Archive of Our Own ^beta

tw : ooc , blood , tragic character’s death , autopsy / revived corpse , mentions of top surgery scars.
notes : sengen mad scientist au adaptation , transmtf gen
change in character’s names : Ishigami Senku as Zenith Isenhart , Asagiri Gen as Gale Adderly

On a catastrophic night, soft touches of rain are making the roots of a man’s hair wet and damp. A backpack coloured the same with the skies filled with loved letters in the same color. Someone in his late 20s is rushing to the door of a flower shop, next to a french tutoring class on the roadside.

His mind abyss is filled with love confession paragraphs, words that are meant to be given to another, a girl he truly adores.

In the paragraphs itself, contains both compliments on her outer appearance ,and also the nice events and habits she's given to him for the past ten years. Today is the day, the words of love are to be given.

The title was too concentrated on his own sayings, that he didn't notice a red splash of light coming from a lamp post nearby.

At that very moment, a truck at its illegal speed came towards him. A sudden voice of someone yelled “Zenith careful!” ,combined with an impacting force shot right through him, making him get thrown to another side of the road.

But turning around and having a closer inspection made him realize, It’s not him that got hit by a truck ,but the impact that he got was from someone that pushed him away further than the truck’s reach. From the name of a woman he’s been looking for. The woman he’s going to the flower shop for, the flower shop’s owner is right in front of him, laying down with certain amounts of liquid draining from her body, dyeing her two-colored hair all red. “Gale!” a raspy voice of a scraggy man called out a name.

Zenith’s body barely has a scratch. only one abrasion scar from scraping with the asphalt concrete road was found. All emotions scattered out forming numerous tears, he seemed to be motionless ,paralyzed leaving only the tips of his fingers trembling.

The frosting weather cycles around for the seventh time. The streets and lamp posts are covered in unpigmented snow, forcing the temperatures of London to go drastically low.

The flower shop just got turned into a bakery and cafe a couple months ago. After the tragic incident, Zenith still spent his life how it’s supposed to. He used his medical degree to get a job in the autopsy department in a small hospital. Seven years ago, he used to be just an inexperienced nobody. Now he’s a highly-ranked senior with his own private custom lab that the company fully paid for.

In dr.Isenhart’s morgue lab, remains the biggest drawer with a pink heart sticker, in the corner of the room, not far from the owner’s main desk. A newly joined apprentice would often get scolded for accidently getting slightly close to the drawer. On the inside holds the love of his life ; the one that he’s been trying to resuscitate for the past seven years “Gale”.

Tonight, He targeted a goal the same as everyday. Zenith uses a medical instrument to exchange some parts of the top layer of the skin on Gale’s wrist. Then he took the blanket that was covering the torso off, leaving a healed scar under her chest exposed. Next, Zenith grabbed a defibrillator ; the one he’s been saving every penny of his salary on. Placed it on both sides of her chest, and used the machine to shock his patient.

After that, he slowly backs down a few steps, and hands himself a cup of black coffee, without dismissing his eyesight from his subject. He’s starting to notice that the ‘corpse’ laying before him is starting to have her eyelids twitching and eyebrows slightly frowning, making him almost spit his coffee. So, he walked up to the metal bed, using his two fingers pressed against her wrist trying to find her pulse.

“Ugh .. eww what the hell is this smell uagh” The sweet voice was made by a woman who didn’t even recognise her own voice, the sound Zenith haven't been able to hear for a long time. She said without sitting up right nor is clothed, only a thin towel was covering the bottom half of her body.

“Gale! You’re awake? um..so” a hoarse voice called the name of another. Whilst scurry handling her to sit up gently on an ice-cold metal bed, then dashes to get his spare lab coat from across the room.

“Can you remember me?” the autopsy surgeon asked, while using both his hands to wrap his lab coat around the listener.

The listener used her eyes to observe the person in front of him for some seconds. He has white hair and fading to green on the ends, reminding him of his closest friend. His circular glasses got changed to a square-framed one with seemingly thicker lenses.

With further inspection, there are several wrinkles and under eye bags that are darker than the rest of his face. This man before her looks like he’s in his early 30s, but her friend isn’t even 30 yet, she questioned to herself. Even though the question he asked still makes her a bit confused ,still she guessed and said “Ze..nith?”

From the change in facial expression of the listener made her know she got it right. The owner of the name turned his face away and grabbed a few tissue papers, using one hand to pull off his glasses in between the lenses and using the other hand to absorb the tears off the corner of his eyes. He never thought that he’d actually get to hear his name called by this voice again.

“What’s happening? I don’t understand.. Wait, am I not wearing any clothes?!” the person sitting said, half screamed.

“Wait! Gale, I can explain, well.. even though I've seen it a couple times before.. FOR NECESSITY OF COURSE” his face changed from sorrow to concerned and panic.

“It might sound unbelievable ,but you were supposed to be dead.. ,since seven years ago. I spent all this time trying to revive you. And now you're here.” phrases and sentences came out of Zenith’s mouth explaining everything in a few seconds. The room filled with silence, four seconds passed and now the lab’s silence was replaced with a long speech of Gale’s “Ehhhh!?”

Not long after, the sound of a conversation began to get louder and louder. While the physician talked about the story of how he made her breath again, Gale asked Zenith for a hand-held mirror to look around at her body, which some places are exchanged ,that she couldn’t even remember.

Though, Zenith tried to keep her face as close to original as possible, since it’s another thing he loves about her, inferior to her personality. Their dynamics are forever the same, whenever Zenith does an interesting research or study, Gale is the first person he’ll go to, and Gale would willingly listen to him chatter for hours. It didn’t change one bit, even now.

Zenith chattered for some minutes until he realized that Gale just told him that she’s not used to the smell or this low of a temperature. So, He help her put on a baggy dress that he had bought a while ago that thought would look good on her. The top part is a tube top with princess-like short sleeves, combined with an ankle-length skirt. Then he puts on the lab coat he handed her a moment ago on her once again.

After all is done, Zenith moved Gale to sit in a wheelchair, because until she has physical therapy she will not be able to walk or move much just yet. Then, he hauled her out to see a dark inky sky, as The big ben clock strikes number one.

The sound of footsteps and the wheelchair’s wheel rolling become one. The destination is reached. On the riverside, next to the park in town. There was some snow covering the grass path ,so he used his feet to rake out some of it, then finally hauling Gale under a tree.

The person in the wheelchair exhaled out a white-coloured vapour. Zenith kneeled down in front of Gale, before pouring his heart out on the words he never got to say.

“So.. Before talking about other things, There’s something I’ve been waiting to tell you for a long time now. The reason that I tried this hard to revive you, Because in that night.. the night that you stopped breathing, The reason I zoned out so badly was because I was thinking of ways to tell you I’m in love with you, Gale..” words running through his mouth as if he didn’t think one bit. These words had been stuck at the back of his mind for the past seventeen years. For all these years he waited to tell her. Since the day they talked for the first time, since the day that she listened to him talk about his interests that no other people can handle without falling asleep. Even if he didn’t know since when did he fell in love ,but now that the words are released he felt better than ever before. He didn’t leave a space for her to answer and continue to say things on his mind.

“Gale, I really like you, as a lover.. romantic love. I love you, Gale. I don’t know since when did I start feeling these, but I do now. The reason I didn’t want to let you go was because I never had the chance to say any of this. Could you perhaps consider.. us? as a couple..” Though, the speaker messed up the words quite a bit, the paragraph above still provoked the listener’s tear glands to work.

“Thank you.. for loving me this much. Thank you for spending your lifetime helping me. And, I already have an answer for you..” she went silent to use her hand to wipe out some tears. Before continuing her speech.

“I love you too, as my lover.. I love you when you take care of me, since forever both when I’m conscious or not. I love you when you talk about things you have passion in. Thank you for being here for me. I love you, Zenith.”

When she finished her turn of talking, Zenith leaned in, placing his face right above hers, both eyes closed tight. But, before he could do the thing in his dreams, Gale slightly pulled her face away for a split second. She can still scent the smell she did in the lab. She is someone who’s supposed to not be alive anymore.So she, herself, had the smell of medical alcohol and the pure body smell without using perfumes. At the same time, Zenith is an autopsy surgeon who works with corpses most of the time, and he also spends night time working on a secret project with Gale. So usually he spends most of his time in the lab without going outside, or neither goes home .. to take a bath.

The same thought connected in both minds, leaving them both burst out laughing, in a supposedly the most romantic moment ever.

Neither of them knew what they would do after this. Gale’s family and friends think she’s already in a good place, and Zenith's biggest life goal is done.

“I don’t know how I’ll live after this, or how long I have left. But the rest of my life.. I want to spend it all with you in it, Zenith.”

Talking section with the writer!! ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭* ੈ♡‧₊˚ :
Hii this is my first ever story written in english eek! this fanfic was originally in Thai and I tried translating my own fanfics here (ˊᵒ̴̶̷̤ꇴᵒ̴̶̷̤ˋ) .Idk if other writers also change their character’s names here, but in my original (Thai) platform it’s kind of a tradition everyone do (probably due to copyrights). my first language isn’t english so I’m truly sorry if there might be some mistakes. I’d like to hear your thoughts on thiss and you can also point out my mistakes or comment your criticism however you like, but please be respectful (ᵒ̴̶̷̥́ ·̫ ᵒ̴̶̷̣̥̀ ). thank you for readingg bye ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧