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The alley behind Builder Brothers Pizza glowed faintly red as 007n7 crouched beside a humming handheld device, its screen scrolling with lines of custom code. Tonight, he watched the code finalize, the warm scent of pizza dough drifting out of the back door as if taunting him. His eyes narrowed. Almost ready.
With a quiet click, the device pulsed, sending a ripple of distorted heat along the brick wall. Flames began to bloom—not natural flames, but pixelated tongues of fire glitching between hues of orange and electric cyan.
7n7 stepped back, expression unreadable as the digital blaze spread. He turned his hood up as the surreal fire reflected in his glasses.
The employees in the pizzeria could smell a faint smoke, a bit stronger than it usually is yet they all just assumed that its coming from the oven of some sorts.
They were wrong. So wrong. The second the fire started spreading through the pizzeria, it was already too late, it was spreading like crazy.
Elliot and his dad escorted everyone out, thankfully before it was too late - some left with a few injuries but nothing TOO serious.
After all of that chaos, the police were surrounding the area, inspecting every little thing, trying to find the cause of the fire - though they had no luck.
Elliot was sitting on the side of the road, feeling guilty for something he most definitely didn't do, though most of it felt like it was his fault.
007n7 slowly walked behind the mess he created and avoided all the chaos, he was think thinking about what he was gonna eat for dinner after he escapes this unshielded destruction but suddenly-
"FUCK!" 7n7 yelled in pain
He had fallen over and screamed quite loudly, so loud in fact it got someone's attention.
.. Elliot heard the scream. He wasn't sure if the officers even heard it since all of them were just too busy trying to put the fire out and retrieve some items...
He didn't care. Elliot had always carried a pocket knife with him for every single reason - No pizza cutter? In your pocket. Protection? In your pocket. It also brings him safety, his father being the one who gifted the pocket knife to him so he obviously felt obliged to take care of it as if it was his own child.
Elliot stood up, walked over to the sound of the scream - making sure he wasn't very visible, yet could easily run out into the open if he needed to.
7n7 heard someone's slow footsteps behind him and he absolutely panicked. He squirmed upwards to try and get up but his ankle was absolutely fucked up. All he could try to do is teleport to his dorm or drag himself across the floor in an attempt to get away, 007n7 knew that teleporting would take a minute at less so his best bet was to crawl away pitifully and hope the guy behind him felt bad enough and would just walk away. But a part of him kinda wanted to look back. to see who was following close behind, neverminded that he just wants to go home and eat
He could feel the footsteps approaching closer and from the corner of his eye he saw something silver and sharp.. Is that a knife?
"HOLY FUCKING SHIT GET AWAY FROM ME YOU PSYCHOPATH!"
Elliot slightly lowered his knife upon seeing an injured dude behind the burnt pizzeria, still keeping it in his hands, ready to attack at any moment if necessary.. Until he noticed that there was an injured man on the ground, raising an eyebrow, he completely lowered his knife and ran to the man, dropping to his knees and placing his hands over the injured persons hip.
" A - Are you ok ?!- How'd you even get back here ? Are you badly injured - "
And so he continued on with a whole bunch of questions.. 7n7 was quite flushed at the sudden touch but shook it off.
"fuck, shit no I'm fine I just fell.. I was just uh back from uhm.. Work.. Yeah- work!"
He gulped really loudly hoping the guy that is helping him believes that quick but stupid lie he came up with. 7n7 looked at the boys face clearly and looked at his eyes. Those eyes.. they are beautiful. the baby blue eyes the green central heterochromia and the gold ring to surround it all. Absolutely memorized by the sight of them
Fuck. Elliot caught him staring. "Shit come up with an excuse, come up with an excuse!" 7n7 thought to himself, panicking a bit.
"Hey.. your eyes are pretty."
Oh my god.
Elliot stared at the guy, confused as hell - How come he was back from work yet this badly injured ?! Before he had the chance to say anything, he was caught off guard by the sudden compliment.
" Oh ! .. Uh - Thank you ! "
He took a quick second to process the situation again, realizing that he still has to treat the injured male on the ground.
" Sir, can you tell me your name? My names Elliot - And how the hell did you end up behind a burnt building ? "
Elliot asked in a more concerned voice, rather than a suspicious one.
7n7 was taken aback by the care he was being given.. What is this feeling? Never mind that.
"Oh fuck- Yeah, my name is 007n7, but you can just call me Seven.."
He replies to one of Elliot's question, before answering another one.
"I was on my way back from work and I saw the building of fire, so I tried to run away but I tripped over something and I think I fucked up my ankle.."
7n7 tries moving his ankle up but he actually winces from the pain and a tear rolls down his cheek. he looked at the guy who introduced himself as "Elliot" and asked something he has never asked before.
"Can.." He lets out a big sigh. "Can.. I please get some help, I'm.. In a lot of pain" 7n7 asks with embarrassment in his voice, before attempting to move his ankle, but yet once again, he flinches from the pain he's enduring.
" Oh - Oh of course I can help you out - "Elliot exclaimed, his hands slowly sliding down to where the pant leg ends, slowly, and gently, pulling the pant sleeve up, trying to get a better look at the ankle.
He wasn't a medical expert, but it was very clear that the ankle was badly damaged and should be checked out immediately.
"Alright, Seven, lets try and get you up . "
007n7 was clearly taller, but it was no match for Elliot, considering that he moves around a lot, you'd expect him to at least have a bit of muscle.
Elliot managed to get 007n7 to stand up, letting him lean on him. " There are officers outside who can treat your ankle, alright? We don't need it getting worse. " He explains to 007n7.
"WAIT- NO- Please.. No." 7n7 whimpered "I don't trust them. Sorry- I can handle my ankle myself."
He attempts to walk away, but his ankle hurts so back that he cries out in pain and falls back into Elliot's arms, his tail flicks around in stress and his vision is blurry from the tears in his eyes. He knew if he goes to the police he would be found out and 7n7 does NOT feeling like going to prison.
7n7 starts crying. He has never cried in front of anyone before.
" Wh - What ? But there's no other way to treat it - its safer to get a trained professional to treat your ankle, Seven. "
Elliot frowned, holding 007n7 tight in his arms - Making sure he doesn't fall on the ground... Again. He wipes away some of the tears, feeling a slight bit awkward being unsure of what to do in this situation.
" Come on, Seven, the medics are here to protect you. "
"Fuck!- No- Please! Anyone but them!" 7n7 bawls out he starts sobbing in the pizza boy's arms. He grabs out his C00L.GUI and starts teleporting away
007n7 looks at Elliot and hugs him.
"Thank you for caring about me, when no one else did."
Seven pauses, before quickly deciding to make a risky move and kisses him before he teleports away using his C00L.GUI to his shitty dorm where it reeks of alcohol and socks. He didn't expect to ever see that pizza boy again so why not take the risk?
Elliot looks utterly dumbfounded. The guy has just bawled his eyes out, teleported away and kissed him as well. What the hell was happening??? He, himself didn't know what to say or who to tell what happened, deciding its probably better if he just keeps it to himself...
A bunch, and bunch, and bunch of hours later, when the burning incident was finally taken care of, Elliot was finally excited to go back to his small, but cosy house.
On the ride back to his house - He couldn't get that Seven guy off of his mind.. Today has been eventful and he just wanted to sleep it off.