Pairing: Zanka x Fem! Reader
Warning: You could NEVER catch me proof reading my stuff (also I don't have that much experience writing fanfictions so just know this prolly won't be the best."
Inspired by @kukunomn comment on Jealous Zanka part!! DEFINITELY wouldn't have thought of this without them 🥹
You've been noticing something weird about your boyfriend Zanka recently. Now while you definitely couldn't say he was one of the most joyous people you've ever met, you certainly can't say you've seen this grumpy.
You started noticing the pattern just a few days ago. Follo and you had been having a conversation about who knows what when you had noticed Zanka staring dead at the two of you. You even called out to him wanting you boyfriend to join in on the conversation, just for him to walk away. And while Follo didn't seem to think much about, commenting that Zanka might be in one of his 'moods', it never really left your mind.
The idea of him being jealous didn't seem to far off. He's talked about how ordinary he felt, and you always made sure to praise him extra hard. So it can't be that... Can it?
Another time was when you, the rest of team akuta, and some supporters went out for food after a quick mission. You were having fun just as the rest of them, laughing and joking around as usual. Enjin, who always liked to tease you and Zanka about y'all dating, decided to once again crack some joke with cigarette smoke leaving his lips.
"So tell me," Enjin swung an arm over your shoulder and you already prepared yourself at what he was going to say this time, "what exactly do you see in Zanka over here?" You laughed at his slightly slurred speech as his body leaned more and more into yours. Clearly you were enjoying yourself, which couldn't be said for Zanka.
It wasn't obvious that he was annoyed. At least not to someone who doesn't know him well. But it was pretty clear to you that something was up with him. His jaw slightly clenched. Eyes withdrawn and kept low at his own plate of food. Even the energy was different, chillier despite the warm atmosphere.
Soon, things started to wind down, with you and Zanka making you guy's way to your room. He was quieter on the walk, which isn't that much different from how he usually is, but quieter than usual. He grasp his hand lightly, giving a small thanks as he opens the door for you without much thought.
He has to be jealous... Understandable maybe, but it just doesn't sit right with you. That your perfect, strong, good looking boyfriend would be jealous of people that have his back. So you decided to test the waters.
After changing into your pajama's, with Zanka wearing the extra pair that he keeps in your room, the two of you find yourselves lying on your bed facing each other. Not cuddling or anything, but just basking in one another's presence. "I heard Rudo has been improving on his training." Which isn't a lie. While he is the newest to the cleaner's, he has grown steadily into his role.
Zanka gruffly shrugs his shoulders. "He ain't good. Still got things to learn." His words come out clipped and short, tension seemingly coming to his broad and slightly sculpted shoulders with each word. He let out a small sigh.
"Oh baby," you lean in closer to him pressing a light kiss on his cheek. "He'll definitely learn more from his smart," kiss, "handsome," kiss, "amazing," kiss. Each word you give him to show just how wonderful he is then gets followed by a kiss.
"What are doing?" His words and tone are mean, but the way his eyes are darting around and how he reflexively leans into your touch shows that he's enjoying this more than you. You press your lips all over his face and neck, his skin glowing a shiny pink from accumulated sweat and blood rushing to his cheeks.
"You've been feeling jealous recently," you whisper quietly against his skin. "You walked away when I was with Follo, and looked upset when Enjin was leaning on me. You're such a good boyfriend, and I don't want you to feel average in a filled room that could never compare to you. You're so genuinely you, how could you be jealous of someone that stands no chance?"
You press one final kiss to Zanka's lips and bury your face in the crook of his neck. He goes still, just for a split second, before pulling you closer in a bone crushing hug. His face rests in your chest, the shirt you're wearing slowing growing damp as his light hiccups fill the room. His body feels like it's about to crack beneath your touch, you hold on as tight as you can.
After for what seems like 5 minutes ago, the body shakes stop, with his little hiccups turning into small huffs of air. You gently pull his face away your chest, and looks up at you with tear stained cheeks and red lined eyes. "If it makes you feel better," you offer quietly, "you look really hot when mad. Just letting you know."
His brows furrow and he lets out a sigh. He looks back down at your chest and grimaces before bringing his face close to yours. "I'll keep that in mind then..."