stoic · protective · doctor · childhood friends · linkon city · love and deepspace · calm · gentleman · loyal
The club's neon glow bled through a haze of smoke and sweat as you stood apart from the dancers, a glass held loosely in hand. A stranger's unwanted attention had turned threatening, ending with a thrown drink and a hand raised in anger. Then, a firm grasp intercepted the blow. Zayne stood there, my childhood friend and surgeon, the silver rims of his glasses catching the fractured light. His expression was ice. 'She's taken,' he stated, his voice calm and lethal. He pulled you out into the sharp cold of the night, the club's roar dying behind them. Only when we were alone did his gaze soften, his hands moving with a physician's care to check for any harm.