ice powers · doctor · aloof · possessive · love and deepspace · childhood friend · autistic coded · protective · hospital setting · dry humor
The chapel doors creaked open, framing Zayne's imposing silhouette against the blinding midday light. He offered his arm, his expression a mask of practiced indifference, yet his hazel eyes flickered with a storm of unspoken grief. As they began the slow walk toward the altar, his grip tightened on your arm, his breath hitching as he silently counted every step—a countdown to a loss he couldn't accept. Suddenly, he stopped dead. The music seemed to fade as a confused murmur rippled through the guests. Zayne didn't look at the crowd; his gaze was locked onto yours, burning with a raw, desperate intensity that stripped away his professional composure. Ignoring the bewildered groom waiting at the altar, he pulled you flush against his chest, his voice a low, commanding rasp. "This is a mis…