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All was quiet in the neighborhood you lived in. Nearly everyone was already asleep at that time of night, all except you. Sitting at your desk in your room, you continued to study through your exhaustion. You hardly even noticed that the clock had already struck midnight, you were only focussed on studying the textbook before you.
Breaks weren’t something you easily allowed yourself even though your boyfriend, Zen, was always chastising you about pushing yourself too much. You always told yourself that only after you get through college would you have the luxury to take breaks. Until then, pushing yourself to study even if the test was weeks in advance was something you would continue on doing.
Your eyes burned from staring at the open textbook for such a long period of time and it didn’t take long for you to realize that you weren’t taking in a single word that was written down. Sighing, you sat back in your chair and rubbed your eyes. Maybe a break was necessary this time around considering that studying wasn’t getting you anywhere.
Standing up to grab a glass of water, you heard a noise that you hadn’t noticed until then. Focussing harder on the sound, you realized it was the distinct sound of an engine being revved up. Taking a glance out your window, you noticed a white-haired man clad in all black sitting on his motorcycle right outside your house. Unable to resist the small smile that formed on your lips, you opened the window and stuck your head outside.
“Do you know how late it is?” you called to him.
You could faintly see a smile of his own appearing on his face when he saw you.
“I was going to ask the same thing,” he laughed. “You’re still studying even at midnight, huh?”
“At least I’m being productive and not riding around at night on a motorcycle,” you teased.
“If you insist on staying up this late, how about you take a break and go on a ride with me?”
“You know I have to study, though…”
“Please, babe,” he begged. “If not for your sake then for mine. I miss spending time with you.”
Between Zen’s busy schedule as an actor and college sucking away nearly every free minute of your life, it was hard for you and him to spend more than a few minutes a day together. Furthermore, there were several instances where you had given up precious quality time with him in place of your studies and you knew that was unfair to him. A break was desperately needed and you couldn’t think of a better way to spend it than with your boyfriend.
“I’ll be down in a few minutes,” you told him before turning away. The last thing you saw before turning to leave your bedroom was a look of pure happiness on his face.
As you exited your home and walked over towards Zen, he threw a helmet at you which you easily caught. You gave him a quick kiss before hesitantly sitting on the bike behind him and placing the helmet over your head. He hadn’t even started up the bike yet when you were already gripping onto him tightly.
“Are you afraid?” he asked, concern in his voice.
“No.”
A lie and an obvious one at that. Even after all the months you had been dating him, you never once rode on his motorcycle with him. It wasn’t Zen that you didn’t trust, it was the bike itself. You feared that an accident would happen but as usual, he was easily able to soothe your nerves.
“It’s okay,” he told you. “Just imagine me as your knight in shining armor and you’re the princess riding on my trusty steed. I would never let anything happen to my princess.”
Blushing, you pressed your face into his back and muttered words that were incoherent to him. Taking that as a sign you were ready, he started up the motorcycle and took off. Your hand immediately went from gripping his jacket to being wrapped tightly around his body while you kept your face pressed against him, the dark helmet digging into his back. He didn’t mind, though. Just as long as you were safe and comfortable.
You squeezed your eyes shut for the majority of the ride, not even opening them whenever he stopped at a red light. Where he was taking you was unknown to you and you didn’t care, you only yearned to be off this bike you feared so much.
“I know you’re scared,” he said over the loud noise of the engine and the wind blowing past the two of you. “But at least look at your surroundings right now. Trust me, I think you’ll like it.”
You hesitated for a moment but finally obliged. As you slowly opened your eyes, you took in the surroundings around you. The bright lights of the city surrounded you, never fading even as you Zen zoomed past store after store. They looked beautiful being cloaked in the darkness that the midnight sky provided. The beautiful sight wasn’t enough to loosen your death grip on him, but it did encourage you enough to keep your eyes open even after he had driven out of the city.
The road he was riding on didn’t seem to be one that people took often. Even as late as it was, there still should’ve been people out but not one person drove past the two of you. After ten more minutes of driving down the same road, Zen finally pulled to a stop. As the two of you got up from the bike and you placed the helmet down, he started leading you to a small set of wooden steps that led down to a railing that overlooked the city. Several moments went by of just you and him staring at the stunning view in silence before you finally dared to speak.
“What is this place?” you asked.
“It’s an obscure place I found and since not many people know of it, it’s where I go when I just want to be alone,” he told you, his gaze never leaving the view before him.
“But you took me here?”
He finally turned his head away from the view and fixed his stunning red eyes on you. A smile appeared on his face as you instinctively moved closer to him, eagerly welcoming his arm that wrapped itself around your shoulders.
“I want you to know everything about me just like I want to know everything about you. Even if it means telling you every dark secret I have, I’m okay with that because it’s you that I’m in love with.”
The ability to gather words was lost to you. Instead of becoming a stuttering mess that you knew you’d be, you pressed your lips against his. His surprise quickly faded and turned into a lustful need for more of you. Placing his hands firmly on your waist, Zen pushed you up against the railing as he softly bit your lower lip. Opening your mouth for him, you allowed his tongue to explore every inch of your mouth. Your hands found their way to his hair, your fingers weaving their way through the strands and tugging gently on them every so often.
Breaking the kiss, his mouth moved down to your neck where he kissed every inch of it. You threw your head back as his teeth grazed against and soon after bit your favorite spot. The bite he made was sure to leave a mark, but you didn’t care. At that moment, all you cared about was having all of him.
“Wait, babe,” he said as he suddenly pulled away breathless. “I shouldn’t let my inner beast out now.”
He looked almost pained. It was obvious he wanted you just as badly as you wanted him.
“What would you say if I told you that I want you to release that beast of yours?” you asked as you once again wrapped your arms around him.
A smirk tugged at his lips as he looked down at you.
“I’d say we better get to my apartment right away before I release the beast here and now.”
It looks like the motorcycle wouldn’t be the only thing you’ll be riding.
Coding by SimplySilent
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Comments: 32
I really enjoyed this story! At first, I thought with ur love for angst and what with " I would never let anything happen to my princess.”, you would have put them into an accident and Zen protected the reader then died or something, lol. Glad it's a light and pervy read tho~
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Ahaha, wow when people tell me they know me as the angst writer I thought they were joking but I guess now xD
I try to write some fluff like this time to time, but now you just gave me a good idea for a new angst fic hmm lmao
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This was pretty good, honestly. I think you got Zen's character perfectly, what with his sweetness and corny lines. I haven't read many Zen's fics but this is the first time reading one in which he takes the reader on a ride (pun intended), so yes, your idea is original. The ending is great, gives a little of a tease and also changes the course of the fic--from something sweet to something smutty.
If I had to point something out, but only because I believe it'd help improve your writing style (which is already good, though), is the punctuation. Sometimes, a semicolon or a dash work better than a comma, and fastens the pace of the story. But that's a suggestion!
In general, I enjoyed reading this piece a lot. Wonderful job!
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Haha, thank you so much!
Honestly, I don't put much work into my fanfics. I wouldn't be updating as often as I do now if I tried making it as good as I possibly can like with my original stuff. I promise, my writing is at least a little better than depicted in my fanfictions xD
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Well, it was good nonetheless!
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*heavy breathing*Must.... Contain..... Inner..... Fangirl...
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Let your inner beast out!
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lmao the ending sentence...I'm so dead lololololol
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Haha, hopefully dead in a good way xD
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lmao its worth it XD
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It looks like the motorcycle wouldn’t be the only thing you’ll be riding.
HOOOOOOOOOOO @//////-///////@ *blushing intensifies*
You know that Zen isn't my favourite Mystic Messenger character but you wrote this so well, and you nailed him so much omg// I think you've made me like him a lot more than I did before XD
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haha aww I'm glad you like Zen a lot more! He's honestly such a great character
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Hehe, I guess he really is!! Yoosung is still my fave XD
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Gosh ! I love your writing, the idea was simple but you've written it so well ! Ah ah and this last line (>w<).! Great job *^* !
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Ahh you're so sweet, thank you so much <3
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Haha, I just needed to add that xD
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I'm dying- this was beautiful and hilarious.
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Haha, thank you, dear <3
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Haha, you didn't think I would? xD
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I didn't see your response to say that you were going to use it or not xD
So I wasn't sure if you changed it
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"It looks like the motorcycle wouldn’t be the only thing you’ll be riding."
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SHIT IS GOOOOIN' DOOOOWN T'NIGHT
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