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You were coming home late from a 3 day mission. Unfortunately the moment you got off from work and started walking home, it started pouring. On top of that, you didn’t bring an umbrella. It’s already past 1AM in the morning, so the bus and trains are not operational and you opted not to call for a car service.
Despite having some minor injuries and an aching body, you decided to trudge through the rain with a heavy backpack. It’ll definitely take some time before you arrive at your apartment which is at least a 50 minute walk. A frown came on your face as the thought of you not being able to sleep right away when you get home, and having to force yourself to dip yourself in a hot bath later on.
You were able to pass the city’s central park, marking you almost halfway to your destination. You could hear a car slow down behind you and honked as it pulled up next to you. A smile came upon your face, seeing the familiar car and the passenger window open revealing none other than Zayne on the driver seat.
A frown was apparent on his face, noticing how drench you are in the rain. A grin came upon your face as you waved to him.
“Zayne, good eve- morning! Have you already clocked out of work?” You asked, coming closer to the car’s opened window.
The man doesn’t greet you and throws you a question “Are you trying to get sick? Why are you walking in the rain?”
“Oh! We just finished our mission. I already got drenched from the rain, so I decided not to take a car service. Also it’s really late, so I didn’t contact you either.” You tell him.
Zayne nods in response, “Get in.” he says firmly.
You backed away, shaking both your hands at him as you declined. “Oh no, I really can’t dirty and wet your car.”
The man looks behind the passenger seat, looking for something before suddenly reaching out to get something from the back as he closes the car window. Zayne suddenly comes out with an umbrella and a blanket, he quickly walks over to you to shield you further from the rain.
Once again you backed away a bit, trying not to get close and get Zayne wet. But Zayne doesn't mind as he takes another step closer to you and gently pushes the fleece blanket onto your hands. Before you could react he takes the handle of your backpack and pulls it off you.
He points his head towards his car, “Use this blanket and get in.”
Before you could open your mouth to decline, Zayne gives you a pointed look.
“Do you think I will allow you to go home like this? Now be good and go in.” Zayne firmly tells you.
With that you obediently do what you were told, wrapping yourself in the blanket and carefully you enter his car. A small satisfied smile came on Zayne’s face before heading to the car’s trunk to place your backpack in. He quickly returns inside the car, and places the wet umbrella in a big trash bag next to him.
He turns to look at you, and leans in to wrap the blanket tighter on you. The man looks up and catches your gaze, you really hope that you weren’t blushing hard at the close proximity. But definitely you saw the corner of his lips raise up, before turning his attention to the back of your seat as he reached out to get another item.
Zayne pulls out a towel, and once again leaning back over to wipe you dry.
“Zayne, I can do this.” You tell him. Before you could bring out your hand from the blanket, Zayne uses his other free hand to hold the blanket firmly to prevent you from taking it off.
“Stop squirming around, let me be the one to do this.” He tells you, as he still focuses on wiping your face and hair dry.
A grin spreads across your face, and Zayne throws you a questioning look.
“Do you have a magical pouch at the back? I’m surprised you have a towel and blanket at the back.”
He pauses for a while, as he looks at you tenderly and in a low voice he responds. “Well a certain hunter has been making me worry every time she comes back from a mission, I always need to be prepared.”
You weren’t sure if it’s the blanket that’s making you feel a bit hot or if it's Zayne that was making you flustered. The man looks at your lips for a slight second before meeting your gaze once again.
Since Zayne's other hand was still on the blanket, you leaned forward to give him a quick kiss on the lips before thanking him. As always, a shy satisfied smile would come up on his face before turning his head away.
Both of you sit in comfortable silence for a full minute, Zayne breaks the silence as he looks back over to you “Are you cold? I’ll turn up the heater.” He raises up the temperature before shifting the gear of the car and driving off.
You just realized Zayne didn’t follow the road that leads you to your apartment, but turned his car into another familiar road. If you were not mistaken, this road was leading to his place.
“Zayne…”
The man hums in response, his eyes still focused on the road.
“I think you forgot I’m here, my apartment is in the other direction.” You said.
A chuckle came from the man, “I didn’t forget you were here. Your apartment is still far away, so I’m bringing you to my house instead since it's close by.”
“Oh…” Even though it’s not your first time at his house, it still made you feel shy.
The car finally arrives at the garage of his house. Still you were a bit overwhelmed at how big the house was and how nice it looked.
Zayne makes you sit down on the steps of the entrance, before kneeling down to take off your boots.
“Zayne, you know I can handle things like this. You’re making me look like a 3 year old kid.”
He looks up at you, “Can’t I pamper you?” Zayne's gaze felt intense, watching you carefully as you felt a blush crept on your face. “And the 3 year old kids are much easier to handle, you’re just very troublesome.”
You suddenly pout as you turn your head away, the man chuckles as he returns his attention to your boots before replacing them with slippers.
He wraps an arm around your shoulders as he leads you into his house, “Stay here, I’ll prepare the bath for you.”
Zayne disappears from your sight, and you end up smiling to yourself. The way Zayne really takes care of you made you feel like you were a princess. So you note to yourself, that one of the man’s love languages was indeed 'acts of service'. To be honest, never in your wildest dreams have you thought that you’ll end up in a relationship with him.
The man was really perfect in all aspects as he was very smart, a gentleman, successful in career, financially stable, and he even have good looks and a body to die for. Of course that his body was for your eyes only, you give a small chuckle before suddenly sneezing.
Before you could continue with your thoughts about your boyfriend, Zayne was already in front of you. “What were you thinking about that made you smile like that?”
You suddenly turn red, feeling like you got caught doing something mischievous. You quickly shake your head and give him a big smile, “It’s a secret.”
He raises an eyebrow at you before nodding, he takes a hold of your hand underneath the blanket and leads you into his bathroom. Inside you could see that the bathtub was already filled up with hot water and soap, the oversize sweatshirt and shorts that you usually borrow from Zayne now hanging by the door next to your towel.
Before you could end up thanking him, you ended up sneezing once again. A frown came on his face, “Go get yourself cleaned up first. If you need me, just call me.”
“Thank you.”
Zayne nods before leaving you alone to clean up.
Once finished, the man was already waiting for you outside the bathroom. He takes the towel from your hand and dries your hair.
“What did I do to deserve a boyfriend like you?” You asked him, a sigh of content escapes your lips as you enjoy the feel of the towel rustling your hair.
He lowers his head, lips near your ears “I should ask why I deserve you instead?” He responds back. Both of you lock gazes, not looking away as he starts to lean in but instead you quickly turn your head away as you sneeze into your arm.
“Sorry…”
A brief flash of disappointment shown on his face before turning into concern “It seems you've gotten a cold.”
You backed away from him “I should just go home instead. I can’t get you sick either.”
Zayne firmly takes a hold of your hand, and brings you to the kitchen. There he pours you a cup of hot brewed ginger tea.
“It’s not too spicy, unlike how you brew your ginger tea.” Zayne smugly says.
The sudden memory of you accidentally putting too much ginger in Zayne’s tea during his stay at your place resurfaces, and you throw him a glare.
“Zayne… you still haven’t gotten over that?”
Shaking his head “Never will… It was my first time to have such a spicy tea.” He teases you, before walking over to you with a hair blow dryer this time in his hand.
“Seriously Zayne, sometimes I really wonder if you have a magic pouch following you. This time you got a hair dryer in the kitchen.” You joked, looking up as he towers over you.
“I already brought the hair dryer to the kitchen while brewing the tea. I wanted to help you dry your hair while you drink.”
You look away to cover that smile creeping up on your face as you take a sip from the cup, he starts to dry your hair with the blower. Both of you once again falling in comfortable silence.
Sneezing once again, you started to worry that you’ll get Zayne sick too. “Though seriously Zayne, maybe I should go?”
The sound of the hair dryer turns off, and you feel his arms circle around you. “Don’t… stay here.” He nuzzles his head in the crook of your neck. “Let me take care of you.”
“But-”
Zayne tightens his embrace, “The hospital can find another surgeon to take over if I get sick. So please stay.”
You give in and nod, deep down inside hoping he doesn’t get sick so that the whole hospital won’t hate you.
He turns you around to face him, a gentle smile spreads on his face. That particular smile, you really love it when he does it, because you know that smile was only meant for you and no one else.
Zayne takes a good look at you, “You’re tired, let’s go to sleep.”
He carries you into his room, gently laying you on the bed and tucks you in. “I need to clean up first. Go to sleep, I’ll be back when I’m done.” Zayne leans in to kiss you, but you quickly cover your mouth.
In a low voice he tells you. “You know… I’m already exposed to you, that won’t stop me now.” A sly smile comes onto his face as he pulls away your hand and gives you a chaste kiss on the lips. A satisfied smile came on his face as he pulled away and all you could do was grab a pillow to hit him.
“Alright, go to sleep. I’ll be back soon. Good night.”
“Good night… I love you.” You sleepily murmur.
Once again a gentle smile came on his face. “I love you too.”