A/N: Hi I'm back - I have edited this chapter and will continue writing it.
Very smutty. You have been warned. :P
CHAPTER 1 - WILL YOU STILL ACCEPT ME?
Zen's facial expression is nowhere near the word relaxed. Single eyebrow raised and his mouth is turned down just enough to not look amused. He was seated on one chair of six surrounding a round table and giving off a cold and gloomy vibe. Jaehee, Yoosung and Seven were busy chatting on the messenger.
Jaehee: Seven! Confess! What did you do to him?!
Seven: Why me? I'm innocent!
*Jaehee's gloomy facing the wall emoji popped out* [emoji link]
Yoosung: He looks scary! . Haven't seen this face for a long a time!
Jaehee: Should I take a picture?
Seven: lolololol Jaehee, fangirling much?
Jaehee: shh! It's called preservation!
*confused Yoosung emoji popped out* [emoji link]
Yoosung: By the way, Jaeheee. Where's Seol?
Seven: Yeah! Where's the princess, I mean queen, since she's already married?!
Jaehee: Why are you asking me? Shouldn't you ask the husband? And please don't call her princess, Zen will be more frightening if you do.
*Seven's teary emoji popped out* [emoji link]
Seven: Save me Jaehee!
Yoosung: Nothing's happening yet, you're still safe Seven.
*angry Zen emoji popped out*
Startled by this, Jaehee almost dropped her phone, Yoosung stiffened on his seat and Seven's reflexes were quite quick to hide his phone in his pocket.
"Uhm, Zen, we were just talking about… uhm… uhm…" Jaehee's struggling to find the right words to say.
"Where's Seol?" He asked nonchalantly though his eyes clearly displayed his worry.
Confused by his question, she glanced at the two beside her. "I thought she's coming with you~"
Zen leaned his back on the chair's backrest. "She left early this morning. I don't know where she is."
"What? Maybe she went to the café or something." Yoosung reasoned out.
"No. She wasn't there. I came from the café, only the employees were there."
"Did you call her?" Jaehee asked.
"I did. Several times. Her phone is turned off." Zen answered dully.
Jaehee changed her sitting position and looked at Zen. "How about her family? Her friends? Have you contacted anyone, maybe she's with them."
Seven gulped and sat straight on his seat then reached for his drink and gulped it all. Zen, on the otherhand, suddenly felt a tingle of guilt. 'Family? Friends? I have no idea who I can contact. Sh*t. He cursed at himself. He realized how ignorant he is of his own wife's life before they met. How could he be so insensitive to not even ask about them, he then remembered that no one from her of their family attended their wedding. Not parents, siblings, relatives or even friends came from Seol's side attended.
"I... She never mentioned anything about them. I should've asked. I'm such selfish jerk.." He mumbled a curse, placing his one palm on his forehead. He felt so bad not even prying on his own wife's life. What is wrong with him, he asked himself.
"Come to think of it, she never mentioned anything about her past. Maybe not to me, but maybe to you?" Yoosung looked at them one by one but sadly everyone is clueless.
Zen's felt a stab on his chest. Yoosung is right. Was he too busy talking about himself all the time? 'You clueless jerk. I'm getting mad at her when I don't even have an idea of what she was before. Idiot!' He scolded himself. She was the one who was always checking up on him about his parents and career but never did he ask anything about her past before she joined the RFA. He doesn't even know whether her parents are still alive, does she have a sibling, or why does she lives alone in the city.
Realizing Yoosung's point, Jaehee nodded. "Yeah, you're right. Even when she joined, we did asked a little but due to the secrecy of her identity that time, we weren't able to know anything useful."
"I feel so bad right now." Yoosung sobbed, he was so happy seeing a new face in RFA, he was welcoming and trusting her so much, but, why is it that none of them ever asked about Seol's life.
"Why is everyone looking like the newly opened café is bankrupt." A manly but monotonous voice spoke up behind the three. He sat in between Jaehee and Seven.
"I suppose that was a joke Mr. Han but I would like to clarify that stupid theory of yours. The café is very much alive and profiting more than C&R."
"Wow. Jaehee's gotten bolder after resigning." Yoosung said in pure admiration.
"Well, that was just an exaggeration. To say it's profiting more than the C&R is a bit too much. But yes, the café is doing great."
"Wow. Jaehee's quickly taking back what she said in seconds after saying it, amazing." Seven sarcastically copied Yoosung.
"I'm going to take that as a compliment even if it doesn't sound like one."
"Why is Zen looking like the Grinch?" Jumin mocked.
"Shut up." Zen cursed not bothering to even look at the newcomer.
"Mr. Han, do you by any chance know anything about Seol before she joined the organization?" Jaehee asked.
Jumin looked at her with a puzzled look, then directed his eyes on the husband. "Shouldn't you be asking him and not me?"
Jaehee looked at Zen cautiously as trying not to offend him. "We have been talking about Seol but none of us have any idea about her. We are very disappointed at ourselves right now, even Zen has cursed several times at himself for..." She looked at him again. "I mean, she rarely talk about herself, we chose not to pry."
"Well… " Everyone were on the edge of their seats, waiting for an answer, all except Seven. Jumin looked at them, they look all thirsty for information. "That is a nice way of saying that Zen is clueless about his own wife."
Insulted by Jumin's words, he remained quiet. Jumin is not wrong with his statement, he knows he deserved every harsh word he said.
Jumin understood Zen's facial expression. The narcistic actor seemed to be reflecting on his own ignorance. "I also do not know about that but there's someone who knows a lot about Seol." His eyes instantly traveled to where Seven is sitting. The three looked at Seven with great anticipation and hope, they felt so stupid to not even ask the hacker beside them.
Seven felt extreme discomfort on his seat. He swallowed dry saliva. "Ohh," He smiled at them.
Jaehee spoke up first, "I hate to admit but I feel so stupid right now."
"I always feel stupid but I've never felt this extreme stupidity ever before." Yoosung chimed in. "Seven, oh my goodness. Why aren't you even talking all this time?!"
Zen lifted his head and glared at the shaking Seven. "Choi Saeyoung, speak up. You said before that she's not harmless to the RFA, what does that suppose to mean? Didn't you do a background check on her before?" Zen glared at Seven. "Aren't you the best hacker in the world? Or maybe not."
"Of course I am!" Seven huffed. He took a deep breath and let out a small sigh. "But to be honest, I reached a dead end when I was hacking and looking for information about her. I only found her records four years before she joined the RFA."
"What do you mean only fours before she joined?" Yoosung curiously.
Jimin who was still standing before them spoke up, "We need more than that Seven."
"What do you mean dead end? You didn't find any?" Said Zen, not believing what Seven said. "But that's impossible!"
"I did but looks like, Seol only existed four years ago, there were no birth records of any sort. Plus, the Seol four years doesn't look like the Seol we know today." He explained further.
"EEEEH!? What do you mean?!" A trace of panic in Yoosung's tone. "She had a plastic surgery?!"
"A possibility but it also means that Seol isn't really Seol." Jumin said.
"Four years before she joined? She's 24 years old now, two years have passed since the RFA incident which means she was 18 when Seol existed, and this could only mean one thing…" Jaehee contributed. Her arms crossed on her chest.
"She changed her name or like what Yoosung said, plastic surgery." Zen spoke up. His face blank. "But why?"
Seven shrugged. "I guess you can put it that way. I don't really know." He looked away.
"Could it be she's indebted to loan sharks that's why she went into hiding and changed her name?!" A panicking and worried Yoosung cried out. "Zen…"
Zen stood up. "I'll leave first."
"Where are you going?" asked Jaehee.
"I want to know the truth."
"No. You shouldn't do that." Jumin said. He sounded serious, more serious than normal.
"I don't think you have the rights to stop me Jumin."
"Probably not but asking her to spill everything about her past won't do you any good either. She hid it for a reason, something not skin deep. But if you wish to make her feel uncomfortable, you have the rights to do so, afterall, you're the husband." He opined.
Jaehee sighed. "Zen, Mr. Han has a point. I'm afraid if we start digging about it now, we might make her uneasy. She probably chose not to talk about it for a reason or several reasons."
Zen took a seat. "I was his boyfriend for a year and half and now his husband but I know nothing about her. It makes me feel bad that I never asked her anything regarding this important information about someone whom I love, I feel so useless!"
"… and I thought Seven and V were the only ones with secrets." Yoosung said, looking down on the tiled floor. "What do we do now?"
"Nothing." Jumin said. "But if you really are curious, ask her little by little. But if you ask me, I don't really care about her past, what's more important is her identity now. I sense no hostility on her and you know how untrusting I am to other people besides the you all."
"Words of wisdom." Jaehee said, her eyes sparkling. "I agree with Mr. Han. Zen, if I may suggest, cool your head first, nothing good happens when you take things in a hurry. You two have a lifetime to know each other, as for us, we can't really pry on her, she would feel awkward if do that like the time she first joined."
Seven stood up and faced Zen, "I will check again, maybe I missed something. I can't promise you guys anything but I will see what I can do."
"I would appreciate it", Zen replied and gave a faint smile, he faced the rest of the members and bid them goodbye. Zen went home afterwards and locked himself in the bedroom, thinking a lot of things concerning Seol made him tired mentally until he fell asleep. Night came and footsteps were heard approaching their apartment's door.
A familiar face unlocked the door, finally the wife everyone was looking for has come home. As soon she entered the living she scanned the area looking for her husband's traces. "Why is it so dark in here? Zen, are you home?"
Seol walked straight to their bedroom. "OH, you're here. Why aren't you answering?" She placed her bag on the chair and took off her shoes and her jacket, revealing her white sleeveless underclothing.
Zen rose up and sat on the bed, clearly seeing the well-endowed curves of his wife's chest, he choked a little. He forcefully suppressed the beast and cleared his throat. "Where did you go? Your phone is turned off."
"What?" She grabbed her bag and looked for her phone. "Oh, battery's empty. Sorry, I forgot to charge. I'm sorry sweetie, I was in a hurry…" Feeling apologetic, she sat close to him and clung onto his arms. "Are you angry?" She looked at him, puppy-eyed. He was frowning, upset. He ignored the pleading luscious woman beside him and looked the other way.
Being completely ignored by him while trying to be persuade him made her feel a bit of embarassment that her face reddened to his gesture.
'Gahd, why is she acting so cute… It's blinding me…' He thought. 'I am so curious right now, but, I could feel the softness of her bare skin on my arm.'
She parted her arms from his and stood up. "Have you eaten?" She asked while tying her long brown hair in a bun. She frowned, her question was ignored again. "I'm sorry if I couldn't tell you earlier where I went. I have a lot in mind right now, I'm sorry." Her mouth curved down and eyes went cold. "If you're hungry, I bought some rice rolls and sushi. I left them on the table, all yours." She grabbed her bath robe and went inside the bathroom. She hanged it on one hook and turned the faucet on to fill the tub. Outside, she heard Zen went outside the bedroom. She sighed.
Zen, on his case, hurriedly went outside their bedroom to cool off the heat he was feeling. He was desperately trying his best to unsee the plump skin under Seol's shirt that kept glistening in his eyes. "Why on earth is she wearing such revealing clothes outside, what if some men notice that. I'm suppose to be angry at her for leaving without notice and I'm supposed to feel bad about how useless of a husband I am, instead, she made me feel like a man thirsty in just few seconds, sht, the things she does to me are inexplainably painful at times." He muttered to himself. His eyes hit the plastic containers on the table and decided to eat, maybe if he did, the heat will dissipate.
On the otherhand, Seol relaxed her aching muscles in the tub she half-filled with warm water. Her white porcelain-like skin glistened in the light that reflected in the water. Her meditation was interrupted by the sudden thought of her husband angry cute face, she giggled at the picture in her head. She knows he is mad at her for leaving without telling him, 'he must've been worried' she thought.
About ten minutes later, she heard a knock on the door, which she ignored just how she like what he did to her earlier in the bedroom. "Seol..." A pleading soft voice echoed from the other side of the door. She didn't answer. The door opened, Zen's head peeked at the entrance, seeing him, she rolled her eyes.
"What?" She coldly asked.
"I'm sorry…" His eyes hanging and mouth curved in an inverted U.
"Why?"
"I ignored you."
"Why?"
"I was upset."
"Why?"
"You left without telling me, I was worried sick when I couldn't contact you." His fingers fidgeting on the bathroom's wall near the door.
Their quarrels are often similar to this. Seol has this motto of 'What you give is what you get'. They would fight over small things but reconcile a few minutes later. Knowing her husband can be a narcistic sometimes, she doesn't want him to be 'too hard to handle' kind of guy.
She glared at him and later softened her eyes on him, "Okay.. I forgive you. Go back to sleep, you seem tired."
"I'm not tired and ..." he fidgetted.
She returned her eyes on him again, "and?"
"... and can I join you?" He looked at her puppy-eyed.
"Huh?"
"It's cold out here." Zen revealed himself with his nakedness with a towel wrapped around her lower abdomen.
"What? OMG." She grinned. "Seriously?" Seol's face reddened at the sight of her husband's muscular physique, her insides instantly felt throbbing and throbbing. Her eyes have been blessed.
He nodded. "Please?"
"Fine. Looks like you were going in even if I say no..."
A widest smile plastered on his face. He dropped the towel on the floor and went in the tub and sat behind her. His legs spread with her sitting on the middle. He pulled her closer to him, their skins touching. He wrapped his long arms around her bosom with each hand grabbing a big mound of skin, fondling them carefully. He buried his face on the side of her neck. "Of course... There's no way I can resist that view I saw earlier in the bedroom." He whispered on her ear causing her to groan a little. Her soft moans as he fondled her breast intensified the heat between them.
"I'm sorry I ignored you while ago." Zen apologized. He was holding her hands, her back leaning on his chest.
"Me too. Sorry if I wasn't able to accompany you today." Her hands traveled on his thighs close to his groin back and forth.
"It's okay… Uhm, sweetie. Can I ask you something?" Hesitating but he still wants to know.
"Shoot." She was looking at him.
"I'd like to meet your parents, you know, you've met mine but you never really talked about themm..." He swallowed, thinking he should've just followed Jaehee's advice.
"Hmmm… So let me guess, you were talking about me with the others, right?"
"Yeah… Kind of. Ha-ha-ha-ha. Sorry. Everyone was worried about you and guilt for not even trying to know about the person who saved RFA", he caressed her cheek and swept the strands of her on face. He could look at her face all day and not feel tired about it.
Seol took off Zen's hand on her face and fidgetted on his fingers. "What... did Seven say?" She broke away from his embrace and turned around to face him.
"Well, nothing much, he… he said he wasn't able to find a lot about you… that's all."
Grinning, she turned to her back again and leaned on that manly chest of his. "And I thought he was the best hacker. Looks like he failed."
"He did, he said the only traces he found were from four years ago before you joined us..." He was cut off.
She looked at him straight in the eyes, trying to make sure his answers will be truth to her next question, "Theen, what did guys you thought about that?"
Zen hesitated for a bit, but he thought, if he wants truth from her, he too should say what really was in his mind. "Well, there was a suggestion that you changed your name or there was... there was...plastic surgery involved..."
Seol burst a laughter to the point of tearing up, Zen was stunned to her reaction but somehow relieved.
Wiping the tear on her eye Seol reached out to Zen's chest and drew circles on 'em... "Sorry laughing but you guys are sooo imaginative... well I can't blame you, I was being mysterious while all of you are telling me everything, for that I apologize. But... do you really want to know.. I mean, I know it's unfair but..."
Seeing her expression dulled, Zen gave out a deep sigh and held his wife both cheeks and kissed her on the forehead. "You married me despite of how I am... You accepted me knowing I can be handful sometimes, you took care of us even when you yourself is struggling, you technically saved the entire association even when everyone put your life in danger... I never had any second thoughts when I decided to take you and I am the happiest because you accepted me." His lips overlapped on her and he bit her lower lip. "Nothing will make me change my mind even if you turned out to be an assassin or a psycho."
She grinned, "What the heck..." She grabbed his neck and deeply kissed the man who found her. Their tongues fought and scanned each other mouths. As soon as she felt satisfied, she let go of his neck sat on the other side of the tub facing Zen. Her arms hugged her knees and facing down at the water.
"I worked multiple jobs before and slept on different saunas before I joined RFA."
Zen's heart felt heavy. "How about your parents?"
She was quiet for a moment there. "They abandoned me when I was eight. I grew up in an orphanage with no name, no identity." A faint smile reflected on the water. She managed to hide her shaky voice. "I didn't tell you this because it was very embarassing for me, not something to brag about... I don't want to others to know as well, everyone has a family, well Seven too lived in an orphanage but he has a name that people can call him."
Zen was stunned to her revelation. He wouldn't mind if she had plastic surgery instead but hearing her dreadful past made him feel like a jerk for even asking. Now she has to recall everything that made her feel miserable. "I'm sorry I asked. You don't have to recall-" She cut him off.
She cackled. "Don't be sorry. It's not your fault. It was mine, I wasn't good enough. Anyway, I can't keep it a secret even I have wondered if I'll be able to tell you what I was before... Bringing it up just makes the atmosphere gloomy." She chuckled at herself but her eyes swelled quickly and tears started to flow endlessly. "I was also afraid that if you found out, you won't see me the same way before, it stings each time you call me a princess. I am no princess, I'm far from that. Even Cinderella was once a wealthy young lady before her father passed."
Zen's long arms reached out to her and grabbed the sobbing woman in front of him. He pulled him to his chest while she buried her wet face on his chest.
"I won't ever leave you, I promise. I love you." He showered kisses on her forehead, down to her nose then to her lips and lastly to neck which made a groan softly.
"Cheesy Zen… Thank you... I love you more than you know." She sat on her knees whiles in between his spread legs and wrapped her arms around his neck kissed him again. As her lips were about to part from his, another kiss reach out to hers but this time, it felt hungrier, devouring than usual. His tongue scanned in her mouth as if looking for something. His hands traveled down her hips until it caressed her plump buttocks, squeezing them tighter and tighter.
Their lips parted and an electrifying exchange of gaze between them. "You seem hungrier than usual Hyun..." Her soft voice lingered in his ears.
"Would you like to stay for a little longer or evacuate to the bed?"
"Evacuate? I can feel you hardened on my stomach." She chuckled. "Sure. But my foot hurts, lovely Zen, I'm afraid I can't walk unless you want to see me crawl."
"Hot… Woooh! That would be a lovely scene to see, but I prefer carrying my queen than seeing her crawl."
He went out of the tub and bent over to carry his beloved wife. "Let's go my little queen." He walk out of the bathroom, water dripping on the floor. He laid her down on the bed and grabbed the towel beside her. After wiping every part of her body, he threw the towel somewhere, and slowly leaned to kiss her lips. Their bodies pressed against each other, before she even knew it, his hands were exploring her body. She could feel his manhood piercing on her stomach, rigid as it can ever be. When he broke off the kiss, his hand caressed her cheek, whispering words of endearment and affection.
"Hyun... mmmmmmmm"
Craving for his lips, she initiated the peck which he turned into a more passionate exchange of breaths. She gasped when she felt his hand in between her thighs.
"AHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." She moaned.
He looked at her, endearing, as if asking for her consent. She nodded and reached for his lips to kiss him more. His fingers rubbing around the lips of her entrance. Teasing her soft spot as he hit it.
"Hyuuuun... Zeeeeeeeen... You beastly man.. hhhhh.. You such a tease.."
"Patience my love, I don't want to hurt you..."
Chapter 2 up next :P