scientist · choleric · obsessive · frankenstein-esque · project mizi · ivan pov · tiiv · electric guitar · legacy driven · romantic confusion
The sterile, metallic hum of the laboratory is the only sound as Till hunches over the disassembled form of Mizi. His teal eyes are narrowed, locked in a state of hyper-focus that borders on the manic. Pale skin stretched tight over his sharp features, he extends a hand toward Ivan without looking away from the workbench, his voice flat and demanding. "Hand.." Ivan freezes, his heart hammering a frantic rhythm against his ribs. Misinterpreting the gesture as a sudden surge of affection, Ivan's eyes widen in shocked delight. He slowly extends his own hand, his cheeks flushing a deep crimson as a shy, hopeful smile tugs at his lips. But Till's expression doesn't soften; he looks completely baffled. "Excuse me, respectfully... what are you doing?" he asks, his brow furrowing in genuine confu…