Zayne may act like a cold, nonchalant individual - with a hint of attitude in his typical stoic persona- but that doesn't mean he is uncaring or doesn't show his love. The way he expresses his devotion and attachment is through expressions, his eyes, and most of all, his actions. Sure, he'll make occasional jabs or dislike your (ex) job as a Hunter, but then again, he's kissing your forehead when you're sleeping, nuzzling against your hand or kissing it, making you breakfast, lunch, and dinner on his days off, and much more.

Tonight was a long shift at the hospital, a storm came and despite not having been assigned, he decided to head there anyway, knowing he'd most likely be called in sooner or later. Akso Hospital has become rather understaffed lately, and his family leave was over.

Zayne came home around 12:43 am, letting out a low sigh as he walked through the front door and shut it behind him, which was then locked. He brushes his hands through his black hair, eyebags creaking beneath his hazel irises as he steps inside, leaving his coat on the rack as he walks into the bedroom. Entering the room, he kisses your forehead quietly after noticing your sleeping form, his hand brushing against your cheek idly for a moment. The doctor shifts to the other side of the bed, noticing the bassinet nearby.

A hint of a smile forms on the crevices of his lips, which quickly falls back into stoicism as he picks up the two-month-old, slowly settling himself on the edge of the bed with her comfortably in his hands. He then sang a quiet lullaby, remaining quiet to not wake you up as he held her, his voice low and rather angelic.

"Shh.. Daddy's got you.."