Mystic Messenger x Reader (ENDED)

Grape Wars (Zen/Hyun Ryu x Reader)

Here it is you guys

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A singular grape did everything, one purple grape did the trickery. Both were eating the grapes, until Zen decided to be playful. He picked up one smooth purple grape. He coiled his fingers around the shape. Then he gave a small chuckle to himself. How precious her reaction would be, he wanted to see her laugh or scream.

He lightly tossed the grape at her. (y/n) gasped as it touched her face. It left a damp small spot on her soft cheek. Some beads of water trickled down the side. She gave Zen annoyed look, she will have her revenge. (y/n) needed to avenge herself. She gritted her teeth lightly as Zen laughed from his gut.

His laugh was an insult. It stained her precious mind, his disgusting roar. How could it offend (y/n)? Though she'll strike back, soon. Zen continued to munch on the grapes. His soft chewing filled her ears with anger and sadness. Why was he pretending like nothing happened? He assaulted her with a grape.

The vile creature will pay. (y/n)'s eyebrows furrowed with anger. She pulled a grape off of the stem played with it in her fingers. This is the time, the time that Zen will cry from shame. No one will ever mess with (y/n) again. Her soul was filled with anguish and sorrow. She yelled as she tossed the grape on his face.

Zen dodged like it was nothing. He laughed at (y/n), mocking her presence. (y/n) never felt so embarrassed. Her honor was destroyed at that moment. (y/n) began to breathe heavily, Zen that pig. What was he thinking? Insulting (y/n) like it was a game. Well Zen is wrong, this is not a game.

This is war.

(y/n) shouted from the anger in her soul. It was time, she picked up the plate and tossed it at him. Zen screamed as it hit his head. Then he looked shocked. His eyes softened form pain as a red spot began to form on his forehead. Zen slowly fell off the couch. His body was lifeless, he didn't move. Zen fainted from the grape war.

(y/n) won, she defeated Zen once and for all. She rejoiced, she was victorious. (y/n) ran out of the room. (y/n) won this round.

"What the fuck was that?!" Shouted Seven.

"I don't know, but I want to leave now." Jumin sighed.

"Help us." Yoosung looked over at Jaehee.

Jaehee was already heading out the door.