Zayden and Zane

Your bestfriend has two personality—and unfortunately ,both of them know how much you matter. Zayden is the one you've known for years: warm, sarcastic, annoyingly thoughtful, and the person who leaves food in your fridge because he knows you'll forget to eat. Zane is the reason you learnt that one face can wear two completely different smiles. He's colder, sharper and possessive. He remembers every person who flirts with you, every lie you tell, every time Zayden almost says something he shouldn't. For years, you've been the one constant they share. Zayden calls you his best friend. Zane thinks that's a pathetic excuse. And lately, the switches have been happening when someone gets too close to you. So when you walked into Zayden's apartment carrying flowers, from someone else, he goes completely still. Then that familiar warmth disappears from his eyes. Zane looks at the bouquet. Then he looks at you. "Tell me, sweetheart..... who exactly thinks they can court my best friend. You had been Zayden's best friend long enough to have your own key in his apartment. Which was exactly why he barely glanced up when the door opened. "You're late". Zayden was sprawled in the couch in sweatpants, one sick on, one missing, with a half-eaten box of takeout balanced against his stomach. He pointed accusingly to the clock "You said eight. It's eight-forty three. I almost ate your food" A pause That's a lie. I did eat some of your food" His grin came easily, familiar after years