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As Jumin leaves the chatroom, Zen had already gotten fed up with Jumins rants about wanting him to be a model for a cat company. Due to his annoyance he decides to storm into Jumins room. Once he enters the room, Jumin unexpectedly pins him to the wall. Zen then looks at him with shock and confusion written all over his face.
“What are you doi-” Zen starts, getting cut off by Jumin soon after. “You think you’re funny? I was giving you a great business proposal, your fame would rise if you’d just listen to me and accept my advice.”
“I told you, I don’t want your help. Did you forget that I’m allergic to cats??!” Zen exclaims in a whisper, careful not to be too loud as to startle the sleeping cat in the room.
Looking down at Zen, Jumin smirks, an idea coming into his head. This confuses Zen, causing him to wait for Jumins next move, hoping it’s not anything to do with cats.
“You could do me another favor if you truly want to pass up the previous opportunity.” Jumin says while leaning closer to Zen, whispering in his ear. As Zen feels Jumins breath against his skin, he shivers. He doesn’t know what to do, perhaps Jumin drank too much wine? That couldn’t be.. there’s no wine to be seen.
If Jumin hadn’t drunk anything, then why was he acting this way? Zen was sure Jumin hadn’t known about how he felt for him, surely none of the RFA had snitched on him, right? He definitely hoped none of them had, if it weren't for his brattiness and tendency to bicker with Jumin he would’ve lost his composure right then and there.
“What do you want now?” Zen responds with the rolling of his eyes, he wouldn’t let Jumin know of his inner desires for him, he shouldn’t. Jumin then pulled away from Zen, feeling satisfied with his answer. “I should be asking you that, I can tell you want more than to just bicker with me.” Zen looked up at Jumin as he said that, he stood there under the other man's gaze, not a word daring to come out.
“What the fuck does mean? I didn’t come in here to be nice to you.” Zen spat out, wanting to end whatever was going on, he knew he’d lose his composure if Jumin carried on any longer. “I know you didn’t, you rarely come into my room unless it’s to complain about Elizabeth the 3rd.” Jumin knew what he was doing would send Zen into a panic, the shorter male would soon tremble under him.
Just as Jumin expected, Zen had a look of fear and shock on his face. “So what? You expect me to follow a routine?” Zen said, causing the taller male to chuckle. “What? What’s so funny you damn trust fund kid?!” He continued on, confused as to why the man pinning him to the wall found any of this amusing.
“You think I wouldn’t see that somethings off with you? While we’re together your body language is different from when you’re with anyone else, care to explain why?” Jumin had him now, he knew that Zen would be wrapped around his finger by those words.
“You.. you knew..?”
“Of course I knew, I knew from the moment you’d agreed to coming to my place. I picked up on those signs before anyone else had.” Jumin then came closer to Zen, looking at the shorter male. Zen looked back up at Jumin, he never knew that his acting career could ever falter, yet his acting experience was failing him right now. The taller male then looked at Zen’s lips, his eyes baring a hint of lust..?
“You have feelings for me, Hyun. I’ve known this long before you’d had the courage to even tell Jaehee” Zen looked at Jumin, he didn’t expect him to use his real name. With a sigh, Zen’s walls collapsed as he knew there was no going back now. “I should’ve known you would see right through me.. damn trust fund.” Jumin smirked once more, knowing for sure that he has the shorter male wrapped around his fingers now. He leaned in closer, the proximity making both males want to close the distance.
Zen’s face turned slightly red as his inner desires came flooding through him, he wanted Jumin to kiss him, he wanted the other male to do many things to him. Without thinking about it, he blurts out a plea. “Please..”
“Please? What do you want me to do, hm?” Jumin said in a whisper, lust and dominance lacing his words. “Kiss me..” Zen said, no longer filled with annoyance. He looked at Jumin, almost as if he was begging him. Seeing Zen so desperate made Jumin want to take him then and there, his own erection making him aware of what he wanted with the male beneath him.
“Jumin, please.. kiss me..” With that, both their lips crashed into one another. Jumin kissed him so passionately as if he wanted more, yet he made sure not to rid the other of a chance to breathe. “I.. fuck..” Zen said between pants, he’d never thought he’d be gay, let alone be kissing the man he thought he hated.
“I apologise if I was being too rough, do you want to stop?” Even as Jumins desires grew within himself, he still knew not to overstep a boundary. Zen shook his head, trembling slightly. Zen’s member hardened as Jumin looked at him with those eyes. The eyes of a man who knew what he wanted, the eyes flowing with lust and obsession within them.
“You didn’t even protest against me.” Jumin said with a smug look, knowing Zen would usually be complaining and bickering with him. “Shut up.. I’m only letting this slide once.” Zen said, not knowing why he feels so vulnerable with Jumin.
Jumin then placed a hand on Zen’s face, caressing his cheek while his other hand explored the shorter male's body. “What are you doing-” Zen said with a confused look. “Can’t I admire such a handsome man? What happened to your narcissism?” Jumin teased him while his free hand found its way to Zen’s clothed erection, causing Zen to groan.
“Hm? Didn’t think you were into this, Hyun” Jumin kept palming at the other male's clothed region, causing Zen to subconsciously buck his hips towards the hand on his member. “S-Shut up..” Zen said between moans. “That’s not how you speak to someone who’s helping you, is it?” Jumins words caused something in Zen to break, making the shorter male fully submit to him.
“No..” Zen looked up at him, eyes filled with lust and neediness, something he never knew he could feel.
“Good boy. Now let me put this on you, alright?” Zen nodded, watching as Jumin undid his red tie. “Tell me if it’s too tight, I wouldn’t want to harm you” Jumin said as he pulled away from Zen, letting go of him to wrap the tie around his head to act as a blindfold.
“There.. it’s not too tight, is it?” Zen shook his head, letting Jumin know it was fine. Jumin then lifted Zen up, waiting for the other male to give him a sign that he can proceed. “I’ll carry you to my bed, unless you’d prefer the desk?” “I’d rather the bed than a desk like yours..” Zen said, causing Jumin to chuckle once more before carrying him to his bed, placing him down gently.
“You’ll be good for me, alright? I’m not anywhere close to being done with you yet, Hyun.”