behind the screen

by Anonymous

Summary:

Elliot loved his job- Really he did! Not once has he ever regretted joining his family's business.
But the truth is, he does get a little worn out sometimes. Always being the star employee really does just stress you out y’know?
So here Elliot is- scrolling through a website he’d rather be found dead than caught looking at. It’s not like this was his first option anyways! Really- he’d tried picking up some other hobbies to distract him from work, but nothing seemed to stick.
So now he finds himself here, pants tight scrolling through dozens of lives trying to find something worth watching.
Until something- or he guesses someone- catches his attention.
It was a guy, and from what Elliot could tell he was completely nude except for a silly pair of boxers with some cartoonish looking burgers printed all over them.
‘That's.. cute. Dumb. But cute,’ he thought. Only his chest and everything below it were in frame, and he was sitting up on his knees on what was presumably a bed.
From the looks of it, this guy hadn’t started the actual show yet.
Elliot spares a quick glance to the user, to find that he’s simply named himself “Sev”.

“Well then Sev, let's see what you’re up to..”

Notes:

babys first time posting on ao3, hopefully i dont like. die. or something

anyways yeah i kinda just wrote this for shits and giggles but also bc theres such a drought of bottom 007n7 fics rn like someone save me please

but yeah please enjoy, i put my blood, sweat, and other bodily fluids into this

Chapter 1

Elliot had a shitty day. Which has been happening a lot more than he would have liked as of lately.

 

Don’t get him wrong, Elliot knows that fast food isn’t everybody's first option when it comes to choosing a job- but that doesn’t just give you the excuse to not show up to work without saying anything. Almost everyone had bailed on him today for practically no reason- or maybe there was a reason, but he wouldn’t fucking know because none of them had called in!

 

So here Elliot was, trying to figure out how to take orders while making those orders while also simultaneously trying to deliver those orders.

 

He was pissed- and reasonably so.

 

But even with all that, Elliot pushed through. Because he knew- knew he had something to look forward to when he got home. And look forward he did.

 

As soon as he clocked out of the pizza place and finally made it home, he was already jumping off his moped and practically sprinting to his front door.

 

He unlocks the door, being greeted by a familiar setting. His home wasn’t too big, just a simple one story with enough space to let him make it feel like his own.

 

He hangs up his coat on a rack next to the doorway and tosses his keys in the general direction of his kitchen counter- he wasn’t paying very much attention to where they landed if he was being honest.

 

He walks down a hallway to get to his room, trying to be as quick as he could- Elliot didn’t want to be late afterall. 

 

He opens the door to his bedroom, flicking on a light and rushing over to his closet. He changes fast- throwing on a loose T-shirt and a random pair of sweatpants that he probably needed to wash.

 

Once he feels comfy, he throws his work uniform into the laundry basket he kept in his closet and walks over to his desk to sit down.

His desk was decently clean, everything either in a cubie or some type of container- only a half empty can of Bloxy Cola from this morning sat off to the side. He didn’t really care about that though.

 

What he was focused on was his computer- in the middle of his desk, still charging just as he’d left it this morning. He opens it and signs in, already knowing exactly where he wants to go.

 

He opens up a tab, and starts scrolling through the countless livestreams that are currently going on. He paid them no mind however, he came here for one thing and one thing only.

 

Aha. There he is.

 

Sev.

 

Look- Elliot knows that getting super attached to some random camboy on the internet wasn’t a good move- he knew, okay? It's just- the guy was too hard to resist.

 

When Elliot first found Sev on this website, he didn’t think too much of him. He was hot, and that was enough for Elliot to be able to just rub one out to him.

 

But then he kept coming back.

 

Elliot just couldn’t stop himself- then next thing he knew he started spending money on the guy.

 

He still remembers that day actually, when Elliot sent in his first donation. It was small- the smallest one you could give actually. But even then, Sev still noticed. He was splayed out on his bed, face still out of frame (much to Elliot's dismay), but the camera had a perfect view of his sopping wet cunt. He was plunging his fingers in and out of himself, and behind all the wet squelching noises, soft gentle moans could be heard.

 

And then Elliot decided to send in that donation.

 

A soft ping could be heard, and then Sev slows down the movement of his fingers- it doesn’t stop completely however.

 

“Uhm- ah.. Pizza man? I think that's the user.. It's kinda hard to read from here- hehe..hpm- Thank you so much for the donation..! It means- goodness- a lot..!”

 

And as soon as those words came out of his mouth, Elliot knew he was doomed.

 

So now he’s here again, palming himself through his sweatpants watching as Sev fidgets and greets incoming viewers.

 

Speaking of viewers- Sev was actually decently popular on this platform. It wasn’t anything too crazy, but he always had anywhere around 500 to 1,000 people watching on a good day.

 

It made Elliot just a teensy bit jealous that it wasn’t only him that got to see Sev like this, but he learned to get over it relatively quickly.

 

However- Elliot actually wasn’t sure what had made him so attracted to Sev in the first place.

 

He was really fucking hot. Elliot knew that for sure.

 

Elliot already knew Sev was very handsome- even without seeing his face. 

 

He had some extra fat around his waist- which Elliot would love to squeeze and grab at. And his thighs? Telamon- his thighs were big, round, and squishy. They always looked so soft and silky too. Elliot could only imagine how heavenly it would feel to have those milky thighs wrapped around his waist, or even squeezing around his head.

 

Elliot has also come to adore Sev’s voice. He doesn’t talk very much during lives, but when he does, it's deep, velvety, and so soft. It’s always sorta reminded Elliot of a strawberry with dark chocolate drizzled on top of it.

 

Sweet and sensual.

 

The best part is that he moans and whimpers the same way, very soft and gentle.

But besides that, Sev also comes with a strange sense of familiarity for Elliot. He couldn’t really tell you what made him feel that way, but it was almost comforting in a sense.

 

Elliot's thoughts then get cut off by the sound of Sev’s voice coming from the computer again.

 

“Hey everybody, it's good seeing you all again..!,” he gives a small polite wave towards the camera. “I’m not sure if any of you noticed, but the attire is a little different today.” Oh yeah- he is dressed differently. How come Elliot didn’t notice that?

 

Typically, Sev just has on those stupid boxers with the burgers all over them. Today however, he’s got on some actual clothes.

 

“Actual clothes” as in a plain gray sleep shirt and some loose blue shorts.

 

‘He still looks really pretty..’ Elliot thinks to himself.

 

“Well I actually have a little surprise for you all..!” Sev says, doing an excited little gesture with his hands.

‘Surprise?’ Elliot thought, ‘Whats he-’

 

Oh.

 

Oh.

 

Sev lifts up his shirt and shimmies his way out of his shorts to reveal-

 

Lingerie.

 

Holy shit.

 

It was a two piece, a lace bra and panties hugging his curves better than he’d ever seen on anyone. It was colored a deep red and sparkled underneath the dim lights of Sev’s bedroom. The bra had two silky straps that curved over his shoulders, and intricate patterns woven within the lace that the panties also had.

 

And clasped around his plush thighs were two straps that matched the color of the lace, they looked a little tight from the way they lightly dug into the soft skin around his thighs.

 

By Telamon- he was stunning.

 

“Y-yeah. Uhm. I happened to stumble across it while shopping at the mall. I thought you all might enjoy it..”

 

Enjoy it? Elliot loved it. And by the looks of it, so did the chat.

 

thegooner67: ohhjjjhj its coming out

void: TAKE IT OFF!!11!!11!!!!!!!11!1!!1!

^_^: holy shit

Party_Time!!: dude im bricked WOAG

lwiodfhijwefbweoi: thats sooooo sexy

Bloxy_: its alllllll over the screen 

GOONBRINGERR!!!!: HOLY TELAMON

idk: u look rlly good today sev

Notices_Bulges_owo: aww ur soo cute!!

mypeenerhard: peener hard

777 donated a $30 tip!: SEV PLEASE FLASH US!!

 

“O-oh goodness! I uh- wasn’t expecting for you all to like it this much, hah.. Oh! And 777, thank you for the.. $30 tip..!? Telamon- you all spoil me too much..”

He says, and if Elliot had to guess by the way Sev was fidgeting, his face was probably all red and flustered.

 

“$30 huh? He deserves better than that.” Elliot says out loud to himself.

He pulls his hand away from his sweatpants and quickly types something out on the computer, waiting for the ping to come through. 

 

Pizzaman donated a $100 tip!: you should wear stuff like this more often sev

 

“Oh? Another one..?” Sev pauses before shouting out loud, “$100?! Oh no no no! I have to send this back to you..!”

 

Pizzaman: hey its all good, you can keep it

peenerhard: $100 wth

Yaoi_Addict: Sev i would totally spend $100 on you but im so broke :(

V3X: Jeez, desperate much?

777: damn and i thought i was rich sighhhhh

void: yo back up off my man pizza boy

 

Elliot chuckled to himself at the rest of the comments that flooded in. ‘Heh- losers.’

 

“Goodness.. A-are you sure? It’s really not that hard for me to just send it back..”

 

Pizzaman: your fine trust me, I want you to have it

 

“Ah.. well, thank you so much uhm… Oh..! Pizza man! Yes that’s right- I think I remember you donating to some of my previous lives. Well thank you for stopping by again..!”

 

Elliot brought his hand back down to his clothed cock, still palming himself through his sweatpants and boxers.

“Of course Sev, of course..”

 

“Well then, with all that out of the way, I guess we should start getting into the- actual- show..”

 

“Fuuckkk.. Yes please..” Elliot groans to himself as he reaches down under his pants and boxers to pull out his throbbing cock.

He starts slowly pumping his length as he watches Sev lay back to spread his legs and show off his glistening pussy. It was always sopping wet, and only Telamon knows how much Elliot wished he could sink himself into that tight heat.

 

Elliot continues to watch as Sev pulls the lace panties to the side so you can really see his cunt. His arm then reaches to grab something off screen, only to come back with a large, yellow, silicon dildo in hand.

 

“Hah.. you all ready..?”

 

Elliot couldn’t have possibly been more ready.

 

Sev brings the toy down so just the tip pushes into his aching hole. He lets out a quiet whimper, before going back to trying to sink more of the toy into his cunt.

 

Loud and wet squelching sounds can be heard the further he presses in, and as the toy finally settles deep inside, he lets out a long drawn out moan. “Holy.. fuuu- ah- hah.. E- Ell..”

 

It sounds like Sev cut himself off from saying something but Elliot really couldn’t tell what he meant to say. Elliot doesn’t let himself think about it for too long, he’s too busy watching Sev play with his delicious cunt anyways.

 

Telamon. Elliot should be the one fucking him like that. Not that lucky ass dildo.

 

As Sev slowly starts creating a rhythm, picking up the pace on how fast he pushes the toy in and out of himself, so does Elliot as he starts to pump his cock faster.

 

“Ah- oh goodness.. So full.. S-so big- hah..” Sev continues to moan and squirm as he pushes the toy in as deep as it can go. Elliot couldn’t help but drowsily smile at the noise. ‘So cute.. Sound so beautiful Sev,’ Elliot thought as he moved his hand even faster, he was smearing pre-cum all over himself so it made his movements even easier.

 

It continues like this for another minute or two, Sev fucking himself on that toy while Elliot sits back and enjoys.

 

That’s until another donation comes in.

 

void donated a $15 tip!: you should ride it

 

.

 

Elliot really is grateful for chat sometimes.

 

“Hmph- ride it..? I guess I can ah- try..”

 

Elliot watches as Sev pulls the toy all the way out, nice and slow. A string of Sev's juices connected from the tip of the toy to his cunt.

 

He pushes off the bed to sit back up on his knees again, and then sets the toy right back in the middle of his thighs.

 

“Hopefully my legs don’t give out while doing this- hehe..”

 

And with that, Sev sinks himself down so the toy is nestled fully inside him once again. 

 

“Oh my.. ahh.. feels even bigger now- hah..”

 

He sits still for a moment, adjusting to the toy hitting deeper than it did before. And then, with a little tremble of his thighs, he brings himself up.

 

And the right back down.

 

Up.

 

And down.

 

It’s almost hypnotizing for Elliot. The way his thighs shake when he lifts himself up, and the soft little whimper he makes when he brings himself back down.

 

Elliot feels himself losing control a little bit, like he’s right on the edge of release. And if Elliot had to guess by the way Sev was whining and trembling, he was close too.

“I.. holy fuu.. I think I’m- I’m close- ah..”

 

“Oh yeah..? You gonna- fuck- cum for me like a good boy..?” Elliot knew what he was doing was- strange- and a bit parasocial. But he just felt so close to Sev, almost like he knew him.

He knew it wasn’t good to think like that though, in actuality Elliot didn’t know anything about Sev. 

 

But Telamon- he wished he did.

 

“Hah.. too- much.. I-I’m- cum-ming..!”

Sev brings himself down on the toy for the last time, before- squirting.

 

He squirts everywhere.

 

And that’s what sends Elliot over the edge.

 

He cums all over his hand, some of it dripping down making a small stain in his sweatpants. “F-uck- holy shit.. so good Sev.. did so good for me..”

 

Elliot slows down the movement of his hand, still riding the high of his orgasm. He comes to a complete stop when he hears Sev’s voice come through the computer again.

 

“Wow- uhm.. that’s never really happened before. That was a little embarrassing, hehe.. I should uhm.. probably take this out now yeah..?”

 

Sev lays back down on the bed again, and brings his hand down to slowly take the toy out of his cunt.

 

Once it’s out fully, he throws it off to the side somewhere. Then, he spreads his legs again.

“Do I ah- look.. good..?” Sev asks, as he brings down two fingers to spread his pussy.

It’s wetter than it was before, hole still twitching and leaking juices.

 

Chat goes absolutely wild. And so does Elliot.

 

Comments come flooding in and even a handful of pings could be heard from the computer signaling incoming donations.

“Oh goodness..! Really you all spoil me too much..” Sev says as he comes to sit back up on his knees.

 

“Well I’m glad you all enjoyed that, maybe the lingerie can come back for another live sometime..?”

 

Oh Elliot would love to see him all dolled up like this again.

 

He quickly types out something on his computer.

 

Pizzaman: how much did this set cost??

 

“Oh! The price? This one is kinda cheap so I think it was anywhere around.. $40 to $50? I think..? I’m not too sure, my memory has been real fuzzy lately.. hehe..”

 

‘$40 to $50 huh?’ Elliot thought, ‘I can probably manage without another 100… maybe.’

 

It’s too late to think twice about it anyways.

 

He’s already typing his information back into the computer again.

 

Pizzaman donated a $100 tip!: buy yourself another two sets for me yeah?

 

“Wha- again..?! I-I don’t even know what to say.. this is too much- really..!”

 

777: damn

I<3yuri: wait I just got here what’s going on ૮(˶ㅠ︿ㅠ)ა

Bloxy_: dud are you jus pulling this money out of ur ass or something 

void: I said BACK UP OFF MY MAN PIZZA BOY!!1!1!1!!!!1

V3X: Wow, this guy really doesn’t know when to stop.

 

Yeah. Elliot really doesn’t know when to stop.

 

“I-I.. I don’t even know how to thank you..”

 

Pizzaman: just buy another two sets you like

Pizzaman: for me

 

“Uhm- okay.. yeah, of course. Thank you so much.. really.”

 

Pizzaman: yeah np

 

“Ah.. well today's stream was rather eventful..! I guess I should wrap it up here though huh?

Thank you again to everyone who donated..!

Goodnight everybody, I’ll see you on Sunday!”

 

And with a small polite little wave, Sev ends the stream.

 

Elliot shuts his computer and sits back in his chair.

He’s so fucking doomed.

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The next day at work was slow for Elliot. His co-workers had actually showed up today, so at least it wasn’t stressful.

 

Still boring nonetheless.

 

Until a familiar face- or he should say two familiar faces- showed up at the pizza place.

 

007n7 and his son. C00lkidd.

 

Elliot should have expected it, it was Saturday afterall. Elliot actually remembers asking why he and C00lkidd showed up every Saturday, N7 had explained that it was actually their designated “pizza party slash movie night” day. It was a tradition that they started sometime toward the beginning of this year. N7 said it had been a reward for C00lkidd getting his grades back up.

 

Speaking of C00l-

 

The kid just started his first year in middle school this year, and Elliot honestly found it baffling just how much the kid had grown.

Elliot stands at about 6 foot, but C00lkidd already has a solid 5 inches over him- and he's only 12! It made sense- with C00l being part Drakobloxxer and all, but it was still a little intimidating nonetheless.

 

And to top it off- the kids dad was about 5 '6, so Elliot can only imagine how he feels.

 

The duo was actually pretty cute though, at least in Elliot's opinion. Ever since the last uhm.. incident- at the pizza place, the two had matured a lot. Both seemed to have learned their lesson, 7n7 had become a lot more attentive of C00lkidd, and he paid off all the debt he owed to Elliot and his family. And C00lkidd- he’s really starting to grow into his own person, and Elliot can say with all his heart that he’s a genuinely sweet kid once you get to know him.

 

And that’s why Elliot and 007 are actually on such good terms now.

 

It was a little surprising for everyone at first, the two of them getting so close.

 

But the more Elliot thought about it, the more it made sense in his head. It was kinda bound to happen if he was being honest.

 

When the two of them were younger, and before N7 had started wrecking havoc on the pizza place, the two were actually very close friends. Elliot could recall a time he actually used to call the ex-exploiter his best friend.

 

N7 was still hacking at the time- but it just felt like silly little magic tricks (which Elliot found rather charming), compared to what started to feel like actual hell for Elliot.

 

He’s honestly not sure what had made N7 start acting out like that. If Elliot could remember correctly, it started whenever he met that guy at the beginning of college.

 

Yeah, Noli. That was his name.

 

He wonders whatever happened to that guy..

 

Elliot gets snapped out of his thoughts as 007n7 and C00lkidd approach the counter.

 

He smiles fondly, “Oh- hey you two. I was waiting for ya’ll to show up.”

 

“Ah- Hey Elli..! We are a little later than usual today aren’t we?” Elliot gets a little flushed from the nickname, it’s something that N7 had just started calling him recently.

 

Elliot didn’t really mind it, if he was being completely honest with himself he actually really liked it.

 

It was.. Cute..

 

“Hey there Mr. Elliot!!” C00lkidd interrupted.

 

“C00l quiet down please.”

 

“Oh- yeah- sorry papa..” He hunched over a bit, lowering his volume.

 

“Annyyywayysss- me and some of my friends are actually having a sleepover tonight! So me and dad had to run some last minute errands to get some snacks and stuff y’know,” C00l says as a bright and flashy smile spreads across his face, showing off his fangs.

 

Elliot can feel his own smile grow a bit, “Oh really? That sounds pretty fun.”

 

“Yeah..” N7 starts as he reaches up to ruffle C00l’s fur, “he just got an 100 on a math test this Friday, so I told him he could bring over some friends this weekend.”

“Oh yeah? I was never really that good at math in school- so props to you kid.” Elliot says, looking back up to C00lkidd.

 

“Hehe! Thanks Mr. Elliot!”

 

“No problem kid. Anyways, ya’ll ready to order?”

 

“O-oh..!” N7 frantically looks behind him to find a small line of two people waiting behind him, “Oh no I’m so sorry..! I didn’t mean to hold you up..”

 

“It’s fine Seven. Don’t worry about it, trust me.” N7 always seems to relax a bit whenever Elliot calls him “Seven”. Elliot always found it cute.

 

“Ah.. well if you insist.. Ahem- anyways, we’ll take a large pepperoni pizza.”

 

“That’s gonna be it for today?

 

“Yep!” C00lkidd jumps back in.

 

“Alright. That’ll beee…. $11.99!”

 

N7 fumbles with his wallet a bit before pulling out his card to pay. Before he and C00l get the chance to walk off and take a seat, Elliot calls back out to him again.

 

“W-wait- Seven.”

N7 jumps a bit, probably startled from his name getting called out all of a sudden, and turns around.

“Hm..?” He cocks his head a bit.

 

Elliot's already regretting this decision.

 

“I- uhm.” He can already feel his face heating up. Shit.

 

“I- err- I go on break in about ten minutes, and I think the pizza should be done by then. You think you can stick around for a while? I wanted to talk to you- if you don’t mind of course..” Elliot couldn’t help but cringe at the nervousness in his voice.

 

“Oh! Uhm- yeah sure..! I don’t mind staying for a while, C00lkidd only needs to be back home by around 6, so I’m pretty sure I have time.” N7 flashes a small smile towards Elliot, some of his sharp teeth showing under his lips.

 

Elliot smiles back, “Cool! Cool.. uhm- thanks Seven, I’ll be back out in a bit”.

Before N7 even gets the chance to respond again, Elliot is already speed walking his way back into the kitchen.

 

Once he's in the kitchen again, he lets out a long drawn out sigh that he hadn’t even realized he’d been holding.

“You good over there dude?” Elliot jumps a bit, startled by the voice, before looking up to see his co-worker, Lulu.

 

Lulu has been working at the pizza place with Elliot since.. forever, basically.

He still remembers the first time they met, she came in looking for a job, Elliot’s dad had ended up interviewing her and.. Yeah. The rest was history pretty much.

 

“Oh- shit, forgot you were back here still. You scared me..”

Lulu gave him a bit of a strange look, “Where else am I gonna be besides making pizzas?”

 

Elliot blinked, “Out on deliveries?..”

She gave him another quizzical look before sighing, “Whatever.. You didn’t answer my question though. You alright? You look redder than a tomato right now-”

 

“W-what?! Do I really?” Elliot quickly runs up to one of the many ovens lining the wall to look at his reflection in the glass. 

 

Lulu was right, he looks absolutely ridiculous right now.

 

“Damnit, you're right.. Ughhhhh I probably looked so stupid in front of him..”

“Huh? Who are you even talking about?” Lulu gives yet another strange look over her shoulder.

 

Elliot just glares at her.

 

“.....OHHH!! You’re talking about 007n-” Elliot quickly cuts her off by slapping a hand over her mouth.

 

“Can you NOT talk so loud!?” Elliot whisper-shouts as he slowly retracts his hand away from Lulu’s mouth.

 

Lulu just smirks at him and gives him this stupid knowing look. “What? You scared he’s gonna hear us or something?”

 

Elliot thinks he can feel his face grow even more red. Somehow. “Well obviously!”

 

“Y’know, I think it would be good if he actually heard you talking about him for a change. Maybe then it would get at least one of you to hurry up and make the first move.” She giggles a bit looking at the irritated expression Elliot has on his face.

 

“But seriously Ell, why don’t you just try asking him out? You seem to really like him, and if I had to guess it seems like he likes you too!” 

 

Elliot leans up against a counter before sighing, “I don’t know.. I was planning on asking him if he wanted to hang out after I got out of work but- I just don’t want to end up being too forward and accidentally scare him off..”

 

Lulu just shakes her head at him, “Elliot please. I’ve seen the way he looks at you. Just give it a shot! And if he says no, then at least you know you tried, y’know? I think that's better than never really knowing.”

 

Lulu smiles at him, and Elliot can’t help but smile back.

 

“I guess you're right. I’ll ask him during my break then, I’ll let you know what he says, alright?” 

 

“Works for me!”, she says, a wide smile stretched across her face, “You’ll take care of orders while I work the register?”

 

“Yup.”

 

“Cool, I’ll talk to you later Ells,” And with that, they finally went their separate ways. 

 

As Elliot turned around to face the kitchen counter again, he couldn’t help but feel a little better about the whole situation.

 

‘Maybe things won’t go so bad after all..’

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Elliot stepped out of the kitchen, pizza in hand, to head over to the table 007n7 and C00lkidd were seated at. 

 

He locked eyes with Seven from across the room, and he smiled, waving his hand signaling for Elliot to come over.

 

 Elliot thinks he felt his heart skip a beat. Or maybe even a mini heart attack.

 

He walks over to their table, waving back as he greets the two again.

“Hey again. The pizza’s finally ready, sorry it took a bit longer than expected- heh..” He says as he leans down to gently lay it down on the table.

 

Seven gives him a reassuring smile, “Oh please, it’s no problem at all Elliot..! You can go ahead and take a seat- unless you were wanting to talk somewhere more private..?”

 

Elliot quickly shakes his head before taking a seat across from Seven and C00lkidd, “No, no! Here is completely fine, I wasn’t trying to talk about anything too serious anyways.”

 

“Ah.. I see,” Seven fidgets with his hands a bit as he places them on top of the table. “What were you wanting to-” N7 gets cut off by a small tug on his sleeve. 

 

“Dad? Can I..?” C00lkidd says as he points to the box of pizza sitting on the table.

 

“Wha- Oh! Yes of course, go ahead. You didn’t need to ask kiddo..!” N7 says as he pats some of the fur on top of C00ls head. 

 

“Well I just wanted to make sure! I didn’t wanna interrupt you and Mr. Elliot or anything..” C00lkidd says, fidgeting with the tab to open the pizza box.

 

“No it’s fine Kidd, you can go ahead and eat, you don’t have to worry about us.”

 

“Well if you say so papa!” C00lkidd almost immediately starts digging into the pizza.

Elliot couldn’t help but laugh a bit at the scene in front of him.

 

“Ahem- Sorry Elli, anyways, what were you wanting to talk about..?” N7 cocks his head a bit, giving a small questioning smile.

 

‘Well here goes nothing.’ 

 

“I uh- well-” ‘I swear to Telamon if you don’t get yourself together in the next five seconds’ “I was wondering if you maybe wanted to um- hang out? Tonight..?” Elliot managed to stammer out. He can already feel his face heating up again. Ugh.

 

Elliot could see the way Seven's eyes widened out of shock from behind his glasses, and even C00lkidd paused mid-bite just to look up and glare at Elliot.

 

He stammers a bit before quickly trying to explain himself. “I-I know you said C00lkidd had friends coming over, and I know you probably have to be looking after them the whole time, but.. I figured kids their age are usually able to entertain themselves? Sorry if I sound stupid but I just uhm- thought you could use some company..? Maybe…?” He takes off his red visor to run a quick hand through his hair, “If not that’s fine I completely under-!” Elliot gets cut off by a soft airy giggle escaping Sevens mouth. 

 

Elliot has rarely ever heard Seven laugh, the last time he did was when Seven was still young and reckless, still wreaking havoc upon the pizza place.

 

But now it sounded different, more real, something that had been mellowed out by time.

 

Elliot found it strangely familiar somehow.

 

“Oh goodness! Sorry- I really didn’t mean to laugh, that's just not what I was expecting..! But you’re definitely welcome to stop by, I wouldn’t mind having some company of my own..” Seven spares a glance towards C00lkidd, “You think you’d be okay with Elliot coming over kiddo?”

 

C00lkidd looks at Elliot, then back to his father, then back to Elliot, still taking bites out of a slice of pizza. “I mean- yeah sure. I don’t mind..” C00lkidd gives Elliot this- look, like he knows something Elliot doesn’t. It was kinda freaking him out if he was being honest.

 

“Great..! Elliot, you still have my number saved right?” Seven asks.

 

“Oh- Yeah! Uhm- did you just wanna text me your address?” Elliot asks, still a little surprised Seven actually said yes.

 

“Yes that's fine, I’ll let you know when it’s an okay time to head over, sound good..?”

 

Elliot couldn’t help but feel a little giddy, “Yeah, for sure!”

 

“Alrighty then..!” Seven spares a quick glance towards his watch to check the time, “Ah- I guess it is about time we start heading home though huh?” N7 starts as he stands up from the booth, C00lkidd following behind. “We’ll see you later then Elliot?”

 

“Yup, see you later you two.” Elliot gives a small wave, sending them off. C00lkidd waves back, but he's still giving Elliot that look- like he knows Elliot's true intentions of this little “hangout session”.

 

Elliot doesn’t let himself linger on it for too long.

 

But as Elliot sits there in the booth, both N7 and C00lkidd gone, he can’t help but think.

 

‘Maybe this can actually go somewhere..’ Elliot thinks to himself, ‘maybe Lulu was right, maybe I actually do have a chance with him..’

 

Elliot just lets out a small hum of content.

 

‘Maybe.’

Chapter 2

Summary:

quick summary

elliot and n7 hang out and elliot kinda locks in but not rlly

elliot then goes through the five stages of grief bc he realizes hes lwky a freak

but guess what!!!! elliot manages to actually use his brain and find out who sev actually is

good for him!! everyone tell elliot good job for using his brain!!!

Notes:

SORRY THIS CHAPTER TOOK SO LONG GAH
i wanted this to be out by like last weekend but i just had too much going on you know

anyways happy late thanksgiving!! whats yalls favorite thanksgiving food
i rlly like....... pumpkin pie

and tysm for being so supportive on the last chapter that rlly encouraged me to continue this fic
yall are so cool and awesome woah ❤️

‘I think this is the right house.. hopefully’ Elliot thinks, checking the address on his phone one more time as he rolls up to what's supposed to be 007n7’s house. 

 

Elliot just sighs and parks his moped, grabbing the pizza he had brought along with him just in case the kids happened to want a snack.

 

He makes his way up towards the front door, stopping himself before knocking to make sure he looks okay.

 

Before he left work he had changed into some spare clothes he kept in a locker in the back of the pizza place. It wasn’t anything too crazy, just a simple flannel button up he had left unbuttoned, a plain white shirt underneath, and a pair of black sweatpants.

 

He runs a hand through his hair one more time, taking in a deep breath, before finally raising a fist to knock on the door.

 

‘It’s going to be fine Elliot. He let you come over.’

 

‘It’s going to be fine..’

 

Elliot knocks, and it’s silent for about five seconds until he hears some shuffling from behind the door.

 

The door opens.

 

“O-oh! Elliot, hello! I wasn’t expecting you to get here so quickly.. Uhm- please, come in..!” N7 greets him at the door.

 

He wasn’t in his usual blue sweater vest and khaki pants anymore, instead he now wore a pair of black shorts that reached to about his knees, and just a plain grey sleep shirt.

 

But it was kinda weird. Elliot couldn’t help but let the shirt catch his attention. It seemed strangely familiar to him, but he couldn’t really pinpoint why.

 

He assumes it kind of made sense, he’s probably seen a shirt like this about a couple dozen times now. 

 

Elliot just didn’t understand why it had decided to stick out to him now.

 

Whatever, maybe it’ll come to him later..

 

“Ah- hey Seven,” Elliot starts as he walks in, “I ended up bringing another pizza with me, so I tried to get here as quick as I could so it wouldn’t get cold..”

 

“Oh Elliot, you shouldn’t have..!” Seven says, flashing him a small, grateful smile as he closes the door behind Elliot.

 

“It’s no problem. I figured the kids would want some. Or I knew C00lkidd would at least..”

 

Seven just chuckles, “Yeah you're right- you’d probably be able to get C00l to do anything if you offered him a slice of pizza..”

 

Elliot laughs at that, he knew Seven wasn’t wrong. When C00l was a bit younger he had managed to eat a whole pizza completely by himself. Multiple times. Elliot could only imagine the stomach aches the kid had afterwards, but it’s still kind of impressive if he had to be honest.

 

“Hehe.. yeah… uhm- did you want me to set this anywhere specific?” Elliot says, gesturing towards the pizza box he still carried in his hands.

 

“Oh! Yes, uhm…. Can you set it over there on the dining table?” Seven says, pointing off to the side at a small circular dining table with what looked like four chairs lined around the sides. “And if you want you can go take a seat in the living room, I'm gonna go grab C00lkidd and his friends super fast- I’ll be right back..!”

 

So Elliot watches as he walks off before he finally makes his way over to where Seven said the dining table was.

 

He sets the box down, and then finally lets himself take in his surroundings.

 

N7 really didn’t have a bad place, it wasn’t too big or small, maybe just a little smaller than his own house if he had to guess. It was really homey though, very “lived in”, if that makes sense.

 

As Elliot walks back over to the living room, he takes notice of the photographs that were framed everywhere. There was a lot, mostly of N7 and C00lkidd or just C00lkidd by himself.

 

There was a couple of N7 and his cousin 007e7, whom Elliot might have met once or twice a while back.

 

He was a sweet guy, at least from what Elliot could recall. He and N7 seemed to be like- super close. 

 

There were some other ones, which Elliot had just taken a quick glance at. From what he saw, there was a picture with this robot looking dude who was wearing a pair of sunglasses, a picture of this girl that looked like she had ice cream for hair, and another guy with what looked like a witches hat and a nerdy pair of glasses, kinda similar to the pair that Seven had. And of course there were more of what seemed to be C00lkidd’s year book photos from throughout the years.

 

Huh. Seven really did have a rather colorful cast of family and friends. Not like Elliot thought it was a bad thing though, he was glad that Seven had people he could trust and feel comfortable around.

 

Elliot wonders if Seven considers him to be one of those people.

 

He hopes he does.

 

Elliot's thoughts then get interrupted by the sound of footsteps and muffled voices coming from back down the hallway.

 

Finally, C00lkidd, followed by what Elliot assumes are his friends, comes from out of the hallway.

 

“Oh. Hey Mr. Elliot. Dad said you brought pizza…?” C00lkidd says, still giving him the same suspicious look he was giving Elliot at the pizza place.

 

“Uhm- yeah I brought some, I set it over there on the dining table.” Elliot replies, pointing over to where he set the pizza box down.

 

C00l’s face immediately lights up, “Oh sweet!! Thanks Mr. Elliot!”

 

C00lkidd’s already spinning on his heel, ready to go dig into the pizza, before hearing a sharp “Ahem,” come from behind him.

 

He turns back around, “Oh. Right.. Uh- Mr. Elliot, these are my friends! That's Pr3ttypriincess,” C00l says, gesturing over to a girl with light pink fur, a bow placed atop her head.

“Annddd that's Bluudud!” C00l starts again, pointing over to a boy with sky blue coloured fur, hands shoved inside a loose hoodie.

 

The girl, who he had learned was named Pr3ttypriincess, strides over to Elliot, offering one of her hands to shake.

 

Elliot takes it, only to get the wind knocked out of him by just how fast she had shaken his hand.

 

“So you must be the Mr. Elliot I’ve heard so much about!” She says, still frantically shaking his hand. “I’m Pr3ttypriincess, but friends of mine like to call me Pr3tty for short.” She puts some flare on the nickname, doing a funny little gesture with her free hand.

 

“It sure is a pleasure to finally be able to meet you, I’ve already heard so many good things about you!” She says, a wide grin that shows off her fangs spreads across her face as she finally drops Elliot's hand.

 

He takes a moment to recollect himself (he did just have a lot thrown at him after all) and pauses as he processes what he’d just been told, “Wait- you’ve heard about me already?” He cocks his head a bit and nervously smiles, confused on what she was talking about.

 

Before Pr3tty has the chance to respond again, C00lkidd’s other friend, Bluudud, chimes in. 

 

“Oh please. I think we’ve heard enough about you already.” He starts, tone slightly annoyed. “Anytime we come over here C00l’s dad just never wants to shut up about you- something ‘bout how ‘sweet he is to me and C00lkidd blah blah blah’,” he says, mockingly fluttering his eyelashes as he tries to do his best impression of what N7 sounds like.

 

“It’s like- once you get him to start he never wants to stop. I think he wants to like.. Make out with you or somethin’..”

 

“Ewwww!!” C00lkidd jumps back in, “Bluu you can’t just say stuff like that- that’s gross! And nobody said you could make fun of my dad either!!” C00l says, sticking out his tongue and crossing his arms in protest of- whatever was going on.

 

Elliot just stands there in the middle of it, looking like an idiot because his brain is still stuck on the fact that Seven talks about him. Talks about him to other people. 

 

Speaking of Seven-

 

“Oh my goodness-” N7 emerges from out of the hallway, slightly out of breath, “I’m so sorry..! I really didn’t mean to be gone that long- I ordered something online recently and I think it got lost during delivery..? I don’t know- I just got this really vague call and had some stuff I needed to take care of.. ”

 

Elliot forces himself to snap out of his thoughts at the sound of N7’s voice, ”It’s fine Seven- I was just talking to these three anyways!” His voice comes out a little shaky, but he’s just hoping that his face isn’t as red as it feels.

 

“Ah- I see you’ve met the other two kiddos then..!” Seven smiles, looking over to the kids who had started making their way over to the dining table to finally grab a slice of pizza.

 

Elliot guesses the three of them decided it was best if they stopped arguing over if Seven wanted to make out with Elliot or not.

 

“Yeah,” Elliot starts, “On their own I wouldn’t have guessed that they would be friends, but seeing them interact with each other it makes more sense.” He lets out a chuckle at his own comment.

 

“It is a little strange isn’t it? They’re all so different but they get along so well. Honestly, I’m just happy that C00lkidd managed to find a group of people that he feels comfortable around..”

 

Sevens expression softens as he looks back over to his son, watching him laugh with his friends.

 

He turns to face Elliot again, “Why don’t you go ahead and have a seat Elli, I’ll go get some drinks from the kitchen and uhm- I guess we can just chat for a bit, yeah..? You okay with Witches Brew?”

 

Elliot thinks he might have felt his brain melt a little from the nickname.

 

“Oh uh- yeah that’s fine. Thanks Seven.”

 

“No problem..! I’ll be right back..”

 

As Elliot takes a seat on the far end of the couch (which was surprisingly very comfortable), he watches Seven walk over to the kitchen, passing C00l and his friends and waving them off as they presumably head back to C00lkidds room.

 

When Seven comes back, he’s got two Witches Brews in hand, one of which he hands over to Elliot and the other he cracks open as he sits down on the opposite end of the couch.

 

“So.. If you don’t mind me asking, how come you wanted to hang out tonight anyways? And I don’t mean that to be rude at all, I really enjoy your company! I was just.. Curious..”

 

Elliot tenses at the question, but it made sense for Seven to ask. They hadn’t hung out one on one like this in awhile, and Elliot had asked him a little out of the blue.

 

Elliot takes in a deep breath before replying, “I don’t know honestly. I mean- we’ve been getting really close again recently, and I just thought.. Why not? Y’know?”

 

Seven hums in agreement, “I guess you're right, huh? To be honest I can’t even remember the last time I had actually spent time with someone like this..” he pauses, thinking, “I guess it had to have been back in college with an old buddy of mine..”

 

Elliot leans back on the arm rest of the couch, readjusting and finally cracking open the tab to his drink, “Noli, right? He used to hack the pizza place with you a bunch however long ago..”

 

Seven pauses, looking a little taken aback, “Oh. Yeah, that is who I’m talking about.. I'm surprised you actually even remember his name.” 

 

Elliot just shrugs and takes a sip from his can, “It’d be kinda hard to forget. Considering, y’know- everything..”

 

He saw the way Seven tensed up, eyes darting away from Elliot's own.

Elliot had always hated bringing up Seven's past, it would always lead to Seven overthinking everything again and then send him into another ridiculously long spiral of apologies.

 

“Elliot, you know I’m so-”

 

Yup. There it is.

 

Elliot cuts him off before he even has the chance to finish.

 

“Nope. Not doing this again Seven. I already told you I forgave you a looong time ago. There’s no need to apologize again for the one trillionth time- trust me.”

 

But really- Elliot had forgiven Seven such a long time ago already.

 

Don’t get him wrong, what Seven had done was bad- horrible even. And there was no real excuse for his old behavior.

 

But Elliot really couldn’t bring himself to hate the guy. 

 

When the fires had first happened, Elliot had said he’d hated 007n7. But looking back at the memory- he never really did.

 

He never had. Ever.

 

Elliot couldn’t bring himself to hate anyone- or even anything. 

 

So Elliot just couldn’t help but forgive him- especially when he had seen him change. Change for a child, his son, so Seven could raise C00lkidd in the best possible environment he could provide.

 

Of course, things didn’t go exactly to plan.

 

C00lkidd had still managed to get his hands on Seven's old C00lgui, destroying the pizza place one final time.

 

But even after that Seven had changed even more. For the better- of course.

 

Since then he’s been way more attentive of C00lkidd, and has taken the proper measures to make sure an accident like that would never happen again.

 

Maybe that’s why Elliot had fallen so in love with Seven. Or maybe it’s just always been that way..

 

“Telamon.. you're right.. I’m sor-“, Seven cuts himself off again and just tiredly laughs, “Goodness, it really has been a long day hasn’t it..?”

 

Elliot just smiles and scoots closer to Seven's side of the couch, nudging his arm with an elbow.

 

“How about we talk about something else then? To y’know- get your mind off it.”

 

Elliot watches as a small smile plays across Seven’s face, “Oh yeah..? Like what?”

 

“Well- I don’t know,” Elliot takes a quick glance around the house again, "How about the new place, huh? Last time I checked I could’ve sworn you were still living in an apartment..”

 

Seven’s eyes widened a bit, giving Elliot a curious look, “Oh- did I really never tell you that we moved..?”

 

“Nope.”

 

“Ah- well it was just this past summer actually. I was planning on waiting a little longer, but C00lkidd had finally started middle school and.. Yeah. I just figured it’d be for the best. Besides, that apartment was so small. But I guess it’s bound to feel cramped when you have a kid that's part Drakobloxxer living with you..”

 

They both share a laugh at the comment.

 

A moment passes before Elliot decides to speak up again, “Hey so, I don’t know if this is rude to ask or not but, how’d you afford the place anyways?” He was a little scared to ask, but he was also extremely curious. 

 

Seven hadn’t mentioned anything about any type of work in forever. But Elliot knew had to be working somewhere if he was able to afford moving into a new house.

 

Seven just stares at Elliot blankly until he finally snaps out of whatever daze he was in, “O-oh- well, uhm-” Seven's face flushes as he stammers out, “Well it’s a little hard to find a job that sticks considering my past and all, so I just uhm- pick up anything I can get really, and I just saved whatever money I had left..” Seven says it like he’s embarrassed to admit it, but Elliot doesn’t really understand why.

 

‘Well I guess it would be normal for anyone to feel embarrassed about admitting that..’ Elliot thinks to himself.

 

But even then, it made more sense in Seven’s situation, considering he was an ex-hacker and all that.

 

Elliot tries to not let himself think about it too much, but it still lingers in the back of his mind for most of the night.

₊˚⊹☆

The rest of the night goes by in a flash, time passing by as the two reminisce on old memories, throwing themselves into fits of laughter and bonding over better times.

 

After only an hour, the two of them were practically cuddled up next to each other, embraced in each other's warmth and company. Still giggling over some stupid joke like a couple of dumb teenagers.

 

But then even more time passes, and that hour turns into two.

 

And then two hours turns into three.

 

Then four.

 

Then five.

 

So when their chatting finally comes to a slow stop, the muffled giggles coming from down the hallway become minimal, and Elliot feels like he might just pass out on Seven's couch, he finally takes a quick glance at his phone to check the time.

 

Only to find out that it was already about to be midnight.

 

Elliot had literally spent five hours at Seven's house just talking to him.

 

Elliot immediately snaps out whatever sleep-filled haze he was in (or at least tries to), and stands up off the couch. “Shit Seven, I’m sorry.. I never realized what time it was..” He says, stretching out his arms. “I gotta get going though, I’ve still got work early in the morning.”

 

Seven stands up with Elliot and gives him a sleepy little smile, “Oh Elli, it’s fine I understand. I'm just sorry I managed to keep you here so long..!”

 

“It’s alright, I had fun hanging out with you anyways.” He gathers all of his belongings as they make their way back to the front door.

 

“Maybe we could.. Do this again sometime?” Seven says as he unlocks the door.

 

Elliot tries his best to keep his tone steady, “Y-yeah, I’d love to,” He’s already stepping out the door, “Just let me know when you’re free, yeah?”

 

When Elliot steps foot out onto the front porch, he turns around to face Seven one last time. “I guess I’ll see you later then?”

 

Seven's expression drifts into something softer, maybe even something a little upset, “I guess I will.. Make sure you get home safe Elli, I’ll see you soon..”

 

So with a wave and another small smile, Elliot's alone again.

 

Alone and standing on a dimly lit porch with a light bulb that probably needed to be changed out, the sky box long since faded from a pastel colored sunset into a dark inky blue.

 

He sighs as he turns around to walk back over to where he’d parked his moped.

 

‘I miss him already..’

 

It sounded dumb even when he said it in his head, but he knew it was true.

 

Whatever.

 

It’s late already, he needs to get home..

₊˚⊹☆

“Elliot, are you sure you don’t just wanna go home early? You’re starting to look at the dough like it’s a pillow or something-“ Lulu says, patting his back and just trying her best to help him stay awake.

 

Elliot slow-blinks at her, “No.. it‘s fine, I don’t-“ He interrupts himself with a yawn, “Ugh.. don’t want anyone to get upset with me..”

 

“Elliot, I seriously doubt anyone’s gonna get mad at you for clocking out early. You’re literally working every day, all day.” Lulu says, rolling her eyes. “I know you’re supposed to be like- the star employee and stuff, but I honestly don’t think missing a few hours of work is gonna hurt anybody.”

 

Elliot just stares at the counter, glaring at the untouched pizza dough like it might give him the solution to all his problems.

 

He takes a moment to think about what Lulu had just told him, and if Elliot was being honest- she really wasn’t wrong.

 

Clocking out early and getting some much needed rest didn’t sound too bad..

 

He was almost considering it- until he thought about what his dad would say.

 

‘Oh Elliot it’s your fault you didn’t get enough sleep. You need to be more responsible. You can’t be complaining over something you got yourself into. Blah blah blah….’

 

Yeah. He probably would say something like that.

 

“…It’s fine Lu, I only have a few hours left anyways. I’ll be alright..”

 

She looks at him a little concerned, before just sighing and turning away.

 

“If you say so Ells, I’ll be working the register if you need me..”

 

Once she leaves the kitchen, Elliot lets out a long drawn out sigh, basically flopping down on the counter.

 

‘Ugh.. maybe I should have just gone home..’

 

He lets out a huff of air before picking himself up off the counter, finally trying to get a start on the pizza he’s left untouched for about five minutes now.

 

Whatever. He should be fine.

 

Besides, he needs the extra money anyways after blowing most of his last check on..

 

Oh yeah.

 

Sev.

 

Elliot hadn’t even realized what day it was- Sunday.

 

‘He should be live today..’

 

He lightens up a bit at that thought, face getting a little heated.

 

He was probably gonna be dead tired by the time he got home, but that doesn’t mean he can’t make at least a little time just to see some of the live.

 

But for now, Elliot shoves those thoughts to the back of his mind. 

 

He’s still at work after all, and the last thing he needs right now is to be popping a fucking boner. Elliot doesn’t think Lulu would ever let him hear the end of it if he did.

 

He takes out his phone to check the time and see how much longer he needs to be here.

 

It’s 7:12. 

 

So just a little less than three hours, which is something he can work with.

 

‘Just three more hours.. just three..’

 

From then on, Elliot does his best to pick up on the work he was slacking off on earlier, and things were actually starting to go pretty good.

 

He had shaken off most of his sleep (even though he was already more than halfway through the day), and he seemed to have been back to his usual, upbeat and bright behavior.

 

After switching between the kitchen and the register a couple times, a few burnt pizzas (which Elliot was extremely disappointed in himself about), and a good handful of happy customers, it was finally time to close up the store.

 

Elliot lets out a content sigh as he walks through the parking lot, happy that he finally gets to go home. Maybe even a little excited since he has something to look forward to once he gets home. Again.

 

As Elliot starts up his moped, already backing out of the parking space to leave, he lets himself think for a moment.

 

‘Is it weird? Weird for me to look forward to seeing him that much..?’

 

Elliot tries to tell himself no- that it wasn’t that serious. It wasn’t like he was obsessed or anything, as a matter of fact it seemed far from that.

 

Elliot had only gotten so attached because it distracted him from the stress of work. Yeah. That’s all it was.

 

If he hadn’t been as stressed, he wouldn’t have even gone on that Telamon forsaken website anyways.

 

And it wasn’t like he didn’t have a love life either! Elliot has had plenty of partners in the past, at least enough for him to have some romantic experience.

 

And as of now, he thinks him and Seven are kinda going somewhere. 

 

Or at least he hopes they are..

 

Elliot thinks he might actually cry if Seven isn’t at least a little interested in him. They’ve gotten so close over the past couple years, and Elliot really has been trying his hardest to make… some kind of advances towards Seven (“advances” as in making some of the corniest flirts that Robloxia has ever seen).

 

But if Elliot was really thinking about it, Seven was terrible at picking up on any kind of flirting- which is kinda funny considering how much he used to teasingly flirt with Elliot back when he was hacking the pizza place.

 

Elliot flushes at the memory and shakes himself out of his thoughts as he realizes he’s nearing his house. 

 

He pulls into his driveway, parking his moped for the final time that night, and heads to his front door.

 

Unlocking the door, he’s met with the same familiar scene that he's come home to almost every night.

 

So he does his usual routine, hangs up his coat on the nearby rack, places his keys on the kitchen counter and heads to his bedroom.

 

Elliot pauses for a moment as he enters his bedroom, staring at the computer on his desk like it might attack him if he even comes anywhere near it.

 

He just sighs and heads to his closet, settling on the decision that it was better to change and get comfortable first. He pulls out an older, more worn out shirt- it was some merch from an older game he used to love when he was younger, Natural Disasters Survival.

 

It’s been awhile since he played actually, maybe he should join a server soon..

 

He snatches a random pair of shorts from a shelf off to the side before taking off his work uniform and throwing it into his laundry basket, barely even making it in.

 

Once fully dressed, Elliot makes his way back over to his desk, sitting down to just stare at his computer some more.

 

‘…This isn’t weird… It’s not. Right..?’

 

‘No.. this might be a little weird..’

 

Elliot internally fights himself for longer than he would like to admit, confused on if liking Sev the way he does is a good thing or not.

 

Because the thing is, Elliot.. really likes Sev.

 

And it was kinda freaking him out.

 

Because he knows he shouldn’t, and it was only really hitting him now.

 

Elliot doesn’t know anything about Sev-

 

 But Telamon, it definitely felt like he did.

 

Sev felt so familiar, and Elliot couldn’t even tell you why.

 

It’s something in his voice, something in the way he fidgets with his hands, just something about the way he carries himself.

 

It almost reminds Elliot of..

 

…

 

Okay no. 007n7 and Sev were two very different people who play two very different roles in Elliot’s life.

 

It’s silly to even think that they might be the same person. Ridiculous even!

 

7n7 and Sev are two completely different people.

 

Yeah..

 

Seven and Sev are not the same person. Case closed.

 

Elliot lets out a sigh he didn’t even realize he was holding in, still glaring at the computer like it’s going to be the death of him.

 

…

 

‘Fuck it.’

 

Elliot yanks the charger out of the computer, opening it as he pulls it closer.

 

He types in his passcode (which, fun fact, is his sister's birthday), opens an incognito browser and opens a tab.

 

He scrolls for a moment, and pauses.

 

There he is.

 

The little internal battle Elliot just had with himself is no more than a paper he had crumpled up, torn into tiny little pieces and thrown to the back of his mind.

 

It was no longer something significant, not when Sev looked like this.

 

Splayed out with his legs wide open, a small pink vibrator shoved deep inside his cunt, a hand brought down to rub at his clit, and showing himself off in a completely new set of lingerie.

 

‘…Did he buy that with my money?’ Elliot couldn’t help but think.

 

It seemed like he had gotten here a little late (which Elliot was rather upset at himself about), but thankfully, Sev seemed to be greeting and catching up incoming viewers on what's happening. Even in his rather… compromising position..

 

“Hey everyone..! If you just got here- ah- w-welcome in.. I felt like doing something a little special for you all so.. I’m allowing chat to control the vibrator through tips, but- mph- just for today..!” Sev’s voice trembles as he tries to get the words out, thighs shaking as a low mechanical whir comes from the toy lodged inside him.

 

Elliot, still too focused on the fact that Sev has on a completely new set of lingerie, doesn’t even notice what Sev had just said. Instead, he types out a question in chat.

 

Pizzaman: so you actually bought a new set huh?

 

Sev cuts himself off from whatever he was just talking about and brings his hand movements to a stop. “...Oh! Pizza man! I was wondering if you were here or not..” 

 

The comment immediately makes Elliot's face flush a dark red, because what do you mean Sev was wondering if Elliot was in the live or not?

 

“And yes! I got another two sets of lingerie.. Just like you asked-” Sev abruptly lets out a loud, high pitched yelp as the intensity of the vibrator picks up.

 

“Ah!...T-Telamon, you guys are so.. e-evil sometimes..” There was a small hint of annoyance in his tone, but no real bite behind it.

 

void: sorry sevy i just luv u too much 🤤

Femboy_Enthusiast: honestly I would never trust a chat like this over control of a literal fucking vibrator but ok

I<3yuri: Ya sev ur just too cute (⸝⸝> ω <⸝⸝)

777: yeah but you like it when were eivl dont you

Chezburger: @777 Evil*

777: evil* sorry i cant spell 

777: @Chezburger FUCK OFF

 

Elliot chuckles at chat, before returning his attention back to Sev as he tries to speak up again.

 

“Anyways, I- uhm- bought these two sets online. They were supposed to- ah- come in yesterday but got lost in the mail I-I think?” He says, trying to keep his voice as steady as he can even with the toy vibrating inside him. “I thought it wouldn't be able to get here in time for- mph- today's live, b-but luckily it got here early this morning. Perfect timing I suppose..!”

 

‘Huh. Seven said he was having trouble with some online delivery too I think…

 

…

 

No no no! I’m not doing this again!’

 

Elliot forces himself out of his thoughts, because he already came to the conclusion that 007n7 and Sev were not the same person.. Obviously!

 

Despite the.. Strangely familiar names and.. Familiar deep and velvety voices and.. Package they both ended up losing at the same time..

 

It’s obviously just a coincidence! It has to be..

 

It’s better if Elliot just stopped thinking about it anyways- it's weird for him to compare Seven, someone he’s known for years and actually has a developed relationship with, and Sev, a complete stranger who Elliot doesn’t even know the first thing about.

 

Elliot decides to just let it go and actually enjoy the show that Sev’s put on. 

 

777: alright pretty boy enogh of the chit chat its time for you to bend over 😼

Chezburger: @777 Enough*

777: LRAVE ME ALONE IM TYPNG WITH ONE HAND @Chezburger

 

Ignoring chat, Elliot takes a moment to take in the set of lingerie that Sev had picked out for himself.

 

It was similar to the other one he wore a couple nights ago, except this one was a dark blue color that also came with lace thigh highs and gloves that were coloured a more pastel blue.

 

It was.. pretty, and it hugged Sev’s body in all the right places.

 

Elliot finally lets himself relax, leaning back in his chair as he brings a hand down to rub himself through his shorts. 

 

He watches as Sev does something similar, his own fingers spreading around the slick in his cunt and then bringing them back up to play with his clit, the vibrator somewhere in between a high and low intensity if Elliot had to guess.

 

Elliot could probably watch the slow circular motion of Sev’s fingers forever… if something else hadn’t happened to catch his attention.

 

Typically, Sev has the camera angled a certain way to where you can only see his chest and everything below, which is still all Elliot can see. 

 

But the camera seemed to be pointed more diagonally instead of straight ahead and pointed towards the bed. 

 

So off to the right side of the bed there was a night stand, with nothing on it except for a lamp which was the room's main source of light, some framed picture that Elliot couldn’t really make out, and..

 

A pair of glasses with thick, bright pink coloured rims. Extremely rectangular, and extremely nerdy.

 

Just like-

 

…

 

“Wait what.”

 

Elliot has to do a double take, bringing the computer a little too close to his face that it starts hurting his eyes.

 

“No.. No, those are definitely Sevens glasses..” Elliot mumbles to himself.

 

…

 

“Oh.”

 

“Oh FUCK.”

 

Elliot shoots out of his chair and slams his computer shut, immediately regretting the decision and wishing that he didn't break it in the process.

 

He just stands there, staring at the computer like it personally attacked him, and honestly..? It might as well have.

 

He stumbles over to his bed, which was thankfully near by, and sits down on the edge of it.

 

He sits there, staring at his hands and watching them tremble.

 

“Of course 007n7 and Sev are the same person.. Why wouldn’t they be.”

 

Elliot buries his face in his palms, only now realizing how warm he had gotten.

 

“It’s so obvious..” Elliot mumbles through his hands.

 

He’s still shaking, taking in deep breaths as an attempt to calm himself.

 

“I don’t even know if this is a good thing or not.. Probably not.”

 

He flops down onto his bed with shorts that are fitting tighter than he would like, staring at the ceiling like it’s gonna give him the answers to… Something.

 

‘Seven and Sev are the same person.’ It’s something his brain continues to repeat on loop, like it’s something he’s known all along, like he’s known ever since he opened that stupid fucking website.

 

‘Of course they’re the same person.’

Notes:

helloooo welcome to the end i hope yall liked this chapter, the ending was kinda rushed again my bad
ofc lemme know if you see any mistakes PLEASE or just anything that can be improved upon in general

omg and lemme put yall onto some music real quick
so i was listening mainly 2 albums while writing this chapter and omggggg theyre so good
the first one is called is called "Gaburger" by gezebelle gaburgably (I luv gez sooo much go check her out)
and "POM-POM GUILLOTINE" by lizzy's personal army

theyre so good go listen to them NOW 🤤 (if you want ofc)

ok thx for reading buh bye

Notes:

i feel like you can tell when i stopped gooning and tried to lock in

anyways welcome to the end!!!! i hope you liked it so far, im planning on updating this again sometime soon

sorry if the ending seems a little rushed, i just wanted to be able to post this already

but yeah im open to criticism and requests for anything you might wanna see in future chapters, i have the whole story planned out basically but y'know

ALSO LET ME KNOW IF YOU SEE ANY MISTAKES PLEASEEE