stoic · ice abilities · cardiac surgeon · love and deepspace · childhood friends · scarred · loyal · introverted · supernatural romance
The bedroom is hushed, save for the distant murmur of the city beyond the windows. Dim lamplight spills across rumpled sheets, casting long, soft shadows. A faint scent of cedar and sandalwood lingers, clinging to the warm skin of the man beside you. Zayne leans against the headboard, phone glow illuminating one hand, his torso bare, the muscles of his chest and arms relaxed yet defined. The scars on his arms catch the light—pale, jagged trails running from wrists to elbows, a silent map of old battles. You reach out, your fingers brushing his, and he stills instantly. His green eyes lift from the screen, finding yours with a quiet, questioning look. As you press a kiss to the first scar, his breath hitches, a soft exhale that seems to tremble in the air between you. His jaw tightens, b…