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His attempt at intimidation was thrown off by the pink tint to his cheeks, however. “ Stop talking,” Zen said threateningly, narrowing his eyes. “Huh? I was acting out what Zen was thinking. “What,” he said slowly, “are you talking about.” “Just legs? Just legs? Jumin! Is it only air that we breathe? Food that we eat? Is music only just music?” he exclaimed, dramatically. There was a shocked gasp from Saeyoung, who clutched his chest and widened his eyes almost comically.
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“Anyway, you are overreacting,” Jumin said, sounding a bit bored (and honestly, did he ever actually enjoy himself? Zen still wasn’t entirely convinced that he wasn’t actually an android or something), “They’re just legs.” He was going to bury him in that sand-ugly glasses and all-and leave him there forever). Saeyoung laughed even harder, rolling around in the sand and getting it everywhere (Zen promised revenge then and there. Instead he settled for hiding his face in his hands, bemoaning his existence and this entire beach day.
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He crumpled over in laughter and even Jumin cracked the tiniest of smiles, which was more of a smirk really but, just as infuriating. It bounced off the side of the other man’s face and dropped down beside him pathetically. Zen picked up the beach ball beside him and threw it at Saeyoung’s head as hard as he could but the lack of distance made it almost impossible for the throw to have any of the power Zen so desperately wished for. Jumin wrinkled his nose, flipping the page of his magazine without looking up. “Naughty Zen, just where are you looking?” he heard Saeyoung say, “If you aren’t careful the beast will be unleashed.” He watched after her fondly the crinkle of her eyes when she smiled, her (now long) hair, wet and sticking to her skin, and ultimately her legs, god, her legs. She glowed with happiness, and Zen mentally thanked Fairuz for her part in that.
Zen had no problem with the way Jaehee was before but, he definitely also liked this side of her as well. It was still a bit odd to see Jaehee like this playful and laughing in a carefree way he’d never really seen while she’d worked for Jumin-it was far from unwelcome though. I am a gentleman.”Īt that moment, there was a girlish shriek of laughter and Zen instantly found himself staring back out into the ocean where Yoosung, Fairuz and Jaehee were playing in the water. Zen felt his face warm considerably and chose to blame it on the summer heat. “Zen, what kind of thoughts are you having about our sweet Jaehee?” he teased, a terrible grin on his face that could only be described as a leer. Nothing good could come from a sound like that. Zen felt a chill run up his spine at the sound. Jumin rolled his eyes but said nothing more, choosing to go back to his golf magazine instead. “Shut up, I’m not-I would never-” he stuttered and tried to sound as offended as possible. Still, he managed to somewhat pull himself together in order to snap back at his fellow member and sort-of friend. “You’re staring.” It was Jumin who pointed this out, an annoyed tinge to his voice but whether that was due to the heat or the fact that Zen was openly ogling his ex-assistant, Zen couldn’t be sure. His brain was still having a hard time adjusting to what he was seeing: Jaehee in a swimsuit-a very flattering swimsuit, which showed off her legs nicely.
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