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Guys!! I've been having a lot of trouble with your requests bc I get the notification for your requests, but I can't open themπ¦ my inbox is completely empty.
That's why I haven't been able to do anything. I'm gonna have to delete the app because I'm fed up. I'm going to disappear for a while until I sort this out π«
It had only been a few days since you and Zanka had fought. Usually, you argued over trivial things that you'd forget within minutes, and you'd both go back to being "the most inseparable couple in the world," according to Rudo.
But this time, things had escalated too quickly. Zanka had been incredibly frustrated and angry with himself for losing to Jabber not once, but twice. You'd been there for him throughout, not just as his girlfriend, but as his nurse.
Sometimes Eishia would leave the HQ to help her grandmother in the city, and you'd be in charge of the infirmary. Fortunately, Zanka was the only patient, and he was already recovering.
But after Rudo and Enjin's visit, he could only feel miserable. There was no way he could move on after embarrassing himself so drastically in front of Enjin and you.
You insisted that everyone has good days and bad days, but for Zanka, every day was bad, especially if it involved Jabber.
There was no way to change his mind; he started yelling and cursing so badly that it pushed you over the edge, and you both ended up exploding and fighting.
After several days of only exchanging brief answers about his injuries and medication, the day arrived when you had to change his bandages. He was already standing in front of you, shirtless, sitting on the edge of the bed, looking anywhere but in your direction. You took a deep breath and began changing his bandages. Zanka glanced at you out of the corner of his eye and noticed how you frowned to avoid touching him. He couldn't help but smile, but he had to turn his head away so you wouldn't notice.
When you finally finished, you turned around to dispose of the used bandages and gauze when you felt firm hands on your waist.
Zanka began to hug you from behind; his grip was firm yet gentle, and you couldn't help but melt in his warmth. He buried his face in your hair and leaned against your shoulder.
"I miss you," he whispered huskily, making your legs tremble.
"Zanka, I..."
"No," he interrupted, "it was my fault."
He held you even tighter. You put down what you were holding and turned to face him. After so many days, you were finally looking into each other's eyes. You smiled weakly at the way he was looking at you.
"It wasn't. You were going through a rough time, and I didn't know how to support you, that's all."
You cupped his face in your hands as he continued to hold onto your waist. He rested his forehead against yours, his eyes never leaving yours.
"Even so, I acted like a jerk. Please forgive me."
"It's okay, Zanka, my love. We're okay."
With that, you both leaned in and kissed. It was a slow, tender kiss. There was no rush to prove anything or to speed things up. After all, they were together, and that was what mattered now.
Imagine you're eating a slice of your favorite cake (chocolate, please). Zanka is sitting next to you, eating a slice of carrot or vanilla cake, because the simpler, the bette...then suddenly a little frosting gets on the corner of your mouth, and Zanka, in a burst of courage and lust takes your cheeks in his hands and kisses you so intensely that you're left breathless, only to finish by saying, "I wanted to savor It"
I only have one week of vacation left π«π so I'm going to take advantage of it to catch up on requests before thinking about more ideas and continuing with my series (which for some reason I forget to update, oops).
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I'm so dumb, I had to check my calendar and I have two weeks of vacation leftπ€‘ wuuu
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"If you were the one beside me, I would've been happier."
Zanka Masterlist. Enjin Ver.
In the Nijiku household, βloveβ is expressed differently, or should you say, it was never even expressed at all.
Everyone in his family seems to avoid it like the plague.
Zanka found himself doing the same thing, building a wall himself for that one word.
But of course, no matter how disciplined a person can beβtemptation will always be present.
Testing the very foundation of his so-called fortress.
And you, his best friend, is the exact epitome of what he desperately tries to avoid.
Your presence sets his thoughts on fire, a sudden beat he canβt control. He steals a glance, caught in a trance, as every detail grips his soul.
Zanka told himself that you're "dangerous".
Dangerous because he's frightened of the consequences of letting himself love.
Dangerous because whatever he sets his whole soul and heart toβhe always fails.
Dangerous because you're all that his wall needed to collapse.
So when you told him one night after a missionβwhen you're both all alone in the common roomβthat you love him?
His breath stuttered, his pulse fluttered, but your heart, he shattered.
Instead of warmth spreading across his cheeks at the confession, his face darkened.
Eyes turning a deeper shade of blue, like the deep, deep seas.
Beautiful in a way that drowned your already pained heart.
His rejection wasn't immediate, but the shift of emotion and body language is enough as a sign.
Zanka awkwardly rubs his neck, three slit brows furrowing as he stares at the ground instead, before giving a hundred excuses as to why it'd never work.
But he never denied that he feels the same.
You argued, pointed out what was obvious, and told him to face what he feels.
Zanka decided to walk away rather than listening to what was actually true.
And up until this day, Zanka still regrets that decision.
Because, maybe, he would've been happier by your side as you embraced and told him that his efforts were enough.
Maybe, he would've been happier at your side as you make him feel the love that his family had always lacked.
Maybe, Zanka would've been happier sitting by your side as you showed him what love really was all about.
Selfish, he was.
Now, he can't help but question himself.
What's the point of becoming the better version of himself when you're not here anymore to see it for yourself?
What's the point of it all; when instead of feeling you beside him, here you are, sat beside someone else that would never be him.
I love making Zanka suffer in my angst fics, I'll write one where it's the reader tho
I only have one week of vacation left π«π so I'm going to take advantage of it to catch up on requests before thinking about more ideas and continuing with my series (which for some reason I forget to update, oops).
Keep sending your requests sweet people I love seeing you all in my inbox π
A BUG EWW\
My biggest fic yet and i feel like you can see me getting more and more cranky as this goes on
Note: this might not be character accurate ( follo he has like no scenes in the anime but lets roll with it)
Gachiakuta Characters x reader
Follo, Tamsy, Riyo, Enjin, Rudo,
ZANKA
Summery : you find a bug in your room what will happen next?
Gender neutral, no pronouns used, might be spelling errors, slight spoiler( follo)
It was you and Follo in the cleaners lunch area talking and having lunch obviously. It was a nice little date besides the fact that the food was quite TRASH and the loudness of the cleaners. The lights were dim and the constant buzzing sound ,again it never stops.
The food today was something beans on toast ( no hate but what is that) itβs edible, thats good! ( good and new)Follo venting as always about how unfair he has a gay little hammer and is not a giver (hehe).
β Enjin was so cool today! Did I even mention Zanka?!β He rambles on like a girl with a crush.
It was around this time that you couldnβt keep listening to what he was talking about. You noticed a little friend sitting on your shoulder. It was acting like it owned the place.
You sat there looking at it for a while before Follo also noticed it. It took a long time he was so engrossed into his fangirling.This is when you guys started its family on food that you were eating and everywhere else.
When I say this I mean it you guys screamed at the same time.
β EYAAAAβ-follo
βAHHHYβ-you
Then Follo thought bringing his hammer out ,and hitting every single insect was a good idea.
It was like he was playing a game of wack a mole! With a real hammer on steroids.
BOOM
The table broke
BOOM
The window? Gone
WACK
Your food disapeared ,out the window
BAMN
The plate? Broken
AHHH
Your shoulder ? He hit it full strength with adrenaline.
AHHH
This time it was follo realizing he hit you with a hammer.
WHAT A FUN DAY
You and Tamsy were staying a little motel it was very shady like a bit too much. Despite the red flags you guys had to stay here for a mission.
Delmon was out getting food for you guys, so at the current time it was just you and Tamsy. How romantic.
Everytime you would try to look at Tamsy he had a look of disgust on his face. It was really valid though this place is monstrous. Even though it could look better it wasnβt the worst it looked slightly worse than an average home on the ground.
Then his face goes even more dark and disgusted whatever he was looking at mustβve been bad.
βTamsy?β As being curious you walk over to him to check what he was looking at.
A big no no.
As soon as you do that he walks to the exit and leaves and shuts and locks the door.
You stare blankly, but then your focus shifts from him to the noise that he was lookin at .
It-
Itβs-
βIS THAT A COLONY OF COCKROCHES?!β
Which is indeed what it is . You run straight to the door and start banging it and begging him to open the door. Your heart is beating as much as you are banging on the door.
βTAMSY OPEN THE DOOR NOWβ
BANNG
BANG BANG BANG
BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG
βTAMSY PLOEASE OPEN THE DOOR I BEG YOU !! I CANT LIVE THEY ARE COMING TO THE DOOR PLEASEβ
After a little while when they are a bit too close for comfort he opens the door. And then BAMMMM you fall face first onto the ground.
This guy is smirking and trying to hold a laugh and is failing hard. As soon as your head turns he covers it up and starts walking away.
Yeah he better but itβs not gonna save him from your rath
β TAMSY why didnβt you say a word and just leave the room?!?β
You can only hear the clicking of his feet in response.
βKNOCK KNOCKβ You yell while at her door instead of actually knocking like a normal person. Not a normal soul would come to the cleaners I mean just look around .
βCome in!β She yells back in return.
You come into her room itβs nice and tidy. And the same as all the other times you came into her room. There Riyo is on the other side of the window for some unknown reason. She always does it like she is spider man. One time you heard she climbed up to rudos window and did some things.
After minute of silence you speak up and asked.
βCan I do your hair itβs fun to do?β
βRight now?β
You nod. Then she moves to her bed and sits down on it leading you to her bed . Then you also sit on the bed. You start undoing her braids and you are now done with taking down the braids.
It was going pretty peaceful until you noticed the bugs in the corner of her room. They were hard to see but you did see something moving and that was not something you were gonna be playing with.
You stat straight up and stood up and yelled
β BUGS!β
Riyoβs face dropped her heart dropped to six feet under.
βBugs?β Then it clicks
β IS IT IN MY HAIRβ She stand up and runs to the bathroom. Inspecting her hair for lice. While you are having a battle with the bugs and as of right now you are loosing.
β NO no NO noβ You whisper. Riyo could not hear you might knowing that she had lice.
βRIYO THERE ARE BUGS IN YOUR ROOMβ
Soon after Enjin comes up to her room. He does not play about his daughter (dada material )
β Whatβs going on I heard yelling?β
β There are bugs in her room! Check!β
You point your hand to the crime scene the corner of her room. Then Enjin lets out a big breath as he was clearly worried and goes to check up and Riyo. Which you follow as suit.
My girl Riyo is panicking inspecting her whole head like the airports checking peoples bags for ranch ( iykyk).
β Riyo there are no bugs in your hair!β
Riyo almost colapses to the ground but Enjin catches her.
β But there are some bugs in your roomβ
Her face drops again.
This
This right here is the story of how your guys car crashed, as the story goes
anyways
It was both team akuta and team eager and some supports all tucked into one care packed like sardines. Enjin was driving because Gris couldnβt come on this mission for unknown reasons.
You were in the passengers seat choosing the music to play to distract everyone from Enjins horrible driving skills. The road was smooth when Gris drove on it but when Enjin drives it a fight for everyoneβs lives.
Suddenly your phone fell ( letβs just add phones to gachiakuta for a second) and while looking for it you thought you found it. In reality what you thought found was actually just one big mama bug with baby bugs on her shaped like a phone. You just stared at it before realizing what it was.
Once you realized you were holding a bunch of bugs you threw it up in the air. The baby bugs flew all over the care in the backseats ,in your seat, and the drivers seat.
The whole care erupted in panic and disgust . Every single person in the car used their jinki to destroy and kill the bugs. No one in that car is really β the bugs are lives tooβ.
Then Enjin starts swerving the car even more trying too get the bugs off of him. He cant get them off so he takes his hands off the steering wheel to pluck them off of him plus to kill those bastards.
And as you are thought in driving school which Enjin did not do. To never take yoru hands off the steering wheel or else your car will crash and unfortunately the car did crashed into no mans valley.
Now everyone is screaming, sombr is also playing ,the car is driving into no manβs land ,and the car is tore up because of everyoneβs jinkis. Things could not get worse right?
Now Tamsy thinks its a good time for him to use his Jinki and now no one can move so the car is gonna crash in less then ten seconds. Tamsy is to focused on killing the bugs that he does not notice. So itβs just your guys last moments while sombr plays.
βHow can we go back to being friends? When we just shared a- β
BAMN
The car crashes but luckily, the only time you guys had have luck today, everyone survives. That is very good and everyone is grateful because that was intense.
Though you guys have a crashed car and no way to communicate with anyone about this because you actually never found your phone.
( im lazy i have been writing for hours and rudo can leave me alone)( not proof read)
You and Rudo were looking through some trash for new things for him to reuse for three r.
what where you thinking there is obviously gonna be bugs here.
So now itβs just you and Rudo running for your lives . And somehow just your guys are not just running from not bugs but trash beast bugs . Lucky you.
Rudo found some piece of trash that he likes and went to pick out up. Stupid rudo so now he has to run even faster and while doing that he falls and the bug eats him.
But he has plot amor donβt forget that pl;us im not an angst account that @riechiexx not me
So the trash beast explodes because of the think rudo when to pick up
β Hello is anyone there?β Rudo asks with his big eyes
Which. No one is there because priorities man priorities we donβt need two people dying. And rudo can die to bugs that was his fault for being stupid not yours.
So you are in the car driving away. Now rudo had to use his choker to call for help.
You and Zanka were in your room talking about your guys performances on the last mission which you guys successfully whipped out trash beasts!
β I want to try a new move with my staff let me show it to youβ
βAnother new move?βοΏΌ
βYes show it to me, now I can see why Enjins says your the with your jinki. Youβre up here late at night thinking about new moves . But yes please show it to me Zankaβ
You expect him to start doing random stanches and fighting poses but no he start fighting and tearing your room apart like nothing is spared. You have to run out your room so you donβt get hit.
But you find an opening to jump on him like a koala to clam him down ( corny af).
β ZANKA what is wrong with you is this your new move? Good lordβ you practically yell
( side note this reminded me of when my eyes turn red run and one of my friends said when my eyes run red and that was hella funny)
Then you see what he is doing he is fighting a bunch of wasps. As soon as i say that you run. Your fight or flight instinct is to run while his is to fight. Ands he can do that gladly.
So after a little bit you sit outside your room thinking of how you can fix your room when he runs out. You walk back into the room and you can see all the wasps are dead and your organization too.
Zanka walks back into the room like he hadnβt destroyed your whole room and says βSupβ
So you genually crash out on him
Jk
β Zanka fix thisβ
βYes Maβmβ
Notes: during the last two i got sleepy and i wanted to finish it asap so yeah spent three hours i think on this. Here are some tags because yeah
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No one comment something stupid
β OH a wasp actually isnβt a bug!β Please dont man im cranky today that is rage bait at its finest
Hello! This happened to me recently and thought to make a request out of this. Iβd like to request a zanka x reader wherein it is readerβs period and sheβs been craving this specific food and asked zanka to buy it for her. Zanka went to buy the food for her but he accidentally bought the wrong one. He gave it to reader. Reader just looked at it and cried.
Hello!! Here is your request honey, enjoy it π«Άπ»π
The cramps had been treating your lower abdomen like a punching bag all morning, leaving you curled into a tight ball on the couch of the headquarters. Along with the aches came a devastating, hyper-specific craving for a particular snack...the only thing you convinced yourself could possibly make the misery of your period bearable.
When Zanka walked into the room, adjusting his jacket and looking for his next task, you used every ounce of your remaining energy to look up at him with pleading eyes. You asked him if he could please, please run out and buy it for you. He stared at you, blinking in slight surprise at your sudden intensity, but your pale face and the heating pad pressed to your stomach told him everything he needed to know. Although he let out a small, fake groan just to keep up appearances, his eyes softened completely. He gently patted the crown of your head, took the notes you gave him, and headed straight out into the chaotic streets of the city.
He actually wanted to get it right. He walked into the market with a tender sense of mission, scanning the cluttered shelves of the shops. However, Zanka wasn't exactly an expert on comfort food or the minor, crucial differences in packaging. Spotting a wrapper that looked identical to what you described, he grabbed it with a smile, paid quickly, and headed back in a rush, eager to make you feel better.
"Hey. I'm back, here's your food," Zanka announced in a soft voice as he carefully opened the door, walking straight over to the couch.
You sat up instantly, a rare spark of hope lighting up your face. He handed you the plastic bag delicately, sitting down on the edge of the couch right beside you. You reached in, pulling out the item with trembling hands, desperate for that first bite.
But as your eyes scanned the label, the spark died. It was the wrong brand. The wrong flavor. It wasn't even the right texture. It was a completely different snack that just happened to share a similar color scheme.
You stared at the packaging. In a normal day, you would have laughed it off, teased him, and eaten it anyway. But right now, with your hormones crashing and your body aching, this incorrect snack felt like the absolute last straw.
Your bottom lip began to tremble.
Zanka, who had been watching you closely while waiting to see your smile, noticed your sudden stillness.
"Is something wrong?" he asked, leaning in closer with a tone of genuine concern.
A single, heavy tear spilled over your eyelashes and rolled down your cheek. Then another. Within seconds, you were staring down at the wrong wrapper, quietly sobbing, shoulders shaking as you clutched the bag to your chest like a broken toy.
Zanka froze. His eyes went wide, and his usual shyness instantly transformed into a state of absolute panic. He moved closer, wrapping his arms around you with complete gentleness.
"Wait...hey! Please don't cry... Does your stomach hurt really bad? Do you want me to look for a doctor? What did I do wrong, sweetheart?"
"It's... it's the wrong one," you choked out, your voice cracking into a pathetic whine as you held up the item.
Zanka squinted at it, then looked at you, feeling like the biggest idiot in the world. He didn't get annoyed, nor did he yell; on the contrary, seeing your face soaked in tears and your genuinely devastated expression made his own heart ache with pain.
"Ah... I'm an idiot, I'm so sorry," he whispered with a rare tenderness, scratching the back of his neck sheepishly. He took the packaging from your hands with extreme care and gently pulled you against his chest. He let you bury your face in his neck while wrapping you in a protective embrace, rocking you softly back and forth.
"I'm really sorry. I didn't pay attention. Please don't cry, it hurts to see you like this."
He kissed your forehead with deep, pure affection, wiping your tears away with the pads of his thumbs.
"Stay right here and don't move," he told you in a low voice, giving you one last reassuring squeeze. "I'll go back right now and get the exact one. I'll search every single shop in the city if I have to, but I'm going to get you what you want. Stay warm under the blanket, okay?"
Before you could even protest, Zanka tucked you comfortably back into the couch and bolted out the door, moving with more determination than he ever did in any battle.
About fifteen minutes later, the door opened once again. Zanka stood there, panting slightly, his hair a bit disheveled from running with all his might. He walked over to you with soft steps and placed a new bag directly into your hands. Inside were three different variations of the exact food you had actually asked for, just to ensure he absolutely covered his bases this time.
"Here you go," Zanka said in a whisper, sitting back down beside you and placing an arm over your shoulders to pull you close. He tried to hide the intense blush on his cheeks, but his gaze toward you was completely sweet. "Now you can actually eat."
You looked up, sniffling, and a small, beautiful smile finally broke across your face as you opened the correct package.
"Thank you, Zanka. You're the best."
He let out a relieved sigh, and all the tension in his body melted away at the sight of your happiness. He leaned down and left a tender kiss on your cheek, keeping his fingers intertwined with yours while you ate.
"Yeah, well... I'd do anything for you. Just eat and rest."
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Hey baby boy!
"That's enough," Zanka grumbled for the th time. You ignored him and continued playing with his long earrings. "Hey!!"
"Hey," you replied with a mischievous smile, and the way his face transformed from annoyance to embarrassment would haunt you for the rest of your days. He pulled away, trying to cover his face, now flushed crimson.
"Stop bothering me."
"I'm not bothering you," you leaned toward him, putting almost all your weight on him. "I'm being affectionate, baby." He stopped the second your hand landed on his waist.
"Someone's going to see us." He didn't even try to break free from your grip; he even seemed to enjoy it. Zanka glanced around before placing his hands on your sides. "Stop playing around."
"I see." You moved even closer, your hand sliding under his shirt, gently caressing his abs, your lips dangerously brushing against his. "But you like it when I do this, don't you?"
He didn't answer; instead, he clung to you, pulling you even closer. You knew he was fighting with all his might not to kiss you. When your lips were close enough, you pulled away.
"You're right, someone might see us," you said, getting up from the couch and leaving him lying there. He blinked countless times before collapsing completely onto his back with a heavy sigh.
"Stop playing with me!" you heard him shout as you left the room.
Boredom and Blackmail βΛβΉβ‘
summary : Keeping a secret inside the headquarters is hard ,especially you and Zanka's "stress-relieving" routine. Where you bleed off post-mission stress against each other's lip in dark corners, you two thought you could keep it low, not until Riyo caught you two making out again in the storage closet and from that moment on...she blackmails Zanka into doing her chores, giving up his favourite snacks, threatening to tell Enjin if he doesn't comply...all that great effort of his..just for her exactly a few days later to "accidently" tell Enjin..and he doesn't know how to keep his mouth shut in breakfast.
pairing : Zanka Nijiku x g/n reader
trope and rating : Enemies to Situationship / with Benefits | sfw, fluff
A/N : HIIII AGAINNN!! this is a part 2 of the first fic i wrote! TYSM FOR 200+ LIKES ON ITT IM SO HAPPY!!! again feedbacks from you guys would be AMAZING!!! (btw..here's...pt.1 from it..hope u enjoy..)
Volume 19 Extras.
Husband Tamsy THEN ex-husband tamsy
Divorce babe divorce, because he's insane, you left him for that reason. Perhaps you're scared by the fact that you fell in love with his twisted, Double-sided personality, that looong smile he has that drives you as crazy as he is, because you love it, what only you can see, that true side of him. For you only.
Or, maybe he left you because he's a big piece of shit!
But you both still miss each other one way or another and eventually reconcile... With sex/hate sex because you never stopped loving each other and you still love and miss each other... You miss the dynamic, waking up next to him after fighting with him for whatever reason, he pushed your buttons and got you so angry you hit him with the cold shoulder for a whole day but guess what, he's weak for you. He's still a man in love.
And then you're making up afterward, And you fall right into his arms again because no one has ever made you feel what he does now, you love it. He loves you; and is deeply obsessed with you, he gets down on his knees and kisses your thighs all the way to your feet... Whispering sweet nothings and apologies, telling you how much he loves you, twisted words like he'd love to live inside your soul and consume it... But you know he says it out of love and compulsion for you...
You truly hate your husband; you kiss him with hatred and passion, with a love that you recognize deep down but refuse to acknowledge, he kisses you back the same way and you smile wrapping your arms around his neck to pull him closer and whisper against his lips, "I do love you,"
"I love you too, darling..."
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Hello hanniii! I'm pretty sure that you're probably flooded w reqs as soon as you opened your requests, so you can totally take your time on writing this:>
So I watch south park, and I think that Stan and Wendy's dynamic are literally so cute! Do you think you can make a Lovesick! Zanka x reader? Where Zanka cannot even stare back at his partner without vomiting, not out of disgust but because of pure adoration and love.
-π₯
Hello!! Surprisingly, I don't have that many requests, but I'm falling behind...anyways enjoy your request π«Άπ»
He's so in love that it makes him sick (request)
The love Zanka felt for you manifested itself in many ways, but he felt it most intensely in his stomach.
It had nothing to do with disgust. Quite the opposite. It was the absolute, overwhelming, and suffocating purity of the adoration he felt for you that made his stomach clench violently every time he tried to hold your gaze for more than three seconds.
"Zanka, please, look at me," you pleaded, crossing your arms as you leaned against the wall of his room.
The poor boy clung to Assistaff, nervousness beginning to take hold of him. He kept his eyes fixed on the gray floor, rubbing the back of his neck with a trembling hand, his cheeks flushed a deep red.
"I can't," he replied, his voice choked with emotion, clearing his throat to try and regain his composure. "I'm... I'm trying to meditate. Don't distract me."
"I'm just asking you to say good morning to my face, not give me a lecture," you sighed, taking a step toward him.
That simple step was a error. Your proximity carried your scent, and when Zanka made the mistake of looking up to check how close you were, his eyes met yours.
It was immediate. The warmth in your expression and the sparkle in your eyes hit him like a raging beast. His chest tightened, his heart leaped violently, fueled by a devotion so dense it couldn't fit inside his body, and his stomach protested instantly at the emotional overload.
Zanka squeezed his eyes shut, clutched his stomach, and took a deep breath.
"Again?!" you exclaimed, going after him as he headed to the bathroom.
When you found him, he was leaning against the sink, inhaling and exhaling sharply. You stopped at a safe distance, rubbing your forehead in frustration, though a part of you couldn't help but feel a deep tenderness at the absurdity of the situation.
"I'm sorry..." Zanka managed to stammer, his breath coming in short gasps. His face was pale, but the blush was still there, spreading to his ears. "I swear... it's not because of you. I mean, it is because of you! But not like that."
"Zanka, I understand you're intense, but this is ridiculous," you said, slowly approaching and offering her a clean handkerchief. "You're literally lovesick."
"Don't say such embarrassing nonsense out loud!" he protested, snatching the handkerchief without looking at you, his gaze fixed on the tissue. "It's just... when you look at me like that, with that face that's so... so perfect... It makes me feel all flustered."
"Sure," you laughed, taking another step forward.
Zanka tensed completely, shrinking into himself as if expecting an imminent impact.
"Don't come any closer!" he warned, his voice trembling noticeably. "I'm still nauseous. If you hug me or anything, I swear I'll die right here. My heart is going to explode."
"Okay, I won't come any closer," you conceded, raising your hands in a gesture of peace, keeping a distance of two meters. "But you're going to have to get over it eventually. We're a couple, Zanka. We're supposed to look at each other, hold hands... maybe kiss."
At the mention of "kiss," Zanka let out a stifled sound, like a tire losing air. He covered his face with both hands, desperately trying to suppress the new wave of butterflies fluttering in his stomach.
"One step at a time," the boy murmured from behind his hands, his voice muffled and utterly defeated.
You smiled gently, crossing your arms and contenting yourself with observing the top of his head. He was the proudest and most disciplined warrior among the Cleaners, but when it came to you, he was nothing more than a helpless wreck, overwhelmed by a love so great that his own body couldn't find any other way to express it.
