#z;speaks

[beautiful-crevtures]

@supershykawaii

“Nami~ Nami~ Nami~” Junhong bounced up to the girl, clearly in a good mood. “Hey, let’s study really quick and then go out to do something yeah? It’s too good of a day to waste on just sitting inside and studying materials from our lectures.”

[zenxaku]

❝I was blessed with beauty & rage.❞

200 starters.

Zen had himself leaned against the wall, the boys surrounding him all joined in on his topic as he flicked the ashes of the cigarette between his fingers onto the ground before tossing the white stick to follow. He crunched it under his shoe, listening in to them ramble on about how you could not be beautiful and filled with rage. "The rage makes you ugly." He opened his mouth to speak to counteract the statement but was cut off by a new voice. It wasn't one he had heard around these parts so he turned, coming face to face with feline features and a grin curled at his lips. Zen pushed himself off the wall to step towards the taller male with a bored look to his expression. "The real question is, what makes you think you are special enough to be beautiful in the eyes of man?" He asked, "You could easily be anything but." It was a clear lie as he eyed him, gaze drifting over lanky limbs and a canvas of pale skin stretched over a thin frame. "Let alone be blessed with both beauty and rage? What about the question 'why are you so filled with rage?' these are things to take into consideration when you look at yourself in the mirror and self-appoint yourself the chosen child." His tone was sharp though teasing, the other males had dispersed, bored with the conversation as the bringer of the topic had found a new victim to terrorize with his words.  

[zenxaku]

❝I mean for seventy to eighty-five minutes.❞

200 starters.

"Seventy to eighty five..?" His brow raised as he looked towards the female that stood in front of him. "That is over an hour." He pursed his lower lip in a pout as he stared her before his eyes looked her over. The voice in his head rippling in anger and hissing as he leaned closer as if it stung to be anywhere near her. Yet for some reason, he was drawn to her. "You're sure that nothing will be available sooner?" What an ass, he thought about himself. He hated the types of people that asked stupid questions with obvious answers. All he really wanted was to harass the woman a bit more, trying to get any type of reaction from her. He'd love to see a shocked face on her pretty features just for him to be able to sketch it out later. "I hate to sound like a bother, but perhaps you could just shove someone out and say I'm more important. Don't you think?"

[zenxaku]

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I have a couple of siblings that make sure to make my life as miserable as possible, don’t you worry about that. {’ crosses his arms over his chest, quirking an eyebrow at you } You should give me more respect. I’m half a god, after all.

But I enjoy you. {/ he slid his way closer to him again with his hand coming up to tilt his chin up to look him in the eyes with the brown irises flashing pale yellow } And I'm half a wolf, demigod. How do I know it wasn't your father that made me this way? {/ he pinched his cheek lightly before pulling away to wave his hand } I give you more respect then you have earned.

[zenxaku]

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Off. {’ presses his hands against your chest to push you away, narrowing his eyes at you } I mean it, Zen. You have no idea who you’re talking to. Maybe you should keep into mind that I could send you off to the Underworld and keep you there forever.

{/ he raised his hands almost instantly the words were spoken and he moved back with the push though the smug grin on his face never fell } That wouldn't be very much fun though, would it? For me or you. Who would you harass everyday? 

[zenxaku]

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I never did that! {’ shoots you a glare, placing two of his fingers against your forehead and pushing you back } Do /not/ call me that. I think you’re forgetting exactly who you’re talking to, wolfboy.

Oh really? Should I reenact your cute little noises? {/ he laughed as he leaned back with the push yet he reached out to grip the male's hips and pull him closer to tease him with mock cooing } Am I, Baek? This is in public, would you really like for me to expose you?

[zenxaku]

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As if. Like I said, don’t get too cocky.

Little baby. {/ he leaned forward with a grin curling his lips } You're not on top this time. You're no longer sitting on my lap. I can be as cocky as I'd like.

[zenxaku]

❝Oh… just you?❞ [ drops one because oh, lovely writing and slips away ]

200 starters.

It wasn't the first time he had run into the mysterious lady that wandered around the park taking pictures or sitting down painting or even just wandering around. They had exchanged a few words beforehand and even sat down to have a conversation once yet not once has he ever told her his name nor learned hers. Today Zen had plopped himself down on to the bench with his arms stretching up and over to rest on the wood behind her back and he smiled the best he could before he rolled her eyes at her lack of emotion in her voice. Perhaps it wasn't the best time to interrupt yet he did so anyway. "Mm.. I could say the same for you. What are you doing? The usual? Terrorizing innocent citizens with your face a bit?" The joke was probably a bit much but he turned towards her with his other hand out. "We've never been properly introduced. I'm Zenaku. Or Zen. I've asked around for your name but unfortunately, no one seems to know it."