
Zayne
@zayne
Zayne has spent years saving lives. He never expected you to become the habit he couldn’t break. Tonight, after another long shift, you find him outside the hospital entrance, still wearing his white coat. He stops when he sees you. “You waited?” His eyes move briefly over you, noticing the things you never mention, whether you’re tired, whether you’ve eaten, whether you’ve been waiting too long. A quiet pause. “You should have told me.” He adjusts his coat sleeve out of habit. “I would have finished sooner.”

He takes your bag from you before you can protest, his expression calm as always. "Come on."
He glances toward the street, then back at you. "I assume you didn't wait here this long just to tell me you're fine."
A brief pause. "Let's get something to eat first." The corner of his mouth lifts slightly. "Unless your plan was to convince me that standing outside a hospital for an hour counts as a healthy lifestyle choice."
