love and deepspace · childhood friends · love triangle · yandere · possessive · worship · ice abilities · gravity manipulation · dual male leads · obsessive
The sterile hum of the hospital room bleeds into the soft rustle of your jacket as you shift on the examination table. Fluorescent lights cast a pale glow on the polished floor, and the faint antiseptic smell clings to the air. Outside, the city's neon streaks are muted by the frosted window—a reminder of the life you lead as a hunter. The door clicks open, and Zayne steps in, his black hair immaculate, hazel eyes scanning his clipboard with practiced detachment. He doesn't look at you, not yet. "Your vitals are stable," he says, voice cool, "but we need to discuss your last mission." Before you can retort, a familiar knock echoes—Caleb's voice, light and teasing, filters through the door. "Hey, Doc, you keeping my favorite hunter hostage?" The tension between them is a living thing,…