Prolonging the inevetable

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(Y/n)'s POV

You awoke to the feeling of your hair being petted, and tucked behind your ear. You deeply inhaled, taking in a familiar and comforting scent. You made an unintentional "mh" sound as your eyes fluttered open.

Zack: "Mornin', sleepyhead."

You gazed up at him sleepily, and he was smiling down at you affectionately. The warm light was shining  down on his face. It was a nice sight to wake up to.

Coming out of your groggy state, you noticed the position you were currenlty in. You quickly snapped out of it with a red face. You jumped off of him, spewing out apologies. He just laughed.

Zack: "It's fine, (n/n)..I don't mind..."

The redness didn't leave your face.

You noticed your arms felt different. You shifted your attention and held your hands in front of your face. Your arms were bandaged up, much like Zack's. You eyed them in wonder. It took a Moment for it to click in your head what had happened. He watched you, amused.

(Y/n): "Thank you..."

You breathed.

(Y/n): "I had forgotten..."

He was staring at the floor ahead of him, a proud smile adorning his lips. You could tell that he felt like he did something good. It warmed your heart.

(y/n): "...We match now..."

You intertwined your fingers with his and held up your hands. You felt him tense up in surprise, and he gaped at you with widened eyes.

(y/n): "kind of..."

You chuckled lightly, setting his hands back down to rub the sleep out of your eyes. You yawned.

(Y/n): "How long was I asleep? It wasn't too long, was it?..."

Zack: "..I dunno...Maybe a couple hours. I was conked out for a while, too.."

he rubbed his face.

(y/n): "...Thank you again...I probably would've passed out if I hadn't rested..."

Zack: "yeah..."

(y/n): "How are you feeling, though?"

Zack: "I'm ready to go when you are."

You stood up to stretch. The colorful rays of light cascaded down on your form. Zack's eyes were fixed on you, and he had an unreadable expression on his face.

(Y/n): "...Is something wrong?"

Zack: "..Huh?...!"

He snapped his gaze away and stood up, rubbing his eyes.

Zack: "It's nothin'...Let's get goin' already..."

(Y/n): "I haven't seen the elevator to the next floor yet, have you?"

Zack: "'Course not."

He sighed

Zack: "We can look for it together."

He stared at the wall as he held out his hand to you.  You took it contently and went on your way.

You mentioned that you might know a possible room for the elevator to be in. The room with medical supplies had a hallway leading out of it, but you didn't really look at it last time.

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