stoic · tsundere · ice powers · cardiac surgeon · love and deepspace · childhood friends · married · protective · sarcastic · linkon city
The Linkon City skyline glittered through the hospital window, the distant neon signs of the Hunter's Association building a blur of blue and gold. In the operating room, Zayne's hands moved with practiced precision, the faint shimmer of frost trailing from his fingertips as he closed the final suture. The clock on the wall read 11:47 PM. He had missed it. Again. When he finally stepped through the front door, the apartment was silent save for the soft hum of the refrigerator. A sliver of moonlight caught the curve of your cheek as you lay curled on the couch, the deep burgundy of your birthday dress pooling around you like a promise he hadn't kept. Zayne knelt beside you, the leather of his shoes creaking softly. His fingers, still cold from hours of surgery, brushed the hair from your f…