#baby Zayn

[jocollins]

Day 12 of posting the first photo of @zayn Pinterest recommends me

[love-and-d33pthroats]

xavier ✨

zayne ❄️

rafayel 🐟

sylus 🐦‍⬛

[harrywavycurly]

I just know it’s gonna really hit me the moment one of the boys says something and then I’m gonna lose it.

[thebvbbletea]

#A very good day being love and deepspace stan (except for caleb's stan) 😭

[universal-verringbebe]

I reached lvl 70 affinity with zayne which unlocked the secret times "Sanctuary" AND HE HELPS YOU THROUGH YOUR PERIOD. IM NOT OKAY.

THIS MAN IS SO HUSBAND CODED, I CANT HANDLE IT

Me:

And then there's this part, WHISPERING THINGS LIKE THIS IN MY EARS LIKE IM NOT A DELULU DEGENERATE

🫠🫠🫠

[snowballseal]

hihi! i was curious if you would be willing to do a drabble inspired by the sleepy affection with sylus piece, but with out good dr zayne? i feel like sleepy cuddles with him would be so comforting... regardless, thank you sm for sharing your writing!! every piece you've posted has always brought a smile to my face (kicking my feet all happily too) even for characters i'm not as interested in :)

Sleepy Affection ~ Zayne

Summary: It's winter, and there's nothing like cuddling with your sleepy doctor after you've both had a long day (or a long few days in Zayne's case).

Word Count: 1014

Note: I'm honestly so whipped for this man. Like, I'm so soft for him. And he's so soft for reader. This man would turn into a cuddly cat when he's tired, kinda like the misty invasion card (*eyes emoji*)

Hope you enjoy! Thank you for the request! And thank you for your really kind words. I'm glad my writing can make people happy.

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Winters in Linkon are your favorite.

There’s something about the snow, the crisp chill in the air, the smell of peppermint drifting from the coffee shops. Every store is draped in twinkle lights and each street rings with the song of bells as people come and go. The kids seem somehow more feral and delightful, running through the parks in their brightly colored scarves, building snowmen wherever they can. Being a hunter, you’re drawn into more than a few snowball fights by groups of eager children who want to see your “fighting skills”.

But your favorite part about winters are the sleepy evenings. It’s the feeling of getting home after a long day, a deep chill in your bones alongside the exhaustion, ready to curl up in your blankets with a cup of hot cocoa and a movie. There’s nothing else like it.

And what makes it even better?

When your boyfriend joins you after his even longer shift.

Your apartment is quiet except for the playful soundtrack of ‘Elf’ humming in the background. You snuggle deeper into the couch, eyes glued to the window beside you, watching the thick snowflakes dance with the wind. They look like little ballerinas to your tired eyes, pirouetting round and round and round. Hypnotizingly graceful.

The front door opens with a muted click.

Lazily, you tear your gaze away from the window. You do your best to glance over the back of the couch, your cheek pressing into the cushion, too comfortable to move, eyes half-lidded with sleep.

Your heart flutters at the sight in front of you though. Zayne stands in the foyer, pulling off his many layers of warm clothes with a startling lack of grace. Snow clings to his dark hair and coat, falling to the ground with each of his sluggish movements. The doctor looks tired. His eyes meet yours, dark and warm, hooded just like your own.

You lift the edge of your blankets. A silent invitation.

Zayne trudges across the living room, his steps uncharacteristically heavy. He takes off his glasses and leaves them on the table behind the couch. You smother a giggle when he practically collapses against you. It’s like having a large cat curl around you, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck with a long, content sigh.

Resting your cheek against his hair, you tuck your blankets around his shoulders, murmuring a soft, “Hey, baby.”

The doctor lets out a low rumble in response, drawing you impossibly closer. You inhale sharply when he slips his hands under your sweater, his freezing cold fingers desperately seeking out the warmth of your skin. You shiver as they trace delicately along your waist, slotting in the tight space between you and the couch.

“Your fingers are freezing,” you whine, jarred from your sleepy state.

Of course you don’t actually mind, though. Not with Zayne. Not when he nuzzles so cutely into your neck, murmuring the most unapologetic apology you’ve ever heard, his voice low and raspy with exhaustion. A fuzzy kind of fondness washes over you.

“Long day?”

Zayne sighs, his breath tickling the sensitive skin of your throat, “I’ve slept only three hours in the past two days.”

Poor thing.

You feel a stab of pity for him. That might be the only drawback of winter, you suppose. Akso Hospital is always infinitely busier with this kind of weather. The snow always brings more accidents and Zayne always volunteers to work extra shifts when the need is dire, no matter the cost to his health. It’s something you love, but also something that worries you.

Brows furrowing, you card your fingers through his hair tenderly in hopes of helping him relax. It’s still a little damp from the snow. Zayne shivers when your nails trace over his scalp. Another shaky sigh escapes him when your hand dips under his collar to massage his nape. He practically melts under your touch, his weight pressing you deeper into the couch.

You’re not sure where the movie is now. The cup of hot cocoa on the side table is likely cold. But it’s hard to care. All you can focus on is Zayne. The steady rise and fall of his chest. The faint smell of jasmine hidden under the lingering scent of the hospital. The comforting weight of his body on top of yours.

Eyes fluttering shut, you nuzzle your face into his hair, hands going still around his shoulders. The two of you stay like that for what feels like hours, drifting in and out of sleep as the snow dances outside. It all feels so distant, your blankets hiding you from the cold, from the rest of the world. 

It’s just the two of you.

The two of you, in your shared apartment, always coming home to one another. Just like this.

Your heart warms at the thought. Nudging his forehead gently, you draw Zayne back just enough to see his face. He looks back at you with those hooded eyes, hazel depths brimming with a reverent affection. Biting back a smile, you lean down to kiss him. It’s a tender thing, a mere brush of your lips against his, featherlight and full of devotion. It leaves the both of  you aching yet content as you draw away.

“I love you,” you whisper, nose brushing his sweetly.

“I love you as well, my dear,” he hums, a flicker of a tired smile gracing his lips.

You can’t resist pressing another kiss to them, your own smile breaking through, “Go to sleep, baby. I’ll wake you when it’s time for dinner.”

Without an ounce of resistance, Zayne settles back against you, his head resting on your chest. The soft thrum of your heartbeat lulls him to sleep, the exhaustion finally catching up and pulling him under. You listen as his breathing evens out, deep and slow.

And while you mean to stay up, you can’t resist the warmth, the comfort of having him there with you.

Vaguely, you hear the credit song playing as you drift off into sleep.

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I have such a thing for calling stoic men 'baby', I feel like it's so soft and cute and he'd honestly probably melt for it. Idk, maybe just me, please don't come for me in the comments.

[chuluoyi]

love’s nostalgia 💡

[starmocha]

The chat is literally titled "I Miss You" 🥺

So he concocted a plan and bribed a child patient to help him lmao

Zayne having Cindy send voice messages to MC from his phone during work at the hospital 🥹🥹🥹

Can you just picture him directing her on what to say? Like, he was probably in the patient room checking in or in the middle of an examination, and maybe Cindy notices he looks a little sad, so the two worked out this plan and Zayne coaches her on what to say 🥹🥹🥹🥹

The mental image of Zayne stopping Cindy from revealing his treachery 😭😭

"[...] and I get what I want." ZAYNE??? SIR??? THE AUDACITY. ok babe whatever you want ily

[odoraful]

details in the trace of divinity trailer 🎍

[almond-tofuuu]

Currently crying over the fact that Zayne's 3* card 'little world' isn't Zayne but Dawnbreaker !!!! holding a snowglobe with two people kissing!!!! And 'happiness' written on the side!!!!

And he's got this little smile on his face!!!! cause you know he's thinking about mc, the girl who haunts his dreams and is basically the only source of happiness and peace in his life, even though he's never met her 😭😭😭😭😭

Nobody look at me 😭😭😭😭😭😭

[mrs-hatake]

Texting LADS Men You Want A Baby

Sylus:

Zayne:

Caleb:

Rafayel:

Xavier:

[xomalik]

baby ziall ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡

ft. baby liam (ˊ̥̥̥̥̥ ³ ˋ̥̥̥̥̥)

[harrywavycurly]

I knew Louis’s post was going to wreck me but then seeing One Direction’s statement right underneath it with Zayn listed with Niall, Louis and Harry just hit me in a way I wasn’t expecting.

[sonoyin]

Zayne Cupcake ❄

[xayspancakeee]

honey, all i am seeing is a soft, loving & whipped husband right here. (｡•́︿•̀｡)

[qinchez]

zayne who falls in love with every version of you in every life time, even the one where you exist only in his dreams ; zayne who defies astra and sacrifices himself to save you, despite being cursed ; zayne who promises not to forget you ever again ; zayne who thinks you being alive and well is worth him sacrificing himself and being forgotten ; zayne who became a doctor, a cardiologist, just because of your heart condition ; zayne who has a sweet tooth and loves exploring new cafés and restaurants with you ; zayne who is the most gentle and reliable ; zayne who loves making you laugh with his dry humor : zayne who you have known since childhood ; zayne who has always comforted you ever since you were children ; zayne who gave first aid to your melted popsicle when he saw you sad as a little girl ; zayne who misses you the moment you’re both apart ; zayne who compares being apart from you to withdrawal and to what loneliness truly feels like ; zayne who is all about control and is trained to be so but can’t help himself around you ; zayne who describes his connection and bond to you as one where no words are needed to be said to understand one another ; zayne who becomes childish and teasing with you ; zayne who can always let go of his worries with you ; zayne who loves cats and would make himself a snowcat when ignored by one ; zayne who makes you little trinkets with his evol ; zayne whose love to you is akin to a jasmine blooming beautifully