sitting on zayne’s lap with your knees framing his thighs is the perfect way to occupy his hands so he can’t type. specifically, you’ve reached up and taken his glasses right off his face.
zayne dosen’t stop to move you. he just rests his large cool hands on your waist, his fingers anchoring you firmly against him. without his glasses, his ethereal green eyes blink once, focusing entirely on you. his expression remains perfectly calm, but the tiny and familiar shift in his jaw tell you that you have his undivided attention.
“if this is a protest against my screen time, i should remind you that i have two more patient charts to review,” zayne says, his voice low and soft.
“oh, the charts can wait,” you announce, holding his glasses out of reach. “look at me, instead. your favorite view is right here.” you smile at him confidently, when you day this. and you know you have every right to be.
a rare, breathtaking smirk plays on his lips. “my vision is somewhat compromised without them, if i’m supposed to look at you, sweetheart, you will have to come closer.”
“you can see me perfectly fine,” you reply, but you lean in anyway, your chest brushing against his.
“still too blurry,” he says smoothly.
before you can tease him back, his grip on your waist tightens. with one effortless movement, his pulls you flush against his chest, your chin resting on his chest as you look up at him. the faint, clean scent of him, mixed with hospital sanitizer envelops you comfortingly. zayne tilts his head down, his gaze fixating completely on your lips.
“zayne..” you whisper, your hear suddenly doing violent flips against your ribs. “you’re cheating.”
“i’m adapting to my circumstances,” he corrects softly, pleased at your cute reaction. he leans in until his lips are just millimeters away from yours, his cool breath brushing your skin. he doesn’t close the distance right away. instead he just hovers there, torturing you with space between you.
“your breathing has changed,” zayne whispers against your lips, his thumb moving to gently trace your jawline, his fingers sliding into your hair. “if you’d like your boyfriend’s attention, you’ll have to deal with the side effects.”
