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"It's so hot, Zenny..." MC complains, rolling over to lay down on a cooler piece of tile in Zen's basement. To MC's delight, Zen spritzes her with the small spray bottle he had been using on himself.
"Humidity is good for your complexion, at least.." He says, huffing tiredly. He seems even more tired than unusual after his late night workout. "Ah, and I was so hoping to do something more fun than lie on the floor."
"Even the 'Beast' must be crushed by this weather." The twinkle in MC's eyes suggested otherwise.
Zen laughs. "Unlikely. He might get jealous, watching you text another man. For a few hours."
"God Seven is beyond your mortal humor, I alone can interpret the divine's messages.. And so I must."
"Oh no--" Zen mutters. MC continues on dramatically, raising her arms to the ceiling.
"--I must preach the gospel of cats. Jumin--"
"--that asshole--" Zen mutters. MC grins, gently sliding one of Zen's flyaway hairs back into place. He blushes. She takes the opening to continue.
"Has already converted, and is one of our greatest followers." She says with false solemnity. "Zen, although you have a beast inside," Zen sprays MC, who grins. "Ahh, thank you. Where was I?"
"Beast." He says, eyes soft with fondness.
"You are sadly allergic to God Seven's creations. However, we have been planning for a way for your salvation, and to increase my devotion at the same time."
"Oh dear." Zen closes his eyes, and wonders how he loves this woman so much. "Sweetie, if you plan to increase my tolerance for cats... I would do anything for you, but after my last play, I can't get my face puffy--"
MC sits up and puts her hand on the top of Zen's head. "But you see, Zen. God Seven thinks of all. Knows all. Our predicament is safe, your beautiful face--safe as well."
"I will not spoil the high priest Jumin and God Seven's gift for your birthday. But be warned, you will be saved." She quickly kisses his lips. "Whether you like it or not."
"Anything you say, MC." Zen says wrapping an arm around her. "Anything." He repeats softly, looking into her eyes.
He could never believe she chose him. When they first met, it felt like passing through a strange dream, where she was always out of reach a friend and lover to all- with Jaehee, with Jumin, with Seven, with Yoosung...
But now, the fog had faded.
And his birthday gift was a robot cat.
Things were real enough, he thought, eyes resting on MC's delighted, mischievous face. She was part of the RFA family now, after everything. She was his girlfriend, even though they had slept on the tile floor instead of the stuffy sheets of their bed.
If that wasn't a sign their relationship was strong, Zen thought, adopting a robot cat had to be a sign of forever.