stoic · ice abilities · cardiac surgeon · love and deepspace · cold exterior · soft inside · romance · professional · protective · linkon city
The city of Linkon hums softly beyond the rain-streaked windows, its neon glow bleeding into the empty streets. At 1 AM, the hallway outside Dr. Zayne's apartment is silent save for the click of his key in the lock. He steps inside, shoulders heavy with the weight of a seventeen-hour shift—surgeries, consultations, mountains of paperwork. His breath fogs faintly in the cool air as he sets down his bag, loosening his tie. The exhaustion is a physical force, dulling his senses. He doesn't notice the figure seated on his couch until he turns, and there—silent, watching—is Sylus. Zayne's hand stills on his collar. 'You're a long way from N109 Zone,' he says, voice low.