𝐀𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 [Z.S] ✔︎

[ 9 ]

"Try to do it more carefully Zee, I don't like to see you bleed." Harry's eyes detached from Zayn's, he kept his gaze on his husband's bloody fingers.

He had an accident with one of the machines he was putting together at home and cut himself on one of his work tools, Harry helped him bandage his three injured fingers.

"I'm sorry, honey."

"It's okay, now let me put this away and finish your dinner." He kissed her husband's lips quickly, smiling and pulling away from him to finish what she was doing.

The brunet's gaze was intent on Harry's steps, watching him warily; everything felt strange to him lately, having his husband back was strange, hard to explain, Harry's family no longer kept in touch with him after his death, and friends that at one point came to be considered his, vanished over time, so he was all alone those five years without his Harry, but now that he was here, standing in his kitchen with only a pair of lace panties and one of his sweatshirts, it was like going back in time.

At some point he'd regret what he'd done, creating artificial technology to bring someone dead back to life would never be right, and now he was starting to feel overwhelmed.

"Zayn, the food is done, love, have a seat and I'll start serving."

Zayn nodded, getting up from the bed and walking out of the room to the kitchen, his eyes fell on Harry's hand, there was a line on one of his fingers, right next to his engagement ring.

"Harry, I can wash them, let me do it."Zayn was about to take the dirty cutlery and plates from the curly one's hands, but he shook his head, preventing him from helping him.

"I can do it, Zaynie, don't worry." Zayn walked over to him. "Go sit down anyway, I said I was going to feed you." Harry gave him a smile.

The curly-haired man went back to washing his dirty dishes before he felt an electric shock in his body that he couldn't explain, as everything became a blur. Zayn realised seconds later, he acted quickly before something more dangerous happened.

"Fuck." He muttered, taking his husband's body in his arms without first turning off the water tap. "It's okay, you'll be fine."The words were directed at Harry's body, he didn't want to cry, but if it wasn't turned back on, he wasn't so sure he was still alive either.

- 🤖 -

"It was just a little shock of electricity, if we assemble this part properly and put some more latex on it will be as good as new." Liam pointed out. "Let me do it Zayn, I can feel your stress from here."

"How can you not be?"

"It'll be fine, Zayn, just calm down." This time Katy's voice was heard throughout the lab.

Harry's mind activated out of nowhere, his green eyes looked at the ceiling somewhere, he didn't hear anything for a moment until the sounds hit him out of nowhere, he started to feel scared, overwhelmed and in a state of shock as he saw his husband looking at a screen, where you could see his bare hide on it, he turned his head and could see a man he didn't recognize doing something with his hand, a blonde woman on the other end talking to another man a little shorter.

He turned his head again, realised that no one was really paying attention to him, and rather desperate questions were crossing his mind at the moment.

What am I doing here?

What are you doing to my hand?
Why can't I feel my hand?

Why is Zayn looking at that screen with my body on it?

What is this all about?

Her impulsiveness was so much that she let a gasp come out of her mouth and echo across the room, causing her husband's hazel eyes to look up at him in terror.

"Zayn..." He muttered.

"Damn it." He cursed out of nowhere, his eyes wide with fear, and Harry knew immediately that something was wrong.