Midnight Rambles- A Mystic Messenger Fanfiction

Does Jumin Han is Gay?

AN: Just a cute little thing that I jotted down a few minutes ago~
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Zen was used to his girlfriend waking him up at night. She was prone to staying up late, and woke him up often. Wether it be to ask him to kill a bug, or ask his opinion on the new episode of Love Live(a show that he TOTALLY doesn't watch every week when the new episodes come out), it wasn't new to have rude awakenings. He wasn't prepared, however, for the most out of the blue and strange question he might have ever been asked. The night had started all right. He had managed to get her to actually go to bed at a reasonable hour, to many complaints. As she snugged up to him in bed, Zen mentally fistpumped, thinking that he'd actually get a full night of sleep for once. Boy was he wrong. At around 1 am, Zen felt a poke on his arm. Then again, and again.
"What?" He groaned, burying his face in his pillow. "Go to sleep."
"Zen," she whispered, her voice full of urgency. He turned his head to look at her. Her yellow eyes were wide and she was curled over her legs, much like a cat. Zen rubbed his nose, feeling his allergies come back. "Zen." She whispered again.
"What is it?" He asked. She stared at him. A moment passed. Then another. And another. Then finally, she spoke.
"Does Jumin Han is gay?" She whispered, barely audible.
"What?!" Zen asked.
"Does Jumin Han is gay?" She repeated, louder. What? Zen blinked. Blinked twice. Blinked three times.
"What???" He asked incredulously. She didn't seem to hear him. She stared into the distance, just over Zen's head. She tipped her head to one side in a curious manner.
"Does Zen is gay?" She asked, as if she was pondering the meaning of life. She looked down at herself. "Does I is gay?!" Zen couldn't believe his ears. What in the world was she saying?!
"Go to bed," he said, pulling her down next to him. She shrieked in surprise, but the moment she hit the mattress, she burrowed into his side with a cute yawn. Zen draped his arm over her and closed his eyes again. As he was drifting off, he heard her satisfied little voice mumble,
"Yes. We is all gay."