“Such a zesty attitude this morning, Zoe,”

Hange mused, their voice carrying a playful edge. Their morning rambles were always part of the package when it came to dating them. The only solution you’d found so far was standing in the hallway in their button-down shirt, and nothing else.

Their eyes lingered on you, a slow, appreciative sweep that made the air around you shift. You could feel the intensity of their gaze, and it made your heart skip a beat, though you kept your smile steady.

Your voice, soft but steady, reached them, cutting through their usual chatter. The moment they heard it, all the noise on their tongue fell away. They straightened, their usual energy dimming into something focused as they watched you approach.

“Hmm, I did say that…”

Hange paused, their smile curling into something more mischievous, but their eyes softened as they stood and crossed the room to you. In one smooth motion, they wrapped their arms around your waist, drawing you in close.

There was a glint in their eyes as they looked down at you, a silent promise in their gaze. Their voice was lower now, teasing but full of affection.

“I could put that ‘zesty attitude’ to better use, though…”

You laughed, feeling the warmth of their embrace and the genuine fondness they always showed you. There was no rush in the moment, just a shared space where everything else felt far away. You could stay like this for hours.