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↳ zen x reader:
scenario: your generic domestic fluff.

Blank. The doc you had open was blank, and the paper was due by tomorrow. You don’t know why you’ve procrastinated this much in the last few days, but if you didn’t start writing now, you’d be screwed over for all the work you’d get for tomorrow. You groaned as you leaned back against the comforts of your pillow, hoping that an outside force would save you from the horrors that was (subject).

Before you were about to break down in a silent cry, you could hear rumbling with the lock of your apartment and you immediately pretended to type away. Your silent exhale of relief was mentally released as you heard the familiar sound of bags being placed next to their usual spot next to the couch and the familiar sound of keys being placed on the counter right next to the half-empty roll of the paper towels.

Breathing in slowly, you counted the number of seconds until he came into your shared room. It took him seven per usual. It seemed surreal almost, how it had only been 6 months since all the events that took place with the RFA and you already had this nightly routine memorized.

It didn’t take him long to tear off his jacket, throw it on top of the dresser, and waltz over to your spot on the bed to stroke your cheek and kiss your forehead lovingly.

“I’m back, princess, I’m hoping my absence tonight didn’t cause you too much loneliness.”

Immediately leaning into his embrace, you replied, “It’s fine, I mean you’re usually out this late with that new film, anyways.”

His index finger traced itself along the corners of your face until it traveled far enough to cup your chin and trace circles with his thumb, “I know it’s a pain, but I promise it’ll be over soon and then we can fall asleep together as we watch another one of your romantic － princess, were you crying?”

Heck, you didn’t even realize that there was a tear forming in your eye. You brushed it away with your sleeve and synthesized a smile, “Oh it’s nothing, I think I sneezed too hard earlier.”

His features glowered at the obvious lie. But nonetheless he shook his head and pulled back as he headed to the bathroom to get ready for bed, “I’ll be in bed in a minute, but this conversation isn’t over yet.”

As the bathroom door closed, and he retreated from your line of sight, you turned back to your work. Thoughts of failure recurred in your head, it shouldn’t have been that hard to have finished it beforehand, so why have you put it off until now? You knew scolding yourself wouldn’t make things better, but in situations like this, it’s all you could think about doing.

And as much as you wanted to finish your work, another part of you wanted to crawl in bed and never face the stresses of work again. However, your procrastination was the thing that got you here in the first place so you felt obligated to finish it.

As you were too busy wrapped up into your thoughts of self-detestment, you didn’t notice your boyfriend walk over to his side of the bed until he sat down next to you. You looked over to see him rest his head on the fold of his arm and give you a smile of empathy. You closed your eyes slightly as he used the back of his other hand to stroke the side of your face.

“Will you tell me what’s wrong, my love?”

Winning you over with those ever-so-affectionate eyes, your breath slowly released a Pandora’s Box of untouched feelings. “I just have so much to write in such little time. I was supposed to write this 20-page paper on (topic) for (subject) that was assigned a few days ago, but I put it off until now because I procrastinated. It’s my fault, I know, I should have done this beforehand, I know, I’m just being whiny, I know, … but I just can’t do this right now! I have nothing written down so far and I’m honestly at a roadblock here and I －”

While your rant was beginning to simmer down, Zen wrapped his arms around your form and pulled you in close to his chest whilst closing your laptop in the process.

Your body froze up when you felt him attack your neck with kisses, but relaxed when you could feel the stupid smile on plastered on his face. “Hyun … Hyun － pfft, haha!”
Yielding to his playful offensive maneuver on your ticklish spot, you couldn’t help but burst out into fits of laughter, which caused you to roll over on top of him and give him a taste of your his own medicine.

“(Y/n), please rethink this!” A genuine look of pure terror spread across his ivory features.

“Well, you should have thought about that beforehand.” You didn’t take any time to attack his most vulnerable spot, the sides of his torso.

Needleless to say, the two young lovers would receive a number of neighborhood complaints in the morning, but quite frankly they wouldn’t care as the majority of the morning was spent with them sleeping in with their limbs entangled and with Zen’s face caught in a permanent smile knowing his beloved got a good night’s sleep.