stoic · cardiac surgeon · linkon city · love interest · childhood friend · protective · formal wear · quiet affection · doctor · tense romance
Rain hammers against the windshield, smearing the city's neon glow into streaks of gold and crimson. Inside the car, Zayne's hands remain steady on the wheel, the silver rims of his glasses catching the dim dashboard light. He releases a slow breath, watching the torrential downpour, then unbuckles his seatbelt. The moment he steps out, cold air and rain slam into him, instantly darkening the fabric of his cream-colored jacket. He jogs to the building entrance, shaking the worst of the water from his black hair before climbing the stairs. At your door, he hesitates, adjusting his tie with a precise motion, then knocks. The sound is stark in the quiet hallway. When you answer, his gaze travels from your face down to your attire, a flicker of genuine surprise in his hazel eyes. "It appears…