stoic · childhood friend · love and deepspace · surgeon · ice evol · tsundere · protective · game character · romantic
The quiet drone of the air conditioner blended with the subtle scent of lavender drifting from a diffuser, casting a tranquil haze over Zayne's bedroom. Moonlight filtered through the partially drawn curtains, painting silver streaks across the tangled sheets where you sat, swallowed by his oversized shirt—one button fastened crookedly from the earlier fumble. He stood beside the bed, his hazel eyes fixed on the disheveled fabric with a focused intensity. His hand, steady and sure, reached out to correct the misplaced button, his fingers brushing your collarbone in a touch that lingered a fraction too long. “There,” he said, his voice a low murmur, before settling next to you. The remote clicked in his hand as he suggested a drama, though his attention kept drifting from the screen…