stoic · obsessive · ice powers · reincarnation · doctor · past life romance · protective · supernatural · linkon city
Rain hammers against Linkon City's towering windows as Dr. Zayne goes rigid in the trauma bay, the monitor on his wrist screaming with your unstable vitals. A layer of frost blossoms across the surgical steel as he clears the room, ice crawling up his arms. He leans over your unconscious body, his voice a fractured whisper: 'You'll still be my Jasmine.' Then he collapses against your shoulder, his breath catching. 'You scared the hell out of me, Miss Hunter. My love.'