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007n7 was lazing on his bed like he usually did, messing around with his c00lgui and fixing any bugs he came across. On the other hand, iTrapped was sitting before his vanity, carefully brushing his wavy hair. “ Hey, Trapped. “ Seven called, the c00lgui disappearing as 7n7 focused on iTrapped. He hummed, not looking towards Seven. 

“ I’ve been superrrrr bored lately, N0li is ignoring me and has been for like a week, and I think I’ve pissed off Elliot—the pizza boy—too much. “ 007n7 rambled, having flopped to lie on his back. Once he finished his rambling, iTrapped sighed, “ I know you’re bored, Sev. You’ve been rambling nonstop for a week. “ Seven sat up straight, a shocked expression on his face.

“ Uhm, no way! “ 7n7 protested and iTrapped shook his head, “ Yes way, I’m getting sick of your voice. “ iTrapped deadpanned, but it was obvious he was joking, at least Seven hoped he was. “ Well, what should we do? “ 007n7 asked, and iTrapped finally looked at him, “ We? “ He questioned and 7n7 nodded, “ We. “

iTrapped shook his head and set down the brush, his long, blonde locks perfectly silky and beautiful. “ I’m not going anywhere if you're looking like that. “ iTrapped declared, and Seven looked appalled. “ Looking like what!? I look perfectly fine. “ He protested, and iTrapped just sighed, he was doing that a lot today.

“ Looking like you just crawled out of the dumpster behind Builder Brothers. “ iTrapped spoke, standing up and walking over to where 007n7 was lying down, looming over him. 7n7 looked up and stared into iTrapped’s icy blue eyes—He thought they were gorgeous. “ I would force you up to take a shower, but honestly, I think you’d bite me.. Or get my beautiful hands dirty. “ iTrapped announced, snapping 007n7 out of his thoughts.

“ I’m not that dirty! “ Seven squawked, and iTrapped stepped back, “ Maybe not, but go shower anyway. Also, your hair dye is fading. “ iTrapped mused, and 7n7 got up reluctantly, padding off to the bathroom to go shower, looking in the mirror at his hair.

“ My dye is fading! “ Seven exclaimed, fluffing up his hair before shaking his head and shutting the door, the shower turning on. He didn’t grab any clothes because whenever Trapped forces him to shower, he picks out clothes for Seven.

Seven had finally gotten out of the shower around 30 minutes later, smelling like pomegranates and coconut, with hints of vanilla. Despite his boyish appearance. 007n7 LOVED smelling good.

“ Got you clothes. “ iTrapped hummed, he was sitting on Seven’s bed, but honestly, it was more him lying down on Seven’s bed. “ Thanks. “ 7n7 mumbled, grabbing the clothes and retreating back to the bathroom to change.

A moment later, he was back out, wearing a pierce the veil ‘collide with the sky’ T-shirt, with orange cargo shorts that reached his knees. He was also wearing black ankle socks, but that wasn’t really important.

“Where’s your glasses? “ iTrapped hummed, and Seven shrugged, making him groan. “ Go find them, then you doofus! “ iTrapped snapped playfully, and 007n7 giggled, “ Yes, master. “ He said playfully, going into the bathroom and coming out with his pink-framed, rectangular-shaped glasses.

iTrapped sat up and studied Seven’s face closer, his snake bites, his right eyebrow piercing, his brown, shoulder-length, fluffy hair. The brown dye is fading, making it a pale brown, almost blonde. The blonde raccoon tail design on his sideburn? Sidetail things.

“ Looking good, Seven. “ iTrapped hummed, sliding off 7n7’s bed and walking over to him. “ You said you wanted to go somewhere, right? “ He asked, and Seven nodded, “ I don’t know where, though… Hm, doesn’t your boy toy own a casino? “

iTrapped glared at 007n7, “ Not my boy toy, and yes, he does. But, we’re not going gambling at 3:00 pm. “ Seven sighed, “ But don’t they have a restaurant? “ He asked, and iTrapped thought for a moment before nodding, and 7n7 beamed.

“ Then let's eat there! You’re rich. “ 007n7 chirped, iTrapped sighed but nodded anyway. “ Alright, let’s go. Get your shoes on. “ iTrapped ordered, and Seven dutifully obeyed, following Trapped to the door and slipping on his bright red Converse as iTrapped grabbed everything they needed—both of their phones, the keys to the dorm, and iTrapped’s wallet.

“ Wait—what do they even serve at that restaurant? “ 007n7 asked as the pair walked down the stairs to the parking lot, “ Like, is it fancy food? Like, uhm, I don't know… wagyu? “ 7n7 continued, iTrapped shrugged.

“ Never ate there before, today’s a first because you’re a glutton for entertainment. “ iTrapped snarked, and 007n7 rolled his eyes. They walked in silence until they reached iTrapped’s car. It wasn’t too fancy, but it was still sleek and pretty.

Seven let out a low whistle—despite how many times he’s seen this car. “ I forgot you’re a nepo baby. “ iTrapped rolled his eyes and opened the driver's door, then shut it. Leaving Seven to walk to the other side in silence, Trapped started the car after 7n7 got in.

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Seven was bored again. He didn’t know what time it was, but it was dark out. 7n7 and iTrapped had gotten back from the restaurant a few hours ago. iTrapped was in the shower, steam drifting under the door slightly. Seven didn’t know how he kept the shower that hot and didn't melt.

Well, frankly, 007n7 didn’t care. He just wanted out, the dorm was stuffy and boring… maybe 7n7 could go out, maybe bother Elliot.. Hmm, that sounded good. But just where was his phone? Seven got up from where he was starfishing on his bed with a groan, and something clattered on the floor—his phone.

“ Oh. “ Seven hummed, kicking his feet over the edge of the bed, his socked feet touching the cold wooden flooring, and a shiver ran up his spine. Autumn had come fast, and the heating in the dorms was trash. He was getting sidetracked. What time was it? 007n7 picked up his phone from the floor and clicked it on, 9:30 pm. It was lateish.. Too late to wreak havoc on Builder Brothers.

Maybe he should go to the gas station, then the park? Seven nodded to himself, deciding to go to the park at 9:30. Since he was already dressed, he just walked to the door, putting his shoes on and making sure his phone was in his pocket. After he made sure he had everything, he left, sending a quick text to iTrapped that he was at the park as he walked down the stairs. 

The gas station was closed, but instead of going home like he probably should have, 007n7 was sitting on a swing at the park, scrolling on his phone. It was nice out for around 10:00 pm, it wasn’t too cold, and the wind wasn’t blowing too harshly. Just as Seven was about to shut off his phone and get up, the sound of a text notification caught his attention. N0li texted him. 

It was a simple text, just N0li asking if 7n7 was asleep. Seven quickly typed a response.

Text messages between THE ONE AND N0LI!!! And yourself (Seven) 

THE ONE AND N0LI!!! // r u asleep?
You //  no im at the park chilling

THE ONE AND N0LI!!! // y?? Its 10

You // yeah it is but wtv idc

THE ONE AND N0LI!!! // ok…. wtv.. what hav u bene doing
You // being bored

You // ive missed u

You // so boring without u

THE ONE AND N0LI!!! // awhhh u missed meeeeee

You // yeah

You // it gest boring

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When iTrapped got out of the shower to find Seven not lying on his bed, as he usually would at 10:00 pm. He was nowhere to be seen. Trapped hummed, wondering where 7n7 could be, then shrugged, he’d be home before midnight.. Hopefully.

It wasn’t too often that 007n7 left the dorm without telling iTrapped first, but sometimes he did, leaving iTrapped to wonder uselessly about where the other man had gone. But the wondering was no use; he wouldn’t know where 7n7 had gone until the man himself got back.

But now a question arose, should iTrapped go to sleep or wait for Seven to come back. It was a sort of tough decision; he wanted to know where 7n7 had gone, but he needed his beauty sleep. Not only that, but he had a quiz at 8 am the next day. iTrapped could not risk being sleep-deprived for an important quiz. (It wasn’t even a quarter of his grade.)

..Decision made, just go to sleep now and wait for the morning to interrogate 007n7. But would he answer the questions honestly or lie? Another very important question. Ugh, all these questions were giving iTrapped a headache; he really needs to go to bed and stop worrying about the buffoon that Seven was.

But could he really stop worrying? No. No, he can not. It wasn’t his fault that that idiot had caught his heart. 007n7 probably didn’t even know just how much he had iTrapped wrapped around his finger, or maybe he did and was using it to his advantage?

More useless questions that were overtaking his beautiful mind. Instead of thoughts about 007n7, iTrapped should be thinking about the quiz, and focus on getting the answers correct instead of 7n7’s beautiful face… and he was getting side-tracked again.

Maybe some sleep really would help.