sweet withdrawal makes doctor malfunction (z. li)
w.c: 955 || not proofread warnings: a tad suggestive at the end a/n: of course i feel to write when my final uni assignment is due in 3 days and i'm not done....of course
you'd finally had it.
every time zayne had a dentist's appointment, you were conveniently busy and couldn't go with him. you'd begun to suspect that it was on purpose. this time, you'd decided to bend the truth and make him think you were busy before actually showing up while he was in the waiting room. he tried everything to subtly get you leave again but it wouldn't work.
early signs of a cavity is what the dentist had said and safe to say, you weren't pleased. you'd tried your best to help zayne curb his insane sugar consumption. you'd try switching out some of his snacks for healthier options - which weren't even that bad. they'd become some of your favorite snacks too.
he'd tried to sweet talk you on the ride home, hoping to soothe your visible displeasure but you'd decided enough was enough, but you'd require a bit of external assistance and planning. you'd quickly shut him down...for a few hours.
you'd managed to get greyson's assistance before returning home with your hands full.
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"dear, where are my chocolate pies?" zayne says while you hear the kitchen cupboards and pantry doors opening and closing. you were currently changing into some loungewear after a long day before hearing your bedroom door open.
"there's a lock on the cupboard downstairs now?" his expression is perplexed and you decided to be straightforward with him.
"until your sweet consumption habits have improved, the snacks will remain in the cupboard for me to give you." you'd done your best to remain serious, it wasn't helping that eyes started to do that softening that sets you weak in the knees.
you'd thought he would go against it from the start but surprisingly he simply asked for one and you obliged.
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zayne had an itch, he wanted something sweet and he'd already hit his daily three-snack quota. problem was..... it was only lunch time. he'd briskly walked back to his office before somewhat frantically opening his desk drawer, only to find it empty. he was sure he'd stocked up last week? a knock on the door immediately takes his focus.
"come in," he advises and once he sees greyson walk in, he resumes his search for his office stash.
"looking for something?" greyson had watched zayne move about the room, knowing exactly what he was looking for.
"nothing to worry about." he quickly responded but unfortunately for him, greyson spoke.
"if you're looking for your sweets, you won't find them." now that, made the doctor stop dead in his tracks. zayne turned to look at him while his expression morphed into confusion, the second time in the past few minutes.
"missus came on your day off and cleared your office of any sweets you might have hidden," zayne might have actually been peeved if it weren't for your name.
he gave him a sympathetic smile before leaving some files on his desk and heading out for his own lunch.
he'd had a healthier option is his pack, you'd put it there just for this, so why wouldn't he just have that.
"i heard a certain doctor's snack quota was hit and it was only lunch time, " your beautiful yet smug voice came through as he called you. you'd just come out of a meeting when a message from greyson got your attention. seems zayne found out about the other part of your plan.
"i made you a cherry parfait today, have that zaynie" you tried to plead so he wouldn't give in.
"hmph." he sighs in mild displeasure as you hear the opening of the jar.
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2 months. two whole months. zayne had tried almost everything he could but you wouldn't bend.
he'd tried sneaking off to the convenience store but somehow you'd called him right after he made the purchase and made him return it.
he gone to his local bakery and while they did allow him one pasty, they would not let him add anything else to his purchase. they said that on account of his wife's advice, they would only allow him to purchase one treat per visit.
how on earth had you gotten through to them?!
he eventually gave up after weakly trying to bribe you one night with a wonderful perfume he purchased. he would've bought it for you regardless but he thought it would give him some goodwill. oh, it got him some goodwill, just not what he'd had in mind.
a checkup appointment rolled around and while you truly weren't able to attend, he made sure that would be kept updated, as you'd wanted.
he walked through the front door, beautifully-wrapped box of goodies in hand and he didn't make it far before you were trailing behind him.
"i don't know how you managed to bypass my calls but-" your words were cut off by his phone in front your face. as you read its contents, zayne gently placed the box on the counter before going onto his knees and hugging your waist.
'patient zayne li has displayed great dental habits since his last appointment. no visible abnormalities. keep it up.' you read and giggle at the last few words of encouragement. he'd brought you a good report to get a treat in return.
while you continued reading, you felt soft kisses being placed all across your thigh's
"hmphh, zayniee," your eyes closed as he moved a bit further, his large hands moved across your hips. while he continued his pecks across your thighs - inching dangerously high, your center began to warm and you placed his phone right next to the box, dentist's note forgotten.
"maybe i could allow you a few treats..." you decide as he stands up and lifts you smoothly into his arms.
the doctor certainly got his sweets. oh, and the macarons too.
a/n: ok so, i'm slowly figuring things out, it's been a while since i wrote anything.
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