[MYSTIC MESSENGER] You're My Nightmare (Zen x Jumin)

Chapter Five

"Wake up," A voice whispered into my ear. I fluttered my eyes open only to see a Jumin Han leaning over the couch and near my face.

I flinched and darted upwards, and stared at him slightly frightened by his sudden closeness. He had a cocky look on his face as he glanced to my hands. I looked down and saw his coat clenched in them, a warm redness came to my cheeks as I looked back to Jumin.

"If you want I can let you keep it for a bit, you seemed quite comfortable." He chuckled. I instantly tossed the coat into his face.

"It was cold y-you bastard and I was getting tired of waiting!" I shouted. I could feel my face turn a bright red as I scooted backwards.

Jumin just took the coat off his face and smiled at me. "Is that all you wanted?" He asked getting closer somehow.

"Uh..." Now was the time to apologize. "...Y-yes." But I didn't. He looked somewhat disappointed as his smile fell. His face turned to his usual sturnness.

"Oh." He said. He folded his coat quickly and headed towards the door. The moment he reached for the doorknob it felt like time froze.

I needed to apologize, but I couldn't bring myself too. I could've told him seconds before that I...What did I even want to say? What would I say? I'm sorry are the words that wanted to come out. Yet, several other ones wanted to too. What would come out of me if I tried to speak..? I wouldn't know till I tried.

I ran over as quickly as I could and knocked into Jumin, snatching his hand away from the knob. "Jumin I'm really sorry, I said such rude things that I never meant! I was caught up in the moment and I didn't want anyone to see me like that. The real reason I'm upset is because I haven't stopped thinking about you, you dickwad!" I spoke in a rushed and worried voice, trying to get everything out I wanted to say.

Jumin gave me a surprised look. He was taken aback by my actions and I could tell. He looked down at my hand, that had a tight grip around his wrist, and then back up to my face that was bright red. I hadn't realized what I said since it all came out so quickly. Everything's been going by so quick.

"...I really want to kiss you," He chuckled and slightly smiled at me. A small redness spread across his face, while mine was covered in it.

"W-whatever," I let go of his wrist and crossed my arms, averting all eye contact. He turned towards the door and opened it to leave, I thought he had already left, before I saw him quickly turn back.

He had pressed his lip against mine, planting a soft kiss on me. I stood there dumbfounded as he smirked and waved.

"Goodbye." He walked out and shut the door. I stumbled back, bumping into my couch as my thoughts began to scramble up into a mess.

I'd trip over and fall, if I already hadn't felt like I was. Things aren't, things weren't supposed to be this way. Everything is a mess! Everything was not supposed to be like this, we're were supposed to be hating each other, throwing shade in the chatrooms.

I slid down to the floor and gripped at my head trying to make sense why I could like this bastard. I'm wasn't supposed to feel this way. I shouldn't have been thinking of Jumin in these ways. If it's not supposed to be like this...Then why was my heart beating so quickly.

It felt like it could burst out of my chest any moment. I could feel the red heat in my face as I stared to the ground. I gritted my teeth snd clenched at my hair. "YOU BASTARD!" I shouted.

"It's not supposed to be this way! Why is it like this!?" I sighed as tears began to fall down my face. "I am a literal mess, holy shit."

I felt like an immature child, throwing a fit over something. It was embarrassing to act like this, yet I still did. Right then, it was the only way I knew how to react. I wanted to scream and punch my feelings away but I couldn't. I would just love to smash Jumin's face in while I'm in this angry rage.

Then a knock a door snapped me out of my crying fit. I rubbed my eyes and stood up, looking in the mirror quickly to see if I was okay looking enough. I opened the door with a bright smile only to see I wasted it on Yoosung.

"Oh, hey buddy!" I waved and kept up my smile. Yoosung looked up at me heavily concerned.

"Are you okay!? You look like you cried! Is there anything I can do for you?" Yoosung grabbed on to my shirt and stared up at me with his adorable puppy dog eyes. "You're my only friend so you can't be sad!"

I sighed and face palmed, peeking at him throw my fingers. He was always a good looking considerate guy. If he wasn't a shut in he'd have a date by now. I slightly smile at him, a thought a appearing in my head.

"You are at the legal drinking age, right?"

Before I knew it me and Yoosung were chugging drinks left and right. Just having a grand ole time. I'm not attracted to him in anyway so no way the Jumin "Incident." He is a fun guy to drink with, mainly because he can't hold a drink and he's one of those weirdly fun and emotional drunks. He's always spilling funny secrets, like when one time when we all went to the beach and played with water balloons he filled one with dog piss and threw it at Seven's face. He has yet to know to this day.

"And then, she said WE'LL GET MARRIED and laughed at me," He scowled and clenched on to his can as I stifle my laughter. "I wanted to get MARRIED, Zen!"

He crawled over, grabbing the collar of my shirt, making my laughter escape. He pulled me close and said in a low voice. "FUCKING. MARRIED." His eyes watered up and he laid against my chest starting to randomly sob.

"Yoosung, Calm down." I laughed while patted his back.

"She didn't even humor me, Zen. Not even a little." Yoosung cried even harder and gripped to my shirt. "A FAKE WEDDING WOULD'VE BEEN FINE. I MEAN SHE WAS SIXTEEN AND I WAS FIVE. IT WOULD'VE BEEN FREAKING ADORABLE."

"Yes, yes it would've." I drunkenly laughed and grabbed another can that was in the case beside me. "It would've been soooo adorable. I'd be your best man riiight?"

"Of course! Of course, Of course! Best man and we'd score ya the best date." He said, his voice being muffled. "Maybe some hot hooker, or Jaehee, or.....Juuuumin?"

I looked up thoughtfully and laughed. "Imagine Jumin in a bridesmaid dress." A nice short....dress based of the brides. With a corset on his left hand and his hair clipped back. "That would be...hot."

"True, True. Jumin isn't that hot though." Yoosung said, letting go of me and backing away to look up at me.

"Yeah true."

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"HE'S FUCKING BEAUTIFUL!" Yoosung screeches.

"I KNOW."