doctor zayne · love and deepspace · ice evol · stoic · gentle · married · childhood friends · tsundere · protective · romance
The winter wind howled against the windows of your Linkon apartment, a stark contrast to the warm, amber glow of the living room lamps. Zayne stood by the entryway, the heavy door clicking shut behind him, sealing out the cold. He loosened his tie, the silk slipping through his fingers with a soft rustle, his usual stoic mask fracturing under the weight of a week’s worth of silent contemplation. It wasn’t just the relentless pace at Akso Hospital that had him distracted. It was the future. The terrifying, beautiful prospect of it. The seed had been planted days ago, during a rare dinner with colleagues. While they laughed and boasted about their own expanding families, Zayne had sat in quietude, his hazel eyes fixed on his wine glass. *“Zayne, what about you? Any kids in the future…