If it's okay with you, I'd love a drabble of Zayne having to take Harper to work with him because Sylus has business to do in the N109 Zone. Greyson and Yvonne haven't seen him in, like, a week and now he has a baby that suspiciously looks like the guy who picks him up from work sometimes. 😂😭
Hi!!! Of course it is okay with me! I miss Harper too, and miss seeing snowcrow being parents! Thank you for this cute ask, I had a lot of fun writing this! Advanced apologies though, for I may have made Snowcrow a little bit ooc, and Greyson & Yvonne a LOT T_T
Babysitting - A Zayne x Sylus drabble
Zayne sighed as he saw the email from Akso Hospital. His leave had been approved, yes, but the mail was from Greyson - the cardiac department was falling apart since their Chief Surgeon's absence, and he had privately requested Zayne if it would be possible for him to just drop in and supervise. Zayne had almost responded that he was on a paternity leave, before realising that he hadn't specifically mentioned the nature of his leave anywhere while applying for one. He rubbed his face gently, letting out a soft groan.
"You can refuse, you know?" Sylus said softly as he paced the living room, bouncing Harper on his hip. Just a week ago, the couple were completely thrown off-guard when they had discovered a dragon egg exhibiting both their genomes. Now, they were handling their child as if they had done this for years and not just a week. Harper giggled and tried to catch the energy tendrils that Sylus created. The sight of his husband and daughter made Zayne calm a bit as he smiled. "I don't like how your colleagues think that it is alright to interrupt someone when they are on a workplace-approved leave."
With a sigh, Zayne got up and took Harper from Sylus. "It's just Greyson, he knows not to contact me unless there's an actual emergency." As Harper tried to grab his face, he nuzzled into her, making her squeal and giggle from the affection. "And besides, I'm leaving our baby with you. There's nothing I need to worry about."
Sylus shook his head, having expected his husband to be a workaholic. "Well then, my dear doctor, I will take good care of our baby while you go save lives." With a kiss to his cheek, Sylus wraps his arms around Zayne from behind. For a moment, the room was filled with a comfortable silence and the cheery gurgles of a well-loved newborn. Peace, at last-
"BOSS!!!!" It was Kieran. "The protocore deal- Dimitri played us- he went behind our backs-" catching his breath, Kieran explains how one of the parties played dirty with the protocore deal and has tied up with another rival. "Luke is currently holding fort but we need you boss!"
Well, so much for expecting peace and quiet in the N109 Zone. Or well, close to it.
With a sigh, Sylus hugs his husband one last time before pulling away. "Looks like I have work cut out for me, doc," he teases with a small smile. Zayne nods, already understanding. "Go." And as Sylus leaves with Kieran, Zayne thinks to himself, as long as his husband closes the deal by dawn, then he can take over on babysitting Harper for him.
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"I'm sorry, doc."
Zayne got the call just as he had gotten ready for his shift. He sighs, disappointed but not upset. "I take it work runs longer?" He asks mildly.
"I'm really sorry, Zayne." The usage of his name made Zayne pause. "I tried my best, but it looks like an inside mole had tried to decimate Onychinus in my absence. My presence is needed until I could wedd them all out." Then, his voice grew quiter. "I should've been there for you instead." Rarely does the leader of the N109 Zone shows remorse.
"It is fine, Sylus," Zayne replies softly. "Such is work, and I do not blame you. I will simply bring Harper with me to the hospital." He could still feel Sylus' unease despite the silence, so he added, "We'll talk tonight, okay?" That seemed to calm Sylus down a bit.
After the call ends, Zayne puts down his phone and looks at his daughter, who looks at him expectantly as she gnaws on her fist. "Alright, bǎobǎo," he sighs, picking his girl up. "You're gonna come with bàba to the hospital… It'll be fun, I promise."
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Greyson buries his head in his hands for- honestly, he lost count. Since Zayne's leave, he's been dealing with everything that Zayne did - and that included overseeing the new interns, navigating the administration (which Greyson is willing to admit he suck at), and handling surgeries. The last part, he excelled at - as expected of a talented cardiac surgeon. But the hospital administration is, bluntly put, a pain in the ass, and Greyson will admit he has trouble winning over all of the interns. So in a desperate move, he reached out to Zayne, politely requesting him to head in for just a day to help him with the supervision part.
And now he's paying for his oversight in the form of an angry Yvonne who doesn't hesitate to tear Greyson a new one over their break.
"The man's a workaholic as it is, and some divine intervention had managed to get him off work for a full week." The rest of the nurses and doctors in the breakroom deliberately gave them a wide berth, so as they don't fall into Yvonne's wrath. "And you think it was a good idea to deprive him of the rest?! Come now, Greyson, you could've not done that!"
"I'm sorry," he groans from under his hands, head still pressed to the table. "I couldn't handle those higher ups. It's already bad some of the interns look down on me because I'm not Dr. Zayne, but the administration throwing the Cardiac Department budget to the trash?!" Truth be told, Greyson didn't like this one bit. He felt guilty the second he pressed "sent", but before he could panic further and delete the mail, Zayne responded with a short "I'll see what I can do". That only served to make him panic further.
"Greyson, you…" Yvonne felt bad for her colleague, she really did, but… "You know Zayne doesn't take it easy like the rest of us," she said softly, her hands cradling the mug of soup. While all of them were competent healthcare workers and are known for their diligence and hours of hard work, Zayne had a reputation amongst the Cardiac Surgery department to treat his office as his second home. While no one outwardly said it, all of them were worried forthe man exhausting himself. That was why when they saw Zayne slowly but steadily loosening up - heading home a bit earlier than he used to, not heading in on his days off and actually staying home, utilising his paid leaves for once - the entire department made a silent pact to not bother him during his leaves unless there's a massive emergency.
Greyson swallowed thickly, nodding once. He knew, he really did. And now he felt really bad for what he did.
They sat in silence, thinking about how to convince Zayne to stay at home, when the man himself entered the breakroom, with a… Greyson removed his glasses, rubbing his eyes- a child?
"Welcome back, Dr. Zayne!" Yvonne, who had recovered from the shock faster, greeted their colleague warmly. "We're happy to have you back, though we assure there was no need for you to rush your vacation."
"Thank you, Yvonne, though I wasn't on a vacation," Zayne smiled as he bounced the baby slightly, who had started to whine in distress. "I will remember that for next time, though."
Greyson still stares at Zayne blankly, still shocked by the baby in his hands. The child looked healthy, if only a bit distressed by the sterile setting of the hospital, but seemed to calm down by her father(?)'s reassuring coos. They did have the same bone structure and eyes. But the hair… Greyson's eyes narrowed as he remembers why that certain shade of white hair looked so familiar. He turns to Yvonne, who nods silent acknowledgement.
That evil looking handsome guy that claims to be a fruit seller!
Greyson had never interacted with this "Skye" person, but he's glimpsed the man around Akso Hospital one too many times - after all, his aura was intimidating, impossible to ignore. He had once met those gleaming red eyes, and Greyson swore the guy saw through his very soul. He had made it a point never to maintain eye contact with him. Yvonne, better equipped with the social skills to tackle the scariest looking of people, had once conversed with the man and had found out that his name was Skye, he sold fruits for a living, and he was here to pick up his "companion" (lies, Skye had simply walked up to the reception desk when Dr. Zayne was in the middle of a surgery).
"Uh, your daughter looks good?" Greyson asked nervously, not knowing exactly how to ask his superior if the child in his arms is indeed his own. He recieved a jab at his rib for that. Thanks for the lack of support, Yvonne.
Zayne practically bloomed at the compliment. "Thank you, Greyson. My partner and I are indeed gifted."
Greyson's eyes practically fell out of his socket. Partner?! Since when? How? Why were none of them invited to the wedding?! Ah, Doctor Zayne Li, how cold indeed!
"I-Indeed, Doctor Zayne," Yvonne replied with a smile, though Greyson could see she was as shocked and confused by the turn of events. "How about I get her, uh-" "Harper." "-Harper, thank you Doctor Zayne, to her neonatal check-up - yes, I know you might have already given her one, wait how old did you say she was again? She looks a week old- but let me get little Harper here to the pediateric ward real quick, and we'll just run the basic tests to see how she's doing, her immunity- um, may I know the formula that you're using? Uhh-"
Zayne blinks, not used to the eloquent nurse rambling and stuttering. "Deep breaths, Yvonne," he prompts with a gentle smile as she loses her steam. "Harper is perfectly healthy. Although you are right, and she is indeed due for an appointment with a pediatrician. Here." Balancing his child on his hip, Zayne reaches into his tote bag to grab Harper's chart. "I did a preliminary checkup. though it would put my mind at ease if Dr. Mu could check her vitals." Yvonne managed to hide her surprise at the request; Dr. Mu was the one to go if you needed to maintain confidentiality. She doesn't even discuss about her patients with the nurses. What was Dr. Zayne hiding? But then again, Zayne's child could be an evolver, and the secrecy did make sense in that case.
"Well then," Yvonne took the chart, "rest assured that Harper is in safe hands. You can go about your duties worry-free, Dr. Zayne!" With practiced hands, she takes Harper gently from Zayne, who protested at first at being seperated from her father. "Shh, it's alright Harper," Yvonne cooed softly, bouncing the baby lightly. "We are just going for a walk. You'll see bàba in no time."
Greyson watched in mute shock at the entire interaction, yelping slightly when Zayne called his name. "You said that you required assistance with some tasks. Lead the way." It took a moment for Greyson to reorient himself and fill in on the administration hurdles as the two doctors headed to the cardiac surgery department.
Hours later, after their shift was over and all issues solved, after Zayne had officially filed in a paternity leave, Greyson's mind was still stuck on the one question that haunted him since Dr. Zayne walked in with his daughter.
How did Doctor Zayne and Skye birth Harper?!
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