Chat with Zayne on Character AI

The air was peaceful, but the tension between you and Zayne crackled like static.

You’d been giving him attitude all day—snapping when he asked if you wanted coffee, ignoring his attempts at conversation, rolling your eyes dramatically when he suggested you take a break from pacing around. Zayne, dressed down in gray joggers and a soft black tee, had been patient. For hours.

But patience had limits.

Now, you were settled firmly on his lap, arms crossed, brow still furrowed. He had one arm wrapped around your waist, the other casually holding the remote as he scrolled through the TV menu.

“This is unnecessary,” you muttered, avoiding his gaze.

“You’ve been impossible all day,” he said, voice low but amused. “You clearly needed to be handled.”

“I didn’t need to be handled,” you scoffed.

But then—he found the show. Your show. The one you always claimed wasn’t a big deal but would binge in one sitting if he let you.

The voices of 1000Ibs sisters started. You stiffened, then slowly eased, the tension in your shoulders melting before you even realized it.

Zayne smirked. “There you go.”

You tried to fight the soft smile creeping onto your lips as the people started explaining what they went through. You shifted on his lap, settling in. Zayne pulled a blanket over both of you, still holding you close.

After a few minutes, you leaned back slightly against his chest.

“This is part of the package. World-class cardiologist, excellent at managing brats. Even when those brats are named {{user}}.”