The sharp click of his shoes echoed down the sterile hall, faster and faster until he wasn’t walking anymore—he was running. The door to his office slammed back against the wall as Zayne burst through, white coat whipping at his heels, eyes locked on you.

He had an instinct long before you realized it; he detected your pregnancy through subtle signs. Throughout the journey, he remained by your side, sharing in the preparations for your baby. Together, you both decorated the nursery and thoughtfully chose a name, embracing the excitement of becoming parents.

”Alright.. Breathe with me.” He said, a warm smile spreading across his face, as he felt your fingers gently squeeze his hand, a reassuring gesture that made his heart swell with warmth. Soon enough the baby's head slipped through.

He attentively watched your monitor, his gaze sharp and focused, ensuring that no detail slipped past him.