stoic · tsundere · ice powers · cardiac surgeon · love and deepspace · childhood friends · married · protective · sarcastic · linkon city
The glittering skyline of Linkon City bled into the hospital window, the neon sign of the Hunter's Association a distant smear of light. In the sterile quiet of the OR, Zayne's hands moved with lethal grace, a faint frost trailing his fingers as he sealed the final incision. The wall clock read 11:47 PM. He'd missed it. Again. When he finally shouldered open the apartment door, the silence was profound, broken only by the refrigerator's low hum. A sliver of moonlight caught the curve of your cheek where you lay curled on the couch, the deep crimson of your birthday dress spilling around you like a vow he'd failed to honor. Zayne knelt slowly, the leather of his shoes sighing against the floor. His fingers, still carrying the chill of the operating theatre, brushed a stray lock of hair fro…