Eloping with the devil [JuminZen]

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Zen stared at his ceiling fan, whirling around with no end, whooshing and unaware of the mental debate happening in Zen's head. (Why would a fan be aware of anything, he wonders) His new role was that of a cat obsessed with its owner, and, ironically, one of his friends was an owner obsessed with his cat. He could stalk Jumin and observe how the trust fund jerk was in his natural habitat, but he wasn't crazy, he wouldn't go around stalking someone for a role, so he decided to find another way to approach the corporate heir.

The young actor already thinks he lost his mind, desperately trying to find a way to get close to his arch nemesis, but he was dedicated to his job, and would do anything for it. Suddenly, he got an idea; why not stay at Jumin's place? Wasn't that one of the easiest options? Why did he even have to think about creating a drone to observe the jerk? Was he crazy? Thinking about staying at Jumin's place? He let out a heavy sigh. Zen reached for his phone and opened the messenger app, tapping on Jumin's private messages profile, he wrote down:

Zen: Hey, could you help me with my new role? I might need you as an example. Could you let me stay over your house for a while?

He then lay down on his bed, already regretting this decision. He was sure the trust fund kid would find a way to turn the tables, it was always like that with him, and it's their way to interact now. They had no other way to get along but to bicker like that, they were just too different, they were like heaven and earth. A small ding pulled Zen out of his thoughts.

Jumin: I'll help you if you give me a favor in return.

Zen was right; Jumin did think of a way to benefit from the situation. With a groan of exasperation, he typed:

Zen: Alright, what do you want?

Jumin: You

Wait- what-

Jumin: I mean, the cat food commercial, sorry, my hands slipped.

Alright, that was strange, but maybe Jumin accidentally sent before typing the full sentence? Somehow, that conclusion disappointed Zen a bit. Why though? No one will ever know. It's now like he liked the jerk or anything. (zen you lil' tsundere) But wait- the cat food commercial? Why this again! Didn't the stupid corporate heir already know about his allergies? However, he reasoned after a while of frustration, it was only fair he did something in return. After all, he'd be invading Jumin's privacy and that'd probably make anyone uncomfortable. Who is he to complain about comfort right now? At least the jerk accepted his favor. So he might as well accept too. After a while of mental debate, Zen sends:

Zen: Ugh... fine. I'll do it. But don't complain if there's a lot of retakes! I'm still allergic to cats...

Jumin: Perfect, when are you coming?

Zen: Is this Saturday alright?

Jumin: I guess it is, it's a day of the week, I don't think it can get sick. ;)

Zen: Wtf (I never swear so this f=fireee ooohhhh (bts reference btw(no I don't like bts)))

Jumin: Never mind, driver Kim will pick you up at noon, make sure everything you need is packed.

Zen: Okay... Thanks.

Jumin: I wouldn't mind if you stayed forever.

Zen: What!!???

Jumin: For how long will you stay? I don't think you'd stay here forever.

Zen: Uuuuh... for about a week...?

Jumin: Alright. I'll see you this Saturday.

Wow, this was weird.

Next thing Zen knew was that he was standing in front of Jumin's penthouse, with no way of return. Except he could run away but that wouldn't make the fanfic go forward, and we need drama and suspense, amirite?