Is it bad to send a lot of requests? I ship ZenxJaehee and I was thinking about him inviting her to one of his musicals and drinking after to celebrate, drunk sex and waking up beside each other the next day, waking to your idol naked beside you 😆
Jaehee needs more love, and Zen is just the man to give it to her.
Jaeheegroaned, pressing her palms against her eyes. How much had she drunk lastnight? Her head felt as if it was splitting and her mouth felt as if it wasfull of fuzz. She let her hand fall by her side and grasped the sheets. Theyfelt unusually silky. She didn’t own sheets like these. She opened her eyeswith great difficulty and blinked repeatedly. She stared up at the underside ofa crimson canopy. That was definitely not hers. She scanned the room she wasin, she didn’t recognize it. Her eyes lit on her bed companion and she jerked sohard that she slid right off the bed, landing on her ass.
Sheheard a rustling coming from the bed and a sleepy Zen suddenly peeked over the edge. “Jaehee! Allyou alright?” he asked, he scooted off the bed. Oh god! He was naked. Jaeheeturned away. Oh god! SHE was naked! She tried to cover herself, her amplebreasts not easy to conceal with her arms. Zen pulled her up and helped herback onto the bed. Jaehee grabbed the sheet and covered herself. Zen sat nextto her and ran the back of his fingers across her cheek.
“Areyou ok?” he asked. Jaehee swallowed several times. He was just, so close! Andnaked!
“Did,did we? Last night?” she stammered, not able to look him in the eyes.
“Youdon’t remember?” he lowered his hand, disappointment crossing his eyes.
Sheshook her head imperceptibly. “I..I would never have…Zen…Hyun! I’m so sorry Icrossed this line.”
Hesat straighter and turned away from her. “Oh, I see, last night was a mistakefor you. I apologize Jaehee, had I known you were too drunk to condone…” hestood and quickly dressed.
“Iwill leave you to get dressed.” He walked out of the room, shoulders down.
Whathad just happened? Was Zen disappointed? Wasn’t last night just a drunkenmistake? Jaehee found her glasses on the nightstand but ignored them. She hadto scavenge for her clothes, which seemed to be scattered throughout the room.The last thing she remembered was Zen inviting her back to his place tocelebrate the success of the opening night of his most recent play. She hadagreed because she was as excited as he was. They talked well into the nightabout his performance. She had not kept track of how many drinks she had had.That was a mistake. But, to wake up in Zen’s bed?
Sheclosed her eyes but the image of Zen’s alabaster skin glistening in the earlymorning light was all that she could see. She groaned, her headache much worse.
Shefinally stepped outside the bedroom and heard Zen in his kitchen. There was aglass of water and some pills on the counter. She assumed they were for her.She gratefully took them. He set a glass of orange juice in front of her and aplate of fruits.
“Idon’t have much in the house. I usually just eat out, or have protein bars.” Hesaid, his voice devoid of emotion.
“Zen…”she began. He flicked his eyes towards her and quickly away, busying himself bymaking coffee.
“Lastnight…” she tried again. He turned towards her, eyes flashing.
“Iunderstand, ok? Sleeping with me was a mistake. I won’t mention it and it willnever happen again.” There were tears in his crimson eyes and Jaehee felt likean ass. For her it was nothing but ablur and a line crossed that she had set for herself. For him it was adifferent matter. He had not slept with her because he had been too drunk toknow any better. He had done it because he had wanted to, and because hethought she had as well.
Howdid she feel? Was he too unattainable? Could she just go on as if this hadnever happened? He was too young for her! His career was just burgeoning, he couldnot afford to be in a relationship! Was that even a possibility? Her ownthoughts and preconceptions swirled in her mind bumping up against each other,not able to coexist with one another. She sighed and groaned.
“I’venever had one, but I hear hangovers are painful. The orange juice should help,coffee however, is not good, so, this cup is for me. Drink up.” He said softly.After everything she had said and done, he was trying to take care of her. She lookedinto his eyes. They looked pained. His beautiful face a mask of sorrow and disappointment.Did he really care for her in that way? Was she really willing to throw cautionto the wind and let him lead her in a direction she never even allowed herselfto consider? He stood there, leaning against the counter, coffee in hand, as ifhe was waiting for her to finalize her decision. A decision that would impacthis life enormously. He did not push, he did not plead, but his eyes spokevolumes.
Howdid she really feel? She had never let herself consider that question. Was itjust adoration for his craft? For his beauty? Or did she truly care about himas a person? Of course she cared about him as a person! He was part of the RFA andshe cared about them all, even Mr. Han if she was honest with herself. But,that was different, wasn’t it? Different from what he seemed to be asking herwith his eyes.
He stillhad not taken a single sip of his coffee, watching her have an internalstruggle. He wanted to go to her. He wanted to put his arms around her. For him,last night had been enlightening. She had been flirty, she had been free, shehad been loving. She had embraced him and he had not felt that it was Zen theactor she embraced, but Hyun, the man. Was he wrong? Would she only ever seehim as an actor to be idolized on a picture, but not in reality?
She lookedup at him and walked around the counter. His heart rate intensified, ready tohear her decision and accept it, no matter which way it went.
She wrappedher arms around him and lay her head against his chest.
“I…I’mstill confused by my feeling Hyun, will you give me time to sort them out?” heplaced his mug down and embraced her.
“Takeall the time you need.” He sighed into her hair. She looked up at him and they lockedeyes, gazing at each other. He leaned in and brushed his lips against hers. Notdaring to do much else. She stood on tiptoes and pressed her lips into his moreforcefully, her mouth opening, Zen letting his tongue slip inside. Her breastswere against his chest and his tongue explored her warm mouth, making him groanin appreciation and desire.
“Wow.”Jaehee was breathless when they broke apart. She wondered what the rest of himfelt like. It wouldn’t hurt to find out what kind of lover Zen was. After all,they had already exchanged that information the night before. It could beintegral for her decision making. She giggled at the thought and Zen smirked,guessing at her intentions. He picked her up suddenly, cradling her in hisarms. He strode into the bedroom, ready to remind her of what she could bewalking away from.
