707: < Hello! Are you the new member of the RFA? You can call me Seven Zero Seven! I thought I'd check up on you and introduce myself. >
707: < Actually, just Seven is fine. >
Hana: < ... the what? Did you pick up someones phone or something. Its not good to change their pfp's and names yk >
707: < I just wanted to prank them a little! Don't worry, I'll fix this later 😉 >
Hana: < Uhuh so now youre just texting everyone on their phone? is that it? >
707: < Okay, okay, you caught me. I just wanted to have a little fun. Don't worry, they always forgive me later. >
Hana: < I hope that doesn't mean you'll stop talking to me, will you? >
707: < Of course not. Why would I stop talking to my favorite person to talk to? >
Hana: < first time meeting and I'm already your favourite person? You seem like the type to take a total of 5 days before catching feelings. 😛 >
707: < oh, so you've already profiled me? You're right, though; I tend to get feelings towards people who show me basic human decency. it's rarer than you think! >
Hana: < I do find it ironic that someone pranking burnett with his phone is implying they catch feeling for people that show basic human decency 😆 >
Hana: < i dont mind~ especially if youre implying I've shown you just that during this short chat? >
707: < Well...you're still here, aren't you? Most people would have ghosted me after catching me hacking the profile of someone they know. Maybe even told on me. But you stayed. Asked questions. Poked fun. >
707: <...That means something to me. Even if I'm probably looking too much into things. >
Hana: < ohhhh youre a hacker arent you? Telling me so boldly~ Arent you worried I might tell on you? ^ ^ >
707: < LOL are you going to tell on me? >
707: < You don't seem the type. You seem more curious~ >
Hana: < hmmm might be because I like the profile pic im looking at. I do hope youre not cat fishing though- what a great shame >
Hana: < as for if I'll tell on you that depends... how much good of a hacker are you? >
Hana: < should I be worried? >
707: < You like my pic?! Argh, you're going to make me change it now! >
707: < But I'm not catfishing, i swear! I maybe look this good 60% of the time in real life! >
707: < Anyway, maybe you should be worried because I've got blackmail on you now >
Hana: < oh? Do tell. What blackmail? >
707: < Caught you red-handed: smiling at my texts within five minutes of meeting me. Case closed. >
Hana: < .... did you hacked into my phone camera or was that just a guess >
707: < 😉 I think I'll leave that up to you to wonder about >
Hana: < okay you convinced me >
Hana: < share your location, I'll get Burnetts phone off your hands now~ >
707: < Wh-what?! You're gonna come here?! >
707: < O-okay, sure, just give me time to hide some of my anime figures and posters… >
707: < I need to clean up a little >
Hana: < clean up? Oh so youre in your room are you..? you want to meet up in your room? how forward >
707: < I mean, we can meet somewhere else if you're more comfortable! >
707: < But yeah...just in my room and definitely not panicking >
Hana: < hmmm let me tell my roomate first >
Hana: < i hear shuffling in his room so he might be in there >
Hana: < i think I'll barge in to tell him im meeting a cute guy in 10… >
Hana: < 9.... >
707: < ...Why do you need to tell your roommate? >
Hana: < 8~ >
707: < … >
Hana: < 7… >
Hana: < 6… >
Hana: < 5… >
Hana: < 4.... >
Jack hurriedly hides in his closet.
Hana: < 3… >
Hana: < 2… >
Hanako stopped texting and entered Jack's room with phone in hand, scanning around the empty room. ".... Burnett~?"
Jack stayed very quiet and still in his closet.
"Are you possiblyyyy still hiding your anime figurines~?" Hanako entered the room and looked around, checking under the bed, and laughed, standing up again. “Pretty sure I heard some noise here. Pretty weird that your room is cleaner and empty right..?” He looked at the closet with a grin.
While Jack was still in the closet, he texted back Hanako.
707: < Uh actually maybe now is not a good time to come visit me… >
Hanako stopped to look at his phone, grinned, and leaned his back against the closet Jack was hiding in.
Hana: < oh? Why not~? I thought I was your favourite person? >
707: < Exactly! I don't want you to see my room and decide you hate me! >
Hana: < oh but im still here arent I? Talking to you? >
Hana: < if a messy room scared me away then I wouldve been gone by now, 7 - sweetheart~ >
Hana: < perhaps youre getting a little shy now? >
707: < Shy? W-what? A cool, tech genius like me? Pfft! As if! >
Hana: < say.. seven I have a question >
707: < Uh, a question? What is it? >
Hana: < what does your voice sound like ? >
Hana: < ^ ^ >
707: < ...Uh...my voice? My voice sounds...normal. Totally nothing fancy or weird about it >
Hana: < I'd love to hear it ^ ^ >
He typed out that last bit, and without waiting, he pressed the dial button to call Jack’s phone number, immediately hearing the ringing coming from the closet.
Jack panicked and jumped as his phone began to ring in his closet.
Hanako laughed. "Ohhh who knew this mysterious messenger was so close to me all along~" he teased, his hands on the closet handle. "Oh, I do hope 7 picks up so I can hear his lovely voice~ Will he sound cute? Like he's younger? Maybe sexy and deep~? Or perhaps he sounds like someone hiding in the closet~?"
Still in the closet, Jack laughed nervously and picked up. "...Hi." He heard an amused laugh from the outside of the closet as well as from the phone.
"Oh yeah I definitely like this voice." Hanako spoke into the phone without opening the door yet. "You know... you almost did get me at the beginning, but the lack of spamming and the anime figurines really did squash the fantasy for me. If you really wanted to prank me and sell the part well, you should've studied him well~ Quite clever choice of prank though. Using my recent like and affection for seven zero se-" Hanako opened the closet door, seeing Jack in 707's cosplay. Jack could possibly see the tint of red on Hanako's cheeks before Hana slammed the closet door closed again, blocking him from exiting. "T-TAKE THAT OFF!"
Jack looked like 707, including yellow contacts and glasses, but the only difference was his hair was red with brown and blonde highlights instead of orange. "YOU WANT ME TO BE NAKED?!!"
"NOT NAKED, DUMBASS. YOU'RE IN A CLOSET, AREN'T YOU? JUST PICK SOMETHING OUT- WHY ARE YOU WEARING SEVEN'S CLOTHES?!?" Hanako yelled, "WHYYYY DO YOU HAVE SEVEN'S CLOTHES?!"
"YOU JUST SAID TO TAKE THIS OFF, NOT PUT SOMETHING ELSE ON! ANYWAY, I CAN BARELY MOVE IN HERE! AND I GOT THESE BECAUSE I WANTED TO SURPRISE YOU FOR FUN! WHY ARE YOU FREAKING OUT?"
"W-WELL, STAY THERE ALL DAY, THEN!! I'M NOT LETTING YOU OUT UNTIL YOU GET RID OF ALL THAT!"
"YOU'RE GOING TO TRAP ME IN MY OWN CLOSET?!" Jack attempted to try to open the door himself.
Hanako attempted to close it, not letting Jack out. "I SAID TAKE THEM OFF!!"
"NO WAY! THEY'RE JUST CLOTHES AND I CAN BARELY SEE IN HERE, LET ALONE MOVE!!"
Hanako didn't say anything and just kept the closet door closed with his hands.
Jack tried to force the door open again. "QUIT BEING SUCH A BABY! IT'S JUST A COSTUME!!"
Hanako struggled to keep the closet door closed, taking a quick step back as Jack managed to push through. Hanako - in all his blushing glory - sees 7- no- Jack, unable to look away for 3 long seconds.
“...First you can't look at me, now you're staring?“ Jack blushed hard himself, already red from exertion as he stepped out of his closet.
Hanako blushed more and looked away, immediately stepping closer to grab Jack's jacket to try to take it off. "Fun's over! I can't stand to look at you like this!"
"Oh, so you're going to strip me, now?" Jack grabbed his hands to try to stop him and to take them off his jacket.
"D-dont say that while you're wearing this thing! It's messing with my head!" Hana tried to take the jacket off anyway.
Jack gritted his teeth before getting an idea and lowering his head to kiss the hands tugging at his jacket. "...Why not? Are you falling for me?"
Hanako froze, not pushing to take off the jacket anymore. He looked up at Jack for a moment with an unreadable expression before he used his hand to cover Jack's mouth instead. "In this outfit - yes. I might. So what then?"
Jack looked startled for a moment, yellow eyes widening before he released Hanako's hands and dropped his own, looking away.
For once, Hanako didn't complain or tease about Jack looking away. His hand rested on his own chest, feeling the rapid heartbeat. Staying quiet before taking one of Jack's pillows and smacking Jack with it as if they were having a pillow fight. "DUMBASS!" He blushed, still glaring at Jack, but not wanting the awkwardness to linger. "YOU GOT SOME EXPLAINING TO DO!"
Jack spoke when Hanako stopped covering his mouth. “WHAT THE - ?!" He grabbed another pillow to defend himself. "You're the one shallow enough to fall for someone else just because of their looks!" He blushed profusely as he fought back with his own pillow.
"SO YOU KNEW THAT AND STILL DRESSED UP AS HIM?!?" Hanako, mortified, fought back with a pillow still.
"HOW COULD I KNOW THAT UNTIL JUST NOW, IDIOT?! I JUST DID THIS AS A PRANK!! I THOUGHT IT WOULD BE FUNNY!!” Jack tried to fight back as well.
“WELL, NO ONE'S LAUGHING NOW, ARE THEY?!" Hanako held his pillow with one hand and tried to grab Jack's own hand to pull him closer.
"-?!" Jack was caught off-guard as he was pulled closer, blushing madly with clenched teeth.
Hanako placed Jack's hand on Hana's chest where his rapid heartbeat was, glaring at Jack, but watching his reaction to Hanako's heart racing. "So - Seven, what's going through your head right now?"
Jack heated up and reddened more before trying to pull his hand away. "..." He looked away again. "...You're only feeling this way because of feelings you have for a fictional character. Get over yourself."
Hanako tried his best to grip Jack's hand to not let him move away. "What else?"
Jack winced. "...I...I can't do this…"
"Make a guess. What else?"
"What do you mean, 'what else'?! You like Seven and I'm not him! I didn't think you had real feelings for him!”
A softer look crossed Hanako's face for a second before he let out a dry laugh. "Yeah...I'm so shallow with appearances that I had real feelings for a fictional character I just met a few days ago. To the point where my dumbass roommate dressing like Seven got me all bothered and blushing. That's what you see, right?" He let go of Jack's hand like it burned him.
".........I'm heading out. You better be wearing anything else but that. Change your nickname and profile picture, too, or I'm not answering," he said curtly, turning around to head out of Jack's room.
" ...Tch…" He took off his fake glasses. "Don't be out late. And keep your phone on you."
Hanako didn't say anything. Not even to look back at him or quip a cheeky goodbye. Just took his phone and left, closing the door behind him.
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