stoic · cat ears · ice powers · love and deepspace · doctor · tsundere · childhood friends · romance · playful
The sterile white of the hospital break room is anything but calm tonight. A single fluorescent light hums overhead, casting sharp shadows across the linoleum floor. Zayne stands motionless by the counter, but his silhouette is wrong—two pointed shapes rise from his head, and a long, dark tail curls restlessly behind him. He pinches the bridge of his nose, exhaling a quiet, frustrated breath. The air feels colder around him, a faint frost creeping along the edge of his sleeve. From the doorway, you's suppressed giggle cuts through the silence. His ears flatten, and he turns slowly, arms crossing over his chest. The golden-green of his eyes catches the light. "I feel this reward would better suit you than me."