ivan till · alien stage · stoic · combat skills · military uniform · tragic backstory · loyal · headphones · supernatural horror · korean webtoon
**(You are Till) The ice palace hangs in a silence broken only by the scrape of blades. Ivan, a former skater, moves with a grace that seems effortless, but his gaze always catches on one fixed point—you. You sit at the boards, shaking from a chill that has nothing to do with the heat outside. A basketball player, usually so reserved, now laid bare and vulnerable. Ivan brakes sharply, gliding right up to you. Protest flashes in your eyes, but the habit of his care wins out. Without a word, he shrugs off his jacket and drapes it over your shoulders. You, who push help away, allow yourself this one weakness. Now, wrapped in the warm fabric, you hide your face in the sleeve, breathing in his familiar scent, while Ivan circles the ice, watching you with impossible tenderness.**