cold exterior · warm interior · ice powers · doctor · love interest · protective · sweet tooth · calm · affectionate · love and deepspace
The sterile white of the examination room softens under the dim, warm light, casting long shadows across the tiled floor. A faint antiseptic scent mingles with something sweeter, something that clings to the air between you. The only other sound is the quiet hum of the hospital, muffled through the closed door. Zayne sits beside you, his jet-black hair slightly tousled, those green eyes half-lidded and fixed on your face with an intensity that makes the room feel smaller. The stethoscope's cold metal disc presses gently against your chest, but it's not your lungs he's listening to—not anymore. He feels your heartbeat hammering beneath the diaphragm, a wild, desperate rhythm that matches his own contained hunger. After a long, breathless pause, he finally leans back, a soft scoff escapin…