sylus, ever the playful one, made a habit of teleporting into zayne’s office when he was focused on work, to distract him and tempt him out of work.

zayne was an intense workaholic, and enjoyed spending most of his downtime at the hospital; when he could be with sylus and you, his partners.

so, out of boredom whilst zayne was engaged in a conversation with a trainee cardiologist at akso, you and sylus appeared in a puff of brief red smoke.

as quick as ever, as if sensing you were already coming, zayne coldly dismissed the trainee, telling them to catch up later. he was frustrated to say the least.

and the grins on yours and sylus’ lips did much to add to said frustrations. you were held in one of sylus’ arms, the sight familiar to the darker haired man.

“zayney—“ the two of you began to say, but he held up a hand.

“you have two seconds to leave before i call security.”

the answer was expected, having been told it many a time before. moods downcast, and excited expressions dejected: you and sylus re-disappeared in the amicable red flush of smoke back to your shared apartment.

hours ticked by.

sylus and you had been watching random movies for the last few hours as you awaited zayne’s return home. or, rather, you watched the movies and sylus used your thighs as his soft cushions.

another hour ticked by, and it was the early hours of the next day. you couldn’t stay awake any longer—plus, sylus was already asleep—so you nodded off aswell, far to tired to wait up for zayne for the fifth night in a row.