We Can't (Jumin x Zen)

Too Good to Me

"Jumin!" Zen yelled running after the dark haired man "Jumin stop! Talk to me!" Zen continued to yell.

Jumin walked all the way down to the lake standing at the edge of the water looking out at the horizon.

Zen approached Jumin panting, "Ju...Jumin".

Zen put his hand on Jumin's shoulder standing next to him.

Jumin continued to look out at the body of water.

"That was my mother, Selena" Jumin muttered "and my father".

Jumin paused.

Zen squeezed his shoulder.

Jumin looked at Zen.

"She died that next day.... on that very motorcycle..."

Jumin's eyes watered.

Zen wiped away Jumin's rolling tear embracing him in a hug.

"Jumin I...I didn't know" Zen whispered.

"I know" Jumin replied lowly "I didn't tell you".

Jumin looked into Zen's eyes "this is why I'm always so worried when you drive your bike".

Zen looked at him confused "the Jumin why did you buy me a new one? Why are you offering to ride with me to the city?"

Jumin smiled "I just want you happy. Whatever it takes".

Zen was now the one to tear up.

He must have such a fear of motorcycles and yet he still wanted to ride with me just to make me happy, Zen thought.

Zen smiled and hugged Jumin hard.

"You're too good to me" Zen whispered into Jumin's ear.

Jumin shook his head "No. You are."