#day 9 secrets
For@mysme-fictober2020prompt list
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@juminweek2019 Day 5:
Teavs.Coffee(vaguely! Sorry, couldn’t come up with anything else that centered around coffee! LOL)Day 9: Secrets (had to italicize because it won’t center or use the font for entering and exiting the chatroom that I used, roll with it)
Zen has entered the chatroom
Zen: Hello Jaehee, have you been up long?
Jaehee: Zen! It’s good to talk to you. Frankly, I have been at my desk for the past hour.
Zen: In the office already? That CEO in line is such a task master! Just because he comes in so early doesn’t mean you have to.
Jaehee: Actually, Mr. Han has yet to make an appearance.
Jumin has entered the chatroom
Zen: Speak of the devil! Why do you always come in right after me? How do you know?
Jumin: I’m sure I don’t know what you mean. I have better things to do than to see if you are in the chat before I come in. Assistant Kang, have you pulled the files I asked for yesterday?
Jaehee: Yes sir, they are on your desk and have been checked for typos.
Jumin: Excellent. I look forward to reviewing the new merger.
Zen: You are some piece of work Trust fund kid! Making Jaehee work while you laze about all morning!
Zen: Jaehee, have you even had your coffee yet? The least you can do is bring her in her coffee Mr. Moneybags!
Jumin: Is that something you would appreciate Assistant Kang? I could have the concierge deliver one for you ASAP.
Jaehee: That is not necessary Mr. Han. I am well into my second cup of the morning and should not indulge in more.
Jumin: I see, it would seem that Zen’s suggestion was erroneous, as per usual. I should learn not to listen to him.
Zen: Excuse me! I would appreciate it if you would not talk over me! I’m right here!
Jumin: Certainly, if you wish. I have decided not to take your advice from now on Zen, it seems as if it is almost always incorrect.
Jaehee: Sir, that is not accurate. I would indeed enjoy a cup of coffee. However, at this time, I have already had my fill. His suggestion was a good one.
Zen: You tell him Jaehee!
Jumin: I am afraid I must not accept your perspective, as you seem to defend Zen at every opportunity. I believe you are biased.
Jaehee:Sir!
Zen: How dare you! Only your opinion is correct?
Jumin: Certainly, since it is my opinion that counts to me.
Zen: What an entitled comment! I swear!Jumin: Nonetheless, this conversation must end, I must get ready to commence my day. I shall see you when I get in Assistant Kang.
Jaehee: Yes sir.
Jumin has left the chatroom
Zen: Why that! Make him give you all the coffee you want Jaehee! You deserve it.
Jaehee: Thank you Zen, I do appreciate your effort. I should get back to work now, enjoy your day off.
Zen: I’ll try. It’s hard to fill the day on my own. Have a good day, and don’t let that trust fund jerk get to you.
Jaehee has left the chatroom
Zen has left the chatroom
“We really should tell the rest of the RFA.” Jumin said softly.
“I know, but it’s so much fun this way.” Zen set his phone down and snuggled closer to Jumin. They lay tangled together in Jumin’s immense bed, the expensive satin sheet caressing their naked bodies. It had been Zen’s fault Jumin was late for work. Days off were few and far between for the actor, preferring to have his days filled with appointments and practice. But this wasn’t so bad.
“I could take the day off as well; Assistant Kang can handle things at the office.” Jumin suggested, stroking Zen’s silver hair, letting the strands fall between his fingers.
“No no, that would peak Jaehee’s curiosity. I like this game.”
“You mean you like taking swipes at me.”
Zen chuckled, Jumin was right, he enjoyed the back and forth.
“I know I know.”
“It has been fun keeping you to myself. But I believe I am ready to let the world know about the man I love.” Jumin murmured into Zen’s hair. Said man pushed himself up on his elbows and directed his crimson gaze towards the dark grey beautiful orbs of the director.
“Love?” he asked.
“Of course, with all my heart.” Jumin swept some loose strands behind Zen’s delicate ear, his fingertips relishing in the soft firmness of the albino’s skin. Never had he envisioned anything more beautiful than the man in his arms right now.
“You do know how to get what you want, don’t you?” Zen smiled.
“I try. But this time, it is your choice, I want you to want me because you desire me, and love me, not because I can persuade you with my words.” Jumin offered in all sincerity.
“Tell me again.” Zen coaxed, eyes lidded, lips pouting.
“I love you.” Jumin stated simply and firmly.
Zen lowered himself and pressed his lips against Jumin’s, letting his tongue linger and swirl around Jumin’s, soft moans of pleasure escaping them both. When they pulled apart Zen smirked. He picked up Jumin’s phone and handed it to the businessman.
“Make the call, I’m going to make sure you don’t leave this bed all day!”
