{~MysticMessenger One Shots~}

Zen•Reader

{Tbh this one took a while to think up. Lolol thanks Kylie for the help. Sorry this sucks it's like 12:30 in the morning...}

"What the fuck is you issue Tim! Can you at least tell me why you're breaking up with me?" You were furious. Your boyfriend of two years, suddenly had broken up with you. "I don't know. Maybe because you're a psycho BITCH!" You stood in your shared bedroom, astonished. "Really...You can't say anything Tim! You come home at fucking three in the morning stoned and drunk and you're called my the psycho?!" Tears were running down your cheeks now and you looked away from him, knowing what was coming next. Tim took two long, strong strides and slapped you square on the cheek. Your initial instinct was to grab your cheek but you resisted, clenching your fists. "get out..." "What?" He said crossing his arms. "I SAID GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE! GO AND NEVER COME BACK AGAIN!" He hurried out and you were there alone. You eventually composed yourself and made your way out of the door. Your only relief now was work and, frankly, you enjoyed work. You were an actor and the performance your were in was particularly thrilling. Your mind wandered as you drove to the theater, thinking things like: What did I do to deserve Tim's shit? Before you knew it you had made it to your work space. You sighed and pulled out your facility issued ID to get into the place. You went to the counter in the front to get signed in and turned you head to see your costar, Zen. "Hey!" You said waving. "Oh, hey Y/N! How was your weekend?" "Oh, nothing special. I just spent it at home with my...boyfriend." Your voice faded as you said the last word, Not anymore... You shook that thought out of your mind and thought, The rest of today is going to good. "Hey, you alright?" Zen snapped you back into reality, "You don't look to good." Zen said, placing a caring hand on your shoulder. You just nodded and proceeded to walk into the actual theater. Hours and hours of acting and filming exhausted you, so you immediately went to your trailer and took a load off. You were so tired and upset that you cried yourself to sleep. The pounding on your door woke you up and you ran to it. "One sec!" You yelled trying to at least straighten up the trailer. The door suddenly opened to reveal Zen with a sad look on his face. "Oh,uh...come in I guess." You said not even trying to hide your sorrow. "Listen, you just seem so out of it and I feel like something's wrong. Look, the director told me to talk to you, he said that whatever is going on is reflecting in your acting..." You just sat on your couch and looked at the ground. Zen came over and sat next to you and placed his hand on your back. "Y/N, you can tell me anything, I won't judge you..." You looked at him and gave him a weak smile. "T-Thanks Zen...but I don't feel like talking about it." "Hey, that's fine. You don't have to." You smiled at him and got up, "Well, lets go film a damn movie." He laughed and lead you to the theater. A couple weeks went by and you were still upset over the break up. Zen took notice to it and one day during a fairly long break came to you trailer. "Oh hey Zen...come in." "Thanks. Y/N you've been really upset lately and it's been bugging me to know what is making you like this way." You looked up from your phone, already crying. "Sorry! I'm so sorry I didn't mean to make you cry!" He said sitting on the couch next to you. "No Zen, it just that...I broke up with my boyfriend of two years and he...already fucking moved on..." You turned your phone to him and showed Zen a photo of Tim with some slut, making out. "Oh..." was all he could say and then hugged you. "Zen...I" you stared but then was shut up by Zen's lips against yours. You kissed him back and broke away. "I'm sorry, I hope I can make it better." He said and kissed your forehead. He exited the trailer and left you sitting there with a big smile on your face. The first one you have had in weeks.

{And here we have "shit". Lolol it sucked. I'm fucking tired tbh...I wanna sleep}