Ch 4

A/N: Hey guys! This chapter is mostly MC with Jumin and Zen. Next chapter will be more Yoosung being possessive and maybe some fluff? Let me know what you guys think! I really love and appreciate your comments! Thank you guys! 3

"Come in," Jumin's voice came from the other side of the door. MC walked in, quietly closing the door behind her. "I'm glad you're here. I wanted to talk to you about the business proposal my father presented. Did you bring me the paperwork I asked for?" He didn't look up from the papers on his desk as he spoke. His voice was full of authority that made MC slightly nervous.

"Yes, Mr. Han," MC replied, trying to push back her nerves.

"Good. I need you to do more research on the proposal. I don't think it will be finically beneficial for the company but I need the numbers before I can address that with him so I'd like those by tomorrow evening at the latest," he paused looking up at her for a moment. "Assistant Kang what are you wea-" he stopped suddenly as his eyes met MC's. "You're not my assistant."

"No, sir. I'm actually a little hurt you didn't recognize my voice," she smiled playfully, " But anyway, what were you saying Mr. Han?"

Jumin leaned his head back against his chair and closed his eyes. "Please stop calling me that," he muttered.

"What? Sir or Mr. Han?" MC asked, trying to sound innocent.

"Both," he replied, taking a deep breathe. "I forgot you were coming, please have a seat, MC"

"Thank you, here's your paperwork by the way," MC handed him the papers as she sat in the chair across the desk from him. "You said you wanted to talk about planning upcoming parties?"

"Yes," Jumin said, placing the papers off to the side. "First of all, I wanted to ask you how you felt about yesterday's party?"

MC paused, worried about saying the wrong thing. "I though it went well," she said hesitantly.

"I would agree. Like I said, you did a good job gathering guests, I hope it wasn't too difficult. In the future we should have more time to prepare for RFA parties so you'll have more control over who you want to attend, but that also means more emails." Jumin paused, "I'm sorry, I'm speaking as if you've already agreed to stay with the RFA."

"Do I really have a choice?" MC teased.

"If we're being honest, not much of one, no." Jumin responded, "But I think we would all like to respect your opinions and decisions nonetheless."

MC smiled, "Thank you, and I do plan on staying with the RFA. I've really enjoyed chatting with everyone the past couple weeks and I'm glad I'm able to help you host parties again."

"We're appreciative of it," he replied, "as you know, after Rika died we didn't think it be possible to continue hosting parties but since you've replaced her the RFA has a purpose again.

MC immediately stiffened at his words. "It wasn't my intention to replace Rika," she said quietly.

"Maybe not but that's what you've done isn't it?" Jumin asked. "You've taken over her role in the RFA and practically her role in Yoosung's life as well"

MC felt a wave of sadness and anger wash over her, his words were a painful reminder of all the times Yoosung compared them. "I'm not Rika," MC said for what felt like the 100th time in the past week.

"No, you're not. But you're becoming what she use to be. I don't mean it as an insult, Rika was an intelligent and caring person and it's not a bad thing to be like her. I'm sure Yoosung sees similarities in the two of you that attracted him to you." Jumin said in a matter of fact tone of voice

"I should go," MC said, standing up suddenly. "I have things I need to attend to and I'm sure you do as well. Have a good day." She walked out the door without waiting for his reply, she could feel tears beginning to form in her eyes as she walked quickly to the elevator. She tried to blink them back but couldn't stop them from falling over and running down her cheeks. Once the elevator stopped at the bottom floor she stepped out quickly, wanting to get away from the situation as soon as possible.

"MC!" she heard someone call her name but she ignored it and continued to walk out of the building. "MC, wait!" She was stopped by a hand gently grabbing her arm and turning her around. She was confronted by a black and white suit and a pair of concerned red eyes.

"MC, are you crying? What's wrong?" Zen asked, sounding slightly panicked. She looked at him but didn't say anything, she wasn't sure what to say. "Do… do you need a hug?" he asked, holding out his arms to her

MC couldn't stand it anymore, a sob broke out of her chest as she threw herself into Zen's arms. He wrapped his arms around her waist and held her tightly. "Hey, it's okay. You're okay. I'm here, I got you," he whispered as she sobbed into his chest. He pulled her to the side and leaned against a wall, sliding down till he was sitting on the floor and she was in his lap, his arms never letting her go.

"I-I'm sorry," MC whimpered as she tried unsuccessfully to calm herself down. She pressed her face against his chest and her fingers gripped his jacket tightly.

"It's okay, you don't have to be sorry," Zen whispered. He ran one of his hands through her hair soothingly. "You're okay, babe. Tell me what happened."

MC took a deep breathe, tears still running down her face and her voice shaky. "Ju-Jumin and I got in an argument," she said quietly.

"Jumin made you cry!" Zen asked angrily, "What the fuck? Where is he? What he do?" Zen tried to get up hastily but couldn't because MC was still on his lap.

She laughed a bit as how angry he became, starting to feel a bit better. "It wasn't his fault, he didn't mean to. It's just that…" MC trailed off, feeling embarrassed. "He kinda compared me to Rika…"

"Oh babe, I'm sorry," Zen hugged her tightly, immediately understanding. "Come on, how about we go get coffee and plot our revenge against him," he said as he wiped away a few stray tears from her cheek, "We can even ask Seven for help if you want to go that far."

MC laughed and stood up, "Thank you, Zen" He smiled and wrapped his arm around her waist. "What are you doing here anyways?"

Zen chuckled as he led her to his car, "I was suppose to meet up with Jumin to talk about the cat commercial".

"I forgot you were doing that!" MC giggled, You should go talk to him though! I'm okay."

Zen shook his head, "Fuck him, you're more important right now.

"Zen! I'm seriously okay!" MC protested, "I don't want you getting in a fight with Jumin over nothing"

"It isn't nothing, MC. He made you cry." Zen said sternly.

"It wasn't-"

"I'm not going, babe." he cut her off, "Come on, get in the car. I know this coffee shop I think you'll like."

"Here you go, little lady," Zen smiled as he placed a cup in front of her and sat down at the other side of the table.

MC stared at the cup for a moment, Zen insisted he order for her. She tentatively took a sip and was surprisingly surprised. "Mmmm," she hummed, "Thank you, Zen."

He laughed, taking a sip of his own drink, "I'm glad you like it. So what happened with the trust fund kid? What he say?"

MC frowned at the mention of him, she still felt embarrassed about having a meltdown in front of Zen, even though he reassured her the entire drive to coffee shop that she had nothing to be embarrassed about. "He told me how I'm like a replacement Rika for the RFA and Yoosung…" MC sighed, "I know he wasn't trying to hurt my feelings it's just… It's really hard for me to hear him say. I still feel like I have to remind Yoosung I'm not her."

Zen frowned and reached across the table to take her hand. "You're not Rika, MC. Just because you're taking over her position in the RFA doesn't mean you're a replacement for her. Yoosung knows that too, I think he just misses her and he's still learning how to deal with it."

"I know, and he's getting better about it. It's just a sensitive topic for me, I guess. But I know it wasn't Jumin's intention to be mean."

Zen shook his head, "Wether it was his intention or not doesn't matter, he still did it, and he should have had more common sense then to say something stupid like that. I can't believe he'd be that insensitive, he's such a jerk sometimes." Zen paused to calm down before he got angry again and looked at MC with a smile. "It was probably because you're so cute you made his question his sexual orientation and he didn't know how to handle it."

MC couldn't help but laugh, "Zen! Stop being mean." He just winked in response. "You know if I didn't know better, I'd think you're trying to flirt with me" MC teased.

Zen laugh lightly, "Oh really? Well as cute as you are MC, I know Yoosung already has your heart. I can tell just by the way you smile when you hear his name," Zen rolled his eyed playfully. "And like I said before, Yoosung's like a little brother to me. So you being with him kinda makes you like my little sister."

"Do I not have a choice?" MC giggled, she didn't really mind, Zen did already feel like a big brother to her.

"Nope," he grinned.

"The RFA's not very good at consent," MC laughed when Zen shrugged his shoulders. "Anyways… I wanted to ask, how's your love life going?"

Zen sighed dramatically, "I've yet to find a women that appreciates how amazing I am under my incredibly handsome looks, but what can I say? It's the lonely life of an actor"

"What about Jaehee?" MC asked ignoring Zen's dramatic compliant.

"Nah, she's just my fan," Zen dismissed the question like her usually did.

"I'm serious, Zen. I really think she might like you," MC casually, having to ignore the urge to scream at him for being so naive. "Why don't you just ask her out on a date?"

Zen thought for a moment, "Do you think… she'd actually… say yes?"

MC tried to hide her excitement and nodded as calmly as she could manage, "I think you have a good chance." Zen smiled shyly, looking more modest then MC thought possibly. "Now we just have to get Seven and Jumin together and the RFA can become a match making organiztion," she giggled

Zen stuck out his tongue looking slightly disgusted at the thought which made MC laugh more. "Oh! Speaking of which I should probably head back, I think Yoosung was expecting to me to get home before him," she glanced at the clock nervously.

"I'll take you. That wasn't a suggestion, come on" Zen said as she opened her mouth to protest. She began complaining about the RFA and consent again as she followed a smirking Zen to the car.