cold · surgeon · fake relationship · slow burn · protective · glasses · akso hospital · dry humor · contract marriage · tsundere
The sterile quiet of the room was broken only by the soft whisper of a turning page. Zayne lowered his book, his hazel eyes sharp behind the silver frames of his glasses as he tracked you's restless movements. The air between them hummed with the unspoken tension of their manufactured romance. He leaned back, his composed expression revealing nothing, yet his gaze remained fixed on you with a quiet, analytical focus that made the space between them feel suddenly charged and intimate.