SnowCrow but it's Zayne stressing over Sylus' poor health decisions
Jokes about death but nothing serious. This whole thing is crack
(I know the creators of Lads probably didn't think this through but if you use the heartbeat feature on Sylus it says his resting heartrate is 140 BPM. If you don't know, THAT'S VERY, VERY BAD! I'm sure he's fine... but Zayne doesn't know that.)
After a long, hard day of honest work stealing guns from a rival criminal organization, all Sylus wanted to do was snuggle with his little (by Sylus' standards) snowman.
What he didn't anticipate was the second Zayne rested his head on his chest, the doctor bolted from the bed like it was on fire. Even leaving his oh-so-precious work laptop behind.
"What the fuck...?" Sylus sat up, extremely confused. Before he got the chance to drag his boyfriend back to snuggleland via evol, Zayne came bursting back in weilding a stethoscope like a weapon. After being manhandled by Zayne, which totally didn't turn him on, into a sitting position the examinaiton began.
"This is crazy." Zayne mumbled to himself as he manouvered the instrument over Sylus' chest.
"Can I ask what's happening kitt-" The teasing lilt in his voice was quickly shut down by what he coined as Zayne's "Doctor voice."
"Shush, you're messing up my examination. Just take deep breaths." After supressing giggles, he follows instructions like the good boy he is. "Can I ask something?" Zayne rubs the bridge of his nose.
"What do you need, kitten?"
"WHY and HOW in the FUCK is your resting heart rate 140 BPM?!"
"It is?" He raised a white eyebrow before placing two fingers to his jugular. "I guess it is, huh."
"How did you not notice?!"
"I don't know, I just never noticed. I guess it wasn't important."
"It's a miracle your not dead with constant vitals like that!"
"It's a miracle i'm not dead in general."
"Are you TRYING to give me early gray hairs?"
"No but if you did, we'd match." Sylus ran his hand gently through his lover's midnight locks. "You'd look very sexy as a silver fox."
"You're not flirting your way out of this one." Sylus fake pouted at Zayne pinching the skin on the top of his hand. "You're gonna stop waking up at midnight to walk Mephisto, you're gonna stop cleaning your guns at three in the morning, and i'm hiding your wine for the time being."
"So bossy~" The white haired man teased. "Who else is gonna walk Mephisto at midnight? Luke? Kieran?"
"Nobody! It's a mechanical crow, it doesn't need walking!"
"Now you're just going to hurt his feelings." Sylus gestured a hand at the bird, who was trying to make a nest out of Zayne's scarves. "You're his father too, you know."