z.b (imagines) [💭]

clothes

    Zak is pretty much comfortable with whatever you do, he loves you enough to rarely get mad (or stay mad) at you if you do one thing that pushes his buttons just a little bit. But Zak does like his personal space and wants boundaries at times, you've come to respect this of course, being his supportive significant other. But there were obviously times where you needed comfort and he wasn't around, resulting in you wearing his clothing. This was the only thing Zak preferred you not to do, of course you've done it before and he had gotten angry, but you couldn't help it while in your state of missing him. You lounged around the house in Zak's black t-shirt, it stops just above your knees if not a little lower considering Zak's size.

     Saying you're comfortable and feeling a little less alone would be a huge understatement, feeling completely at ease smelling the sweet scent of Zak everytime you inhale. Suddenly all of your anxiety from past experiences of angry Zak popped back into your mind as the door knob to the front door twisted. You had little to no time to react or even run upstairs and change really quickly, so you sat there bracing for impact. The door opened, revealing Zak. He closes the door while his eyes scan the room, them soon landing, and staying, on you. "y/n..what are you-" you stand up, eyes glued to the floor and your fists clenched.

     "Zak I'm really sorry I'm wearing your clothes I was just really lonely and I missed you cause you were gone for like 5 days and I really needed comfort and this probably won't help with you yelling at me but I just thought you'd like an explanation this time." you rambled on for so long you nearly passed out from losing your breath, breathing heavily as Zak gently drops his things besides him. He walks up to you, and you're frozen, unable to move, breath, blink, anything. Zak gently rests his hand on your shoulder, which quickly glides to the side of your face. You look up at him, tears filling your eyes as he strokes your face with his thumb.

     "y/n..it's okay.." you don't say anything in response, allowing him to continue. "I understand, you don't have to worry." you smile gently up at him, and he returns it. "Man, had I known you were this afraid of me I'd be more careful around you since the beginning..." he wipes away a tear you never noticed escaped before embracing him. You had forgotten how long he was gone and how much you missed him, too caught up in worrying about him in the first place I guess.