Fragments of Love: A ZaintSee Collection

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The car ride was uneventful. Something familiar to Saint by now. But the emotions in his chest still manage to make his stomach flutter. There isn't any other reason except he was seeing his boyfriend. Seeing Zee, being with his Phi, never fails to make him feel whole and happy. Though, this stupid virus always ruins everything. He huffed as he stared at the darkening skies.

Saint was so used to Zee coming over that when the stupid virus started taking over the world, Zee was scared of going out and catching it, most importantly if it means putting Saint at risk. It was sweet but also annoying. He just wanted his boyfriend, was that too much to ask? When he had sulked about it to Zee, his boyfriend only jokingly offered that if he wanted to see him, Saint has to come to him. Though Saint knew he was kidding, he really took his advice.

The first time he went, Zee thought he was joking until he knocked on the door and Zee stood like fish out of water. He had to ask to come in because his boyfriend only gaped at him, unmoving. There were a handful of times he went to Zee's house, though at first Zee always fretted about him being out but he finally conceded defeat and instead, prepared whatever they plan to do every time he visits. Though he kept going to his Phi's home, he never stayed over since he always had work to do the next day. Zee's pout at him leaving always tugged at his heartstrings, especially the day of his birthday where he had to leave his boyfriend alone in bed at 4 in the morning, whining for him to stay.

This time around, he figured he could sleepover since he didn't have much to do for the next couple of days.

As soon as he arrived, Zee greeted him with a chaste peck on the lips before pulling him in.

"You didn't tell me what you wanted to do." Zee said, pulling at his arm gently as he guided them inside to the kitchen. "But I ordered food. Do you want to eat now?"

Zee released him to go and open the takeout containers. His Phi looked up at him in question. Saint could have cooed out loud. Zee was in a white shirt and some sweatpants, and it's nothing new, but his Phi's hair was so fluffy today that he just looks even cuter staring at him.

Saint shook his head and smiled, coming over before wrapping himself around Zee, hugging at his side. Zee's arm came around him. "No, let's eat later. Unless you're hungry?"

"I actually just ate not too long. I had a very late lunch." Zee mumbled sheepishly, and Saint would have glared if it wasn't the same fact for him. He'd been sleeping in late and waking up even later, that his body clock and sleep schedule just isn't synced anymore. "What did you want to do then?"

"I wanna go to bed." Saint murmured, pressing his nose against Zee's shoulders.

"Wow, Saint Sup! Did you come here for sex?" Zee teased, squeezing him gently.

Saint huffed and pulled away, leaning against the kitchen counter. "No. I didn't get enough sleep today. But you know what, I can just leave if–"

Zee waved his hands quickly, stepping close and bracketing his arms on either side of Saint's waist, effectively caging him in against the counter. "I'm just teasing."

"Me too." Saint looped his arms around Zee, the latter encircling their own around his waist, pushing them close together. "Though, that's certainly not off the table right?"

Zee's eyes darkened as Saint stared up at him. He bit his lip, before pulling Zee's face down, and brushed his lips against his teasingly.

"Hmm P'Zee?"

Zee made some sort of noise before leaning in and pressing their lips together. Saint gasped as he was pushed harder against the edge, hands pressing on his boyfriend's neck to kiss him deeper. He'd miss him and the pent up frustration he'd been having didn't seem to help. He gasped when Zee detached his lips from his and started kissing down the side of his face. First his cheek, then his jaw – nipping gently – before he slotted his mouth against his neck. He threw his head back against the cupboard above him as Zee attacked his neck. He sucked hard on one spot before moving down towards his collar bones. Then Saint gave a high whine from the back of his throat, almost a muffled shout, as Zee worried his teeth against the skin. He just knew it would leave some bruising marks. He loved it.