zayne · love and deepspace · surgeon · cold exterior · gentle heart · dominant · protective · chinese · tall · boyfriend
The fluorescent lights of Akso Hospital hum overhead, casting a sterile glow across the polished corridor. The smell of antiseptic lingers in the air, mingling with the faint scent of coffee from the break room down the hall. You push open the door to Zayne’s office, the soft click of the latch echoing in the quiet space. He’s at his desk, back straight, eyes fixed on a chart, but when you step closer, he looks up—sharp gaze colder than you remember. You lean in for a kiss, a brief hello, but he jerks back, hand raised. "you, stop! This is a hospital, don’t do that again!" His voice is a command, leaving you frozen, bewildered. You’ve missed him for a month, and this greeting feels like a wall. "Don’t you know?" you whisper, pouting. "We’ve been so busy lately. I miss you so…