i'm with you, and that's okay - (ZaneChan Fanfic)

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author's note: im going to try to write kawaii-chan's speech in first person. i sometimes forget to, so if you see that then plz know i forgot. she will be more second person once her and zane hang out more, she feels more open to be her true self rather than the persona she puts up.

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Zane usually doesn't have food cravings. When he does, he replaces it with something equally delicious. But in this case, he can't.

Because with every cupcake he buys and eats, it doesn't taste like the ones he was given by his, 'across the door', neighbor. Even the most expensive ones didn't give that spark. That feeling. So he's upset.

And now, he doesn't text Garroth first, but in this case, it's needed before he starts losing sleep and his mind over this.

Zane
You.

Garroth
Baby brother!

Zane
Ugh..
Do you have the number of Aphmau's roommate?

Garroth
?3?_?¥!
!?¥?_!_???????????
Why. ?
WHAT FOR ???
?

Zane
None of your business. Just give it to me or i'm blocking you forever.

Garroth
Im sure mom would love to see this screenshot

Zane
Can you stop? I'm serious.

Garroth
Im just playing hahahaha
Why are you interested though.. i cant help but ask...

Zane
Like i said, none of your business.
Stop asking questions and just give it to me

Garroth
Hmmm nope go get it yourself

Zane
WHAT.. NO?? WHY NOT?

Garroth
Ur being mean to me :(

Zane
Please

Garroth
:)
But no. I love you, but you need to start doing stuff like this on your own!
How will you grow socially if you constantly use me as guidance
Spread your wings, puff out those feathers brother!!!!!

Zane
Forget it then.

Garroth
Zane..

He knew his brother would be of no help, he's just too damn nosy. And Irene, he feels bad for being cold, but his hungered anger just controls him more than his heart does.

Zane sends a cat sticker in reply, which in his terms means sorry for being a jerk. Garroth sends another back, thumbs up saying, 'It's okay!' Zane feels slightly forgiven and puts his phone down.

He goes for Plan B.

He didn't want to, but honestly, anything for those sweet desserts. – He picks up the empty tupperware, washed clean to be reused again. It mocks him. Haha! i'm empty, there's no cupcakes... now you have to starve!

Zane breathes loud through his nose, airing out those thoughts. This is so stupid. — For some reason; he makes sure to douse himself in cologne, switches out his mask for a cleaner one, checks himself out in the mirror. He's not one to care about appearance or first impressions, he feels like he has to in this situation.

All that work and he still felt gross. He isn't planning on striking up a conversation anyway. He ends up overthinking about it before heading over, container in hand.

For a moment he just, stands there. Balled up palms sweating, he thinks he's ready to knock. But, what would he say?

Here. And i toss it over. No.. is that too bland? Too rude? Brother is better at this than me.

Oh, whatever! - To the nether with what Garroth would say; do. He doesn't need conversation. He doesn't need this. He can be by himself as much as he wants to be!

So he chickens out. Leaving the container on the ground, marching back to his room, shutting the door behind him.

There's other things to worry about than rekindling friendships. Class awaits for him.

—

When he's back from class, he's met with a small container.

The same one he had returned not even 3 hours ago. He stares down. Stares. Stares more. And it all settles in. He might scream but he won't, so he picks up the receptacle and rushes inside.

He's digging in before he reaches the kitchen. Frosting smearing across his mask, his fingers, he licks it off and bites down the pastry, even forgetting the wrap that hugs it. He knows it's disgusting, but he's been wanting these all day, cravings are stronger than his will to converse.

When he finishes his fill, he lays his forehead flat against the counter. It feels cold, fresh. It feels like the weather of today, he feels like he can run outside and start singing in it.

Yes he's being dramatic, but he doesn't care. Doesn't care enough to the point where he almost misses the note stuck onto the cover.

—Did you like them? Kawaii-chan's trying to open up a bakery in the future!
Do you mind to continue taste testing these and Kawaii-chan's other recipes?
Here's Kawaii-chan's number if you want to talk more about it! ^^ — (***) ***-*****.

And there's a small kitty drawing at the backside.

Garroth 0. Zane 1.
He knew he could do it on his own. (He didn't have faith in himself, almost gave up, but he digresses.) He then sniffles, pulling out his phone - typing her number and saving the contact.

He thinks of texting her... after he takes his food coma nap.

—-

ough im gonna take a nap too...

Thank u for reading :-)