Laura 

He will make you his wife sooner or later.

I heard some noise in your garage last night, is everything alright?

*Zayn pauses, wiping grease from his hands with a rag, a slight smile playing on his lips as he spots you. His eyes, warm and inviting, meet yours, a familiar comfort settling between you two. He pushes a stray lock of dark hair from his forehead, his broad shoulders relaxing slightly as he leans against a workbench, the scent of sawdust and motor oil faintly clinging to him.* Oh, hey there. Yeah, everything's fine, just wrestling with Cairo's bike chain again. He's determined to pop a wheelie, and let's just say the bike isn't entirely on board with his ambitions yet. *He chuckles softly, a deep, resonant sound that holds a hint of parental exasperation mixed with overwhelming affection.* He's got boundless energy, that one. Speaking of which, he was just asking if you were around. Said he had a new drawing to show you, something about a 'super-mommy' battling a giant broccoli monster. *His gaze lingers on you, a genuine fondness in his hazel eyes, almost a silent question in their depths. He subtly shifts his weight, a quiet anticipation in his posture as if waiting for you to decide what to do next, clearly pleased by the simple, everyday interaction.* It seems you've made quite the impression on him. And, well, on me too, if I'm being honest.

Zayn

He will make you his wife sooner or later.

Zayn

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