#zenxaku

[nightxlion]

zenxaku replied to your post:{/ dramatically falls over onto him with a nose scrunch } Remember me?

{/ a pout pursed his lower lip before it dawned on him what the other had said with a glare } Kid? I’m not a kid. I’m grown. Watch yourself. {/ he stood, brushing his backside and thighs off before he held his hand out to help the other up } Zen.

You're grown. {'he repeats in a drawl, eyeing you up and down with obvious criticism; he looks at the hand for a moment before taking it} Zen, huh? That's a weird name. {'he says} I'm Zitao, but you knew that I think.

[archive4selentieun]

zenxaku:

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.” 

She tends to mind her own business now, she doesn't care much about what's happening around her except for the nice photos she captured with her camera to set it in her work folder or back at home. Or occasionally the frustration of swiping the wrong color around the opposite direction tends to get to her as well. Nonetheless, she wasn't expecting company. Especially from someone who she doesn't exactly know all that well. Remembering that they've bumped into one another accidentally or she would see him in the corner of her eye but they didn't exactly sit down to have a proper conversation. Instead, she'd excuse herself immediately and head off to some unknown direction.

"Oh cute joke." Sarcasm drips along the words that flows out naturally, lips twitched forcefully into a sly smile before pressing the tip of her paint brush against the corner of her lip. "Now you see, that's the good part of having this face then. People won't end up coming by to approach me suddenly and bothering me for hours." Which the other male was doing to her as of right now and as much as she wanted a peaceful day to herself where she could finish what she was working on, Naeun doesn't mind a conversation.

Slowly, her brow was raised at his comment. Not entirely sure whether to feel flattered or completely suspicious that he roamed around the streets asking one person after another for her name. It's the first time she heard it. Using her free hand to reach for his own, giving it a light shake despite the firm grasp before letting it go gracefully to position it back against the corner of her sketchpad to hold it in her palm again. "Interesting name you got there, Zen. The name's Naeun though."

[seoktio]

→ Cross-dressing 101

To say Minseok was surprised was an understatement - he was absolutely shocked. He knew the elder, not extremely well but he knew his name was Zen and he often visited the café to get some work done, or to just chit chat - plus, they were from the same university. Minseok liked him since he was good company, often sitting at the counter, conversing with Minseok about his day. Sometimes he forgot how lonely he felt when talking to Zen, it was nice. 

But this- being asked if he would be a girl for one of the other's classes at school, Minseok was dumbfounded. He was pretty sure he looked like absolute crap - having cried himself to sleep - and then cried in his sleep - and then woke up crying - the past nights. When he finally decided to attempt to pull himself together to get himself to work - only so many days he could afford to skip work! - he had looked in the mirror this morning and was barely recognizable. His eyes were bloodshot red and puffy - in fact, his entire face was puffy and that's saying something since he's usual cheeks were already considered puffy. He knew he looked like shit, which just made him ten times more confused as to why Zen had called him pretty. Was this what Zen considered pretty?

"Are you- you're asking me to cross-dress in front of your professor- I like cross-dressing, hyung, but only in the bedroom..." He trailed off, teeth sinking into his bottom lip as he stirred the tea he had been making for a customer, glancing up at the other; he looked distressed and frustrated - and Minseok supposed that if he was in Zen's place, he would want the person he had asked to agree to...if it meant pulling up grades. Placing the cup of tea on the tray and signaling for one of co-workers to serve it, he turned back to the elder with a soft sigh - perhaps this would be a good thing for him, save for the fact that he would be humiliated forever if anyone else ever found out - hopefully this would distract him enough from all the crap that had been thrown his way in the past few days.

" Fine...but you have to bring me out for a nice dinner after, pinky promise?"

[nightxlion]

{/ dramatically falls over onto him with a nose scrunch } Remember me?

{‘curses as your weight sends him falling to the floor} The fuck-? Uh, you’re that kid that got mad I couldn’t remember your name, right? … {‘he pauses, looking thoughtful} Yeah, I still don’t know it. 

[mpcamazotz]

zenxaku

Aika was roaming through the city, her mind wandering as she got lost in her thoughts. She stared in front of her, an emotionless look on her face. After a while, however, she noticed that the streets that were crowded before, had turned into empty streets. While she looked around, the girl realized she must've walked aimlessly, further and longer than she thought as she didn't recognize a thing. A sigh escaped her lips as her brows furrowed for a second, annoyed now she had to find her way back on a by now empty stomach. She started walking again to find directions.

After a few minutes she still hadn't passed anyone in the long and empty  street. She started to wonder where the heck she was for no one to be out and whether she should just use her powers to travel faster, but right when she thought that a male caught her eyes. Without a care for him and what he was doing she made her way over to him, being direct as she spoke. "Hey, can you tell me where i am?" She looked up at the tall figure, her strong gaze asking for an answer.

[lunierre-blog]

zenxaku:

Zen lifted his bony shoulders in a shrug. His fingers drumming against his chin as he stared hard at the woman’s face. “Yes.. it matters. I’m sure I know you from somewhere. But I have no idea where from. Your name isn’t that much trouble, is it? Unless you’re some assassin that I should be worried about.” He tilted his head this way and that, actually upset with himself that he couldn’t figure out where he was sure he’s seen her before. “Have you written a book or two, maybe?”

Her bottom lip jutted out as the other could not recognize her. "No...it doesn't matter." She looked down, her cheeks puffing out as she began to talk to herself. "Am I really becoming unpopular these days? Some people can't even say that I'm from F(X)...." She stopped her trail of thoughts which she was announcing out loud to look up at the male again, her lips parted in shock. "Written a book...? Yah I'm an idol! Luna!"

[narcxssistic-blog]

This post is for the people waiting on replies/drabbles. I've tagged you, so don't worry, I didn't forget! To those waiting for para starters, you're going to have to be a little more patient. I don't like half-assing my replies, so I take a long time and try not to reply to long threads when it's ..6am.

[nightxlion]

He reached out to slap his hands on either side of the other male's face, squinting his eyes and looking over his features. "You're the guy who doesn't know my name."

Zitao jerked a little, startled a the slap. He stared back at the stranger, reaching up to grip his wrists and force his hands away as a he quirked an eyebrow. “Do I look like I have time to get to know just anyone?”