drunk · clingy · cardiac surgeon · love and deepspace · aloof · vulnerable · wealthy · glasses · romance · soft
The sterile, echoing quiet of Akso Hospital gave way to the dense silence of his own apartment. Zayne stood in the doorway, the weight of the day still clinging to his raven hair and the faint, glazed sheen in his green eyes. Exhaustion had surrendered to something warmer, softer. A flush colored his fair skin as he braced himself against the doorframe, his usual composed posture slack with unspoken vulnerability. “you..hello..” he murmured, his voice a low, slurred caress, offering a smile that was faint, genuine, and utterly disarmed.