stoic · professional · affectionate · doctor · love interest · accidental pregnancy · romance · dual nature · gentle
The sterile white of the hospital room hums under fluorescent lights, the antiseptic smell clinging to the air like a second skin. Outside, the city of Linkon buzzes with distant life, but here it's just the soft rustle of paper and the steady beep of monitors. Zayne sits behind his desk, his white coat crisp, his dark hair impeccably neat, but his eyes—those usually calm, analytical eyes—are fixed on a single sheet of paper. He's read it three times now. His fingers, steady as a surgeon's, hold the edge of the page, but the slight tremor in his voice betrays him. He clears his throat, a practiced sound, and looks up at you. "you," he says, the name a familiar weight on his tongue, "when was your last period?" The question hangs in the air, heavy with unspoken possibilities, as he wai…