Love with circumstances [Jumin x Zen] {On Hold}

Memories ?...

There Zen was, at Jumin's house, eating Dinner with him and living there because of some stupid joke Seven made. God, how pissed he was. A maid poured both of them the expensive wine into the glass. Zen flicked with his tongue, giving a sign that he still thought that expensive things are stupid. Jumin, of course noticed that and rolled his eyes. After the maid finished that, she left. Zen's gaze was glued on the wine. "Bon Appetit." Jumin said, looked at Zen and then to his food before He then started to eat. "Yeah … good Appetit …" The pale actor mumbled a bit annoyed and as well started to eat. Both of them took a few sips of Wine from time to  time, and soon they started talking to each other.

"Jerk … why do you always have a purple tissue in your freaking suit ?" Zen started the conversation with a question and the other raised an eyebrow, not expecting Zen to Start a conversation with him. "I have my reasons." Was the only answer the grey eyed male gave. Zen took another sip of the wine. Both already had two glasses of Wine. They weren't really drunk, but on the way to get drunk. "Y'know … when I was young … I ran away from home … and a little boy, I can't really remember what He looked like, gave me a purple tissue …" The actors voice slowly faded as a small smile appeared on his lips. What a rare view, Zen never smiled when he was with Jumin. He then took out the purple tissue he talked about. Jumin's eyed immediately widened. That's was his … he clearly remember how he gave it to someone with white hair and red eyes when he was a little kid. But … Zen couldn't be it, right ? But … why did he have this ? Jumin's heart started to beat faster as he took a deep breath to calm himself down. He was clearly confused. "Excuse me." He then said, stood up and went into the bathroom. Zen had a confused look on his face as he looked After the other.

Once the Black - Brown haired director was in the bathroom, he closed the big Black door and took another deep breath. "Was He really ?" Jumin didn't want to believe the fact that the actor who always talked about himself was the little boy from 15 years ago. He then finally was able to calm himself down. He actually didn't want to admit it … but the boy from back then was quite beautiful … he then shook his head, trying to get everything out of his mind again. Once He succesfully removed all the thoughts out of his head, he went down to the kitchen again and sat down on his chair. "My apologies." He said and looked at Zen, but the actor only shook his head. The smile that graced his lips faded as he parted his lips to say something. "You … you are the Person from 15 years ago … right ?" Zen asked, his eyes glued on the tissue, but Jumin only stood up again. "We should head to bed, it's late." Without saying another word, he turned around and went to his room, sighing. Zen, the actor stood as well up and headed to his room, there he sat down, thinking. One of the maids cleaned the dishes.

Two hours already passed and both of them were Still awake. Zen decided to ask Jumin again, wanting a clear answer from the other. So he stood up, hands into fists as he walked down the corridor to Jumin's room. Once He arrived there, he knocked on the door and from behind it a loud, "Come in." Could be heard. So the male with the pale skin opened the door and as Jumin noticed who stood there, he only sighed.

"You are the Person from for 15 years ago, right ?" Zen again asked, the expression on his face turned into a serious one. He was determined to get an answer.