#Zack Addy headcanons

[shelbgrey]

I've got your back(Zack Addy)

Paring: Zack Addy x Best friend!Reader

Requested: @isabellavolere

Summary: the reader is a photographer for the Jeffersonian Institute. The reader gets a fever and is trying to hide it from everyone but Zack notices and confronts her about it. Maybe the reason the reader hides the fever is because she doesn’t feel like she belongs or she’s not smart enough or something and doesn’t want a fever to set her back.

MasterList

Today wasn't my day, my skin was burning and my stomach was turning. I haven't felt this awful in years, but I couldn't just stay in bed all day. Especially when Dr. Brennan called me to a crime scene to take pictures of evidence.

It was always an unspoken rule to not get sick, you weren't sick and you couldn't get sick. Physically I broke the rule but I wasn't gonna let me stay home. I especially couldn't get behind, not again. I also process things differently than the others. I knew I wasn't exactly a genius like Brennan and Zack, but I could do just about anything with a computer and I could do amazing things with a camera. I have Angela to thank for that, she taught me everything I know.

I groaned as I tried to keep my balance as I shuffled through the forest, the evidence and victim was far back in the woods. I didn't say much to anyone, I took the pictures of the dismembered body parts and the growing insects in the victim's stomach for Hodgins.

I groaned as I tried to keep my balance as I shuffled through the forest, the evidence and victim was far back in the woods. I didn't say much to anyone, I took the pictures of the dismembered body parts and the growing insects in the victim's stomach for Hodgins. I looked at the screen and saw my finger got in the way. I sighed and pointed the camera at the stomach once again.

“sorry Dr. Hodgins, I need to get another”My quiet voice made him and Zack perk up. Zack put the mangled humorous down and squinted his eyes at me.

“Are you feeling okay Y/n?”

I tilted the camera away from my face to look at Zack. “im fine”

“You don't look fine” Hodgins added as he filled up a container of evidence. I sighed then gave the both of them a serious face. “Guys, im fine”

The two turned back to the corpse and I immediately felt my stomach turn again. I took a steady breath and tried to concentrate on the photos so I could go to the lab.

~~~~~~~~(.......)~~~~~~~~

“y/n, will you please run this through the computer. It was found on the victim” Brennen said as she handed me a busted thumb drive. I set my camera down and took it with my twitching hands. Angela set her camera down and gave me a concerned look as I walked towards Angela's office to use her computer. I sat down and took a deep breath as I tried to ignore the dizzy feeling in my head. I hated how much I was off my game, I probbay stared at the computer screen not doing anything for about ten minutes.

“Hey, I wanted to see your progress,” Zack said. I hadn’t realized how zoned out I was till he came in. I grumbled to myself when I realized I've done nothing today.

I sighed and gave Zack a sad expression. “Sorry…I haven't found anything yet”

He could tell something was bothering me. Zack squinted his eyes at me, giving me a questioning look. “Are you sure you don't feel sick or anything?”

He didn’t believe me when I said I was fine. He gave me a questioning look and pushed the back of his hand to my forehead. His brow scrunched together as he flinched back. “y/n, your Temperature is very high! You should be home”

I rolled my eyes and tried to get up, as soon as I sat up I felt the room spin. Zack quickly caught me before I could fall on my face. “you should really rest”

“Zack I can't” he stated firmly. “I'll be right back, stay here while I collect a few things” he turned on his heel and headed for the door. Before he opened it he turned around to make sure I was right where he left me.

~~~~~~~~(.......)~~~~~~~~

After Zack gave me a thermometer and some medicine, he left to finish up his work with Dr. Brennan, he was bound and determined to take me home when he was done. We also had a deal that if my temperature went down I could stay in the lab. I was determined to get better even if I faked it.

“what are you doing?” Angela asked, making me flinch, I quickly pulled the thermometer away from the ice water and put it in my mouth. “Nothing”

“she was trying to make the thermometer say a lower temperature” Zack said pointing at me.

I rolled my eyes as Angela snickered. “your the first person a I ever met that tried to fake a low temperature”

Zack turned to her and gave her a confused look. I guess he never thought of faking a temperature to get out of something. Angela smiled at Zack. “What? You guys never heated up a thermometer to get out of school or something?”

“no” me and Zack both said at the same time. Angela looked at the both of us like we were crazy, she raised an eyebrow as she chuckled. “okay, I understand Zack but you never got the idea? Really honey?”

“why would I miss out on a learning opportunity?” Zack defended himself.

“and I don't like being behind” I mumbled. I always felt like I wasn't that smart and It sucked being being on something when everyone eles knows about it. I didn't miss school unless I 100% had too and even then my mother had to convince me to stay home a rest. The jeffersonian was no different, I'm suronded by the smartest people I know and I'll be damned if I miss out on something that could help me get better.

Angela gave me a soft smile as Zack turned to her. “well you please inform Dr. Saroyan that y/n will be leaving today”

“Zac-” Angela cut me off with a nodded, she was clearly on his side. I guess it was a comforting feeling that they cared so much. She left leaving me and Zack along.

“Zack I'm fine, I don't want to get behind on the case”

Zack gave me an aggravated look. “forgot about the csee, your not well and you should be home” he sat down on the couch next to me and pulled me in for a hug. “I'll take you home and I promise to keep you updated on the victim, what matters right now is you get better”

I smiled softly and rested my head on his shoulder. “thank your caring so much”

“you don't have to thank me... I have your back”

[bisexualjonahsimms]

I am so obsessed with Zack and Brennan’s mentorship/friendship

Finally meeting someone who’s like you in all the ways you’ve been judged for but unlike you in ways that make them unique and interesting is such an amazing feeling, and I suspect for both of them it was the first time they’d been around someone like themselves (cough cough autistic) long enough to form a proper connection

Brennan telling Booth that Zack just wants to fit in with others when Booth is trying to get out of talking with him :(( they get each other like no one else

[the-river-rix]

Bones ND/disability hcs!!!

(These are the characters that I have the clearest idea on I will prob update it)

Temperance Brennan: Autism, C-PTSD

Seeley Booth: ADHD, C-PTSD, Addiction Disorder, Chronic Pain

Angela Montenegro: Anxiety, Unspecified manic/depressive disorder

Jack Hodgins: AuDHD, PTSD, paraplegic

Camille Saroyan: Anxiety, depression

Zack Addy: Autism, anxiety, depression, C-PTSD, Chronic pain (in his hands), he struggles with depersonalization and derealization but it’s a product of his cptsd

Lance Sweets: Autism, C-PTSD, Anxiety, depression

Clark Edison: high-masking autistic

Arastoo Vaziri: PTSD, DPDR

Wendell Bray: Autism?? (I’m kind of not sure something is up)

Colin Fisher: Autism, depression

Vincent Nigel-Murray: AuDHD, anxiety, depression

Daisy Wick: Audhd, anxiety, dyspraxia, BPD

Finn Abernathy- PTSD

Oliver Wells- autism, NPD

Jessica Warren- ADHD

James Aubrey- ADHD, PTSD

[gothamslostboy]

Can i request bones characters and their pets headcannons?

OMG YES OF COURSE YOU CAN

Brennen

She’s against pets in general but if she had to pick one she’d choose a monkey

But after researching it and realizing she doesn’t have the adequate amount of time to care for one she lets booth get a dog

Has to be one that’s known for its intelligence tho

Booth

A dog man through and through

Specifically a high energy breed he can take for runs

Also likes to play fetch with it

Teaches it tricks

Constantly gets lectures from Brennen every time he says they have the smartest dog

Wants to let it lay in the bed but Brennen says no

He sneaks the dog up after she goes to sleep sometimes

Wendell

I bet you’re thinking dog huh?

Yeah you’re right

He has a American pitbull terrier he adores

Buys her sweaters for the winter

Takes her out to those dog friendly restaurants to play with Booth’s dog while they hang out

Cam

Cat lady 100%

Either a Siamese or a hairless cat

Spoils it with toys and treats, but makes sure it stays at a healthy weight

When no one is around she speaks to it in a baby voice

Arastoo

A cat he found at his local shelter

He doesn’t know what kind of cat it is

Has to take allergy pills because he developed an allergy after he already was attached

Sweets

A hermit crab he keeps in his office

Gets an artist friend to paint new shells based on sci fi movies he likes

Before he picked a name he was calling it buddy, which just kinda stuck

Angela

Likes many animals, but not keeping them

Only got one after Michael-Vincent kept begging

Ended up getting a hedge hog

It curls up in her lap while she paints or draws

Hodgins

Has the hedgehog with Angela obviously

He lets sit on his shoulder when relaxing

Built it a fucking MASSIVE enclosure in their house

This lil thing has so much to play with it’s insane

After a year or two of owning the hedgehog, he convinces Angela to get a tortoise

Who he also spoils

Zack

He bought a beta fish one day bc he thought a pet would make him less lonely but he was scared of all the other species at the pet store

He named it Archimedes

Originally just had it in a glass bowl

Bought it a proper tank after Hodgins explained how bad that is

Hodgins also went with him to pick out things it could hide in

Daisy

Honestly I’m not really sure

Maybe a hamster when she was young

But never got another pet after it died bc she was so sad

Loves Lance’s little hermit crab though

Says hi to it every time she stops by his office

Fisher

An iguana

He brought him into work once and cam made him put it in Hodgins’ bug room

Takes it for walks

It wears a black spiked collar with its leash

Vincent

He has two ferrets and and a set of Guinea pigs

Talks to them for hours telling them all the facts that pop into his head

Carries the ferrets around his body (neck, shoulders, arms, etc)

Talks about them like they are his human children

[coldasyou]

Autistic Zack Addy

I am not good with metaphor, Doctor Brennan.

[spacepilotleela]

Hodgins and Zack Headcanons

hope you like to suffer (: most of these are post-season three so they're gonna hurt.

The first few weeks after Zack was institutionalized, Hodgins would forget he wasn't there anymore. He'd find something he thought Zack would like and go to show him only to remember that Zack wasn't there anymore.

He missed driving Zack to work in the morning too. They never talked a lot but even then he just missed quietly existing with Zack. They didn't have to talk to enjoy each other's company.

Something a little softer, they used to have movie nights. Hodgins would usually pick. He tried to get Zack into the plot but Zack would talk throughout the movie, mostly about how the special effects worked and correcting the bad science.

The only thing that Zack wouldn't talk through was nature documentaries but Hodgins would usually talk during those. Basically, these two are terrible movie companions for anyone besides each other. They went to a movie theater once and were quickly asked to leave.

They would always talk on the drive home from work. At first, they only spoke about work-related topics but soon they began to talk about whatever was in their heads at the time. They came up with many ill-advised ideas for experiments during those drives home.

Hodgins used to take the long way home but after Zack left he took a shortcut. He turned the music up in the car extra loud because he hated the silence. Even with the music turned on it was still too quiet without Zack.

[ur-fav-is-autistic]

ZACK ADDY IS AUTISTIC

Zack Addy from bones

Zack Addy from Bones is Autistic!

[scenessystem]

Probably done this before but

Bones ND/Disability headcanons/Canons

(Starting with just the ones off the top of my head, these also apply to the end of the show so some spoilers)

Angela Montenegro: ADHD & Anxiety

Arastoo Vaziri: C-PTSD

Camille Saroyan: Anxiety

Colin Fisher: Depression

Daisy Wick: Autistic

Jack Hodgins: ADHD, Chronic Pain, Paraplegic [Wheelchair User] & PTSD

Lance Sweets: Autistic & C-PTSD

Seeley Booth: Addiction Disorder, Chronic Pain & C-PTSD

Temperance Brennan: Autistic & C-PTSD

Vincent Nigel-Murray: ADHD, Addiction Disorder, Anxiety & Autistic

Zack Addy: Autistic, C-PTSD, Depression & STPD

[colinfisher22]

Happy disability pride month!

Brennen is an autistic cane user

Booth has chronic back pain and adhd

Angela has arthritis in her hands

Hodgins is audhd and a paraplegic wheelchair user

Cam is anarexic and has epilepsy

Zack is autistic and has.. hands.. fucked-up (I don’t remember what the exact damage was)

Sweets has eds-ht

Aubrey is diabetic

Wendel had cancer

Daisy is audhd

Vincent has Tourette’s and anxiety

Jessica has adhd

Fisher is autistic and has depression

Clark is autistic

[neurodiversebones]

The ed headcanons were all really well thought-out. I definitely support that whole post, especially with Brennan needing control through food. Zack is one of my comfort characters and him having ARFID is pretty much canon, but I project on him too.

My hc's

Zack's autism plays into his ARFID a lot. Sometimes it is just too much when everything is overstimulating to have do deal with the texture, taste, smell, and unpredictability of food. When he's really going through a tough time, his amount of safe foods is pretty limited.

Zack never knows how to act in social situations around food. People's habits can disgust him and their food smells can limit his ability to deal with the whole eating process.

It can be easier to just not eat than have to deal with another sensory experience through eating. Zack doesn't really mean to restrict, but he does.

Once Hodgins figures out what's going on, he tries to make eating very low pressure for Zack and maybe watch a movie and have dinner so Zack is distracted and associates eating with relaxing.

YES !!! zack has a relatively "typical" list of arfid safe foods (prepackaged/easily prepared foods such as mac and cheese, nuggets, ramen, etc.) compared to brennan (whose list of safe foods are significantly more "atypical" in regards to arfid).

HODGINS AND ZACK MOVIE NIGHT WITH SAFE FOODS !!! comfy on the couch with blankets and snacks bc he knows it'll get zack to eat <3

[suprntralsa]

— ✿ tag dump. › zack addy.

— ✿ i don't know what that means. › zack's main verse.

— ✿ you must be one of the squints. › zack's canon verse.

— ✿ zachary addy. › in character.

— ✿ point of clarification i'm not a virgin nowhere near in fact. › zack appearance.

— ✿ you're a genius who can't drive. › zack's headcanons.

— ✿ you know you guys squint when you look at things. › zack's aesthetics.

[shelbgrey]

I just had this thought...

one time Jack broke the coffee pot so instead of buying one with the woad of cash he once had, this man just decided to use a giant beaker from the jeffersonian Lab instead and the next day Zack goes into the lab and doesn't realize he's pouring his coffee from a beaker until like maybe a month later after Cam asks what happened to the coffee Pot.

[bisexualjonahsimms]

Autistic Bones Characters and Diagnosis: My Thoughts!!!

Zack: I think Zack showed a lot of stereotypical signs of autism when he was young (lining up toys, no eye contact, frequent meltdowns, no interest in other children), and given that he was a white boy he was probably diagnosed young.

Despite being diagnosed it was hard to access any sort of support growing up since he excelled in school, and with eight kids his parents couldn’t afford things like occupational therapy (but they did all they could to support him).

Brennan and Cam know from day 1 since they’re his superiors, but his first few months at the Jeffersonian he doesn’t tell anyone else or ask for any sort of accommodations, both because he’s grown used to not having any, and because he wants to ‘fit in’ with the others.

Brennan: Not diagnosed until sometime during the course of the show, and doesn’t consider that she could be autistic until someone else brings it up (either someone casually mentions her being autistic assuming she knows, because let’s be real, it’s kind of obvious, or someone comparing her to Zack who she knows is autistic).

Lots of internalized ableism and definitely rejects the idea that she could be autistic at first. I imagine she has a lot of experience with ‘autistic’ being used as an insult towards her, and her general dislike of psychology ties into it as well. She does get over this, but it takes a lot of work, and even when she does get a diagnosis from Sweets, she can’t accept it right away. But everyone around her loves her and is there to help her come to terms with this information and figure out where to go from here !!

Hodgins: My audhd king. Late diagnosed ADHD, never diagnosed autistic (but he is, argue with the wall). His autistic traits all get written off as ADHD or anger issues.

I don’t think he’s at a ‘disadvantage’ by not being diagnosed, because he works in such an environment that he can get the support he needs without it, and ADHD diagnosis helps him to understand why he is the way he is (especially in the context of his childhood and realizing that he wasn’t ’a problem child’ he was just neurodivergent)

[your-blorbos-are-queer]

zack addy from bones is transgender, gay and demiromantic (headcanon)

submitted by @the-river-rix

[gothamslostboy]

BONES MASTERLIST

rules

FAN FICTION

ANGELA MONTENEGRO•

COLIN FISHER•

JACK HODGINS•

LANCE SWEETS•

SEELEY BOOTH

Off The Clock - male reader FLUFF

VINCENT NIGEL MURRAY•

WENDELL BRAY•

ZACK ADDY•

HEADCANONS

MULTIPLE

Cake Flavors

Bad Habits

Pets

[byersbootyshorts]

Hello, I would like to request Bones imagine or headcanon or whatever you'd like of Zack Addy in a romantic and domestic life setting with his S/O please?

The Breakfast Anomaly (Z.A.)

After a long week at work you decide to start your day off by making breakfast for Zack. But when he decides to help you it takes a disastrous turn.

Word Count: 1,864

Warnings: s1!Zack, gn!reader, eating, food, egg violence (you’ll see)

I love geniuses who don’t know how to cook

You were coming home from a long day at work. A long week actually. Identifying bones that had been ground into tiny grains and then finding the killer was no easy feat. The hours were long and the rest was little. But now the case was over. The killer had been caught and you could finally take a break. Dr Brennan had given you all a couple of days off and you were going to make the most of it.

You drove in silence. Zack sat half asleep in the passenger seat, his head knocking against the window at every bump in the road. When you finally made it home you both instantly slouched into bed, too tired to do anything other than kiss each other goodnight.

The next morning you woke up late. You could still hear Zack’s rhythmic breathing beside you, letting you know he was still asleep. Suddenly, you were hit with a wave of hunger. Then you realised that, the last couple of days, you’d been so focused on your job that you barely took time to eat much other than a few oat bars and whatever you could scavenge from the vending machine. Zack was the same. This new, uncomfortable feeling forced you to slowly pull yourself out of bed and make some breakfast. As you pulled on a hoodie you looked down at Zack’s sleeping figure. He shifted slightly, adjusting to the absence of your body beside his. But, from what you could tell, he was still sound asleep. That’s when you decided to do something nice for him. You were going to make him breakfast in bed. It was your day off after all. You had plenty of time.

You quickly rifled through your cupboards for ingredients and finally decided to make him pancakes. You had the ingredients neatly laid on the counter and were about to start baking when you heard movement behind you. You spun around to find Zack walking groggily into the kitchen.

“No! Ugh, you’re not supposed to be here,” you complained.

“Good morning to you too,” he replied, his voice raspy from sleep.

“Sorry,” you said, pouring him a cup of coffee. “It’s just, I wanted to make you breakfast in bed. But since you’re not in bed anymore, I can’t really do that .”

“I’ll happily go back to bed if that’s what you want,” Zack smiled, taking the steaming cup from you.

“Yes, please do. This is our day off and we’re going to do it right,” you said, practically pushing him back towards the bedroom.

“No, no, come on. I can’t let you do this by yourself,” Zack rebutted. “Let me help.”

You couldn’t help but laugh. “I’m sorry, you, Zack Addy, want to help me cook? Have you ever cooked anything in your life.”

He thought for a moment, scrunching up his nose. “Does toast count?” he asked.

“No, toast does not count,” you grinned.

“Please let me help,” he begged. “How hard can it be?”

You gave in, letting go of him and walking back over to the counter. “Ok, just please do exactly what I tell you to.”

“I live to serve,” he smiled, way too enthusiastic for the simple task of making pancakes.

You shook your head, laughing at him. “Ok then, first of all, hands,” you began, moving to the sink to wash your hands. Zack followed you. When the water came pouring out of the tap, onto your hands, you playfully flicked some of it at Zack.

“Hey,” he yelled, his shirt staining dark from the water.

“Whoops,” you smirked, grabbing a towel to dry your hands.

Next, you told Zack to read the recipe. “Please just read it,” you pleaded. “Just because you’re a genius doesn’t mean you can randomly guess what the ingredients are.”

Zack picked up the book and spent a minute skimming through it. “Got it,” he said. “It’s locked up in the photographic memory.” He tapped his temple confidently.

“If you’re so confident, what do we have to do first?” you asked.

“We have to mix all the dry ingredients in a bowl,” he explained.

“Good, let’s do that,” you said, looking for a wooden spoon in the drawer.

Zack carefully measured out the flour, sugar and baking powder and poured them into a big bowl where you mixed them together. 

“Alright, I’m surprised there’s been no disasters yet, so let’s keep going before I jinx us,” you said when you were done mixing.

“Now we need melt some butter and add it to the dry ingredients,” Zack said, as though he were reciting the recipe in this head.

You melted the butter, which was now a scalding pond of yellow liquid. “If you spill that I will literally kill you,” you threatened as Zack carefully carried it from the stove to the counter.

“I work with delicate bones for a living. I think I can carry a bowl from one place to another.”

When he finally safely made it to the counter you poured the melted butter into the other bowl. Once again you stirred the ingredients together. Meanwhile, Zack walked over to the fridge.

“What are you doing?” you asked.

“Milk,” he said, walking back over, measuring it out and pouring it into the bowl as well.

“Wow, you’re getting the hang of this,” you smiled.

“Did you ever doubt me?” he replied. “Now, let’s cook them. I’m starving.”

You got out a frying pan and sprayed it with oil. “I’ll do the first one to show you how to do it,” you told him.

You poured a dollop of the mixture onto the searing pan. It looked a little different than you thought it should look, but you shrugged it off. It had been a while since you made pancakes. Maybe you just forgot what it was supposed to look like?

“See these bubbles?” You pointed with your spatula to the bubbles forming at the side of the pancake.

“Mhm,” Zack hummed, leaning in to see what you were talking about.

“When you start to see these, that’s how you know it’s time to flip,” you explained. You lifted the pan off the heat, concentrating on what you were about to do next. You jerked your hands and the pancake flew into the air before landing neatly back on the pan.

“Obviously, you don’t have to do that,” you said, placing the pan back on the flame. “You can just use the spatula.”

“No, I want to,” Zack protested. “It can’t be that hard.”

You chuckled but decided to humour him. “Ok, genius, give it a try.”

When the first pancake was done you allowed Zack to pour more mixture onto the pan. He waited in anticipation for the bubbles to appear, his eyes wide like a puppy.

“Can I do it now?” he asked, excitedly. You looked down to find the edge of the pancake dotted with tiny bubbles.

“Yeah, it’s ready,” you confirmed. Immediately Zack lifted the pan. You instinctively took a step back. “Just, please be careful, Zack.”

Zack exhaled deeply, preparing himself before he dramatically tossed the pan. The pancake rose into the air. You winced as it almost hit the ceiling. But just before it made contact, it started to fall... right onto Zack’s head.

You couldn’t help but burst out laughing as the uncooked side of the pancake slid down Zack’s head, onto his face.

“Oh my God,” you both said in unison.

When you finally recovered from your fit of laughter you grabbed a towel and attempted to wipe Zack’s hair. But instead of cleaning it off it sort of just smeared it in.

“It’s fine,” he sighed. “I’ll shower after we eat.”

“Maybe you should stick to using the spatula from now on,” you suggested. Zack reluctantly grabbed it from you, rolling his eyes.

It took a painfully long time, and by the end of it you were both ravenous, but eventually you used up all the batter.

“Finally,” Zack said, getting plates while you looked in your cupboards for syrup.

You both sat at the table, the stack of pancakes in front of you, Simultaneously, you hungrily reached for one and doused it in syrup. You shoved it in your mouth and the first thing you tasted was the sweet syrup as it coated your mouth. But then, when you started to chew, the taste of the pancake itself became apparent. Your chewing slowed and your face contorted in disgust. You turned to Zack and his expression mirrored yours.

“Ew,” he mumbled through his mouthful of food.

“Yeah, something’s not right,” you said. You placed your fork back on the plate and forced yourself to swallow the mouthful as you got up to check the recipe.

Flour? Check.

Sugar? Check.

Butter? Check.

Milk? Check

Eggs?

“Oh my God, eggs!” you shouted when you realised the fatal ingredient you’d forgotten.

“Ah, that would explain it,” Zack said matter-of-factly.

“You are an idiot,” you chuckled. “So much for that photographic memory of yours. How is it possible that you can literally reconstruct a skull but can’t bake a pancake?”

“Hey, I’m tired. Give me a break,” Zack retorted.

You sighed. What were you going to do now? You were still starving.

“Maybe we should just go to a café for breakfast,” Zack said, as though he were reading your mind. But then you had an idea. You couldn’t tell if you were delusional from still being so tired or if the eggless pancakes had somehow altered your brain chemistry, but you were suddenly overcome by a childish urge.

“We could…” you began, picking the untouched box of eggs off the counter. “But we still have some uncooked batter. We could just add the eggs to it.”

“We do? Where?” Zack questioned, looking puzzledly around the room.

“Right here,” you said, taking an egg from the box and slamming it on the part of Zack’s hair that was still smothered in batter. The egg cracked and its contents dripped onto Zack’s already messy hair and all the way down his face. His jaw dropped and he scoffed in shock.

“Oh my God,” he yelled in the same tone as before.

You didn’t know whether to laugh or feel sorry for him. But before you had time to do either, Zack had grabbed an egg from the box in your hand and smashed in on your head.

“Hey, what the hell?” you shouted as the cold egg trickled down your nose.

“Now we’re even,” Zack smirked.

You shook your head but smiled back at him. “You are such a child,” you laughed, wiping some egg off your face that was about to fall into your eye.

“You started it,” Zack replied.

“And now I’m finishing it,” you said, taking the box of eggs out of his grasp before he reached for another one. “Now let’s go and get cleaned up so we can actually go and buy some proper food.”

“Can we get cleaned up together?” Zack asked, raising his brow.

“Oh, grow up,” you smirked. Nevertheless, you began pulling him into the bathroom by the neck of his shirt.