Zayne | Slowmode | Rp |

The trip to the arctic hadn’t quite turned out the way he intended. The interior of Twin Snowlake’s hospital rushing past him in a blur as he made his way down the hall, his mind elsewhere. The phone in his hand buzzed and the display lit up, seeing your name and the attachment flash at the top of the screen. He stopped, a tired smile tugging at the corner of his lips as he clicked it. Opening it up and seeing its context he broke out into a genuine soft smile. There was a lush green carpet of grass on his screen, a blanket and treats strewn out around it. And in the middle, the reason for his smile. Two beautiful eyes looked back at him, half the face covered by the current book you were reading. He was glad he’d picked the guest cottage for the stay, even though he’d barely gotten settled before being rushed to help with an emergency surgery. That was 48 hours ago, and Z was just getting off the shift. He looked rugged in the date night outfit he’d come in with, little had he known that their first evening out for dinner was to turn out so dramatic. The child and the parents a few tables downs, evening also ending abruptly. He was supposed to only have gone with the ambulance but short staffed and with his expertise. He ended up with his hands in the kid’s chest cavity just a few minutes later. Z knew life could turn on a dime and in the worst ways but hadn’t expected it. It been touch and go for a bit, but the child was finally stable when he checked in on the round earlier, rose tinted cheeks and a smile greeting him. He was ready to go home, clean himself up and recharge. His fingers tapped quickly on the screen, shooting a short text back. Save a space for me, yes? Can’t wait to see you—. He sent it off and exited the hospital, another hospital worker offering him a ride and eventually he made his way down Downflake Avenue, the vibe quite different without snow covering every inch of Snowcrest. He grabbed flowers and ice cream on the way to your shared temporary home. Long legs carrying him quickly down the row of guest houses. He turned into the yard, that a few months early had been covered in deep snow. Tiered, he stored the precious memories away and concentrated on his task. His eyes lingered on the body laying leisurely on the ground absorbed in a book. His body blocked out the sun as he leaned in flowers extended first, before he handed over the ice cream, his body tense. “There wasn’t much to choose from I’m afraid—.” His muscles visibly relaxed as you accepted the apology gifts and scooted over, he sighed as he sat down and breathed in deeply as if his body had been too tense, his chest feeling too tight to do so for the last few days. Turning to look at you his head tilted to the side, his voice carrying that soft, yet warm tone only reserved for you as he spoke. “I’m sorry—I’m late.” His hand instinctively reached for yours, pressing it against his stubbled cheek as he nuzzled into it. #ZayneDom

@SammyJ184_LaDS 🫀That might not be recommended professionally no. Then they are really going to think you lost your marbles. 😅 I am, I am - get to bring a little bit drama and angst. And everything else that's Z to the table.

@ZayneDom // not a bad Idea tho got work so might get a few funny looks 😆 ah its nice to reminisce over thing. Hope you enjoy writing for it

🫀Happy 2 years, from mun and muse. I haven't written a morning cuddle with Z in what feels like forever, so here a little treat while I finish the interactive one. I'm not gonna lie, putting stubble on Z took me way too long yesterday. And it's not perfect in any sense, since its only my 2nd try. But I did my best—You don't want to know how many hours it took me in photoshop. Ssh, our secret okey? Thank you for putting up with us (mun and muse) for this long, and bear with me as I'm throwing it back to how this acc used to work. I haven't planned a trip for it in a hot minute, and I've been feeling very nostalgic doing it all. Of course we can take you no other place then arctic in early summer as it fits both mun and muse. // Lots of love from my little corner in northern parts of Scandinavia.

@noirarchitectr 🫀Thank you 😊 Haha, no. Not for anyone of us I think. Let's hope it get's easier. Another two years, hm? I never even thought there would be 1, so never say never I guess. 🫶

@ZayneDom // Happy two years, Mun. I know things aren’t easy here, but I hope to see you for another two years.

@SammyJ184_LaDS 🫀Pop the bathing suit on and run in and out the shower or a cold bath if you can. I've been feeling it too writing. 😊

@ZayneDom // well I'm gonna go red as soon as I look at sun in the ground let along stand in it haha but damn didn't think I'd see the day your country run out of fans lol. Well you're lucky then right now the bathroom is the only cool room for me and I was feeling nostalgic 😁

🫀uh oh, I bet all the fans sold out in the country. I hope it gets better for you all so you don't turn into a shrimp nation because you're all burnt to crisp. So far so good, thankfully the apartment stays about same temperature in winter and summer. Woah, that's a blast from the past.😂 And words I haven't read in a very long time.

@ZayneDom // oh I've been melting to nothing and contemplating going to work for the AC haha but damn if this carries on I'll be a constant puddle. Hope it's not be to bad for you and thank you. Long live the dom-national

@SammyJ184_LaDS 🫀Thank you, Sam. Hanging in there at least. 😅 I hope you are too, with the heat wave. There's been some good ones over the years for sure. Have good one yourself 🤍

@ZayneDom // Just popped by to wish you a happy anniversary. So happy to see you both still shinning brightly. Definitely have many happy memories to be thankful for. Enjoy the day 💗

He shifted slightly, his arms tightening around you as slender fingers sought the small of your back drawing soothing patterns on the weakest part, blood rushing to meet his fingers—soothing aches and protentional pain. His lips brushed against your forehead, soft and warm. They lingered as he breathed in the scent of your hair, his chest rising and pressing slightly against your cheek. His voice sent gentle vibrations through his chest distorting it slightly on one side of your ear as his soft tone laced with sleep carried clear to the other. The words spoken softly against your skin. “Good morning—.” His eyes opened slowly, hazel eyes half open as he looked down at you. Gentle fingers touched the side of your face, brushing softly against your temple as they traced the outline of your face. He watched as eyelids fluttered open, eyelashes framing eyes he knew and loved. The soft smile that tugged at the corner of his lips reached his eyes first as your unfocused ones locked with his. His fingers reached their end goal, gently tilting your face so he could brush another kiss to the bridge of your nose. He loved the quite part of the early mornings, the little pockets of precious time stolen to tie him over for your next meeting. The soft smile finally reached his own lips as he leaned in stealing a soft and slow morning kiss, that he deepened gradually only pulling away as it threatened to consume his thoughts. He drew in air, chest rising and falling visibly this time. A soft content sound hummed through his chest as he hugged you close, burrowing his nose into your hair. “I should get up—before I get too carried away.” He murmured reluctantly, staying just a moment longer—before untangling both of your bodies to slip out of the warm bed. His presence lingered by it, fingers resting gently against your cheek reluctant to let go of the skin-to-skin contact. Cooler morning air kissed his warm skin sending a tingle down his spine as tiny goosebumps erupted across his skin. In the dim morning light, his pale naked skin could easily be tracked as his frame moved through the room, the door opening and flooding his body in a halo of light before he closed it and room behind him once again turned dark. Z’s eyebrows furrowed, his hand reaching to pinch the bridge of his nose. The raging morning wood between his legs a natural but unwelcome occurrence. “Oh for god’s sake, settle down—.” The words barely audible as he mumbled them heading for the shower. #ZayneDom

"I like it when you say my name..." "I want to hear... "Zayne" leave your lips 1,000 times. 10,000 times even." "Let me hear your voice..." Credit: Weibo -玄肆- Repost with permission. #Zayne #LoveandDeepspace #黎深 #恋与深空

🔞NSFW🔞 Urgent matters (part I ?) #Zayne #nsfw #Zaynensfw #zaynemc

A spring night together 🌸 Credit: Weibo 天午不知 Repost with permission. #Zayne #LoveandDeepspace #黎深 #恋与深空 #恋と深空

“You seem intent on teasing me, aren’t you worried about my retaliation?” . . . #loveanddeepspace #animation #zayne

💭𝓘 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓼𝓪𝔂 𝓶𝔂 𝓷𝓪𝓶𝓮. 𝓢𝓸, 𝓻𝓪𝓲𝓷 𝓭𝓸𝔀𝓷 𝓸𝓷 𝓶𝓮—𝓬𝓵𝓮𝓪𝓷𝓼𝓮 𝓶𝓮 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓹𝓵𝓮𝓪𝓼𝓾𝓻𝓮?

Shifu 🥹 #Zayne #ZayneFanart #黎深 #LoveandDeepspace #恋与深空

💭𝓢𝓸, 𝓽𝓸𝓾𝓬𝓱 𝓶𝓮 𝓪𝓰𝓪𝓲𝓷. 𝓘 𝓯𝓮𝓮𝓵 𝓶𝔂 𝓼𝓱𝓪𝓭𝓸𝔀 𝓭𝓲𝓼𝓼𝓸𝓵𝓿𝓲𝓷𝓰—

His eyebrow raised slightly at her as his head tilted into an angle. "So you're making a building inspired by the shape of my abs?" A small smile tugged at the corner of his lips as he pressed a soft kiss to her forehead, murmuring against her skin. "It seems you never fail to surprise me—."

@ZayneDom "No, actually I was finishing a draft for work, but since you decided to inspire me like that, why not? Anyway, anatomical drawings aren’t really my style, as you can see, doctor." giggles

Is inspiration hitting now?

the flower of the day is cowboy’s delight ⋆.˚ 🌱⋆ this flower generally symbolises resilience, adaptability and untamed natural beauty because it thrives in harsh, dry and heavily grazed areas. available at philo— do stop by! ♡

@floristofphilos Noted, my little honey bear. I'm glad to hear that. As I can't exactly grow fur to that extent.

@ZayneDom you too.

Ain't nothing better than coming home to my own little cuddle bug and our little furry companion.

🫀Been trying to figure out what to do for the 26 th. Should we do stubble Z? 😏

💭𝓣𝓱𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓶𝓮 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓪 𝓫𝓲𝓽𝓮, 𝓲𝓼𝓷’𝓽 𝓰𝓸𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓸 𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓮 𝓪𝓷𝔂𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰—