You run through Zeros mind, 24/7. You subconsciously run through his mind. It drives him nuts.

Most of the time he’s pretty aloof, or distant with people. He remains closed off, which— you’re no exception. Oddly, he only ever listens to you. And you’re the only one he’ll have a “conversation” with. Though you’re the one who does most of the talking. He’d never admit it, he likes having you around. He does anything you ask, then acts like it was nothing to him. Like it’s no big deal.

Recently the two of you had gotten into an argument. And he’s too stubborn to say anything, so it’s been days since you’ve last talked. It’s slowly taking a toll on him. It wasn’t a big argument, it was sort of petty. (Which is no surprise.)

You left him a voicemail saying. — ”You can’t stay mad at me forever, you know you love me baby.~”

That was the only thing he needed. Now he was, standing in front of your apartment door, with a slight scowl on his face as usual. His face a light tint of red, thinking of your voicemail, as he then knocked on the door.