An intimate scene... (Jumin x Zen smut)

Practising at Jumin's house

Jesus fucking christ. Seriously?! I have to put up with him now! Of all things and times, it's now! I feel like dying right here on this sofa. The suicide note'll say, "I committed suicide because I was forced to practice lines with Jumin Han, and I decided this is much better." And then he'll be sued! Ha! Take that, trust-fund! Before I know it, Driver Kim arrives at my building in a black BMW, as expected. I walk down and enter the car, with only terrible expectations of this experience. But one thing crosses my mind: why doesn't he mind? Whenever I ask him something, he replies contently, like he doesn't hate me! Is it just me that hates him, or is there something wrong with him?! I don't get it! The car comes to a stop, and we arrive at Jumin's house. It's a mansion, unsurprisingly. He's waiting at the door, emotionless as always.

"Hello, Zen. Welcome-"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. I get it, trust-fund-kid. Can we just get this over with?"

"Well, if that's what you want, let me lead you to the living room. We can practice there." We head to the living room, and he sits down on a couch, offering me to sit. I ignore his offer, and only stand in front of the opposite couch. "Wine? Before we start?"

"No, idiot. That's going to ruin my acting."

"Ok then. Tell me, what does your character do in this scene?" Holy shit my face got hotter as soon as he said that.

"JUST READ IT YOURSELF IDIOT!" I throw the script at him, because no fucking ways am I going to explain it. That's a death wish. He reads a little bit, and then looks up.

"Are we going to act this?"

"No! NO WAY!" He sighs and stands up, starting towards me. He keeps walking until I drop onto the sofa, and leans over me, getting closer and closer, noses almost touching. His grey eyes stare at me intently, heating my face up even more.

"Then what's the point of practising your lines with me? You might as well as practice them by yourself." I can't handle it anymore, so I just end up pushing him away. 

"Can't you cover the other lines and not act?!"

"Pathetic. Truly pathetic. You really aren't a good actor." I stand up in rage, instead, starting towards him this time. 

"What did you just say?! Some things you say are stupid but this is just wrong! I'll show you!" I push Jumin against the wall, playing the male character, my foot inbetween his feet and faces opposite each other. Wait... what am I doing?

"Come on. I'm sure the girl doesn't wait all day."

"Are you really sure-" He cuts me off by grabbing my collar and bringing his lips to mine. Why does it taste so warm and sweet? And a particular type of sweet? I shouldn't be enjoying this!

"Why did you stop?"

"What do you mean 'why did-"

"The woman doesn't stop. At all."

"You-" He cuts me off again by not just kissing me, but bringing his tongue into my mouth. And the particular type of sweet is wine! While his tongue swerves around mine, he slowly puts his hand through my hair. Everything is making me numb, the sweetness, his hands, and then I realise- I'm hard. Seriously?! By this guy?! Why am I being turned on by him?! That's not right! Like he's noticed something, his hand stops stroking my hair and instead starts touching my crotch. Wait- no no NO! I get hard and then this?! We are not going that far! "What are you doing?! Idiot!"

"Doing what the woman does. This woman... she notices you want her so she grabs it."

"No she doesn't do that! This is only a minor scene!"