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A quiet night. | Unknown x reader.

A small oneshot based on an asmr i found a few days ago! it's my first time writing a oneshot for this fandom, but i hope it is alright. I apologize for any mistakes, it's 3AM and I couldn't go to sleep without writing this.

A quiet night.

Sleeping in Rika's apartment wasn't easy for you. The fact of having to stay at a stranger's place could be the cause of your sleep troubles, along with the anxiety of what could happen, having to help with the party and the RFA even though you didn't know much about any of them... There were many reasons, now that you thought about it.

But, you couldn't do much else. Seven and the others told you that it could be dangerous since you were guided by the hacker to the apartment, which location was kept a secret from most members of the organization, even Jumin, who was V's best friend, didn't know where it was. So you decided to cooperate and stay there, helping with what you could.

Still, the building you were now staying at was so... quiet. It was really quiet, sometimes too much, and it made you feel strange, a part of you being afraid of what dangers were waiting for you and remembering many horror movies. Yet the other part of you wanted to trust Luciel and V, and tried to be positive. You would be safe, nothing would happen to you.

Then, you heard footsteps.

What made you feel anxious wasn't just that sound, but the fact that it stopped right in front of the door. You were in the bedroom that had belonged to the original owner, but you could hear that person entering the code to open the door thanks to how quiet the night was.

Beep.

The door opened without a problem, letting whoever was there to enter. You were scared, but your phone was too far from the bed, and the footsteps had started again, this time getting closer to the bedroom. Breathing as calmly as possible, you closed your eyes. You could at least pretend that you were asleep.

The stranger stopped right behind you, watching your form for a few seconds before letting out a chuckle.

"It seems like that redhead is busy with something else, huh." That person, whose voice was deep and gave you a strange feeling, muttered.

Redhead? You instantly thought about Seven. Those words made you realize who was currently in the apartment, so close to you in the middle of the night. The hacker who had guided you to this same location, Unknown.

You lost control of your breathing, but did your best to control it again. Unknown didn't seem to notice it, or maybe he just didn't care. You were defenseless and knew nothing about him, you didn't even know how much he knew about you, and you couldn't call anyone for help. He was already closer to your phone than you were, and running away at night wasn't a good idea.

Luckily, it didn't seem like he was planning to harm you. The next thing you heard was how he moved to a nearby table that Rika had in the same room for some reason, probably something that was related to the parties or some documents.

Unknown started typing, had he really brought a laptop with him to continue his attack against the RFA? Why had he gone all the way from wherever he stayed in to the apartment? Especially since Seven was supposed to be checking from time to time. Yet, there wasn't a camera isn't the bedroom, so the other hacker could've hacked it for a few moments so he could get inside? It was so strange.

Yet you tried to move as little as possible, and he continued working. You couldn't help but worry because of how late it was yet he was still working, he seemed to only stop hacking for very small breaks from what you've heard from the RFA's hacker, it wasn't healthy.

No matter what, you just couldn't stop the worry that grew inside of you even if the situation wasn't the best.

After what felt like a long time, but was probably around ten minutes, your body started feeling too uncomfortable in the position you had been keeping since Unknown had entered. It was so much that you couldn't stay still any longer, changing your position.

The typing stopped.

He stood up and walked towards the bed, sitting behind you.

You kept your eyes closed, but your body was tense.

Then, his hand was gently, so gently patting your head. His touch was soft, as if he were afraid of breaking you, even though it could've just been that he didn't want to wake you up or make you panic. Unknown started saying something that you couldn't hear because of how low his voice was. Your heartbeat wasn't helping you either.

"... Twinkle, twinkle, little star, how I wonder what you are." He was singing a lullaby for you, thinking that you were only half-awake. "Up above the world so high, like a diamond in the sky..."

His voice was surprisingly soft. He wasn't the best at singing, but something about it was making you feel more and more tired. Unknown kept stroking your head, being careful to not do it too roughly, singing until you felt too sleepy to continue faking.

You ended up falling asleep, not noticing how the white-haired man stood up and went back to work. He stayed with you for a few more hours before grabbing his laptop and going back with his Savior, not before looking at you for one last time until he had the opportunity to see you again.

It was the first time you were able to sleep so well since you had arrived to that apartment.

#mystic messenger #saeran choi #saeran choi x reader #saeran choi x mc #unknown #mystic messenger saeran choi #mystic messenger unknown

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WHY ISN’T SAERAN CHOI REAL I AM LOSING MY MIND 

#same

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CG redraw to practice backgrounds 👀

#pretty #ilupant #art reblog

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A reminder that requests are open and that the same person can request up to three times!

#misc #reminder

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Fluff37 with SE Saeran? I would like to know his reaction to being called a softie-

I would like to know that, too! Thank you so much for requesting, and I hope you enjoy!

SE Saeran + “You’re just a softie.”

It was early in the morning, and you had just managed to open your eyes enough to see Saeran still laying next to you. He seemed to be awake, scrolling aimlessly through his phone. You were pressed up against him, nuzzled comfortably into his side. The morning seemed extra warm, sweeter than usual, and a slow, slight smile tugged at your lips.

Because you were so curled up against Saeran, you could feel it when he began to pull away from you, maneuvering away as carefully as he could. You heard his feet land on the floor and he got up, and when he did, you finally made it known that you were awake. A small whine left your lips, and Saeran turned to look at you, eyebrows slightly raised in surprise.

“Don’t go,” you pleaded. “It’s so early.”

“I didn’t know you were awake,” Saeran responded, turning back around to face you fully. 

“Please,” you tried again. “You’re so comfortable.”

Saeran stared at you for a few seconds, not saying a word. His cheeks were pink, you realized, and he seemed to finally relent. He crawled back into the bed and pulled the blankets over himself, allowing you to curl back up against him with a content sigh. You felt yourself growing warm again.

For just a second, everything was quiet.

“Thank you for staying,” you mumbled against Saeran. “You’re just a softie, you know that?”

Saeran glanced down at you, his eyebrows pressing together. His flush had deepened and his lips were pressed into a tight line, but he looked more embarrassed than angry. He held eye contact with you for a few seconds before he looked back away, averting his gaze, face still a deep pink.

“You’re tired,” he said. “Go back to sleep.”

A small chuckle left your lips, and you curled back into Saeran with a deep sigh.

As you slowly began to drift back away, you felt Saeran’s thumb tracing small, circular caresses into your back. 

#can i marry him??? #soft soft #ilupant #not my writing #reblog

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Fluff37 with SE Saeran? I would like to know his reaction to being called a softie-

I would like to know that, too! Thank you so much for requesting, and I hope you enjoy!

SE Saeran + “You’re just a softie.”

It was early in the morning, and you had just managed to open your eyes enough to see Saeran still laying next to you. He seemed to be awake, scrolling aimlessly through his phone. You were pressed up against him, nuzzled comfortably into his side. The morning seemed extra warm, sweeter than usual, and a slow, slight smile tugged at your lips.

Because you were so curled up against Saeran, you could feel it when he began to pull away from you, maneuvering away as carefully as he could. You heard his feet land on the floor and he got up, and when he did, you finally made it known that you were awake. A small whine left your lips, and Saeran turned to look at you, eyebrows slightly raised in surprise.

“Don’t go,” you pleaded. “It’s so early.”

“I didn’t know you were awake,” Saeran responded, turning back around to face you fully. 

“Please,” you tried again. “You’re so comfortable.”

Saeran stared at you for a few seconds, not saying a word. His cheeks were pink, you realized, and he seemed to finally relent. He crawled back into the bed and pulled the blankets over himself, allowing you to curl back up against him with a content sigh. You felt yourself growing warm again.

For just a second, everything was quiet.

“Thank you for staying,” you mumbled against Saeran. “You’re just a softie, you know that?”

Saeran glanced down at you, his eyebrows pressing together. His flush had deepened and his lips were pressed into a tight line, but he looked more embarrassed than angry. He held eye contact with you for a few seconds before he looked back away, averting his gaze, face still a deep pink.

“You’re tired,” he said. “Go back to sleep.”

A small chuckle left your lips, and you curled back into Saeran with a deep sigh.

As you slowly began to drift back away, you felt Saeran’s thumb tracing small, circular caresses into your back. 

#can i marry him??? #soft soft #ilupant #not my writing #reblog

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Pov you find this THIEF wearing your sweater /:

#art reblog #i'd just give it to him #and everything else #he deserves it all

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It's like drinking hot chocolate in a winter day, with nothing else to do but relax and spend time doing what you want to do, knowing that you can do anything without worrying about anythinh else.

Then you can go to sleep, taking your time to slowly fall into the land of dreams. Not a single worry in your mind.

Can we just appreciate how soft GE Saeran is in general? Soft hair, soft clothes, soft everything. He's like a cloud or cotton candy and i'm simping ohgod

He really is like a cloud ;; 

He makes me think of that early-morning feeling where you wake up for a few seconds but you know you can go back to sleep. Like, you feel all soft and warm and good because you know you can be comfortable for a little while longer. Or like sunshine on a warm afternoon. Or like-

#i swear i get so soft #but #he's so cute #reblog #ilupant #i wanna kiss his cheek;;;

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It's actually so funny to me that literally every Saeran simp's love language includes sharing clothes

Skdjak right?? Saeran simps, with our singular shared brain cell, are officially forming the Saeran’s Sweater Stealing Committee

I mean can you imagine how nice and soft his clothes would be? 🥺 I like to think that he has all of these nice, pink sweaters that we could all steal. And I think I got that from your drawings so-

#reblog #ilupant #can't stop reblogging #i'm simping rn #this is so true tho

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He should've expected that since day 1. It came with the contract.

I'd honestly steal his whole closet, no hesitation

As👏you👏should!!!👏

He should know that any clothes he buys are community property. In this household, we share 😌

#reblog #ilupant #i swear i'd steal everything #for multiple reason #doesn't matter if I drown because of so many clothes

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MC: Saeyoung.. I'm pregnant

Saeyoung: Hello pregnant, I'm dad ;)

Saeran: No, you're not.

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Not entirely happy with this one, but have some Christmas Unknown!

#ilupant #favorite voy #art reblog #now i know what I want for christmas

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Something I really like to see in some of Saeran's CGs is how soft his shirt looks. Or at least, I think it looks pretty soft. He deserves soft things anyway.

#just thinking #i love looking at the cgs #aster rambles #misc

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This is... not my usual style. I wanted to try something new. I hope it’s okay!

#so cute #art reblog #ilupant #saeran choi #favorite boy #i want to hug him #prettyyy

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Playing otome games is all well and fun until you actually start falling in love with the characters and experience the excruciating pain of being aware they dont exist...

#this hits too close to home

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Well this is convenient but fluff 1 with GE Saeran‼️👁👁 I can never get enough of this man stealing his s/o's clothes pls

I’m choosing to do this one first because the idea of Saeran wearing his s/o’s clothes just. hits different. Thank you for blessing me with this prompt, I hope you enjoy what I’ve written for it! :)

GE Saeran + “Is that my shirt?” “You mean our shirt?”

This wasn’t exactly what you’d expected to see when you came downstairs in the morning.

Saeran always got up before you. He was an early-bird, up with the sun, and usually kept himself busy until you woke up. Usually, you would come downstairs to see him watering the plants, cooking you something, or gazing out of the window. You had gotten used to catching him doing something weird every once in a while.

But this?

You had never seen this before.

“Is that my shirt?” You asked incredulously, eyes wide. 

Saeran stood in the middle of the kitchen, a spatula in one hand. Something sizzled in the pan that he had been using to cook, but you couldn’t get yourself to focus on it. He appeared slightly surprised, as if he hadn’t expected you to wake up and catch him, but soon enough, a smile spread across his face.

“You mean our shirt?” He asked with a cheeky grin, putting a hand on his hip.

The sight was so absurd that you couldn’t help giggling. With your shirt, the spatula, and a loosely-tied apron, Saeran resembled a frazzled housemaid. 

It was cute. 

“Are our clothes communal now?” You asked, walking up to him. “I don’t remember signing off on this.”

You came to a stop directly in front of Saeran. He leaned towards you, your noses almost touching, and his words ghosted across your skin when he next spoke. 

“You’re always wearing mine, aren’t you?”

You hummed a bit, lips tugging into a smile. You stood still for a while before you leaned in just a little bit more. Your lips were nearly touching and you stopped just short, your breath intermingling with his. Saeran’s eyes had fluttered shut, red eyelashes curling upwards, waiting expectantly.

Time came to a stop, which seemed to last forever until you spoke again.

“The food’s burning,” you whispered against his lips before pulling back away, a series of giggles falling from your mouth as you skipped backwards a bit.

Saeran was still for just a moment before a smile crossed his face. He pointed at you with the spatula.

“I’ll get you back for that,” he told you before turning back around to the food.

And you had no doubt that he would.

#reblog #ilupant #this makes me so soft #this man makes me soft #saeran choi #not my writing #I'd give him my entire closet

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The more I think about it the more I realize that one of the reasons I love Mystic Messenger so much is because regardless of route the game is just the Found Family trope