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he supposes that if he had been thinking properly, he would have been horrified when ethan promptly teleports the both of them out of the nasty fight they’ve gotten into; after all, he wouldn’t put it past one of his good friends to drop his bleeding frame in front of his sisters. zidane thinks that ethan gets it when he tightens a hand in panic on his arm and he can just picture the older boy’s eye roll because the next thing he knows they’re standing at someone’s doorway. he winces, hissing as he applies pressure to his currently busted knee. zidane supposes he would be swearing at the other if his vision wasn’t starting to swim. absently, he wonders if he bled the entire teleport ride to wherever it was they were. he wonders if he left a trail of blood too.

“ethan yang.” oh. it’s an apartment door or something. zidane sort of squints as ethan moves him and he groans a little when the older shoves him forward. whoever it is, girl judging by the sound of voice, lets out a little, “hey!” when he ends up leaning against her doorway, bleary.

“this is zidane. you heal right? fix him.”

“what - are you mad - no - oh hey!”

his legs buckle and well, he face plants into her floor.

“zidane!”

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what was probably hours later, he wakes up on her couch, limbs sore. ethan is grumpily washing dishes it sounds like and zidane groans a little, forcing himself to move. there’s footsteps and he blinks as a pretty blonde girl shows up in his field of vision. surprised, he jerks back into the couch. it makes his head swim and he groans again. she pats his hair.

“i’m a healer. not a miracle worker. you’re going to be dizzy for a bit. probably shouldn’t move too much.”

“right.” he mumbles. and promptly passes out again. when he wakes up next, he’s tucked into his bed at home and yuna attacks him the moment he stumbles out into the living room.

“ethan brought you home. said you passed out at work. are you not eating again?!”

---

the healer girl is safiya. safiya jang. she’s also pyrokinetic. and the only healer that ethan seems to know. zidane doesn’t think safiya appreciates it much.

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“you know i’m going to start charging you guys when you show up.”

brooklyn looks sheepish and zidane stiffens a little when he feels the heat of her pyrokinetic healing. he catches her eye; she seems amused and he scowls a little. across from them, sitting at the tv, ethan scoffs and waves a hand.

“oh come on. we brought dinner.”

“you can wash the dishes ethan.”

---

zidane stops being surprised after the fifth time he wakes up to her celing and her awfully comfy couch. she probably has it reserved for him. maybe.

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zidane has his arm thrown across his eyes when safiya comes into the room, wiping her hands dry; probably washing off his blood again for the nth time. he’s still sprawled on her couch and he doesn’t react when she sits down on the arm. he’s still a little dizzy and his mouth is dry.

“don’t tell selphie or yuna.” he can picture her eye roll.

“i won’t. but they are going to ask. especially since this is like the third time you’re leaving my apartment in two weeks.” that was true. it was a wonder he hadn’t died of blood loss yet - mutant genes probably. he lowers his arm to look at her.

“well, even if they do ask don’t tell them.”

“yuna will want an answer. you should tell them.”

“and i’m not going to.” he sits up, gingerly and she scowls a little; he probably shouldn’t be moving.

“zidane.”

“look, i don’t want them to worry all right?” he runs a hand through his hair, agitated. “just make up something.”

“like what?"

“i don’t know. something.”

---

“ziddy! you and saf are dating and you didn’t tell us?!”

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she fidgets a little when he sees her at the grocery store. he frowns a little and she hisses, “what else was i going to say? you weren’t any help. just make up something.”

he doesn’t say anything and just sets the load box he’s throwing up on the ground before slicing it open across the top. saf hisses at him to be careful and then goes quiet when he looks up. he tilts his head, just watching her before looking back down at his load.

“it is something.” he answers before putting up the boxes of cereal in the box. he looks up and kind of gives her a lopsided grin, “but just so you know i’m a crappy boyfriend.”

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“you and saf dating? she’s been hanging around an awful lot.”

luneth is a bit loud and elessar glances over just as zidane shoves him headfirst into an oatmeal display. at least his manager wasn’t around. plus, he was off for the day.

“i’m taking that as a yes!” luneth crows even as he picks up the fallen display.

“moron.” zidane grumbles as he leaves the store. he doesn’t turn as footsteps join him and he’s a little exasperated when she shoves a bag at him. he raises an eyebrow. “really saf?”

“yep. i’m making sure you eat.” she wiggles the bag and he takes it with a shake of the head.

“tch.”

“don’t ‘tch’ me.” she shoves him a little. then moves closer. “oh and one of those pies is mine.”

(zidane supposes it could be worse. at least he liked her company. though he could do without elessar and luneth grinning like idiots every time saf showed up.)

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