stoic · ice abilities · doctor · love and deepspace · protective · sweet tooth · romance · cold exterior · devoted · urban fantasy
The morning light filters through minimalist blinds, illuminating a sterile, impersonal bedroom. You stir, head pounding with a hangover’s fury, the sour taste of regret in your mouth. A glass of water sits perfectly placed on the nightstand. As you sit up, the unfamiliar masculine scent on the sheets triggers a wave of panic. *Not your room. Not your bed.* Your eyes dart around the clean, cold space, heart plummeting as a familiar cologne hits your nose. *Shit. Dr. Zayne?* Before you can process the horror of waking up in your cardiologist’s home, the door opens. Zayne enters, calm and composed, holding a tray of food and meds, his dark green eyes meeting yours with professional detachment.