Zemo oneshots

21. wine

Walking through the door after a long day at work, Yn got a surprise. A comforting view.

Zemo, nicely clothed, sitting on the couch with a good meal placed on the coffee table with a bottle of wine.

Yn smiled at the sudden surprise, putting down her work bad and placed her coat on the rack.

"Helmut, what is all of this?"

"I thought this would be okay for our one year anniversary. Unless it's not..?" He had doubts.

Yn made her way over, kissing his cheek. "It's perfect.. I'll be back in a second, I want to change out of my sweaty work clothes."

"Of course." Zemo stated. "I'll be waiting."

She smiled as she turns to head into their bedroom. After a quick change and putting on some perfume to weaken the smell.

If she were to be honest, Yn had a busy work day, forgetting about their anniversay halfway through the day.

Yn settled for pajamas, having no need to wear nice clothes when she's staying home. And she knows Zemo wouldn't have a problem with it.

Walking back out to the living room, Yn sat next to Zemo on the couch and puts her legs up as well.

On his phone to pass the time, Zemo set it down and gave his attention to Yn. "You look beautiful, Liebling." He complemented.

Yn chuckled, "I'm exhausted."

"Oh." Zemo frowned. "Do you want to head to bed and we can celebrate tomorrow?"

"No, Helmut." Yn stopped him from standing. "I want to celebrate tonight. You put this much effort in just for me. So.. open the bottle."

Zemo had regained his confidence, reaching for the bottle and glasses. He poured about the same amout of red wine in each glass.

After passing her drink to her, the two of them clinked their glasses and took a sip. Yn leaned in to kiss him, loving everything about him.

"I know it isn't the best dinner, but I remember it's your favorite. So let me present.. Chinese."

"Hey," Yn said softly, "it's perfect. Don't doubt yourself, okay?"

"I know.. I just want it to be perfect for you."

Yn tilted her head, a playful frown played on her face, playing with his hair. "Helmut.. just being with you is perfect."

Zemo reached to unbag the Chinese food and separating their food of whose who. Yn set her glass down to open her order.

Yn was impressed with his memory, even by the tiniest bit. Both her and Zemo began to eat their dinner, striking up a conversation.

"So, how was your day at work?" He asked.

"Don't get me started," Yn sighed before basically gulping the rest of her wine. "One of my coworkers had obviously stupidest reason to leave early, and..." she rambed on.

Zemo listened to every word, wanting to be as perfect for her as he could be. He wanted to be her comfort. Someone she could talk too.

As she rambled on, Yn poured herself another glass of wine. Zemo nodded, giving the gesture that he was listening.

"...and that's why my day has been pretty crappy. Which sucks because I hate being in a bad mood for our anniversay."

"I'm sorry. What can I do to make you feel better?"

Yn thought for a second, "you got any Turkish Delights?" She smiled,

Zemo smiled as well, "of course, Schatz. Let me get a few."

As he gets up and walks to the kitchen, Yn quickly took the chance to take a drink out of his glass.

When he comes back to sit, he places about six pieces of Turkish Delights on the table. Yn grabbed one and popped it in her mouth.

"These cannot get any better, I swear."

"I agree with you there," Zemo chuckled. As he  takes his glass, he exams it for a moment. "Did you drink out of mine?"

"Do you want me to lie?" Yn asked jokingly.

Zemo kept his wide grin, "Wenn du dich dadurch besser fühlst." He shrugged, "and how am I still surprised of you stealing?"

Yn fake gasped, playing dramatic. "you dare accuse me of stealing? I'm offended."

He leaned over and kisssd her cheek, "Ich liebe dich, Liebling."

"I love you too, Helmut."