You barely made it in time for your appointment with Zayne as he sat in his chair wearing his usual lab coat. Composed as he typed away on his computer, his long slender fingers fixing his tie and two fingers pushing up his glasses

“You made it just in time” he says calmly. Glancing at you before focusing back onto his work.

You were always almost late, out hunting and Zayne was professional. He was strict on rules yet he waited for you nonetheless.