The events in this story starts after the ending of the game. Not the After Ending and doesn't align with the After Ending either. It's just my imagination of the continuation of the lives after the party :)
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Ha Eun sweep her eyes across the room. Breathing in the air, a faint smell of foods mixed with wine. Chattering voices, glittering dresses, gleaming tuxedos.
She closed she eyes and took another deep breath.
'I made this possible. '
This party.
It was like a dream, when one day her life took a drastic turn because of a mere phone. Since then, she was locked inside an apartment, suffered a bomb threat, a kidnapping attempt.
But still the party was held. Her work showing its result, with the help of the rest of RFA's members. And of course, the one and only, Zen.
Ha Eun looked around, trying to find the silver-haired man. His hair stood out, for sure, his face as well. She found him talking with a designer, well she'll let him be. She can sometimes feel his sharp eyes looking out for her even from a distance.
Ha Eun walked from the corner of the room towards the terrace outside. She had worn a dress Jumin brought, since she had stayed at Zen's. But really Jumin and his tastes, the stilettos is starting to kill her.
She sat down and removed the straps of the heels, letting it dangle by the edge of her feet. She stared out to the night sky. As time goes by with each passing seconds, her real life is coming. She couldn't spend her full time hosting parties, replying emails, chatting with the RFA members. Unless she worked like Seven. But Seven is a hacker and she's not.
Zen doesn't even know who she really was.
She felt a soft fabric on her back. Zen was there with his suit on her back.
"I'm not cold.", she replied.
"Well you should be. The night air is not good for the body.", he replied.
He handed her a glass of water. She smiled inside, he just seem to know everything.
"Said the person who drinks, smokes and speeds on a bike when he's upset.", she teased him.
His serious façade drops as Ha Eun grins in glory.
"Ya! I know the bike was a bad habit, and I'm trying to stop. The smoking….. I stopped! You should ask Jumin about that! Well the drinking…. Drinking…."
Ha Eun places her hand on his strong arm softly, signalling for him to stop. He closes in at her.
"You did a very great job today."
Ha Eun closes her eyes as Zen's face comes near and he sealed her lips with his. At first, it was sweet, loving and gentle. Ha Eun replied him back and he became hungry and passionate. His hand travelled to the back of her neck, angling her towards him.
*cough**cough*
The sound snaps Ha Eun's eyes open. She saw Zen rolling his eyes at the person behind her. She looked back and found Jumin at the door.
"Sorry if I disturbed….."
"Yes you do!", cut Zen off.
"But a guest wants to see you before he leaves.", replied Jumin.
Ha Eun straighten up her shirt and hair.
"Oh right, I'm still the party coordinator till the night ends."
"It's the Oil Prince and his oil truck.", Jumin said.
She leaned down to tie her straps back but not before Zen stopped her. He knelt down and placed her feet on his knee, a gesture so gentle, she couldn't believe the hungry man that tasted her lips before was the same man.
He gave his hand towards Ha Eun to accompany her back to the room.
Earlier that day, Zen gave a speech to clear his name and won the people with it. Even though he wanted to reveal their relationship, Ha Eun stopped him with Jumin's support and Jaehee's. Most of them are against the idea of exposing her to the public. She told him, this was their private life. It took a lot of talk to convince him to do that.
It was quite the challenge itself, Ha Eun had arrived to prepare for the party with Jaehee and Zen a while later. With all the press inside the room, they had to keep a distance or act like normal friends.
But now with the guests leaving gradually, Zen can make up for the things he wasn't able to do until now.
Ha Eun didn't know how the time passes, or how did she end up inside one of Jumin's car, sleeping on Zen's lap as the car drives through the city. Perhaps she was too tired, after a while of being indoors, to suddenly host a party can be energy consuming.
She can feel Zen's warm hand on her back even through the fabric of his suit on her. Her other hand gently caressing her.
He leaned down to her hears and whispers a gentle warning.
Rest up, because you won't have any rest when we get home.
She smiled contently and went back to her slumber.
This is the real life. With the rising sun and its rays entering Zen's apartment, Ha Eun's real life starts again.
She got out of bed carefully, not to wake Zen up. Grabbed one of Zen's shirt nearby because she couldn't find hers. Wash up and prepare for work.
Jumin had brought more casual work-wear, thank goodness it's doesn't stand out despite the price tag. She tied her hair in two braids as always.
Glasses…glasses… She found one in Zen's wardrobe, a non-prescription glasses. Well, such stylish narcissist should have one right?
She wrote a note in the kitchen and went to the bed, to a still sleeping Zen.
"Oppa….", she called softly," I'm off to work."
Zen wriggled, still with his eyes closed.
"Stay in today….."
"I can't, I've been missing for over 2 weeks. I'll see you tonight and I'll tell you everything."
She leaned in to give Zen a kiss goodbye, on his cheeks, but he pointed at his lips, demanding more. And he got it.
Before she opened the door, Ha Eun wore the glasses. It's her time to return to the normal Ha Eun. With her body slightly forward, head down and eyes that avoided everything.
To be continued ...
That's it for Chapter 1! Too short? I know, lol. What do you think about the story? Drop a review, tell me what you think.
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UPDATE:
Since Zen is always linked with his beasty side, there is a ...
Smutty chapter continuation! I posted it on my tumblr, but turns out I couldn't paste any links in here . you can look up my tumblr : .com
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Anyways, if you want to read it, message me and I'll send you the link!
Since it contains explicit content, please read at your own discretion.
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