based on this request on my tumblr blog:

Zayne and Sylus reaction to an MC who is usually honest about almost everything but when it comes to her feelings she gets very shy and runs away because she's too flustered 

I made two versions for Zayne and couldn't decide for any of it, so I decided to let you have both. I would love to know which one is your favorite 🩷 and also, I hope you like Sylus part. 

Zayne - One

- You're on a weekend trip together, as it often happens in the last few weeks. Hiking it is this time as Zayne had suggested in the library last time you met him.

 - Both of you were always relaxed with each other, bantering around and Zayne always cherishes the honesty from you

- Wandering up a mountain path you stumble over a big wooden root you didn't notice because you were to focused on Zayne's broad back in front of you

- He's at your side in an instant as you fall. Helping you sit up he starts to examine your bruised knee and sprained ankle.

- The closeness of his tall figure and his skilled fingers on your skin make you fell silent and suddenly self-conscious

- As Zayne asks you how much it hurts, you can't really focus on his question, too distracted by his green hazel eyes that shimmering like precious gems in the sunlight.

- As he caresses your cheeks with a tiny smile that tugs on the corner of his lips, you freeze on the spot

- Overwhelmed by this sudden show of affection you start to panic internallyYou start to stutter, barely able to form a coherent sentence due to this

-It's not that you don't like it, but neither weren't you prepared for this nor are you used to it

 - Nervous you get back to your feet and start to limping away from Zayne, trying to hide your crimson red face and shaking hands

Zayne - Two

You and Zayne have been dating each other for a while now. Or rather... You think you two are dating. If you're honest, you don't know Zayne's opinion on this matter.

You often spend his lunch breaks together or are cooking together at the weekends and sometimes at evenings during the week. Zayne was and is the type who always cares for you, so you don't know of which kind his feelings towards you are.

And as bold and confident you usually are... just asking him is no option for you. You'd rather die than confess to him!

"What are you pondering around?" Zayne suddenly asks as you two were sitting in a park near the hospital, enjoying the last warm Sun Rays of the day.

You flinch a little, feeling caught with the kind of things in your mind. Feeling embarrassed because of this, you look up to him—just to be locked by his amazing green and hazel eyes.

"I—uh..." you just stutter before you come to your mind again. „Nothing, it's nothing." feeling a heat crawling up your face.

"Do you feel unwell?" his hand is on your forehead instantly, checking your temperature. Zayne's needs to lean in for this and the proximity to his face now doesn't help to calm you down. On the contrary, your heartbeat quickens, and you feel yourself even more blushing.

With a trembling hand you grab his, pulling it down and pushing him back on the blanket you two were sitting at.

"I'm fine, Zayne!" you call out, a little louder than wanted and voice kind of high-pitched.

That gets you an intensive stare with a raised eyebrow. Oh, oh, you are in trouble now...

"Your face is heated, and your hands are cold." the dark-haired man states matter-of-factly. "That indicates you either have a fever or..." Zayne pauses, eyes flicking to your still shaky hands and back to your reddened face.

"Or?" you ask breathlessly. Why does he stop talking? Does he sense that something is off with you? That you're nervous because of him?

His eyes suddenly softening and something warm sets some twinkling in them, barely visible for the unknown eye. But not to you, the one who looks at him at every possibility, for already so many months now. Zayne's eyes had become your addiction since you two met each other again a few months ago.

"Or does something else bother you?" he leans in, nearly whispering with that deep soothing voice of his. "Or should I say someone else?" green and brown galaxies now holding you in your spot and your breath hitches, your heart starts racing.

And something in you breaks, and you stand up hurriedly, suddenly having the urge to run as fast and as far as possible.

"I need to go! Sorry Zayne. I forgot that Tara wanted to meet up." and just like this you make your run to the hills and leave a confused and stunned Zayne behind.

Sylus

- Sylus had pushed you against a wall, his veiny arms beside your head caging you in effortlessly "Don't you have something to say, kitten?" crimson red eyes mustering your face, an unusual softness settled in them

- You gulp, nervous because he's so close, his scent filling your nose and your heart is racing in your chest 

- A blush is crawling up your face and you're sure your face matches his eyes in a few seconds

- You know what Sylus is asking for, the tension between you is always palpable 

- Your mouth opens, trying to say something, anything! But nothing comes out, only a strangled noise.

- But you can't, you just can't! An inner blockade holding you back, preventing you from confess your affection towards him.

- And you start to panic, adrenaline rushing through you and in a swift motion you manage to duck away from his arms and his tall figure

- You run as fast as never before to the door and flee, pacing away from the truth that hangs above you like the sword of Damocles 

- Sylus just smiles, eyes darken and with a growl "A hunt it is then..." before he walks leisurely to where you left off