Mystic Messenger One-Shots (RFA x Reader)

"Are you... throwing up in there?""What do mean you're fine? You are not fine!"

The request asked for these to be said to Saeyoung by Saeran and Vanderwood.

This one is Vanderwood's

Missions

You know, those fun little adventures where at the end of the day, everything is all sunshine and rainbows? Yeah, neither did any agent who went on one.

Vanderwood and Seven just returned from a mission concerning a businessman who is suspected of working in the underworld in Tokyo. It was the winter months in Tokyo, which is the one of the best ways to contract some kind of virus. Lo and behold, Seven came back to South Korea barring the stomach flu. Guess who had to take care of him.

Vanderwood.

While Vanderwood may not show it in the slightest, he still does care for the goofy hacker that he has come to know over the years. Therefore, reluctantly and with a scowl on his face, Vanderwood started to take care of Seven. Stomach flu is different for everyone but Vanderwood swears Seven got one of the worst cases, he's got a bit of a fever, a headache and nausea but never exceeding to full on vomiting. The red-haired hacker can be very stubborn at times, this being one of them. Seven is not taking a break from work which is effectively slowing down the rate and quality of his hacking work. He's also still snacking on chips and soda and that's only making his condition worse.

"Agent, you need to take a break. If you don't your work will start to be so bad that the boss will have your head. I mean it." Vanderwood presses.

"Ah! Madam, I'm fine I swear!" Seven tries to reassure him but his headache makes him wince a little from moving his head when he started to talk to Vanderwood.

"What do you mean you're fine? You are not fine!" Vanderwood emphasizes by motioning his hands up and down Seven's form.

"Ha-ha, Vandy, just tell the boss that I'll-" Seven immediately stops mid-sentence then stands up and books it to the bathroom so fast that's it's a miracle he didn't fall over. The sound of a door slamming can be heard from a few feet away moments later. Vanderwood sighs and starts to make his way down the hall and stops in front of the bathroom door. Noises that usually are never heard in the bunker can now be heard from Seven on the other side of the door.

"Zero Seven? Are you... throwing up in there?" No answer, just noises.

"Seven! Okay, I'm coming in." Vanderwood opens the door, slightly thankful that it was unlocked and that he didn't need to break it down, only to see Seven kneeling in front of the toilet, emptying his stomach of his god forsaken junk food diet. Vanderwood gives an audible sigh and strides over to Seven, taking off his black and yellow striped glasses so they don't fall in the toilet, and waits for Seven to finish.

When he does, Vanderwood slips Seven's glasses back on his face and lets him stand by himself, but is right beside him just in case, then gets him to bed. Yes, there are a few complaints from Seven about needing to work and such on the way to this bedroom, but Vanderwood shuts him up real fast. Once he's in bed and under the covers, Vanderwood grabs some medicine for his stomach flu and also grabs a cold cloth for both his headache and small fever. He grabs a bucket too so there's less rick of Seven throwing up on the floor and so he won't need to get out of bed. As soon as Seven is taken care of, Vanderwood turns the lights off, grabs a chair and sits in the far corner to watch over Seven and make sure he doesn't try to go back to work.

"Go to sleep" Vanderwood commands, but not in a stern tone but a quiet and some what soft tone. Seven nods, gets comfortable under the covers and within minutes, Seven is snoring softly. Vanderwood's lips rise into a small smile and whispers "sleep well, Seven..."