Protect me | Aphmau Fanfic

His Point of View

Zane's POV

The moment Kawaii~Chan had left, Zane had this bad feeling in his gut, like something terrible was going to happen..but he wasn't sure what. The whole time he tried to brush it off, but the feeling still lingered. Zane distracted himself by helping Garroth put his stuff into the room, helping him organize the place a bit, to his liking. Zane's brother thanked Zane for helping out, saying he didn't need help, but he was thankful nonetheless. Zane just rolled his eyes.

Eventually the feeling drifted off after a few hours or so, and Zane felt relaxed and comfortable. Zane sighed as he walked into his room and locked the door behind him, hearing the main door shut open as his mother walked in squealing the moment she saw Garroth. Zane picked up his phone and scoffed realizing it was completely dead, so he decided to charge it and then go out and greet his mother. Walking out of the room, he sees his mother and she bursts into tears the moment she saw Zane, hugging onto him so tightly that he could barely breathe.

Zianna apologized for hugging Zane so tightly and he growled before saying it was fine, and that he was also glad to see her. Zianna, Garroth, and Zane talked in the living room while eating some cake that Zianna brought with her as a gift for her sons. Thankfully, Zianna got tired from the drive to their place and asked if she could sleep on the couch. Garroth immediately insisted she sleep in his bed, and they argued back in forth. This led Zane insane so he just got up, walked to his room, and locked the door behind him.

Once he got into his room he sighed, and sat down on the floor for a few seconds before he stood up, then cleared his throat. Zane plopped himself onto his bed and groaned as he looked up at the side of his bed where his phone laid. He decided his phone was probably charged enough to check his emails and messages, so that's what he did and pulled out his phone. Though, he only had one message, he raised an eyebrow and opened the message up.

((Texting POV))

KC:
Zane? I don't know if you're going to get this right now but..Dante...he already knows I'm here..

Zane's eyes widened as he read that message. A flood of anxiety rushed through his body and sent shivers down his spine. He shook it off before he started typing back. Trying to keep his composure by acting cool.

Zane:
What?! Already? My Irene..you're bad at hiding yourself from someone who you're obviously afraid of. Jeez..

KC:
Zane..I don't know what to do..! The moment he saw me, he dropped his phone and he walked off as if he saw a ghost!

Zane thought of what he could say in response to this. His mind wandered off onto reasons for Dante do to anything remotely weird like that, but Zane's thoughts only led him to bizzare and outlandish ideas. None that came to a straight conclusion that was coherent enough to make out. Zane sighed as he typed..

Zane:
He didn't try to talk to you? Or walk up to you? Touch you? Anything at all?

KC:
N-no..he just stared at me, as if he's petrified of seeing me! I don't know how to feel about all this..what should I do Zane? Does it mean anything to be stared at with such fear in their eyes but not say anything?

Zane wasn't quite sure how to respond to that. He can tell she was genuinely worried and upset about all this, which pained him to choose whether or not he tells her what he thinks is right..or if he acts like a complete jerk.

Zane:
Just lock the door at night.

And there it was. Zane's genuine reaction to stay away from anybody; by acting like a jerk. Zane wanted to brush this all aside, not for her sake, but for his own. Zane was worried about letting KC in, he was worried she would leave. So he pushed her away, like everyone else. Before he was able to put his phone away, another message popped up, so Zane decided to read it before he went to bed.

KC:
Oh wow, such helpful advice! It's almost as if I thought of this before! Thanks Zane! So helpful! Really appreciate it!

Zane groaned as he read that message, upset that he chose his feelings over hers. Every single time Zane had pushed someone away, he had never felt as guilty as he had right now. At this very moment, he knew he messed up, but he wasn't quite sure how to make things better, or how to help. It was suffocating him, and the most logical thing he could think of was acting like a jerk.

No...it wasn't logical, it was just Zane trying to find an excuse to act rude. None of that was logical yet Zane continued to try to say he is not in the wrong here. Eventually the silence in the room had eaten him whole, and he couldn't deal with what has just happened. He looked at the time and he had a panic attack for a good full hour. He gulped as he shakily responds to KC..

Zane:
I'm sorry. Just..calm down. It's going to be okay, KC. Dante was probably just in shock to see you there, trying to process all the emotions all at once. If I were you, I would do my best to avoid talking to him. Shovel food in your mouth if he asks a question, wear headphones so he thinks you can't hear him, or maybe you could just hole up in that room the whole time you're there.

Zane:
And I don't think going out would be a good idea, who knows what he wants. He might just, I don't know, steal your underwear in the drawers..? Either way, It wouldn't hurt to be too cautious about the room you're staying in and where you place things. I don't know Dante all that well, but from the context you've given me, I don't think stealing would be too far fetched.

Zane:
Make sure you eat properly, sleep peacefully, and don't stress out that much. It doesn't do you any good, it just complicates things further. And if anything happens, make sure to text me right away, or as soon as you can. If you can't get ahold of me, tell Laurance or Aphmau. Though if you can, tell me first and foremost. Okay KC?

Zane:
Alright, your silence is probably because you fell asleep, so..sleep well. Goodnight.

Zane then yawned as he charged his phone back in place, and got up to dress into his pajamas, which consists of his boxers and tank top. Zane was too lazy to brush his teeth so he just closed the curtains more and crawled into bed. He took a nervous sigh before he slowly drifted off to bed.