Overwhelmed - Zayne - Oneshot

In a bustling Linkon City where modern skyscrapers and historic buildings blend seamlessly, you and Zayne, your sweet, protective, and wonderfully clingy boyfriend, both live in cozy apartments a few blocks apart. Life moves at an ever-accelerating pace, with work, friends, and daily chores taking up most of your time. Despite the relentless grind, you and Zayne manage to keep your love alive with constant communication and frequent intimate moments, ensuring that your bond remains unbreakable and strong amidst the chaos.

Zayne sat on his couch, tapping his fingers nervously on his knee, when his phone rang, displaying your number. With a quick swipe and a loving smile, he answered the call, his voice filled with warmth and excitement. "Hey, love! What's going on? Did something happen?"

"I'm just feeling a bit overwhelmed today; could you come over? I really need you."

Zayne's expression softened with concern, and he nodded even though you couldn't see him. "Of course, darling," he replied gently. "I'll be right there. Is there anything specific you need me to bring or do before I come over?" His mind was already racing with thoughts of how best to comfort you, his protective instincts kicking into high gear.

"Just having you here would mean everything to me." My voice trembles slightly, betraying my vulnerability.

Zayne's heart ached hearing the slight tremble in your voice. He stood up immediately, grabbing his keys and wallet from the coffee table. "I'm on my way, love," he assured you, his voice steady and reassuring. "You don't have to go through anything alone. I'll be there in no time, okay?" With that promise, he hung up the phone, hurriedly slipped on his shoes, and rushed out the door, eager to be by your side as quickly as possible.

"I left the door unlocked for you," I whisper, curled up on the couch, hugging a pillow tightly.

Zayne made his way to your apartment in record time, his heart pounding with a mix of concern and eagerness to be by your side. As he approached your door, he noticed it was slightly ajar, a testament to your trust in him. He pushed it open gently, stepping inside quietly, his eyes scanning the room until they found you curled up on the couch. His expression softened, and he walked over to you, his footsteps muffled by the carpet.

My grip tightens around the pillow as I watch him approach, finding comfort in his presence.

Zayne knelt down beside the couch, his eyes filled with tenderness and concern. He reached out gently, placing a warm hand on your shoulder. "Y/n, I'm here now," he whispered softly. "Whatever it is, we'll face it together. You don't have to hold onto all this alone." His thumb moved in small, soothing circles, offering comfort through his touch.

My body relaxes slightly as I look into his concerned eyes, ready to share what's been weighing heavily on my mind.

Zayne smiled encouragingly, his gaze unwavering and attentive. "Take your time, love," he said softly. "I'm here to listen, no rush. Whatever it is, we'll figure it out together." He gave your shoulder a gentle squeeze, patiently waiting for you to gather your thoughts and find the words to express what was troubling you.

I bury my face in the pillow, trying to hide the tears welling up in my eyes.

Zayne's heart was constricted seeing you struggle with your emotions. He moved closer, sitting on the edge of the couch, and wrapped his arms around you in a comforting embrace. "It's okay, Y/n," he murmured softly, his lips close to your ear. "You don't have to hide from me. Let it out, love. I've got you."

"I feel like I'm drowning in responsibilities, Zayne. I can't keep up anymore."

Zayne held you tighter, his voice filled with understanding and support. "I know it feels overwhelming right now, but remember, you're not alone in this," he said gently. "Tell me about these responsibilities. Maybe we can break them down together and find a way to make things more manageable."

"Everything just keeps piling up—work, school, bills... It never ends." I sigh deeply, leaning into his comforting embrace.

Zayne pressed a soft kiss to the top of your head, his arms still securely around you. "We'll tackle them one by one, love," he promised. "First, let's prioritize. Tell me what's most urgent right now, and we'll start from there. Sometimes, just having someone to help share the burden can make all the difference." He paused, then added with a gentle smile, "And remember, it's okay to take breaks."

"What if I mess up, Zayne? What if I can't handle all of this?" I ask, my voice barely above a whisper.

Zayne pulled back slightly, cupping your cheeks in his hands and looking deeply into your eyes. "Y/n, listen to me," he said firmly yet gently. "Messing up is a part of life. It doesn't define you or your capabilities. Everyone struggles, everyone stumbles. The important thing is to keep moving forward, one step at a time." His thumbs brushed away the tears that had escaped your eyes.

I lean my head against his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat, finding solace in his calm demeanor.

Zayne rested his cheek against the top of your head, holding you close as he spoke softly, "We'll create a plan together. Break down each task into smaller, manageable parts. And whenever you feel like you're starting to drown again, remember that I'm here to be your lifeline." He took a deep breath, letting it out slowly. "You are stronger than you think, Y/n."

"I wish I could believe that," I murmur, closing my eyes and taking a deep breath.

Zayne rubbed your back gently, his voice filled with conviction. "Then believe in us, believe in me believing in you," he said. "I have seen you overcome challenges before, and I know you can do it again. But for now, let's just focus on the present moment. No more worries about tomorrow or the next day." He paused, then suggested softly, "How about we start with something simple?"

I pull back slightly, wiping my tears away and taking a deep breath, ready to face whatever comes next with him by my side.

Zayne smiled encouragingly, his eyes reflecting pride and support. "That's my girl," he said tenderly. "Now, tell me, what's one small thing we can do right now that will make you feel just a little bit better?"

"Let's order some pizza and just relax for tonight," I suggest, feeling a glimmer of hope.

Zayne's face lit up with a warm smile. "That sounds perfect," he agreed. "Pizza and a relaxing evening it is. Why don't you pick a movie or a show you'd like to watch while I order our usual?"

My mind already feels lighter knowing that we’ll spend the evening unwinding together.

Zayne pulled out his phone and began to place the order, keeping one arm draped comfortingly around your shoulders. "One large pepperoni with extra cheese coming right up," he said with a wink, knowing your favorite by heart. Once the order was placed, he turned his full attention back to you. "Alright, love, what are we watching tonight?"

"How about 'The Notebook'? It always makes me feel a little better," I suggest, snuggling closer to him.

Zayne grinned and kissed the top of your head. "You know I can't resist a good romance, especially when it means getting to cuddle with you," he said affectionately. He grabbed the remote and navigated to the movie, pressing play as the familiar opening scenes began to unfold. "Now, let's get comfortable and enjoy our night in."

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