#saesung

Zen laughed out loud, and he laughed to the point he had to grab the edges of his stomach to try and control his laughter. God, he couldn’t believe that the RFA had bought all that crap, but then again, he was a pretty good actor. And his boyfriend had some actual sass behind his sleeve.

Said boyfriend was sitting at the other edge of the couch, his lips turned into something that Zen could only describe as a pout, how adorable. Now that he had stopped being a stubborn idiot, the albino could finally admit that Jumin Han was really handsome, and he could also be adorable.

“What are you pouting about, Jumin?” He asked, scooting closer to the entrepreneur and resting his cheek against the other’s shoulder. A soft meow was heard, and Zen had to turn a little to see Elizabeth 3rd coming over to greet them.

He was so glad he had taken allergy medicine the night before, when Jumin invited him over to his house after their make out session, and the actor was glad he decided to take the medicine again that morning, otherwise he wouldn’t be able to grab the cat and pet her.

She purred, and Zen smiled, it seemed that she liked him.

“Why are you prince charming and I’m cat mom?” Jumin whispered, and Zen felt him shuffle besides him, making him move so that he could get that comfortable position back. He also couldn’t repress the laughter, Jumin had been pouting about being called a very silly nickname.

He took slow breaths to regain the oxygen he had lost, “It must be because I’m extremely pretty and you love cats. Besides you know Saeyoung, he’s a prankster, and we’ll pull something off for him later.”

“I can agree with the part of you being pretty.” The entrepreneur mumbled, and the smirk that appeared over his face as Zen blushed couldn’t be more of a warning. But Jumin knew self control… kind off. However, he still leaned in, and placed a very chaste kiss over Zen’s lips that left him wanting for more.

“So, the plan is that you call Saeran and I will call Yoosung, right?” He asked, sitting in Jumin’s lap so that the older could also pet the white haired beauty he had as a cat. Elizabeth the third seemed happy with the amount of attention she was getting, and she curled up, falling asleep not even five minutes later.

“That’s what you told me. I will have Saeran meet me at the café Yoosung dragged us to some time ago, and I will purposely set myself a fake meeting today that doesn’t allow me to get there in time, or at all.” Jumin said, focusing his attention on the man in his lap now, since his cat was already tired and sleeping.

“We still have to stalk, I mean, watch them so you better get your ass to be on time after we leave them both alone. I will call Yoosung under the excuse we never talked about the person he liked.” Zen mumbled, pouting a little at the idea of his boyfriend not showing up for the reven- matchmaking.

“Sure thing, love.” Jumin whispered, shuffling even more than before. And the next thing Zen knew, he got the chills due to Jumin kissing over a sensitive spot in his neck.

“Not now, Jumin~” He whined, pulling away from the other’s grasp. He had to keep the marks and bruised to a minimum, make up did cost, and he knew that some would be visible even without the cosmetics.

Curse Jumin Han and his strong grip.

He looked over to where he had left Jumin, and realized that the raven had been staring at him all the time, the familiar pout present in his lips.

Zen was stronger than that, he wouldn’t be able to fall for a simple pout. At all. … Damn.

He sighed, threading his fingers through his silver locks. “Fine, just don’t leave any visible marks, asshole.”

The older smirked, and while Zen was patiently waiting for the things that would happen, he knew they were also trouble. In a way.

***

Yoosung wiggled around nervously in his seat as he waited for Zen to arrive. When the actor called him to apologize and ask if he still wanted to talk about whom he liked, he knew he had to go along or Zen would find out he had lied to him. But what was he going to say? Making up things was easy behind a screen…

Why oh why did he have to use the excuse that he liked someone? He didn’t know what it was like to be deeply in love. It was why he went to Seven’s home and played LOLOL with Saeran instead when he asked Zen to meet Jumin this this very café. They had fun and it made him sad when Saeran retreated back into his cranky shell so now and then, but that wasn’t the same as love! Someone like Zen was bound to see through that right away!

He nearly jumped up from his chair when the familiar white-haired man sat down and waved a hand in his face.

“Wow, you must have it bad if you didn’t see me coming!” Zen laughed, his white coat already across his lap.

Yoosung blushed, and hoped Zen thought it was because of his non-existent crush. “Hi Zen! How have you been?” He said, as cheery as possible.

“Good. Busy, just like you I bet. Lots of dance practice. Glad I’m not doing a shitty commercial at least.” The older man sighed, brushing a hand through his long hair.

Oh, that’s right. The RFA were still trying to get the two older men together. Seeing as Zen started talking about him means Jumin must still be on his mind. This was his chance to find out what happened and at the same time, distract Zen from why he’s here. “What is up with you and Jumin? Why are you guys fighting so much?”

“I don’t want to talk about that pompous jerk.” Zen crossed his arms, face like thunder, cutting off any further conversation. Crap, that didn’t go the way he wanted it to.

The actor was relentless, continuing onto the subject Yoosung wanted to avoid. “Tell me about this person you like. Do they study at Sky University as well? If you know what they’re into, you can try to get to know them better that way.”

“Erm…” Crap crap crap, he really should have made someone up before he came here!

A waitress came by to take their orders and Yoosung tried to stall as long as possible by fiddling with the plastic menu, but when she got annoyed after she asked for the second time if she should come back later, he ended up ordering a latte he didn’t want. Zen looked rather amused for some reason and that made him more nervous.

Maybe he could get inspiration from a random person walking outside. He peered through the large window at people passing by, picking out one that caught his eye.

“Well, they have red hair…” Yoosung started, then trailed off. Red hair? How much of coincidence did it have to be that the person had the same color as the Choi twins?

Wait a second, was that red-haired person walking into the café? He must have stared too long, because Zen turned around as well towards the café’s entrance. Hold on, this wasn’t any red-haired person!

“Saeran?” The blond became super flustered, realizing the person he had associated the color with turned out to be that very person.

The more sober twin raised his eyebrows and went over to them, taking off his leather jacket and putting it on a nearby seat. “I didn’t know you guys were here.”

“I’m giving Yoosung relationship advice. Why are you here?” Zen’s blunt and direct explanation made Yoosung so embarrassed. It was bad enough the first time that his idea didn’t work out - to have the others, especially Saeran who had much better ideas than him, find out he was trying the same thing again made him want to vanish from sight.

If he was red, either no one noticed or no one pointed it out. “Jumin asked me to meet him here, he needs some computer advice and prefers me over Saeyoung, which doesn’t surprise me.”

The mention of Jumin made Zen frown deeply, and Saeran looked like he regretted what he said right away. “Seriously?! That cat freak is coming here? It’s bad enough he harasses me on the messenger all the time, now I have to see him wherever I go?!”

His words made Yoosung flinch. “Zen, please…”

“I swear, that asshole ruins everything. No, screw this, I don’t want to be around him. I’m out of here.” Zen grabbed his white coat and stomped off, not caring for the two young men he left behind.

***

Ah, well that screw up was completely unintentional.

Saeran stared as the albino moved in between the tables, dodging waiters and customers as he stepped out of the building, and the redhead followed him with his gaze until he couldn’t see him anymore.

Saeran had to turn when he heard his companion slump back into his seat, a very tired? Angry? Whatever that was? groan coming from his mouth. Yoosung had his elbow over the desk, and he was leaning against his hand, looking at the menu of the café like he had just lost a very important item in a LOLOL quest.

It was kind of adorable, even if Saeran wasn’t sure why that was the only word that had crossed his thoughts.

“Yoosung?” He pronounced the blonde’s name with hesitation and it may have came out quieter than he intended, but none the less, it made the blonde boy look up at him. The gamer was pouting, looking both angry and sad.

“Yeah?” Saeran could barely hear the response, seeing as Yoosung had whispered it, but he still understood.

Although he wasn’t the best with feelings, Saeyoung was always the brother who could understand things around that area easily. Heck, Saeran hadn’t noticed a girl had had a crush on him for several months until his twin pointed out. “What’s wrong?” He asked, pulling a chair and making sure it was next to his friend, close enough for hugs. Although he hoped there wouldn’t be any hugging, Saeran wasn’t the best with affection.

“It’s just… I don’t know why they’re fighting, and I really wanted them to just… confess you know? They seemed really happy a couple of weeks ago…” The younger started to ramble and ramble, beginning to get worked up about the two members of the RFA now completely hating each other.

By the end of Yoosung’s babbling, the blonde was close to tears, and Saeran would first go to hell if he allowed that to happen. Seeing his friend cry would only make his heart hurt and shatter in pain, everyone knew Yoosung had one of the purest hearts in the RFA and no one wanted him to be sad.

“Yoosung, it’s going to be okay.” Saeran said, refusing to make direct eye contact when the person he was addressing looked up at him. “Just give them time, alright? It’s probably better if they fix this on their own.”

“That’s the problem, Saeran! What if they don’t?” The hacker heard Yoosung sniffing, and that’s when he knew he had to do something otherwise he would officially label himself as the worst friend ever.

“They will. Now, why don’t we go for ice cream? And then we could stop by the arcade… If you’d like.”

From the corner of his eyes, he saw how Yoosung started to grin and bounce like an overexcited child in his seat. The older mimicked his expression, if his friend was happy, so was he.

And then he had to ignore the blush that rose to his cheeks when the blonde pulled him out of the café, holding his hand to look for the perfect ice cream parlor.

***

Across the café, sitting on a bench conveniently hidden by trees in the park, Jumin saw his beautiful boyfriend smirk as Yoosung and Saeran left holding hands. Their revenge plan was well on its way, but all he wanted to do was stare at Zen. Feeling particularly naughty, Jumin brushed Zen’s leg with his own.

“Jumin! Stop getting distracted, we’re on a stakeout, remember?” Zen blushed while trying to see where the younger members of the RFA were going. Interestingly enough, he didn’t move his leg away, which pleased the executive greatly.

“It’s not like we can see them anymore, and they’re pretty much helping themselves.” His fingers trailed over Zen’s hand and dipped into his sleeve, making the actor bite his lip.

“O-Oi babe, we’re in public. Do you want the RFA to find out about us through gossip magazines?”

Jumin chuckled. He couldn’t help it, Zen responded so wonderfully to his touches. To his surprise, Zen took his hand and carefully placed one of his fingertips against his lips, making it trace the soft surface. “Let’s follow them a bit longer to make sure, then we can go to my home.”