Nobody's Promised Tomorrow [Zayne × Reader] [Oneshot]

Wherever You Go

"I don't have all the patience in the world, Zayne!" Y/N shouts, her fingers running through her hair as she paces back and forth at the living room. "Just send me a short text or anything that could make me feel that I still mean anything to you." She continues, her hand on her chest.

"You're a hunter, Y/N. You should know that many people were injured from the sudden influx of Wanderers in the city, and it is my duty to treat as many of them as possible." Zayne said, his tone flat and devoid of any emotion as he sits on the sofa. His own voice surprised him as it wasn't his intention for him to sound like that.

But just as Zayne was about to apologize, Y/N stops pacing, her face was etched with disbelief as she looks at Zayne. "Is that it then? So you never had a minute of rest or to pause to even go check up on me or ask if I was alright?" She scoffs. "I've been fighting all those Wanderers day and night almost everyday but I still managed to leave you a message, only to be left on read."

"I know that you can handle yourself." Zayne replies, glancing at his phone, a habit that developed within the span of weeks because of constant calls that reminded him of new patients that he had to treat.

Y/N became silent, making him look at her. She had her fists balled as tears fell from her eyes.

"So, you're not worried about me at all?" her soft voice sounded so weak, "Fine." Y/N picks up her bag from the edge of the couch and storms out of Zayne's house, their supposed house-only if their relationship didn't take a turn for the worse in these past few weeks.

Zayne removed his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose, his eyebrows furrowed. He didn't know whether to follow Y/N outside or let her cool of. Either way, he was too tired.

Today was his only day off from the hospital. For 3 consecutive weeks, Linkon City has been attacked by an enormous number of Wanderers that suddenly appeared at the center of the city, and it was only the day before yesterday when they were all finally eliminated. Those past three weeks, Zayne and Y/N never really got the chance to be with each other, both busy with their respective jobs with Zayne as a doctor at Akso Hospital and Y/N as a Deepspace hunter.

It was true, that Y/N did contact him every time she had a moment to breathe from fighting wanderers, but Zayne couldn't reply to her due to multiple reasons. But, thinking about it now, these reasons weren't actually valid. They were the only excuses that he had told himself.

Zayne let out a groan as he sat back. He closed his eyes, remembering how stupid his actions and words were, and how he had hurt Y/N's feelings. Zayne remained in this position, an arm over his eyes as his back rested on the sofa.

After a while, Zayne was woken up by the ringing of his phone. When he opened his eyes, the living room was already colored in hues of orange and red, it was already dusk. The TV was open and there was news playing.

"After a month-long mission... - a hunter was injured due to the sudden appearance of an S-class Wanderer on Whitesand Bay-." Zayne couldn't focus on the news as he picked up his phone vibrating on his coffeetable.

Zayne looked at the caller ID. It was an unknown number, but Zayne decided to answer it nonetheless.

"This is Dr. Zayne speaking, how can I help you?" Zayne sat up, his one hand holding the phone to his ear as he looked at the time on the wristwatch of his other hand. 5:48 pm.

"You are on the emergency contact of hunter Y/N. We're informing you that she has suffered a fatal injury from a sudden attack of a Wanderer. We are on the way to Akso Hospital."

Zayne felt his heart drop. Just as he was about to stand, he heard voices on the other line, and he had never felt so helpless at this point.

"Shit! She's going into shock-we have to stop her from bleeding!" And it seemed like the phone was left somewhere as the paramedics tried their best to treat Y/N.