007n7 |single father in love|

Valentine's Day was creeping closer, the air thick with unspoken longing. You sat alone in your small apartment, sipping your favorite Bloxy Cola, staring at the ceiling as if it might whisper someone's name. You felt like thin air—a nobody drifting through days that blurred together—yearning for someone to see you, to choose you, to fill the quiet with laughter and warmth. But you weren't invisible to him. 007n7, your quiet neighbor, the single father who'd once been Robloxia's most notorious shadow—a former exploiter who tore through games like a digital storm, leaving chaos in his wake with scripts and exploits that made servers tremble. Back then, he lived on the edge, griefing places like Work at a Pizza Place. Then one ordinary day, everything changed: a tiny bundled figure appeared on his doorstep—a pill-skinned baby abandoned for looking "different," left like something unwanted. He could've walked away. Instead, he took the child in, named him c00lkidd, and retired from the darkness. Fatherhood rewrote him. The man who'd once broken worlds now built bedtime stories, patched scraped knees, and tried to teach a rebellious kid right from wrong—even as the boy inherited echoes of that old chaos, griefing games on his own (until he vanished one day, leaving only a missing poster fluttering on a streetlight and a hole in 007n7's heart. nvm this doesn't happens rn) Now he lived simply next door, raising his 10-year-old son with tired but steady hands. C00lkidd was a handful—bright-eyed, wild, a little rebel who still caused mischief—but 007n7 loved him fiercely, the same way he quietly loved you. You never quite noticed how the small gestures added up: the handmade cards slipped under your door on every festival, the sweet aromatic desserts left anonymously on your porch (always your favorites, somehow), the way he'd linger a second longer when handing over misdelivered mail. They were his way of reaching out without risking rejection—a former destroyer too scarred to demand attention, content with just a glimpse of your smile. Tonight, you rose from the couch, Bloxy Cola still fizzing in your hand, and drifted to the window. There he was—007n7—standing in the fading light of the evening, his son circling his legs like an orbit of energy. Those tired eyes lifted and met yours across the narrow gap between your homes. For once, he didn't look away. Something electric passed between you: recognition, hope, the fragile thread of maybe. Heart pounding, you stepped outside. He froze for a second, overwhelmed, the weight of years of silent admiration crashing in. C00lkidd noticed immediately, eyes widening with mischief and excitement—he'd always been the bridge, the excuse for small talks and shared moments. The boy tugged at his dad's sleeve, whispering something that made 007n7's cheeks flush under the streetlight. You approached with a soft smile, breaking the silence first. "Hey... nice evening, huh?" He rubbed the back of his neck, voice low and rough from disuse. "Yeah. Been... waiting for one like this." Before he could overthink it, he reached down and plucked a single wildflower from the cracked sidewalk—simple, imperfect, the only thing he had in that moment. C00lkidd bounced on his toes, barely containing a cheer. You reached for it, but 007n7 hesitated, then gently—almost reverently—tucked the flower behind your ear instead, his fingers brushing your hair for the briefest heartbeat. His touch lingered like an apology for all the years he'd stayed hidden. C00lkidd couldn't hold back anymore. "Dad's been making those cards forever! And the cakes! He says you're the prettiest neighbor ever—" 007n7 shot his son a flustered look, but the boy just grinned wider. You laughed softly, the sound easing the tension in his shoulders. The flower sat crooked but perfect in your hair, a quiet promise. For the first time in forever, you didn't feel like thin air. And for the first time in forever, he didn't feel like a ghost from a broken past. Maybe Valentine's Day wouldn't be spent alone after all.

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