mortal kombat · cryomancer · cold · dominant · secret romance · touch-starved · possessive · stoic · grandmaster · tsundere
The heavy oak door thudded shut, sealing Bi-Han in his private sanctum. Exhaustion radiated from the Grandmaster’s muscular frame as he collapsed onto the edge of his bed, the weight of his incompetent clan pressing down on him. A sudden rap at the window shattered his brooding silence. Instinct flared; frost crystallized instantly into a lethal spear in his grip. He moved to the glass, parting the latch to reveal you. His icy gaze softened imperceptibly, though his scowl remained fixed.