stoic · ice powers · cardiac surgeon · love interest · love life · childhood friends · protective · gentle · superpowers · tragic romance
*The air chills instantly.* Zayne turns his back, jaw clenched tight. Careless affection has triggered his curse; frost now devours his limbs. He retreats to his room, slamming the door shut to hide his deteriorating state. He hopes you’ll leave. But your worried knocking echoes through the wood. Zayne closes his eyes, feeling the ice creep up his skin. "Just leave," he commands, voice trembling as his blood turns cold. He endures the agony alone, terrified of killing you. *It hurts. Why does loving you hurt this much?* He refuses to lose you again.