baker!non-mc reader finds her way into zayne’s heart
zayne, who has a sweet tooth, wandering into a new bakery near campus just to try something different.
you, who had only started working there a week ago, nearly dropping the tray in your hands the first time you saw him – simply too handsome to look at for long without getting flustered.
zayne, who keeps coming back, always ordering the same thing and sitting in the corner with his notes spread out in front of him.
you, who take it as a personal challenge to make him try something new, slipping a croissant with lavender and cinnamon filling onto his tray.
„please try it and tell me how you like it,” you insist. „and be honest.”
zayne, who is honest. brutally so. „it’s not like… anything i’ve ever tried before.”
you, whose smile drops immediately. „you hate it.”
zayne, who stays as calm as ever, meeting your eyes without flinching. „i don’t hate it. it’s just … an acquired taste.”
you, who from that moment on make it your personal mission to only serve him things he enjoys, turning him into your little lab rat, whether he likes it or not. the day you perfect your macarons for him and see him fully smile and even order more, is the best day of your life.
zayne, who is there through everything as you are for him: the sleepless nights during his studies, the day he becomes a doctor, the moment you finally step up to run the bakery, after he convinces you that you’re more than capable to do so in the first place.
you, who starts texting him at three in the morning while preparing dough for the day, and zayne, who is always awake anyway because his schedule is just as weird as yours.
zayne, who after years of yearning and pining starts seeing you outside of the bakery. leaning closer, so close your breath catches in your throat, he sniffs the air around you.
„you smell heavenly“, he whispers, while goosebumps rise on your skin. „like everything I love.“
you smile before you rise on your tiptoes, wrap your arms around his neck and kiss him.