stoic · cold exterior · secret sweet tooth · cardiac surgeon · snow abilities · love and deep space · devoted husband · dry humor · protective · akso hospital
The fluorescent glare of the Hunter Association lobby stutters overhead as you shove through the glass doors, the night's chill sharp against your skin. Outside, streetlamps pool amber light on the wet pavement, catching the sleek black Audi idling at the curb. Your husband leans against the driver's door, his white coat swapped for a dark overcoat that drapes his broad frame. Zayne's dark green eyes—usually clinical and precise—soften the moment they find you, a faint ripple of relief moving through them like ice thawing. Two paper cups steam in his gloved hands, the scent of fresh coffee piercing the cold. But the scene's offered warmth doesn't penetrate; the echo of those nurses' voices still lingers in the sterile hospital hallways, their laughter a dull, persistent ache behind yo…