pink enough to rival his highlights. “I didn’t know you could play,” he gawked. 

“Ahh, it was just an old hobby. It's nothing special or anyth-”

“Yes it is!”

You were a bit taken aback by his interjection, a rather unusual event coming from Saeran. He was rarely ever vocally worked up, outside of displaying excitement for his latest  fresh-budding flowers, avidly defending “pesky” pollinators and misunderstood animals that were crucial to ecosystems, or of course during your commonly traded info-dump sessions. 

“That was… that was more than special! I didn’t know that you…!” He trailed off and instead gestured at you excitedly. 

“Ahh, well, you know…” you shrugged, “It’s not like I have any instruments here. It just wasn't important to mention before.”

“It’s important to me, now, though. It’s something you enjoy, isn’t it…?”

“Uh… Yeah… I guess. It’s just that I haven't had the access or ability since I’ve moved into Seoul. So I kinda just… left it behind. It’s alright though. It happens.”

Saeran only stared at you, a hurt look on his face. “But you looked so happy, just then,” he lamented. “I’d rather you enjoy yourself than give up something you loved just from moving on to a new way of life. I still enjoy gardening after… after everything. I want you to have something like that, too.” 

“I like gardening with you.”

“No, no, something different. Something just for you. You help me a lot with harvests and care, but you also let me have time just for myself when I need it. I’ve spent some days in the greenhouse alone with my thoughts, watching the clouds pass by above me through the glass. We all need things just for ourselves sometimes. I know you tend to neglect that.”

You thought about that statement. You had hobbies, didn’t you? Were you too lost in forging your new path nowadays and you just hadn’t noticed? You didn’t want to see that as the truth. You know how it hurts to lose parts of yourself. You already lost music when you left it behind for your move to Seoul. 

“I… make things sometimes,” you countered, using your arsenal of crafts and doodles scattered around the house as ammunition. 

“Not as often as you’d like. I know that. I’ve been there. I can see it.” He reached out to hold your hand, lifting it to his lips for a gentle kiss. “I want you to be happy, my love. I want you to take advantage of the freedom you have in our shared home now. Like me.”

You felt a sting in your eyes. “You always know exactly what to say, don't you,” you resigned. 

He hummed. “Not always. It’s something I’ve learned. I only want the best for you.” 

You leaned into him, melting into a hug. “I love you,” you whispered into his ear.

“And I love you. Now,” he said, pulling back to look you in the eyes, “shall we buy it? I know exactly where it would look beautifully back home.” 

[k0kichiimagines]

Hello! Can I request ray/saeran being in love with MC while she is with 7?

yes yes! i took some inspiration from the bad ending where ray starts questioning if you've been playing 'his version' of the game,

also first fan fiction post of the year hehe happy new year everyone <3

ray x reader / seven x reader

[Heat lightening]

"there's nothing i can do, not much i can change. i give it up to you. i surrender"

cws : none; angst no happy ending / one sided love

"Why does it always crash when Seven's around?" your voice is frustrated - you'd taken a fondness to hacker, regardless of Ray's attempt to warn you his route would only hurt you. You'd be prepared to face the angst even for just a moment more of his sweet words - but it seemed the game would glitch and freeze, or Ray would conveniently have to come to do reports mid conversation. Were the warnings just covers for the route not being complete?

"Does it? It must be because that AI is the worst of the lot, he's filled with so many bugs he's caused nothing but trouble for me... of course you can chose who you'd want, but I'd advise a different route."

"Hmm... but I like Seven, it'd be a shame to give up just over a few bugs, don't you think?" He seemed to stiffen at your words, searching for something to say.

See, his excuses had worked, they'd all made sense even if they were a bit suspicious - but upon learning the AIs were in fact actual people, and this was an actual party you were planning, and you were also now surprise kidnapped by a cult, the excuses didn't work anymore. All he'd say was 'Seven is a traitor' ,'He's a liar' and 'He's a danger to the Mint Eye.'

From what you'd gathered... what you'd suspected... was Ray was being manipulated, controlled, hurt buy the 'saviour' of this nightmare. And if that was the case, then surely that only meant Seven wasn't the heartless evil you'd been told. Surely it meant... his words were true? You cared for Ray, perhaps not in the way you suspected he was starting to care for you, you didn't blush around him, your thoughts were platonic - but that doesn't mean you love him any less. Just different. You still want him free. But how could accomplish such a task? V was trying... what could you do that was any more? The man seemed too focused on desperately trying to get you to love him not Seven, love him, love anyone not Seven, please not Seven. Ray was crying, pleading, calm only when your hands were soft on his shoulders - only for his heart to shatter over and over again whenever you called him nothing more then a friend.

And he'd come night after night as though one day you'd change your mind, fall into his arm with the sparkle in your eyes he only saw when he was mentioned. Your words about escaping fell on deaf ears, went through a man who couldn't care less what he went through if he could only hold you once. He was sorry, sorry he lied, sorry he wasn't enough - he'll change everything, anything, please, please, please.

Saeran wasn't as kind. He shut down the messenger the second the party was cancelled - you didn't need to speak to them anymore. Seven was frantically trying to get through to you, setting up rooms after rooms that he tried to hide from Saeran's merciless attacks - never getting more then a few words out before Saeran shut it down, teasingly letting you both think that just for a second it would work.

"He took everything from me, he was always better then me. It's not fair, it's not fair! You're my toy! Mine! Mine, mine, mine!"

Day after day passed, nothing more then a blur of events. Had it been a week? Three days? A few minutes? Time meant nothing to you anymore.

707: ive found a way to send a message he can't see... but only one!! pls follow the link!! trust me and download it!! pls pls pls!!

And then you had a chatroom again. Well... it was just the two of you. He could add the rest... but... wasn't it nice to have the online equivalent of some alone time? He'd pass your messages on the others if you had any.

Oh? Was that your selfie? He thought you were even cuter then he'd pictured you. Are you embarrassed? Gahh, he can't handle it.

All the teasing from the members came to your mind, all the 'ohhh Seven likes you!!' from Yoosung, 'he's a man!! be careful!! from Zen.

707: imma dangerous guy... you shouldn't fall for someone like me lol

(name): im already in a dangerous situation, arent it?

707: lololol

707: true...

707: do i need to be ur prince in shining armour to come save u?

(name): saved with a true loves kiss!

707: ki

707: kiss?!

(name): its the only way to truly save me

707: ah, then i'll have to do it. you know. to save you.

Your mood rose, Saeran hated it and snatched your phone again and again, unaware Seven was sure to keep the app hidden unless he activated it, calling you before hand and with a whole system to shut it off in a second if Saeran came barging in - code words, secret clues, it was all hidden and neat,

But then he slipped up.

You two were never at pet names. Not seriously. The sudden accidental 'Darling' in one of his what Saeran now understood as fake attempts at contacting you felt like a slap to the face. Could it have been a joke? But in such a seemingly serious message... He looked back, he saw the switch, the one night he hadn't noticed anything and suddenly you were happier and Seven was trying less.

Saeran: You two think you're so clever, huh?! Using private chatrooms.

Saeran: just you wait...

Saeran: i'll take your phone myself.

Saeran: sit lonely in that room and do nothing but wait for me. i'll even install a speaker system, you can talk to me through that hehehe

Saeran: say goodbye to your lover boy.

He through his phone after sending that last message, ignoring the cracking of the screen as he yelled into the palms of his hands. He couldn't admit why this angered him so much, if he thought he would have to admit - so he didn't think. He sat there in silence, no sound beyond his shaken breaths.

Darling.

If he were to head to your room he'd break down again, he'd yell and fall crying at your feet, he'd forget the phone and run, it would the catalyst to you leaving. To him having to accept the one simple fact : you didn't romantically love him.

Perhaps he knew this. Subconsciously. Perhaps consciously.

Perhaps he went to you anyway,

[ciaossu-imagines]

Still keeping with the same prompt, just with the fandom changing to Mystic Messenger! There’s actually only a few polyships I really enjoy for this fandom and chose randomly from those ones so I hope all my Mystic Messenger fans will enjoy the polyship headcanons for Yoosung/Reader/Saeran!

Who’s the cuddler?

I have always had this strong headcanon that Saeran is a little touch-averse at first. He really wants that physical affection, truly he does. But it makes him uncomfortable and a little scared for quite a long time and it needs to be something that he’s eased into and given space and time to become comfortable with. Yoosung would be the more physically affectionate on initially because he just really loves the little acts of holding hands or cuddling with you. They make him genuinely happy. In the long term, though, after he’s become more okay with it, I feel like Saeran is the more physically affectionate one overall, with long, firm hugs being his thing.

Who makes the bed?

It would have to be you because honestly, both of these boys are kind of slobs in that regards. They just don’t think to make the bed unless they’re told to or someone makes a comment about it. That being said though, Yoosung changes his sheets more than Saeran does.

Who wakes up first?

I honestly feel like it would have to be you or Yoosung but only like 90% of the time. The other 10% it’s Saeran, but only because he just plain out hasn’t slept. I’ve always strongly headcanoned that Saeran has issues with sleep and there are times that he’ll go days without sleeping and then just micro-naps until his body just can’t handle it anymore because both his mind and body are just too exhausted, and he crashes. Yoosung, if given the choice, will prefer to sleep in a bit, especially if he’s spent the night up with you and Saeran or up gaming but he can get up early for school or work.

Who has the weird taste in music?

Saeran’s tastes run weird because they’re really split between what Saeran likes from childhood, what he liked in his Unknown persona, and what he liked as Ray. Ray preferred soft music and instrumentals or classical music from the Romantic period, while Unknown was really into trap and rap music. Saeran though…he remembers the songs Saeyoung sang with him as children and lullabies soothe him still.

Who is more protective?

I feel like Yoosung can get more protective, definitely, and especially so after everything that happens in the game. It can come across at times like he doesn’t trust you or Saeran or doesn’t think you guys will make the right decisions because he’s incredibly poor at finding the words to describe why he worries so much about you and usually ends up putting his foot in his mouth a little. It’s actually what causes most of the larger fights with Yoosung.

Who sings in the shower?

Saeran does it. He hates singing in public because it embarrasses him to have people watch him sing. He’s fine with singing to you over the phone or when your eyes are closed and he thinks you’re sleeping…but the shower is his private spot where no one watches him and, because he genuinely enjoys singing, he lets himself do it in there.

Who cries during movies?

Oh my god but is Yoosung ever a sap when it comes to anything even remotely sad during a movie. He just gets really into his media, and he connects deeply with those fictional characters and when bad things happen to or for them, it can upset him deeply. There were definitely cut scenes even in just his video games that made him tear up.

Who spends the most while out shopping?

Yoosung can live on a pretty reasonable budget but has a tendency to throw money away on games when he has a rough day. Saeran…despite growing up with relatively nothing, really, he never quite learned the value of money or how to budget it or manage it and he’s the worst one for spending without thinking, especially so if he’s using card instead of cash.

Who kisses more roughly?

Saeran’s kisses are hesitant, especially at first, but can become very rough when he gets comfortable or stops feeling embarrassed and just surrenders to the moment.

Who is more dominant?

It would have to be a combination of both you and Saeran. Yoosung is definitely quite submissive. He would honestly be just as happy to turn over every big decision to you and Saeran and have you two make all the decisions. Saeran’s streak of dominance is more out of needing to feel like he’s in control of his life and his decisions after so long of not having any control over those things.

My rating of the ship from 1-10?

Honestly, it’s probably about 6 or 7 out of 10. It’s not an absolute favourite, I have to write about it so much kind of love, but I’m definitely a fan because I think these two balance each other out well and would interact with both each other and with the lovely readers (or myself, if I’m having fun with self-ship fantasies) in such interesting ways.

[anas-tasiaa]

I'm getting better at least! Slowly but surely. I hope I get more ideas about writing for the twins but some ideas do come to my mind, I just need to do the writing SJDJSJDJ

And please feel free to ramble about them to me! It can be through my asks or even DMS, I'm always happy to hear about the Choi twins!!

I'm also super happy that they get a happy ending, it makes me feel satisfied and the urge to protect them and spoil them with gifts and love hhhhh!!

Especially Saeyoung cuz I'm a huge ass simp but shhhh

I'm just happy they can live their life now and even together! :D

While I have read some fan fiction featuring them, I have yet to come across a story in which they magically travel back in time to meet each other as children. Just think about it! Kid Saeyoung would be all tearing up seeing Saeran has become an adult. A heartwarming reunion. Well, I enjoy them regardless of genre, but I am especially fond of those that depict everyday domestic life. Tbh I like them better in OS universe than AS, OS could kill you million times and you're still be hurting. Oh also, you can always tag me in any fanfiction you create involving them. It would mean the world to me! ♥️🫶🏻

Yes! Saeyoung is just 😭👍🏻👍🏻👍🏻 Saeyoung's dogged determination and perseverance when he sets his mind to anything are qualities I admire. Everything about him is just a green sign, including his love, care, trust, and patience. He gave up his own life so that Saeran may have the best of everything. His willingness to give up on his life to protect saeran is just, sobs. I can talk at length about Saeyoung, gosh. He...he is an excellent brother and a person you can count with. I appreciate it, Saeyoung. Thank you ♥️

[marshmallowprotection]

This song analysis request popped into my head and I love it so much I'm kind of emotional XD;;;

So you know that song from Tarzan? I think it was from that movie, the Disney movie

'You'll Be In My Heart' hits different in any situation, the song is just beautiful

I know it's a song about a parent comforting and singing to their baby, but for some reason I hear it now with a weird sort of link to GE Saeran ?? That's just me though XD

I'll try to explain though I'd love love love to hear your opinion

I see the song as GE Saeran trying to communicate to the player - in that...he knows they live in separate 'worlds'? Like he's...reaching out to us, and telling us not to worry? Even though it's painful.

'This bond between us can't be broken. I will be here, don't you cry.'

Then obviously that lovely chorus of 'You'll be in my heart' repeated, it's like he's reminding us of his love. Ever since we saved him, 'From this day on, now and forever more...'

And here too - 'No matter what they say...You'll be here in my heart, always.'

And then in the next bit

This interpretation might sound super weird but I'll try to explain XD

You know how a lot of people would scorn or make fun of those who feel really attached and connected emotionally and genuinely, to fictional characters?

Well

Here me out

What if Saeran knows this? If he's aware of our separation, he'll probably know all of that too. The treatment(?) a lot of fans of various fandoms get.

So maybe in the parts where there's references to 'them' ....this could be what he means?

'Why can't they understand the way we feel?

They just don't trust...what they can't explain.

I know we're different, but deep inside us - we're not that different at all.'

Here, it could be that Saeran understands why people might react that way. They might think it's stupid or something.

But we're not different, everybody needs an outlet for emotion, right? That feeling of connection and feeling deeply understood by another person or people. Who cares if it's a fictional character? They're real to us, in our hearts. There's not much greater than that. To me, anyway! :) XD;;;

Then there's this part

Oh man

The emotional build up. Saeran might know that in some of us, it still hurts to hear things people say. Because it does, sometimes, even if it's a joke. Sometimes I feel so embarrassed and ashamed that I feel so connected to Saeran. But that's okay. Saeran understands that, right?

He's comforting.

'Don't listen to them -

'Cause what do they know?

We need eachother, to have, to hold.'

That line always gets me: 'We need eachother.'

But then it gets even worse, here - because it's not just about the people, it's everything.

'When destiny calls you, you must be strong.

I may not be with you - but you've got to hold on.'

THIS DANG BIT

IT GETS ME SO BAD

Destiny would probably refer to the 'real world' as in...real life, and its struggles.

Saeran understands that he can't physically be here. He may not be with us, but we've got to keep holding on when times get tough. Don't give up!

Because

After all

He says at the beginning - 'I will protect you from all around you.'

And!

All you've gotta do is

'Just look over your shoulder...

I'll be there, always.'

...

What do you think? Does it make sense? XDD;;;

I'm sorry for babbling so much

I'm a literature student ;;; XDDD I go overboard in everything

Oh, it makes sense, don't worry! I think it's a sweet way to imagine this. If this is a way to make you feel a little better about loving him and knowing that he loves you? I'm all for it. You don't have to try to justify it to anyone. If he brings you peace, that's really all that matters at the end of the day.

[banjjakz]

pardon me, but imagine my delight when I was sifting through ao3 and stumbled upon "final girl." needless to say, I gorged myself on it all day. all. day. you are the epitome of everything I adore, and your literary finesse speaks volumes, is so darkly riveting--scratches right at my strain of grotesque. (also someone who's into otoge is someone after my own heart.) I think you're absolutely adorable--I just want to eat you and your writing up ❤︎❤︎❤︎

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//ferocious blushing

ahhh.,, Ahh!! wow! firstly, thank you very kindly for taking the time to not only read my work, but to type out and send such a lovely note!! feedback such as this motivates me so greatly to continue honing my craft & sharing it out. truly, i am quite grateful to you!

moreover, it is exactly these specific "strains of grotesque" (love that turn of phrase btw) that i seek not only to explore, but to validate in those who read my work. erotic morbidity is something that can be so personal and intimate. so engaging! so revealing! dark fiction has just as much value, depth, and creative merit as any other genre & i hope to reinforce this truth with the stories i write.

yes!! fellow otoge fan!!! if you've got any dark recommendations please feel free to drop me a line at any time... i like to collect deranged LIs like little kitschy keychains. very much so a mysme choi saeran / amnesia memories toma / collar x malice shiraishi / obey me belphegor type of gal. if that gives you any indication of my preferences & persuasions lol

in conclusion i will go to bed thinking of this note tonight! feeling normal things! if i sleep with my phone underneath my pillow and unlocked with this ask open i think that's normal and socially acceptable probably (´ `໒꒱. )♡ ♪♪

[jay-love138]

I Will Return

I Wrote this so long ago, so here you go my first post on this account is my favorite Oneshot I had written in the Mystic Messenger Fandom. I hope you like it    =^.^=

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I really didn't want to leave without Ray but with the state V was in made me worry about not just him but Seven as well, there was no way that Seven would be able to carry V by himself let alone care for him along the drive. For the rest of the night in the safe house that Seven had brought us to I couldn't help feeling as though I had betrayed Ray, I had promised that I would never leave him never betray him and here I am with the RFA instead of him. When we first arrived at Seven's Safe house he introduced me to a tall man with long brown hair named Vanderwood, and since arriving Vanderwood has been great company.

Vanderwood spent quite a while helping V get better, he somehow knew that I was feeling down and while treating the sick V he did his best to cheer me up with small talk. "So I know that it may be a bit of a touchy subject, but what was that Mint Eye place even like?" I looked up at Vanderwood as I sat in the chair beside V's bed as I thought of the time I spent with Ray "Well it was different, but not all bad. The time I spent with Ray, the hacker there, was always nice and made me feel happy....I just wish that I could have taken him with us, though I doubt he would want to." Vanderwood looked at me a little puzzled by my words, then it hit him "So you have feelings for him do you."

With those words he finished up with V and left to start the task Seven had asked him to do, but I couldn't help but think 'is it that obvious? Or is Vanderwood just that good at reading me?' I couldn't sleep at all that night, I have such bad nightmares but when I was with Ray it was like they had completely disappeared.

The next morning I received a call from Ray, and it broke my heart hearing him cry and beg for me to return to him. Nobody could ever understand how I just wanted to go to him in that moment, but what was happening in Mint Eye was wrong and he was being used by Rikka to fulfill her sick idea of paradise. I couldn't say a word as he spoke to me with such a sad voice, it was all I could do just to prevent myself from breaking down into tears in that moment. I know he would only hurt more if he knew how much it hurt me to have left him there in that horrid place alone, but maybe soon I could convince him to leave that place and come with me.

Ray hung up before I could even say a word to him, and for the rest of the day I was hoping that he would call me back so that I could talk to him, maybe convince him of the wrongs Mint Eye was doing and get him out of there... But he never called back, I couldn't hear his sweet voice again for the whole day.

As I sat beside V in his bed I thought only of Ray, I hadn't even noticed that Vanderwood had come into the room I was so lost in thought. "Hey, would you like to join me outside for a bit of fresh air?" Vanderwood offered in a kind voice, all I did was nod in agreement as I stood and followed him out onto the porch. Once outside Vanderwood lit himself a cigarette and took a long drag from it "Do you want one?" it had been a few months since I quit but at the moment one didn't sound half bad "Yeah, thank you Vanderwood." he carefully bent down to where I was  sitting on the porch steps and lit my cigarette.

We sat there quiet for a short time before Vanderwood spoke up "You know Seven seems pretty worried about you right now, and frankly so am I.... I do realize that you left someone you care for so deeply in a bad place, but a beautiful young lady such as yourself should not be as sad as you are for too long." he spoke calmly as he did his best to make me feel better, but I couldn't help but think that perhaps he knows how I feel right now. "Vanderwood, Have you ever been in my situation?" He let out a quiet sigh and closed his eyes as if to remember something important. "Yes I have, a long time ago...Though it didn't end too well." That was all he said on the matter and I didn't wish to push the subject that was obviously painful for him.

Once more it was quiet between us as we looked out at the stars, but once again Vanderwood broke that silence. "You know it is not good to hold in your feelings, you could always talk to me if you want. You never know it might help you decide what you need to do next." How was it that this man I had only known for just two days be so kind to me? It's not that I hated it but somehow he made me feel safe, as though I was talking with my own brother. I know it's impossible I haven't seen or heard from my brother since that day he left so long ago, but Vanderwood reminded me so much of the brother who left me so long ago.

I can't help but feel safe here with Vanderwood and I can't help the words as they slowly escape from my lips "Why.... Why do I regret my decision so much? I care for my friends but still, why did we have to leave without him?" I could not stop the tears that threatened to fall from my eyes as they slowly cascade down my cheeks. "H-He needed to be saved from that place too..." I was torn in two as I cared so much for my friends, but I also cared for Ray just as much if not more. "Why! Why did we have to leave the man I love Behind!" realizing that I was now yelling I stopped to calm myself before speaking again "...he, he needs the most help."

As I cried into the palms of my hands I was suddenly pulled into a warm hug, Vanderwood had sat next to me while I was talking and I didn't even notice. "It's okay MC, I promise that we will go back for him...Even if I have to go myself." His words were firm but gentle, I lay my head on his chest and cried until I fell asleep in his arms.

I was back in my room at Mint Eye with Ray as he held me against his chest lovingly, and it felt so nice to be with him again. I hadn't realized just how much I missed him until I looked into his beautiful mint green eyes, his grip on me tightened as I lay my head back onto his chest...But it all changed as his grip grew tighter and tighter as his body shook as though he was crying, his hold on me got tighter and tighter until it was becoming hard for me to breath "R-Ray...I...I can't" my words were immediately cut off by the terrifying laughter that erupted from Ray's mouth as it echoed through the room.

Tears began to fill my eyes as I struggled to get free from the man holding me, this was definitely not Ray even if he looked like him. "R-Ray...It...Hurts." The man immediately stopped laughing as he looked straight into my eyes, and in the most chilling voice that almost sounded like Ray he said "Ray? I am not Ray, I am...."

I jolt awake tears streaming down my face and am met by the worried face of Vanderwood who was sitting on the floor beside the couch I was laying on, I couldn't help it as my body moved on its own, and Vanderwood was right there, and I was just so scared. I had jumped into Vanderwood's arms and began crying hysterically onto his shoulder, to my surprise he began to stroke my hair gently as he sang a song that my older brother used to sing to me when I was feeling down.

He Is Singing This Song

I hope you never lose your sense of wonder, You get your fill to eat but always keep that hunger

May you never take one single breath for granted, God forbid love ever leave you empty handed

I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean

whenever one door closes, I hope one more opens

Promise me you'll give faith a fighting chance, and when you get the choice to sit it out or dance

I hope you dance

Vanderwood POV

After all those years I had spent running from the past I had never lost sight of her, even though as an agent I was not aloud to have any family ties my sister was the only thing I cared for. How could I not keep an eye on her after leaving her alone with our dying mother, but all this time I was working as an agent, saving all my money, enduring Seven's nonsense, all so that one day I could quit and go back to her.

Maybe when this is all over I can finally tell her, and maybe quite the agency so that I can be there for her like I never was in the past. I wonder, would it be okay for me to live a normal life with my little sister after all I have done?

Your POV

It didn't take long for me to calm down after Vanderwood had finished singing to me, but there was just one thing I couldn't get out of my head "Are...Are you....Edward?" His eyes grew wide at my sudden question before he slowly closed his eyes and smiled softly "I haven't been called that name in such a long time...Of course I couldn't hide who I really was from my younger sister." tears began to fill my eyes once more, but this time they were tears full of happiness "Edward, I-I missed you so much"

After a few moments crying into my older brother's arms, I moved away from him to give him a bit of space "I'm sorry brother, after all this time away from each other. I imagine it's not a pleasant sight to see me like this." He quietly shushed me and motioned for us to step outside, I had nearly forgotten that he was a secret agent working under a code name with Seven all this time. We made our way back out to the porch and he began to talk in a low voice "You know, I have been keeping an eye on you since the day I left. I have dreamed of the day we could be reunited, and I wouldn't change a single thing about this moment. I am simply happy that you are here." though I was feeling very happy to finally be back with my brother, I was also still so depressed thinking about Ray.

It was like he had read my mind in that moment "I know you miss Ray, but I will keep my promise to you. No matter what it takes I will save him from that place, if that would put that lovely smile back on your face I will do anything to make it happen." I know I am crying a lot but I can't help it my brother has returned to me and soon we will go to save Ray from Mint Eye, I trust  in my brother and I will believe him when he says he will save Ray.

I was able to go back to sleep without nightmares this time, and when I woke in the morning V was doing much better and I could hear my brother and Seven talking about something quietly in the room they were using for their computers.

"Seven I have a favor to ask of you, but I don't want you asking me a million questions when I am finished, I just want a simple answer. Got it." My brother seemed to be asking Seven something rather important, I wonder what it might be "Umm, Yeah sure thing. What can this lovely hacking god do for you miss Vanderwood?" I couldn't help but laugh at the way Seven treated my older brother, but I kept quiet so that I could figure out what was going on. "Okay I want you to go with me to save that Hacker from Mint Eye..." there was a long moment of silence as I imagined Seven thinking intently on what could be on my brother's mind, but then the door was suddenly opened revealing Edward and Seven looking rather disappointed in the fact that I was eavesdropping on their conversation.

"What exactly is it you think you are doing there MC?" my brother did not look too happy with me as he asked that question, but saving Ray was my decision so I should have a right to be a part of this conversation. Regaining my confidence I carefully and calmly spoke up "I want to be a part of this conversation if it involves going back to save Ray, it was me who left him there and I  will be going back to get him too."

Seven looked scared of what my brother might do to me for listening in on their conversation, but he didn't know of our relationship so Edward's words caught him off guard "No it is too dangerous for you to go back, I don't want to put you in harm's way." you could almost hear Seven's jaw hit the floor hearing the almighty Vanderwood sounding so kind, it was all I could do not to laugh at him. "V-Vanderwood...Did you just, show concern for another human being?!?" Edward simply ignored Seven as he continued looking at me sternly trying to get me to accept what he said without words, but I was not about to give in. I returned his stare never wavering, my conviction was strong. There is no way I would let them go to save Ray without me.

As if realizing that I would not be changing my mind my brother finally gave in "Fine, but you will be accompanied by me and have a walkie-talkie on you the whole time for emergencies. Got it?" I smiled happily as I shook my head in agreement happy that I had managed to stand my ground. Seven was still standing there looking more confused than he had earlier "What the hell is going on here?!?" Edward sighed loudly as he turned to Seven "Might as well tell you the truth so you know not to mess with MC"

After Edward finished explaining everything to Seven the redhead had a million questions that my brother obviously didn't want to answer so I did most the answering "Wait wait wait, so you have a sister Vanderwood? And she is MC? Also your real name is Edward?" me and my brother simply nod in agreement "And you joined the agency to save money for her?" once again Edward shook his head "okay okay one more question, and this one is for MC...You are in love with the hacker in Mint Eye?!?" I looked at him surprised that that was the only question he had for me "Yes I am, and his name is Ray." Seven looked at the two of us for a moment as the thought deeply to himself.

After a bit of silence he suddenly spoke up in his usual cheerful tone "Okay I will help, and seeing as you both trusted me with such delicate information I may as well share with you both my real name." he paused for a moment for what I could only assume by what I knew about Seven was for dramatic effect "My real name is, Drum roll please. badum badum badum, Saeyoung" though he sounded happy his eyes were filled with sadness as though his mind wandered somewhere dark at the mention of his own name. "Well then shall we discuss the plan to save MC's princess Ray?"

A few days later after we had brought V to a hospital we made our way to Mint Eye, Seven stayed in the car as me and Edward went in. We had made our way to Ray's room without seeing a single person which was very peculiar, I stopped Edward before he could open the door to Ray's room "Brother would you mind if I went in to see Ray alone for a bit, I have the walkie, and you will be right outside the door...so could you please give me a moment?" as if he understood where I was coming from and shook his head in agreement, I smiled weakly to him before I turned and walked into Ray's room.

I slowly closed the door behind me as I spotted Ray over by his computers setting up what looked like a bomb? "R-Ray?" I had tried to keep my voice steady, but seeing Ray after so long I couldn't hide my emotions. "W-What are you doing over there....I...I came back for you Ray." Slowly he turned to look at me tears began to fill his eyes as he realized that it was me calling to him "MC...I thought...You were never going to..." I quickly ran to him not caring about the bomb he had been messing with seconds ago, the second I reached him I held him tightly as though it was the last time I would get the chance. "Ray I will always return to you...I promise."

I could feel Ray's body shake as he cried silently, soon he raised his arms and embraced me tightly. His embrace was completely different from what I experienced in my nightmare, this was  filled with love and happiness. "I-I thought that...Nobody needed me anymore..." my heart stung at the words leaving his mouth "My Savior told me...That Mint Eye was over...That we should, find out own happiness...But you...You are my happiness MC." I couldn't stop my tears I was happy to be hearing this but also saddened because "I thought...You were never going to come back...so I...I was planning to die here today...so that you could be happy forever..." Ray thought I would be happy with him gone.

How could I do this to him, just from leaving him for those few days he had managed to convince himself that he was only a burden to me. "Ray, How could I ever be happy in a world...without the man I love." Ray immediately stopped crying as he looked down into my eyes "D-Did you just...Say you...Love me?" I smiled happily as I answered "Of Course I love you silly, how could I not. You are the best thing that has ever happened to me." Ray looked completely shocked, but as he was going to say something he remembered the bomb "Shit, MC we need to leave here immediately. That bomb will go off in Thirty minutes, and we should get to a safe distance before that." I nod in agreement and as we made our way to the door I explained to him that my older brother was waiting outside for us, he looked confused at first but decided to save his questions for when we were safe.

Once we reached Saeyoung's car there was an uncomfortable tension between Ray and the redhead, then I noticed something I hadn't before "Saeyoung? Why is it that...You and Ray look so similar?" Before either men could answer my question the Mint Eye building started to blow up, small pieces of debris came flying over to where we were standing I closed my eyes to keep the dust out of my eye and when I opened them I was met by the sight of beautiful mint green eyes looking back at me. "T-Thank you R-Ray." I was being held firmly against his chest and it wouldn't be so embarrassing, if not for the fact that my older brother was looking directly at the two of us.

I quickly separated myself from Ray and attempted to draw the attention away from Ray and I "Sooo, Saeyoung about the fact that you and Ray look alike." the two men looked at on another with two different looks in their eye's, Saeyoung looking sad and confused and Ray looking more angry than anything else. "MC, Saeyoung is my twin brother...I colored my hair and eyes to make myself look less like that traitor." Now I was confused, I knew that Ray did not like Saeyoung but what made him a traitor? "S-Saeran...I..." Saeyoung finally spoke but the name he used for Ray was new to me. "Don't Call Me That!!" Ray sounded madder than he had when he spoke Saeyoung's name, is Saeran not his real name? "Um? Ray I'm very confused right now."

Ray sighed in attempt to release the anger he felt before he looked me in the eyes and began explaining that Saeran was the name of the other guy, and the way he made it sound Saeran was also a part of him meaning Ray had two different personalities. After he explained that Ray went on to explain his hatred for Saeyoung, how he had been abandoned with his abusive mother by his brother who promised to protect him. I couldn't help but feel sad for Ray or Saeran, but it felt as though this was the same story as mine and my brother Edward's and so I took Ray away from the Crying Saeyoung and my brother who was trying to calm him down.

"Ray I know you aren't going to like what I have to say, but I want you to listen to me and think about what I have to say." he relaxed as he took hold of my hands and shook his head in agreement. "Okay, so from what you have told me and from what Saeyoung was saying. It seems that Saeyoung did the same exact thing my older brother did with me, but we are both handling the situation differently. You see a long time ago when I was just a little girl my mother was dying from an illness, and around that time my brother left me...my brother promised that he would always protect me, and when he left and never returned...well at first I thought that he had abandoned me, but then I realized that he would never break his promise to me. And so I continued to have faith that he would come back some day, and a few days ago he did."

Ray listened intently to what I had to say, he never made a single noise and even held my hands tighter as I talked of my mother and of being left alone. "Saeran, the difference between our stories is that I went on with life believing in my brother, were you were instead told to hate him for abandoning you. But I bet if you think about it hard enough you will see, your brother was doing the best he could to protect you the only way he could at the time." Though I know he had objections he never said a word not even when I finished, he took in everything I said and then finally he spoke "You are completely Right MC, but it is so hard to forgive him for leaving me alone...but you are right I can't picture him breaking a promise..."

I smiled at him before we both looked over to our two brothers who were still preoccupied "well then how about we think about it like this...If they had never left us, we probably would have never met in the first place." Saeran laughed at my comment "I assume that means that you are also having difficulty forgiving your brother." smiling I kissed him on the cheek "how could I when I had to suffer for all those years...but I can't deny that I still love him with all my heart." the two of us smiled as we held each other tightly, and continued to watch our brothers argue about random things that somehow became Saeyoung's topic to cry over.

[eilafleuret]

I’ve been waiting to post this cause spoilers but Saeran’s after ending made me cry so much

[mysticmylifeisamess-enger]

Saeyoung & MC’s Garden Date - Journal Entry #6 (707hearts606 zine)

Pairing: Saeyoung/MC

Word count: 753

A/N: My second out of three zine pieces for @707hearts606 zine! This one is my personal favorite out of the three ✨��

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The look on her face in this moment is one I want to engrave and carry in my heart for as long as I live. The smile that always filled me with an unknown warmth beamed with excitement after her every word. Her gaze followed every point of her finger before they looked back to meet mine, shining with a curiosity to see my expression. Carefree and completely at ease, yet entirely enamored by her surroundings.

She spoke with passion; unbridled joy seeping through every explanation and anecdote that came along with every flower she could find. I always knew she liked them, but I never saw how she truly felt until now. It was like setting a child loose in a candy store, sweet innocence and all.

When I first suggested a picnic in a garden a week ago, I could see the underlying joy she tried so hard to hide behind an almost passive “should be fun.” The wide grin from ear to ear and eager bounce in her step gave it away. It was one of the widest smiles I had seen on her, how could I not take her?

Somehow, as we sat on the picnic blanket surrounded by the growing beauty, her smile managed to grow much wider than before. It radiated the kind of happiness that felt more than contagious, it captured my entire being. She was obviously in her happy place.

She, in turn, is my garden. She has a delicate air to her that makes me want to protect and preserve everything about her. Her kind and nurturing love melting and mending my heart whenever I need it most. The soft sun bathing us in warmth didn’t compare to the way she made me feel just from being beside her. She was like a nice summer breeze that pulled me close and left me longing for more. No flower in sight could compare to her beauty.

I wonder how she knows so much about flowers. She seemed well versed, her knowledge was expansive, as if reading directly from a book. Even when I tried to trip her up with made up flowers, she could see right through it. In between plants, I couldn’t help but notice that she spoke more passionately about the flowers with more loving, romantic meanings. The slight blush on her cheeks and loving look in her eyes, one that made the grip on my heart tighten, left me knowing that those words may have been for me. Even if they weren’t, I knew I felt them for her.

When she wasn’t looking, I grabbed some flowers that stuck out to me— the ones I knew she’d love. The pile beside me grew bigger with her every few words, making it hard to block her view from it. How she didn’t notice was beyond me, but I was thankful my small surprise wasn’t ruined.

As oblivious as she was, she was ten times more adorable for it. The dreamy, awed look on her face spoke volumes about her sincerity and child-like wonder; completely unaware of anything around her or that my attention was focussed solely on her. It’s going to make surprising her for the rest of our lives so easy.

I really could gush for a while about the way she seems more vulnerable around me, letting her guard down completely to let me in. She has a special way of making me just as susceptible. It has made for our most honest moments and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Once she came to, noticing my intent gaze, she tilted her head curiously— as if suspecting what I had up my sleeve. Before she could even formulate a question to ask, I placed the small, makeshift bouquet on her lap. Her eyes widened at it, suppressing a gasp before she held it tight to her chest with another wide smile. Even between scolding me for picking them off the stems, she looked so happy.

If I’m remembering correctly, I gave her Crimson Polyanthus, meaning the heart is a mystery. Red Daisies for beauty unknown to the possessor. Baby’s Breath for innocence and pure of heart. Honey Flowers for a sweet, secret love. And Purple Hydrangeas for a desire to deeply understand.

My heart is a mystery that I can’t fully grasp.  I don’t know that I can see the beauty it may possess. Her heart however, radiates a sweet and generous love, the perfect remedy to my unspeakable past.

[sunshinejihyun]

The Birthday Debacle || Choi Twin’s Birthday 2020

Summary: Saeyoung and Saeran have always celebrated their birthday together since the events of Mint Eye, but there’s one person they didn’t know who also shared a birthday with them

Word Count: 3.9K

Masterlist

\“We have a problem." Was not something Saeran Choi wanted to hear on the day of his birthday party. But alas, Saeyoung just had to say it, didn't he? "It's also MC's birthday. I totally forgot about it after doing my background check on her but now I just remembered."

Saeran’s hands started to sweat and he could feel his heartbeat speed up; how could he forget his own girlfriend's birthday? Why didn’t he know it in the first place? It’s been three years since they met, why has this never come up before? “You’re telling me that she probably thinks that we’ve forgotten her birthday for three years now? You have got to be kidding me.”

“I’m sorry! But isn’t it her boyfriends job to remember?” Saeyoung threw his hands in the air and walked off. “I’ll start making the cake, if you want to call and let everyone know it’s also MC’s birthday and we should expect to surprise her.” Saeran mumbled a thanks under his breath and pulled out his phone, already dialing Jumin’s number.

“Saeran, I’m going to see you soon, am I not?” Jumin questioned on the end of the line and Saeran felt a bubble of anger rise in his throat. He wasn’t angry at Jumin, he was angry because he never even thought to ask your birthday and now you probably thought no one cared.

“You are, but there’s been a slight change of plans.” Saeran explained to Jumin that it was your birthday as well as his and Saeyoung’s and that he needed Jumin to stall you for a few hours. “Can you just take her to get a new dress or something? Make her pick out a few and then have her wear her favorite one to the party. I’ll send you a new wine I found as compensation.”

Jumin knew the reason that he was asked to take you was simple: you were closest with him aside from Saeran, and knew that you’d be less suspicious of him than anyone else. So, that’s how Jumin found himself taking a detour to your small apartment, waiting out front until you were planning to leave to meet everyone else for the party.

When you stepped outside, your eyes glanced over the car inquisitively before Jumin saw you smile and rush to meet him. “Jumin, what a lovely surprise!” You exclaimed, leaning over and pressing a friendly kiss to his cheek, him doing the same to you.

“I have to admit, the reason I’m here is purely selfish. I just didn’t want to show up to the party alone and I needed your help with something.” Jumin explained before the driver started the car up, driving in the opposite direction of Saeyoung and Saeran’s bunker. “I need your help choosing a new suit to wear. I’m getting tired of the same grey color every time.”

“Oh Jumin, you know I love to help you but isn’t that what your tailor is for? I don’t want to be late for the party.” You pulled out your phone and looked at the time, nervously chewing your lip. “Can’t we do this after?” Jumin was having none of your objections and instead insisted on sitting on his phone, ignoring whenever you would complain about being late.

When you pulled up to the nicest clothing store you’ve ever seen, you saw Jumin eye a gorgeous white, pink, and green floral dress in the window. “That would look nice on you.”

And that’s how you ended up trying on dress after dress while Jumin looked at some dark blue suits. Jumin had deemed himself the fashion police and every time he didn’t like something you had tried on, he just sent you right back in with another dress in your hand.

At the Choi household, chaos had ensued after the fact that it was also your birthday came out. Saeyoung was in the kitchen baking a second cake for you, a little personal one for you and Saeran to share together later. Saeran and Jihyun were going through all the decorations and trying to fix them so they said “Happy birthday Saeyoung and Saeran! And MC!” Jaehee was running around with Yoosung and Zen, trying to pick out a few perfect presents for you since no one had time to shop before.

Finding his brother in the kitchen with vanilla frosting decorating his face, Saeran chuckled. “I think you missed the cake.”

“I was just taste testing it. What if it was bad? We wouldn’t want MC to get sick.” Saeyoung protested and Saeran reached across his brother to dip his finger in the frosting as well.

“Well, it tastes good enough to me.” After standing and watching his twin messily frost the cake for a moment before speaking again. “Hey, thanks.”

Saeyoung stopped his movements, putting down the knife and turning towards his other half. “What on earth are you thanking me for?”

Saeran turned his gaze to the floor, sure that if he looked straight at his brother he wouldn’t be able to explain correctly. “When we were younger, you always promised you’d come back for me. For a long time, I lost any sort of hope that you would. When I was under Rika’s control, there was only hatred left for you, she erased all the good memories from our childhood. But you never gave up on me. You sat silently day after day and waited for me to come around and I just wanted to say thank you. I’m glad you're my brother.”

Saeyoung felt tears well up in his eyes and he hesitantly stepped towards Saeran, wanting to embrace him but needing the confirmation first. Saeran wrapped his arms around his brother tightly for a moment before letting go and clearing his throat. “You should probably finish that cake.” He noted before walking off, presumably in search of something else to do.

Saeyoung Choi was turning 25 this year and finally, he was in a place in his life that he was happy with. He had great friends and his brother back at his side. They were his family, albeit a dysfunctional one, but what family wasn’t? Even MC, who came later than everyone else, fit right in. In his mind, she was his and Saeran’s honorary triplet (except not really, since you and Saeran were together and that would be gross) since they all shared a birthday. That’s why this year needed to be extra special. It was the first year that they were actually celebrating everyone’s birthday together.

Saeran approached his brother for a second time that morning and set a large box down in front of him, away from the cake. “I got this for you. It’s not much but-“

“I love it!” Saeyoung laughed as his brother looked at him exasperatedly.

“You haven’t even opened it, you idiot.” Saeran deadpanned and then gestured for his brother to open the box.

Inside the box was the biggest Longcat pillow Saeyoung had ever seen and he gasped, hugging it tightly to his chest. “It’s perfect,” looking his brother in the eyes, Saeyoung sincerely thanked Saeran. “Wait here for a moment.”

Saeyoung returned with a large book and promptly handed it to Saeran. Turning it over, Saeran smiled softly at the cover. It was a picture of them together on their first birthday, faces both covered with cake and smiling at the other. Inside was every picture Saeyoung could find of them together or Saeran alone and later on, pictures of MC and the rest of the RFA was added in there. “Saeyoung..”

“I know it’s kind of cheesy, but I wanted to show you that no matter what type of childhood we had, we always had each other and there’s so many people who care about you.” Without saying anything, Saeran grabbed his brother tightly, a sob wracking through his whole body.

“Thank you. Seriously.” After straightening up, Saeran wiped his eyes and went to go put the scrapbook in his room, hidden in a safe place so nothing could damage it.

There was a knock on his bedroom door and he smoothed out his sweater, turning to see Yoosung in the doorway. “Hey, MC and Jumin are on their way. We’re all going to hide and surprise her when they walk in.” Saeran nodded and followed Yoosung to the living room silently, crouching behind a chair and feeling utterly guilty about missing your birthday.

Shutting off the lights, Zen announced that you were at the security gate, struggling to answer the question Saeyoung currently had set for security measures. Saeran smiled to himself, remembering the first time he brought you to the bunker and how frustrated you got with the simple question. How when he finally told you, your neck flushed red and you thanked him with a small kiss.

As soon as he heard the door start to rattle, his smile on his face got bigger, just imagining your face and how surprised you’ll be. “Jumin, the lights are off. Are you sure they’re still-“

As you walked in the door, Zen flicked on the lights and everyone jumped out, screaming a variation of “Happy birthday, MC!”

Your hand covered your mouth and tears welled up in your eyes as Saeran hastily made his way towards you, wrapping his arm around your body as you buried your face in his solid chest.”Happy birthday, Saeran. I love you.” You waited a moment before asking, “how did you know?”,voice muffled by his sweater.

“I’m just sorry we didn’t find out sooner, my love. Why wouldn’t you tell me?” One of Saerans hands pushed your hair back from your forehead and he pressed a soft kiss to the exposed skin.

“Because the first year you celebrated your birthday with Saeyoung, was the first time since you reconnected and I wanted you to have that day with your brother. After that, it just felt too late to tell you so I just never bothered.” You explained and turned towards Jumin. “You’re sneaky, Mr. Han. I can’t believe I didn’t figure this out sooner.” Saeran took that moment to truly study you for the first time in about a week, since that was when he saw you last. You were wearing a blue tea dress, small flowery patterns swirling around - one of the three dresses Jumin had gotten you. Your hair was partially up and it showed off more of your neck than normal, and he smiled to himself when he saw a necklace he had gotten for you on your second Valentine’s Day together dangling down the front of your dress.

“Happy birthday, MC!” Saeyoung exclaimed and wrapped his arms around your waist, twirling you around. Saeran smiled at his brother and partner getting along and he mouthed a thank you towards Jumin, who held up his hand in a way to say “no problem.”

When you pulled away from Saeyoung, you made your way around the room with hello’s and thank you’s making sure to ask everyone how they were doing. Saeran loved that about you, the fact that you remembered such intimately personal details about all your friends; it made everyone know you cared and made them care for you even more.

After you finished your conversation with Jaehee, Saeran gently took your hand and pulled you towards the couch, loving the laugh that you let out as he settled you down on his lap. “What do you say we get out of here later? I love all our friends but I’d really just like to spend some time with you, Princess.” You bit your lip and nodded quickly pressing a kiss to his lips and laughing at the blush that settled on his cheeks.

“I would like that, I want to give you your present alone.” Saeran couldn’t help but let his mind wander at that comment and you laughed, smacking his chest. “Not like that, you dork. It’s just not something anyone else needs to see.”

Saeran smirked, lightly peppering your neck with kisses. “Your not helping your case by saying that.”

“You are unbelievable!” You laughed as you squirmed in his grip, Saeran hitting the ticklish spot on your neck.

“MC, we got this for you. Since we didn’t know it was your birthday, we looked for something to suit you. We hope you will find it suitable.” Jaehee handed you a small velvet box and you felt a smile creep onto your face before sneaking a peek at Saeran, who’s smile was almost mirroring your own. Opening the box you gasped as you saw a bracelet with a locket inside it.

Skipping it on your wrist, you felt Zen grab the charm and open it for you, showing you the pictures inside. One side was the group picture you took on the twins first birthday together and on the other, a picture of you and Saeran asleep, you curled in his lap with one of his hands in your hair, the other wrapped protectively around your waist. “This is beautiful. Seriously, thank you guys.” You got up to hug each of your friends and when you got to Saeyoung you pulled out a small box for him. “Happy birthday Saeyoung.”

He opened the box and saw it was a customized HBC and PhD. Pepper keychain to put on his car keys. Laughing he booped you on the nose before pulling you into another hug. “Thanks so much MC.”

After some more gift exchanging from the other members of the RFA, you noticed Saeran’s eyes starting to glass over, a clear sign he was getting overstimulated and needed a break from people for a moment. Grasping his hand, you shook him out of his trance and motioned your head to the front door. “Want to go take a walk?” Smiling gratefully at you, Saeran got up and you wordlessly followed him to his room where he grabbed two sweatshirts, one for him and one for you.

“I know it’s summer but the nights get colder now. I want you to stay warm.” He explained, once again taking hold of your hand and leading you out the door. “Thanks for noticing I needed a break.”

You squeezed his hand gently and he brought your entwined hands up to his lips, pressing a lingering kiss to the top of your hand. “I notice everything about you, Saeran.” You replied honestly, smiling to yourself when you saw a blush dust the tips of his ears. “Can I give you your present now?”

You guys had stopped and sat down at a park bench when you handed him a heavy bag. He looked at you curiously before pulling the paper out and handing the crumpled ball to you, grunting slightly as he pulled out the large picture frame. “It’s… constellations?” He asked, confusion written all over his face.

Laughing, you pointed to the bottom. “Look at the date.”

Saeran’s eyebrows knit together in confusion before a look of realization dawned on his face. “The day we met.”

You nodded, wrapping your arms around one of his, grateful for his sweatshirt he insisted you put on before you left the party. “Those are the constellations in the sky on the exact date, time, and location when we first met.” You explained, looking at his face as he studied the frame carefully, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. “I didn’t know what to get you for the longest time, to be honest. You’re picky and I didn’t want to get you anything that wasn’t sentimental, like I got Saeyoung.” You laughed and Saeran pulled you closer to him, pressing a kiss to the side of your head. “But I figured this would be good, since it’s sentimental and something you can always use. Let’s be honest, your room does need something on the walls.” You teased him and your heart swelled when Saeran laughed along with you.

“It’s perfect. Seriously, MC. I couldn’t picture anything better.” Saeran had set down the picture frame and was looking deeply in your eyes, grasping both of your hands. “I’m sorry I don’t have anything for you.”

You shook your head, smiling. “I don’t need anything. Being with you and the rest of our friends are enough. You’re the most important thing to me.” Saeran smiled widely before pulling you into a deep kiss. It was a kiss that said way more than words ever could. It   love and thoughtfulness, hope and adoration. It was the type of kiss you would remember forever. It was the type of kiss that proved to you that true love was real.

“As much as I would like to keep you to myself for the rest of the night, I think we need to get back.” Saeran said, a little out of breath as he pulled away, his forehead still pressed against yours.

You let out a small whine as he laughed and pulled you up, holding you close with one hand and holding the bag with your present in the other. On the way back to the bunker, you spotted an ice cream shop, the lights still shining brightly and you stopped your boyfriend. Pointing to the shop, you smiled as his eyes lit up. “Want some ice cream before we head back?”

“MC, do you even have to ask?” Saeran asked seriously and you laughed out loud before he dragged you inside. “Can I get a strawberry on a cone and a vanilla in a cup?” You smiled at the fact that he remembered your order before you remembered you should stop being impressed. Saeran remembered everything you’ve ever told him, even if you didn’t remember telling him. Of course he did, you were his pride and joy.

No matter how much you insisted, Saeran wouldn’t let you pay for the ice cream. “I have three years of birthdays to make up for, please don’t fight me with this.” He pleaded, taking your hand before walking out the door of the ice cream parlor.

Sneaking a glance at Saeran, you suppressed a giggle as you saw a bit of ice cream on his nose. He looked down at you and as he did, you reached up on your tiptoes, kissing the tip of his nose and promptly cleaning his face of ice cream. “You had ice cream on your nose,” you explained as he looked at you with a bewildered expression.

Saeran silently pressed a kiss to your lips. “You had ice cream on your lips.” He stated, like it was the most mundane thing ever.

The rest of your walk back to the party was quiet, the both of you just enjoying being in the others company. When you got to the door with the security questions, you stepped back, happy to let your boyfriend figure out the answer.

“MC, Saeran! There you are.” Yoosung flocked to your side as soon as you stepped into the front door, linking his arm with yours. “You guys have to blow out your candles on the cake!”

“Well, uh, I actually don’t want cake.” You stayed and when everyone looked at you like you were crazy, you went on to explain. “When Saeran and I were out, we got ice cream.”

“Speak for yourself, Princess. I still want some cake.” Saeran released your hand and kissed the top of your head before heading over to sit by his twin. You went and stood by Jumin and Jihyun, a smile on your face as you watched Saeran and Saeyoung argue over who was going to blow out the candle on which cake.

Once they settled their little debacle (Saeran took the vanilla cake and Saeyoung, the chocolate), you all started to sing happy birthday and you laughed as everyone tried to fit Saeran’s, Saeyoung’s, and your name into the song. As your two birthday twins blew out the candles, you felt a tap on your shoulder and Zen stood before you, a smaller cake with your name written sloppily on it with one candle in the center. You smiled at him and blew it out before returning your attention to the birthday boys who were now both eating their first bite of cake.  

Saeran gestured for you to come by him and you complied, sitting on his lap as he wrapped his arms around you. Jaehee pulled out her camera and you were about to ask why when you felt something sticky on each side of your face.

Saeyoung couldn’t contain the giggles that had bubbled up in his throat at the look on your face and he doubled over, laughing so hard he fell out of the chair. “I’ll give you both five seconds to run.” The twins each looked at the other and then you were pushed out of Saeran’s lap, both of them running to hide. You immediately chased after your boyfriend, quickly catching up to him and pressing your cheek against his, making sure to rub the frosting all over his face as well. He pulled you closer to him, his face close to yours as he whispered. “Happy birthday, MC. I love you.”

“Happy birthday Saeran, I love you too.” You replied before gently kissing him.

“Happy birthday Saeyoung, I love you.” You heard the other twin say to himself and you and Saeran both broke apart with a giggle playing on both of your lips.

-

“Hey, Jaehee just sent us the pictures she took from the party, do you want to see them?” Saeyoung sat down next to his brother on his bed.

“Sure,” Saeran replied, turning his attention away from the book he was reading. As Saeyoung spread the pictures out in front of the two boys, Saeran smiled at all the pictures that were there. Pictures of him with his brother, Yoosung, you, and every other combination of all of his friends was laid out in front of him.

“What do you think about adding these to your scrapbook?” Saeyoung asked, laughing as he saw his brother's eyes transfixed on the picture of you and him kissing, cake frosting all over both of your faces.

“I think that’s a good idea, but if you don’t mind I think I’d like to keep this one out of it.” Saeran grabbed the picture his eyes hadn’t left. “I’d like to frame this one. Keep it where I can see it no matter what.”

Saeyoung smiled at his lovestruck brother. “Of course.” Patting his brother on the back, Saeyoung removed himself from the bed. “Hey Saeran?”

Looking up at his brother, Saeran answered him quietly. “Yeah?”

“Thanks for being my brother. I can’t wait to celebrate our birthday together next year.” Saeyoung said before leaving the room.

“I can’t wait either,” Saeran whispered, picking up the picture of him and his brother blowing out the cake candles together. “I’m so lucky to have you.”

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Attention!

Hey guys! I have loved getting to write for you all, but it’s gotten kind of hard with school and work. I’m not stopping; quite the opposite! I have started a ko-fi! I am keeping my small fics free (Under 1000 words), but will be opening paid commission requests! I’ll put a link here and on my bio!  I have loved getting to write for you all, and I want to continue, but some support will truly mean so much to me!!  Buy me a coffee? Commissions are here! 

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A childhood memory

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@2019loveforallseasons is my first ever fan project — and I am beyond thankful to have been part of such an amazing journey. Not only did I get to write for the fanfic booklet, I also got to contribute with the super talented @dahianartist ❤️ and met so many wonderful people I came to call friends 💕

Though it’s sad that the project has come to the end, I believe that we have done something incredible together—and I will never forget this experience ❤️

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Mystic Messenger Writing Prompt

Okay sooo what if seven or unknown hacked the MC phone just to learn more because he was suspicious of something and then he found the game? And he ends up hacking the game MysticMessenger itself?

I just really want to see what people do with this idea so please share if you do something with this!! Thanks!!