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Inside a very neat apartment with dominant shades of gray blue, you are busy in the kitchen, which is spacious enough for one person. Yes, you gained access to Zayne's apartment after the specialist confessed his feelings through a mint candy with the words "Hey, be my girlfriend, don't argue with doctor's orders.". Damn, always with that "Doctor's order", but deep inside you know how soft and affectionate Zayne is.
Back again to our duty, you tried to make a simple dinner and you decided to make special beef omurice since Zayne kept saying it was delicious. The process of making omurice needs some sort of skill to make the egg doesn't crack when you are platting it. Thankfully, you had the hands of chef (Zayne approved) so it's not really that difficult to make the dinner.
A sudden dizziness hits your head and the chopsticks you hold fall down into a shiny marble floor. You try to focus on the object in front of you but your head keeps throbbing hurt, "Ugh... Not now, please...." Well, it's too late, a black vision and blurry sight are the last things you remember.
A sound of click and welcoming gesture from an operator door echoing the front hallway. A man in his black robe and briefcase entered the apartment. Zayne massaged his tired eyebrows and sighed tired of all the endless activities from the moment he woke up until late tonight. Zayne placed his briefcase on the ash-colored sofa and looked around his apartment, which still looked alive. His sharp eyes once again gazed towards the hallway in front of the door where he saw a pair of flat shoes neatly stored on the shelf.
"Oh? She's here?"
The location of the living room with the kitchen is not so far away so he can see and smell the burnt coming from his kitchen. he quickly approached towards his kitchen and almost stumbled because the figure of the woman he had been looking for was lying unconscious with a blue apron with a snowman pattern that was still tightly worn on her fragile body. His face looks calm but if you look closely, a hint of worry is clearly displayed on his face.
You feel the softness around your body and try to open your eyes that still feel dizzy when exposed to the light. The familiar scent of perfume makes you realize that Zayne has returned from the semesterly meeting at his faculty.
You brought one arm up to touch Zayne's broad shoulders who was facing away from you.
"You're home?"
"No, the one in front of you is just a sophisticated AI servant," Zayne says as he prepares some sweet snacks and antibiotics that he took from the medicine drawer.
You chuckled, Zayne with his characteristic smart answers makes him even more attractive. Zayne helps you to sit comfortably on the sofa and feeds you the first aid medicine he has prepared. There was no conversation between the two of you, only the sound of Zayne's close breathing. Making you even more dizzy.
"Do you drink an alcohol? Didn't you say you avoid it?", you asked after you've successfully taken the antibiotic.
"No. I don't drink it."
"Then?"
"Just ate the sweets they provided."
"Uh? The ones with alcohol in it? How silly of you, doc- oh, do I have to call you professor now?"
Zayne doesn't answer, he hands you a chocolate bar and you happily accept it.
"Your blood sugar is low, and you're even in an almost dehydrated state. careless as always."
Now it's your turn not to answer. Zayne clicked his tongue in amusement.
Instantly the memory of the omurice you were making made you stand up quickly and run towards the kitchen.
"Hey! Not so fast, you'll get dizzy again, come back here." Zayne looked back at you who was staring at the burnt egg.
"Oh no...."
Zayne walked over to you and stood leaning against the refrigerator next to the stove. "Are you hungry?"
"That's not what I meant..."
Zayne looked at your sad face in confusion, "So? It's late and I'm surprised to see you in my apartment with my kitchen almost in a mess."
"Ugh, Zayne!"
"What's wrong?"
You know how smart you lie in front of Zayne, he will still know your body language gestures.
"I... I wanted to make dinner to celebrate your new title..."
"Looks like your plan failed because you were too careless with yourself."
You gave Zayne a sarcastic look, Ugh, he can't even reply gently in a caring manner. Zayne smiled slightly then patted the top of your head lightly.
"I already ate."
"Huft!"
"Hah... Come here quickly", Zayne spread his arms inviting you into his embrace.
Zayne spreads his arms inviting you into his embrace.
"I don't need anything like that, seeing you lying there helplessly worries me."
You didn't answer and kept listening to what Zayne was saying. " A sudden fainting should not be underestimated, I know you have a low blood sugar, but the cause of sudden fainting could be something other than that."
Zayne's wide hand moved smoothly to stroke your hair.
"I actually have one request if you want to give me a proper congratulations."
"You'd better not get weird."
"It's very simple to do."
"What is it?"
"I don't want to see you sick again. Oh no, you are forbidden to get sick. You must be healthy."
"Huh? You must be kidding me, Professor Zayne. Even a woman has to feel pain every month because of the menstrual cycle. I can't avoid that."
"I can comfort you."
"Okay, okay..."
Your silly attitude was considered adorable in Zayne's eyes. Zayne cleaned the kitchen neatly and invited you to sleep on the spacious sofa in the living room. You lay on Zayne's broad shoulders with Zayne's muscular arms gently hugging your waist.
"I was thinking, is being a lecturer really fun?" you ask Zayne, seeing both of Zayne's eye bags which are now quite thick makes you ask that question.
"Hmm."
"Is that a yes or no?"
"It depends on the situation."
"Ugh, alright, Professor."
"Now sleep."
Zayne rubs gently around your waist and back, gradually drowsiness comes over you coupled with the scent of Zayne's perfume that makes your mind more ease. That night your plan may have failed, but you know that your presence tonight at his apartment is more than enough to be considered a gift.