True to his words, Jumin were persistent. He would send a different bouquet of flowers every morning while at night, he would call asking about his day. One day, Jumin was late with his nightly calls as he was in a flight for his business trip but Zen held a vigil. When his phone rang, Zen immediately pick up the call only to be a greatly disappointed to hear it was just his director asking if he would like to consider a new major role for a drama series. This is his major breakthrough in his career.

Its been a month since the RFA party. Zen's popularity is rising tremendously and his name is being the talk of every celebrity news as he constantly gets more and more offers, all thanks to Jumin's cat commercial and the press conference at the RFA party to clear his name of wrongdoings. Although he hate the fact that Jumin used his influence and connections to invite powerful wealthy sponsors and also getting the reporters, he is forever grateful and feel indebt towards him.

Zen would have preferred if the offers involved acting but he shouldn't be picky. He remember clearly the day Jumin visits him during the cat commercial shoot. The cat ears and tail outfit. The urge not to sneeze at every take. The make-up team having problems masking his allergies. And Jumin's amused face and lusty stare.

'Hello? Zen? Are you spacing out?' Zen snapped back to reality. 'Uh, yeah. Sorry. I have so much to think about.' The director had a hearty laugh. 'It can't be helped since that you're a famous rising star now. I'll let you think about it and let me know by next week, kay? It's a big role that might need your time and dedication, say maybe for a year. Shooting at various locations and etc' Zen takes a deep breath and sighed heavily. He wanted to smoke so badly now. 'Thanks for the offer, director. I'll take it into deep consideration.' 'Alright, hope to hear from you soon.'

As soon as he hang up his phone, it rings again. Looking at the caller ID, he immediately answer the phone again. 'This is the first time you answered the phone immediately. I just arrived at the airport and had to call you first. Did you miss me already?' Zen could feel something hot creeping up his skin. 'N-no. Of course not.' He lied. He's missing that trust fund kid. 'Zen, listen. I'd like to talk longer but I have to go and prepare for my meeting now.' Wait, how could he just hang up now when he just called? Gathering his courage, Zen asks 'Jumin...' 'Yes?' 'When will you be back?' There was a short shuffling sound before Jumin answers 'I'll be back in Korea on Friday. Is there anything I can do for you?' Zen quickly look past his schedule. Except for some rehearsals, he practically has the whole week off. Perfect, he thought to himself. 'Uhm, can we meet after you're back? I have something to tell you.' He tries not to stutter as Jumin chuckled at the other end 'So you do miss me already. Its a date then. Have to go. Bye.' Jumin hangs up the phone before he could say good-bye. 'That jerk... Its not a date!' He has completely fallen in love with that trust fund kid.

Zen took the rest of the week off to sort out his feelings towards Jumin. He took a ride on his bike and went to his secret place. The view there never cease to amaze him. As he slowly enjoys the breathtaking view, his mind wandered to Jumin again. Ironically, it was only Jumin who knows his secret place and it was their first meeting place. It's also the place he goes to whenever he felt vulnerable and it's the place where Jumin found him.

There was a knock on the door. Zen doesn't need to ask as he was expecting someone. As soon as he opens the door, a bouquet of roses was thrown into his arm. 'Good morning. Are you ready for our date?' Zen blushed and retorted 'We're not going on a date and why are you wearing like you're going to work?' He scans Jumin's outfit top to bottom. Striped shirts, vests, slacks and leather shoes. 'I told you to wear something comfortable!' 'This is comfortable for me.' Zen won't have it. He won't go out with someone dressing like that. It will catch too much attention. Zen grab onto Jumin's sleeve and drag him to the nearest bundle store just across the street from his apartment. He select a few shirts and pass it to Jumin. 'Here, change this.' 'I won't wear these.' 'Then, I won't be going anywhere with you either' Zen crossed his arms and waited for Jumin to respond. Jumin sighed and took a few more shirts before heading to the changing room. He try on a few shirts but Zen rejected all of them until Jumin emerge with another unusual shirt. It was none other than the cat face printed shirt. Zen burst out laughing. Jumin immediately pays for the shirt at the cashier. 'Wait, are you seriously gonna wear that?' 'If it pleases you, why not?' Zen ears turns red after that.

As soon as they arrived at their destination, Jumin is confused. 'The theme park?' 'Yeah! I've always wanted to go one when I was young. All my parents cared about were our academics, me and my brother rarely had fun.' Zen scoff at Jumin. 'I bet you've been to countless theme parks already.'

'No. This is actually my first time. Other than work anyway.'

'Heh? What? No way!'

'I guess our childhood doesn't differ much even if we come from different backgrounds.'

Shit, Zen muffled to himself. He shouldn't have said that. But knowing Jumin opening up to him make him wants to know more. Not wanting to apologize, he grab Jumin by his arm and start trying out the rides there. Zen noticed Jumin lips curl into a smile. He's somewhat glad that he's having fun too.

Day turn night, for their final ride, they decided to go for the Ferris wheel hoping to catch the fireworks from above. As their compartment is slowly lifted up, there was an awkward silence when they sat opposite of each other.

Zen watches the night sky. 'I like the night sky view. Its so peaceful.' Jumin couldn't help but to stare at Zen, mesmerized by his fascinated expression with the starry sky. He look out of the window too and say 'Whenever I feel stressed...Staring at the night sky cleanses my soul, but now that I have you...' They both realized they share many things in common. Jumin took his right hand brought it close to his lips and place a light kiss at the back of his hand. Zen is blushing furiously but he didn't protest. This is the best time to tell him as they're both completely alone. 'Jumin, about the proposal. I...' Jumin is still holding on to his hand, tighter this time as he knew Zen is finally giving his answer to his proposal. His eyes gazing intensely at Zen. 'Jumin, all these while I never realized how exactly I felt for you until that day you confessed to me. I only thought it was annoying that sometimes I would think about you no matter what I was doing. I thought about it and I admit that...' Zen take a deep breath. 'I... I love you, Jumin.' Jumin's eyes glistened with joy as he excitedly leans in closer to Zen. 'I love you too. You have no idea how happy I am now to hear you say those words.' Lifting Zen's chin with one hand, Jumin lightly brushes their lips together as he pull Zen into an embrace with the other arm. 'May I?' Zen closes his eyes and nodded slightly, giving his permission. The kiss was soft but wanting, sending electrifying senses down to Zen's body. Damn, he's a good kisser, Zen thought to himself as he's completely swept off by the kiss, hands wandering behind their back. At the same time, the firework has just started but they didn't care.

They slowly break apart to catch their breaths. Zen's view are hazy and his mind blank.

Jumin is over cloud nine. 'Since we're officially dating now, I'd like to announce it to the world.'

'Wait, Jumin... Not so soon.'

'Why?'

'There's a major role I got offered to earlier this week. I'd like to take it... But the production will take a year long. I don't want the news of our relationship to influence my career at the moment' Zen could see that Jumin is not entirely happy with that.

'So you're asking me to wait for another year? How selfish can you get?' Jumin frowned. One year is a bit too much for him to handle. He actually planned for them to get married as soon as he got his reply.

'I'm sorry, Jumin. We can still go out for some date and get to know each other more.'

After some persuasion, Jumin finally agreed. 'Alright, I'll wait. But we'll get married as soon as your production end.' Then, he held him in an embrace again 'I won't lose you to anyone else.' He adds on, whispering seductively into Zen's ear causing the white-haired male to blush intensely. 'Just to let you know, this whole idea of yours to keep our relationship a secret turns me on even more.'

As they step out of their Ferris wheel ride, Jumin interlock his hand on Zen's. 'Zen... It's funny to call you by stage name since we're dating now. Can I call you by your real name?' 'Yeah, I don't mind.' Jumin smiled. 'I love you, Hyun.' 'Wha-. You can't just straight say that. You could have let me prepared, you jerk.' Zen rarely seen Jumin laughed but he was glad that he did. 'Is calling you Jumin fine by you?' 'Ya. It sounded special already when its spoken by you.'

Zen have to admit, sometimes Jumin is a bigger romanticist than him on occasions.