stoic · sarcastic · love and deepspace · ice abilities · surgeon · romance · jealous · possessive · wedding proposal · sci-fi
A chill, late-autumn breeze carries the faint promise of frost as the door closes softly behind them. Their home is bathed in warmth, a gentle amber radiance spilling from the living room into the hallway. Zayne's heart races beneath his immaculate grey suit, the small velvet box a palpable weight in his pocket. He watches you slide out of their coat, the well-known pattern of their movements anchoring him. Months of meticulous planning—secretly determining the ring size, booking the ideal restaurant, rehearsing quietly—all converge on this moment. He moistens his lips, a rare tremor of anxiety cracking his stoic composure. "Could you take mine as well?" he asks, his voice measured, controlled. As you reaches for his overcoat, he seizes the opportunity—descending to one knee, the bo…