Mystic Messenger One-shots

25)ZenxReader

*WARNING*
(Yeah I think that's enough)
Zen POV

(Y/N) looked pissed as she looked forward. "I should've checked the weather. It must've started pouring while we were shopping for things for the party." I shake my head. "Maybe next time."

"It doesn't look like it's gonna stop any time soon..." She spoke. "My house isn't nearby either." She looked away.

"My house is near. If we make a run for it we'll make it pretty fast." I smile at her. She seemed annoyed at my suggestion. "Oh I guess you don't want to get wet. You can wear my jacket."

I was about to put the stuff down to take off my jacket before, "no, I don't want your jacket..." She trailed off as she looked away, "besides it might smell like you." Sometimes she really irks me, but since she's a lady I just need to take it.

"I can take the stuff you're carrying." She looked over, "it seems too heavy to run with." The rain only got louder as she glared at me.

"Here. Take it." I frown at her attitude towards me. "After all you do show off your muscles practically everyday. Might as well put them to use."

"Right...you know where to run." She looks over to the direction of my house. "Alright let's go!" We both sprint. She was behind me as we did. Soon I realized she didn't have quite the right shoes for it. "(Y/N) wait be careful!"

...

"I can't believe you fell like that." I comment as I started walking towards my front door with towels. She looked away visibly annoyed. I soon look down at her before quickly looking away.

"What's up with you?" She takes the towels out of my hand. She hasn't noticed... Her thin white button up was sticking towards her skin, and bra was visible through it. She really shouldn't be at a man's house like this. Her short skirt was also wet.

"Why is the weather so bad?" I look out the window as thunder soon begins to rumble. I shake my head as I notice that it was getting darker. Surely she's not gonna stay for that long.

"Zen?" I look back. Something seemed different in her attitude. "My clothes...they're dirty and soaked."  Her face began going red, "you...have a washing machine and a dryer?" She mumbled.

"Oh...right of course..." There was a silence that kept this awkward. "The bathroom is right over there..." she looked back over at me. "So you can leave your clothes at the front of the door and if you want you can take a.....shower." I didn't know wether or not that last part was necessary.

"All right, you better bring towels." She didn't refuse...but then again she did fall into a dirty puddle. I'd like to clean myself too if that were to happen.

I sigh as she walks into the restroom. "How did I get myself into this situation? Relax Zen nothings gonna happen. Just remember that (Y/N) hates you." I shake my head. "All men are beasts tho." I look up. My imagination were not very PG... What's up with me? She's always hated me, and because of that I've just given up on trying my charm on her to get her to stop hating me. That should've been end of story. I've never thought of her like this. I try thinking about every insulting thing she's ever told me, but it doesn't change a thing. I look over towards the restroom door. My images of her naked body weren't doing me any good.

I sigh before grabbing the towels she wanted. Soon I come to the realization that she'd have nothing to wear. I should get her something to wear...although it might be...oversized. It's been a while so she must already be in...