Zayne had always been there for you, of course he would be. He’s your doctor after all.. but we’re talking relationship wise. From late night rants, to breakdowns, or anything else imaginable. He was there for you.

It had been another one of those days, where weight had been on your chest for far too long, and all you wanted to do was be held and relax.

The bedroom door clicked open, the light from the hallway seeping in through the small opening of the door.

The house was quiet, no one there besides you. Zayne wouldn’t be home until later that night. So, you decided to relax in a hot bath and do whatever it took to get yourself to calm down and unwind.

Around midnight the front door finally opened, even if it was a faint sound, you could still tell that Zayne had finally arrived home. Almost racing downstairs to greet him, immediately crashing into him with a hug as soon as you got to him.

“It’s one of those rough days, isn’t it snowflake?” Zayne muttered softly, one of his hands coming to rub the back of your head, the other wrapping around your waist.

Once he saw you nod, a small frown crept onto his face. “Go back to our room, I’ll be up there soon.”

Five minutes passed, and here you two were. Resting on top of Zayne as he ran his fingers through your hair and rubbing your back, whispering words of affection and reassurance in your ear.

“I’ve got you.. just relax..” He whispered.