Sunlight breaks through the window, any other day now would be the time to wake up. Instead he spent the whole night lying in bed pretending to be asleep so reality didn't hit. For all the good he thought an attempt at sleep would do him there's still an ache in his bones and exhaustion resting under his eyes. This keeps up, he'll have a perfect explanation for having white hair this early in his life.
He washes up and comes out of the bathroom when his phone rings to life, multiple times; messages from none other then Jumin Han.
[Jumin - 10:41 am]: 'Hey there, money ;-)'
[Jumin - 10:41 am]: 'Muscles* haha, sorry.'
[Jumin - 10:41 am]: 'Money would be me.'
[Jumin - 10:42 am]: 'Because I have it.'
[Jumin - 10:42 am]: 'A lot of it. $∠( ᐛ 」∠)_$'
Fantastic, how else does one start their morning of newly gained debt besides having Jumin Han, Mr. Trust Fund himself personally text them to gloat about his inherited wealth. He's half a mind to block him, it's not every day Jumin comes into a private chat with him for any reason other than to disrespect him with some disgusting offer.
[Zen - 10:42 am]: 'I'm assuming you've come to admit I'm the superior male?'
[Jumin - 10:43 am]: 'You keep talking like that and people are going to think you do drugs. (;._.)'
[Jumin - 10:43 am]: 'A little birdy told me someone's accrued a bit of debt.'
Word gets around town pretty damned fast but now that he thinks about it, perhaps it makes sense that a woman riding in what is possibly the worlds most expensive van knows a man like Jumin Han. Or perhaps it made the news; he can see it now, 'Singer, actor and dancer Hyun Ryu caught in life ruining accident, on an unrelated note Jumin Han is feeling absolutely giddy as of late; more at 11.'
[Zen - 10:43 am]: 'I don't assume you're going to do the decent thing and pay it all off yourself?'
[Jumin - 10:44 am]: 'Lol.'
[Jumin - 10:44 am]: 'No.'
[Jumin - 10:44 am]: 'I need a favor. A few favors actually.'
Ah, there's the heart of the matter; Jumin's using his debt as a cudgel to try and beat him into doing something for him.
[Zen - 10:45 am]: 'Let's shut that down right now, shall we dear?'
[Zen - 10:45 am] : 'I know you don't believe in it but some of us have this thing called 'self respect'.
[Zen - 10:45 am] : 'Try it once in a while ;).'
[Jumin - 10:46 am]: 'That's a fantastic idea!'
[Jumin - 10:46 am]: 'How much would it cost for you to do it for me? (^_^)'
Unfortunately, he knows Jumin well enough to know when he's being screwed with and the man's got nothing more than offers meant to embarrass him. As if he'd stoop so low as to take his money; on the flip side he also knows Jumin well enough to know a little lack of attention goes a long way. Zen sets his phone to vibrate and continues his morning, he's got more important things to do then sit around obsessing over a chat room with an idiot surrounded by cats. Breakfast first, the rest of the world can wait.
After breakfast, some time lifting weights, then a quick jog around the block; the sun's shining, the world is still moving, people are still living, it's no big problem. He can ease his mind, not sweat the small stuff, pay off this debt in incremental payments. It's simple business and nothing to worry too much about.
He gets back in, his phone is blinking; more messages, of course. He doesn't bother with the thing until he's prepared himself some honey tea for his throat.
[Jumin - 11:22 am]: 'I'm serious, I will pay you handsomely.'
[Jumin - 11:24 am]: 'I don't know how you think you're going to pay off a fifty thousand dollar debt otherwise.'
[Jumin - 11:28 am]: 'Zen.'
[Jumin - 11:28 am]: 'Zen?'
[Jumin - 11:28 am]: 'Zen!'
[Jumin - 11:29 am]: 'Zen. :D'
[Jumin - 11:29 am]: 'Zen. D:'
[Jumin - 11:29 am]: 'Zen. :3'
[Jumin - 11:30 am]: 'Zen. :p'
[Jumin - 11:31 am]: 'Okay, I get it, Daddy will talk to you tomorrow when reality kicks in. ∠( ᐛ 」∠)_'
Amazing, if only Jumin would disappear this easily all the time, maybe his life would be infinitely less stressful.
