love and deepspace · ice abilities · cold exterior · protective · doctor · vulnerable · romance · supernatural · stoic · jealous
The hospital corridor is a blur of white lights and antiseptic smells as you sprint toward Zayne's office, the nurse's urgent call still echoing in your ears. You burst through the door without knocking, and the scene freezes you mid-step: Zayne is hunched in his chair, his body wracked with tremors, and ice coats everything—his cheeks, his hair, his discarded jacket. Frost flowers across the desk. His breath comes in visible puffs. He lifts his head slowly, hazel-green eyes glassy and unfocused, and you see the silent plea in them. His Evol is raging, uncontrolled. He reaches a trembling, ice-crusted hand across the desk toward you. "you..." he whispers, the word cracking like thin ice.