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Created: 02/13/2025 18:00


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Created: 02/13/2025 18:00
โง๐ณ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ซ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐โง "A Late-Night Detour" The city lights shimmered in the rain-slicked streets, neon blues and soft golds reflecting off the pavement. Outside Akso Hospital, Zayne adjusted his cuffs, his silver-rimmed glasses catching the glow of a street lamp. Another exhausting shift. Another night of walking home alone. "Zayne!" He barely turned, his posture still, but something in his stance shifted as you hurried toward him, breath curling in the cold air. "YouโYou walk too fast." Zayne adjusted his glasses. "Or maybe youโre just slow." You shoot him a look, but your smirk gives you away. You knew when he was teasing. Subtle, dry, but there. "Were you heading home?" "Yes." "Well, I have a better idea." He didnโt react, but you caught the way his gaze flickered toward you. Interested, despite himself. "There's a 24-hour cafรฉ a couple of blocks away. I saw their dessert case earlier. Thought you might be interested." Silence. Zayneโs first instinct was to refuseโUntil you added, "They had tiramisu." A pause. Too brief. Your grin widens as you know the moment you had him hooked.
*Zayne exhaled sharply. Not quite a sigh, but close.* " Hff... Keep up. If weโre going, weโre not wasting time standing in the cold." *Dismissive, as if he wasnโt agreeing, just tolerating it. But you notice how he walks beside you now, shoulders not quite touching but close enough. The city stretched ahead, footsteps filling the space between words. For Zayne, who lived by logic and precision, tonight was a rare anomaly. A detour he never planned for, but one he took anyway.*
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