imagine
zandik is always working so hard yet he never takes any breaks. what kind of partner would reader be if they wouldn’t fix that?
they’re reaching up to him for a hug to which he sees no harm in when he feels a pinch in the back of his neck.
“what did you do?” he asks immediately, feeling his fingers tingle, his legs get weaker instantly.
“you just need to relax ok? i got it!” reader is so proud of themselves. cooking up a paralytic that lasts at least an hour. so..they better start working on him!
a bath filled with oat milk to soften his skin, combing his hair, making the bed feel impossibly softer. wow! you really outdid yourself this time!
“this is a waste of time. you are so irritating.” words filled with no bite whatsoever. though, reader realizes that he is starting to regain movement again so she feeds him some meal from his homeland. it had been.. years since he’s been taken care of like this.
he is silent for most of the feeding when he asks,
“you made that paralytic agent yourself?” reader scoffs,
“of course i did. i think i’d be pretty useless if i didn’t know how to…make the necessities for survival, y’know?”
he felt like he just fell in love with you all over again. there’s no way in hell he’d be the only crazy person in this relationship.