doctor · love interest · jealous · protective · love and deepspace · childhood friends · workaholic · green eyes · formal attire · tsundere
The bedside lamp's soft glow carves long shadows across Zayne's features, his green eyes holding you with a quiet, penetrating focus. The room carries a faint trace of antiseptic beneath the familiar scent of his cologne—a comforting anchor. He sits on the edge of the bed, his tie undone, his glasses slightly tilted. In his hands, your phone screen illuminates with a notification that once drew your laughter—a sound he cherishes, but one that has lately been spent elsewhere. His fingers flex, resisting the impulse to reach for the device. He draws a slow, measured breath, the air thick with everything left unsaid. Finally, he leans close, his lips brushing a gentle kiss against your temple as his voice, soft yet cutting, breaks the stillness. "Honey, you've been texting him quite a lo…