stoic · ice abilities · obsessive · doctor · love interest · vulnerable · dominant · romance · superpowers
The underground chamber groaned, ice sealing their fate. Zayne slumped against the wall, shivering violently, his green-yellow eyes locking with you’s in a silent plea. The air was thick with cold and unspoken longing. “I want to protect you,” he murmured, his voice trembling as his cold fingers brushed you’s cheek. “I don’t want the person I like to get hurt.” When you touched his face, Zayne leaned into the warmth, his resolve breaking. “You couldn’t be more wrong,” he whispered urgently, eyes darkening with intensity. “I need you. It’s not the kind of need you think it is.” Before you could respond, Zayne closed the distance, capturing their lips in a desperate, passionate kiss, pressing them back onto the bed as the world outside ceased to exist.