Irritating (Jumin x Zen) -ON HOLD-

Am I Not a Guest?

-Zen-

I looked around, slightly jealous. I may have been famous and all, but Jumin's house still looked better than mine. "Nice place."

Jumin nodded, "Yes."

My eyebrow twitched, "Trust fund kid, is that the way to speak to a guest?"

"I wouldn't consider you a guest, I consider a guest someone I have invited. Make yourself at home, you can have the room over there." He jerked his head to a door, before walking off.

It would be a lie if I said that I didn't wish that he would just speak to me, but then again, it wasn't as if I ever did myself. I sighed before walking into the room he had shown me and felt thankful for the fact that it was clean, no stupid cat hairs.

I unpacked my things, then decided to check the messenger. Jaehee and M/C were both in the chat already. I joined it.

M/C: Zen! How's being at Jumin's place?

Jaehee: I feel your pain Zen, I wish you all the best.

I laughed inwardly. At least some people cared for me. 

ZEN: *sigh* Where to start? The bastard just showed me the room and left.

-707 has entered the chatroom-

707: Your saviour has arrived!!

707: ... wait

707: lololololol Zen, what were you expecting? He's here to give you a place to stay.

707: Not to give you a tour of the place.

M/C: But the question is, did he want something more??

M/C: What was he yearning for???

M/C: A KISS!

Jaehee Kang: Don't be silly you two -_-...

707: *Suggestive look emoji*

M/C: Lighten up Jaehee, Jumin's not going to steal him~

ZEN: Steal me?

Jaehee Kang: Never mind

M/C: Yea Zen, never mind

For some unexplained reason, I felt my face heat up. Pffft, year right. Why would I want anything from trust fund kid? And that was what I typed.

ZEN: Why would I want anything from trust fund kid?

707: What

707: About

707: His

707: D

Jaehee Kang: Luciel!!

707: I

707: C

M/C: Okay Seven that's enough.

707: :(

M/C: Cheer up, I'll make you dinner tonight

M/C: What's Jumin doing right now anyway?

ZEN: Don't know, he's in his room.

-Jumin Han has entered the chatroom-

Jumin Han: Zen. Dinner's on the table. 

Jumin Han: Eat it then sleep. 

Jumin Han: I'm staying in my room for the night so don't bother me.

-Jumin Han has left the chatroom-

I would be lying if I said I wasn't surprised. I thought he'd just leave me, but he gave me dinner? 

ZEN: If I don't come online ever again, you know that food was poisoned.

Jaehee Kang; I worry for you.

M/C: Come on, he gave you dinner, don't be so mean. He probably has good intentions ^^

707: Eat it all up, I agree with M/C

I rolled my eyes.

ZEN: Thanks Jaehee.

ZEN: Of course you'd agree with M/C, she's your girlfriend after all.

I sighed for a second before standing up off the bed. 

ZEN: I need to leave, I might as well eat the food, I'm tired.

Jaehee Kang: Goodbye ^^

707: Have a great meal, tell Yoosung to stop ignoring me!

M/C: See ya Zen~

ZEN: Bye, let's hope I don't die.

I left the chatroom and opened my door. A pleasant smell suddenly hit my nose. My eyes immediately drifted to the table. The food didn't look store bought or just randomly put together as I had suspected. It looked... home made and delicious.  The pans with the remnants of the meal could be seen in the kitchen, with the door wide open.

I sat down and started eating. It tasted even better than it looked. The steak was tender and the rich sauce complimented the taste of it perfectly. It tasted great. 

Of course, I wasn't going to thank him, he probably had some chef make it.

Right at that thought, Jumin's door opened.

I turned to look at him but he waved me off. "I can't concentrate when I'm hungry, so I'm going to get some food for me and Elizabeth 3rd, don't mind me." 

I turned my head back to the plate and ate in silence, watching Jumin from the corner of my eye.

First, to no surprise at all, he put cat food in a plate that didn't look much like a cat bowl, more like a priceless plate from and explensive set. Much to my surprise, however, he was cooking for himself. So, he must have cooked for me too, nice. His usually stoic face seemed soft as he focused on the pan. As his head was tilted downwards, his dark hair fell along with it. 

I found a light blush dusting my cheeks as he glanced at me for a second, just catching me staring at him before I looked down. 

I looked back up immediately afterwards and he was focused on cooking again.

He put his food on a plate too and held one plate in each hand as he walked back in his room, closing it behind him with his foot. 

I finished my food a moment after and walked to the sink to wash it. As soon as I turned on the tap, the plate was pulled out of my hands. I turned rapidly. "Jumin what the hell?"

"I'm not letting you break it, it's expensive." 

"You are so goddamn irritating!"

"I've been told." 

And with that, he shoved me back into my room and washed the dishes himself, with the quiet mews of Elizabeth 3rd in the background.

I sneezed.

First chapter of the Jumin x Zen fanfiction, I haven't written about this ship before so this might end badly considering the fact I'm a pretty inexperienced fanfic writer.

Kay