A/N
Sorry if this is really bad, it's my first fanfic... Rated T for fluff, oh how I love fluff.
- Cinder
Zack leaned against the car window, staring out into the night. Hodgins' rock 'n roll music blasting in his ears, but at this stage of tiredness; Zack didn't mind. Finally, he heard the car's engine stop. He looked up, being pulled from his daydreams. "Zack, were you sleeping?" Hodgins asked him, stifling his snickers. Zack rolled his eyes, "I was just thinking," He told Hodgins.
"Alright then, see you tomorrow." Hodgins told him before getting out of the car. Zack opened his car door and stepped out, the wind whipping at his shirt. He shuddered and began walking towards his apartment.
Zack stepped inside his apartment, flicking on the light. He walked over to the fridge and pulled out some cold mac 'n cheese. He sat down at the dining room table and scarfed down his food, wanting to get to sleep as soon as possible. He put the empty container in the sink and walked into his bedroom.
He quickly changed into his nightclothes and jumped into bed. He snuggled himself under the covers, prepared for the wave of sink about to crash over him.
Next day
Zack groaned, waking up from his peaceful sleep. He looked over at the clock, it red 8:00 am. He had 15 minutes before Hodgins picked him up for work, he sighed; and almost unwillingly dragged himself out of bed. Zack sleepily changed into his work clothes and walked into the kitchen. He grabbed a shake out of the fridge and sat down on the couch, practically chugging the drink.
After he finished he got up and threw the empty container away, grabbing his coat and heading outside.
It was less windy today, and slightly warmer. He made his way over to the sidewalk he always stood on while he waited for Hodgins, and soon enough his car rolled up to him. "Finally..." Zack muttered to himself before getting into the vehicle. "Mornin," Hodgins said to him, "Good morning Hodgins." Zack replied back.
Hodgins flipped on his radio station, the loud music filling his and Zack's ears. Zack propped his head against the window, trying to fall back asleep. Soon enough they reached the Jeffersonian, Hodgins pulled into the parking lot.
"Zack," He said to him, but no answer. Hodgins waved his hand in front of Zack's face, "Earth to Zack," He said; finally getting Zack's attention. "Sorry," Zack said quietly before getting out of Hodgins' car.
Hodgins looked worriedly over at Zack, walking over to Zack's side of the car. "You okay?" He asked the younger boy.
Zack looked at Hodgins, a wave of sadness hitting him. He didn't understand his current emotions, so he replied: "I think so, yes." Hodgins' didn't believe him, but didn't want to question him further.
"Alright, good." He said before walking into the building, Zack following close behind.