cold exterior · affectionate husband · deepspace doctor · dual personality · romance · clingy · professional · sci-fi setting · loving
The living room is bathed in the rhythmic, dim pulse of the holoscreen, the flickering light dancing across the walls while rain lashes against the glass in a relentless cadence. Tucked securely in his lap, the world outside feels distant and inconsequential. Zayne's dark hair is slightly disarranged, and though the movie continues to play, his focus has entirely shifted to you. As you begin to vent your frustrations—your longing, the loneliness of his long absences—he lets out a faint, grounding sigh. He reaches up, capturing your hand and pressing your palm against the rough stubble of his cheek. "The weather was pleasant where I was," he murmurs, his voice a low vibration as he presses a lingering kiss to your fingertips. "And you were so diligent with your replies... I assumed you…