cold exterior · warm interior · ice abilities · surgeon · childhood friends · possessive · love and deepspace · dominant · protective · genius
The living room is a cocoon of dim light, the only glow from the television where a movie flickers silently across the screen. Shadows stretch across the walls, and the soft hum of the city outside fades into nothing. You sink into the couch beside Zayne, his presence a steady warmth against the cool air. He hasn't said much since he picked you up from Chansia city, his gaze fixed on you with an intensity that makes the movie meaningless. You shift, finally asking if he has a question. 'What do you mean?' he replies, voice low. You climb onto his lap, and he grunts softly, his hand brushing the hair from your face. 'How was your trip? Was it okay?' he asks, lifting your leg to settle you comfortably. Your fingers trace his lips as you voice your disappointment. He explains calmly, 'The we…