No Divide Between Our Touch (707 x Reader)

Ch. 1: The Glitch

Author's Note: I got inspired for this fanfic after reading a bunch of 707 x readers and really not liking any of them, so I decided to try to improve on the ones I read. Hopefully you guys like this, I dunno if I'll finish it, but I'll make a couple chapters and see how it goes.

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I stretched my arms up above my head as I yawned, my sweater riding up my stomach just a bit as my chest pushed out forwards. I flopped backwards onto my bed with a squeak upon impact with the softness of the heated blankets below me. I sighed, moving my hands from their T-posing position to my sides, and one up to grip the blanket next to me. 'It's the middle of summer...why do I still use this?' My tired, half-lidded eyes rolled to the side, gazing slightly at my hand gripping the fuzzy cloth under me, with the help of a slight turn of my head. "It's no use if I use this and yet still keep the AC on. Sure, it's comfortable, but it's meaningless power wasted, when I could just be using the light blanket my parents had gotten me..." I spoke aloud to myself, drawing out the singular thought in the vast meadow of thought flowers that I know as my mind. It was a meaningless thought out of the many, but it's hard to single out the important ones some times, especially when I'm simply laying down with nothing to do. Usually I'd simply think to myself out of pure boredom until an opportunity to do an activity would show itself before me. But gladly, I wouldn't have to wait much longer. My head quickly turned to my phone that had buzzed on my bedside table. I leaned my body over, turning off the small lamp next to it because I am a potato dragon who feeds off the darkness-and it just hurt my eyes-and snatched my phone, falling back onto my bed. I rolled over onto my stomach, my feet dangling off the edge as I kicked them up and down, turning the device in my hands on to see the notification I had gotten. I smiled. "Finally."
I tapped the notification, and was greeted with a familiar screen, and the usual happily said, "Cheritz!" I could tell by the voice it was Seven, which brought a small smile to my face. He was always my favorite, since I adored his happy attitude. I couldn't wait until I'd be able to finally okay his route! I'd been saving up hourglasses by playing Zen's route, and soon I'd have enough. Brushing off the sudden thought, I tapped impatiently in the spot where the button that read Original Story always would be, but unusually enough...I was taken immediately to the main screen where I could enter a chat room, check emails, and all that Jazz. It was...weird. But I wrote it off as me pressing the button and it bringing me there too quick for my pea brain to process. I tapped the button that said chat room, and saw the new one. But weirdly, it didn't have a name. I furrowed my brow in suspicion and confusion, and tapped it hesitantly, the chat room soon opening up with a black background. I waited for a message, but none came in. My eyes found their way up to the top of the chat room as I looked to see who was in it, but nobody was, not even myself. I had heard about recent server crashes happening, but had never experienced them. Maybe this was it? I tried to shut my phone off as it seemed to had been frozen, and when I tried to exit the app it didn't allow me, but all that did was start to cause it to glitch. I started to panic, "Oh, please don't break my phone...." I pressed the power button rapidly, but that made it worse, as I felt my phone heat up in my hands rather rapidly. I threw it out onto the wooden floor in front of me, backing up against the wall next to my bed. It started to change in shape, glitching and mutating and pushing in and out on itself at the same time. I sat there in a mix of terror and awe as the phone had warped into what I imagined a black hole would look like, and the next thing I knew was it had started to pull me in.
I screamed, but the spinning sound of the vortex was too loud for anybody to be able to hear it. I gripped at the sheets of my bed like it would reasonably do something, but obviously not. Things flashed by too quickly to me to process, and the next thing I knew was black as I was pulled in.

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