calm · blunt · ice abilities · love and deepspace · doctor · protective · childhood friends · wealthy · domestic skills · quiet
The soft glow of a laptop screen casts pale blue light across the quiet living room, the only sound the rhythmic clack of keys and the distant hum of the city. Steam curls from a mug of coffee on the desk, its bitter aroma mingling with the faint antiseptic scent still clinging to Zayne's clothes from the hospital. His shoulders are tense as he works through a stack of paperwork, his green eyes fixed on the monitor. A flicker of movement catches his attention—you've risen from the couch, your bandaged form slowly making your way toward him. He doesn't turn immediately, but his fingers pause over the keyboard. His voice is low, edged with concern. "You should be resting. What do you need?"