IDIOT ZEN:

                                         he  was  EXPECTING  it  –  just  maybe  not  as  dramatically  as  it’s  presented.                    crimson  hues  are  WIDE  SET  as  he  hears  the  other  ;  then  his  door  is  thrown  open  &  the  only  thing  he  can  really  think  about  is  how  much  money  it’s  going  to  cost  to  fix  the  damn  thing…           he’d  been  busy  running  through  lines  with  himself  in  a  mirror  –  so  he’s  awkwardly  standing  there  when  luciel  comes  at  him.                  a  SHEEPISH  GRIN  is  all  he  can  really  offer  –  that,            &  an  awkward  clearing  of  his  throat.           

                                       ❛    i—–       can’t  really  say  i  DO  ;  jaehee’s  never  lectured  me  before…    ❜             he  eyes  the  picture  presented  &  bats  dark  lashes  –  feigning  innocence.            ❛      i  COULD  have  just  told  the  truth…                          this  is  the  only  way  i  can  BRAG,         luciel  !                          i’m  PROUD  of  you  –   so  WHAT  if  my  fans  don’t  like  it  ?                           they’ll  be  happy  that  i’m  happy.    ❜                a  purse  of  his  lips  ;  he’s  not  foolish  enough  to  believe  that  to  be  the  case.               a  sigh  before  he  takes  the  others  hand,                 tugging  him  with  him  to  the  kitchen,               where  there  weren’t  any  windows  for  the  girls  outside  to  peer  down  into  his  apartment  –  mental  note:  buy  curtain… 

                                           ❛       baby…     ❜                     the  endearment  is  obvious  on  his  tongue,                his  smile  defusing.                      ❛       i  didn’t  show  your  face  in  the  picture.            i  never  will.             jaehee’s  the  only  one  who  knows  –  &  that’s  just  because  she’s  ALWAYS  been  able  to  see  through  your  outfits.      ❜

there was a hard roll of his eyes as he listened. excuses. although he allowed himself to be lead only to prop himself against the counter folding arms firmly over chest.     A WALL   a structure of nails and broken glass building up. only a natural part of his state when someone over step that line.   although Zen was beyond it.    a quick snatch of a magazine that he rolled and popped the other gently with little force, on the back of the others head. tossing it back to it’s place as his irritation shot electric waves at the other.      ❛   don’t baby me I’m pissed at you. ❜

he was rubbing the nape of his neck now, harshly. bruising skin crimson to match hair as his jaw clamped harder.         ❛  AAAIIISSHHH ! ❜      there was so much he was angry about and it wasn’t even directly towards the other male. well not all of it. hands now dragging down his face as he sucked in a breath and slowly exhaled.    deep breathes , don’t say anything you’ll regret    who cares it shouldn’t have gone this far in the first place.   IN TOO DEEP   drowning in a wave of emotion he wasn’t suppose to be feeling.

                ❛  o -k-ay ~ … you … are famous. I … am suppose to be dead in many different countries that shall not be named. you might have control of this image NOW … but for once Zen  THINK.   damn it !   this is exactly what I meant by you needed to stay away! ❜

that wasn’t full control like he planned and his own words made him wince but glare away.    useless feelings.    no he couldn’t say that, he couldn’t be that cruel.    though the part of him wanting to protect , wanted him to.     the last thing he wanted to see was Zen hurt by his actions, by his job, by his past. face now hiding in hands there was a groan beneath breath. it was never suppose to work out like this. it was suppose to be the opposite of this. whatever this was anyway. glasses were removed as he rubbed at temples.  ❛  you should never be proud of someone like me. you are suppose to be happy and with someone that won’t lead you to death. ❜