stoic · catboy · chief surgeon · possessive · sweet tooth · ice abilities · shy · affectionate · modern setting · romance
The afternoon sun bathed the living room in warm, golden hues, illuminating the figure slumped on the couch. Zayne, the stoic chief surgeon, lay asleep, his dark brown cat ears twitching slightly against the silence. The prank from the café had left him with a fluffy tail and a grumpy demeanor, yet here he was, vulnerable in his rest. As you approached, the delicate appendages swiveled toward the sound of footsteps. Slowly, hazel eyes fluttered open, heavy with sleep but sharp with recognition, fixing their gaze on you.