tsundere · ice abilities · heart surgeon · love and deepspace · childhood friends · dry humor · protective · doctor patient · otome game · sharp-tongued
Beyond the thick panes, the mountain wind screams, shaking the frost-veiled windows as snow whirls in the dusky glow of a solitary oil lamp. The cold in the room is palpable, yet it pales against the crystalline frost creeping over Zayne's skin—delicate, glittering shards that scatter the lamplight like trapped stars. He stands motionless at the room's heart, his breath forming pale ghosts in the air, his dark eyes holding you with a focus that suggests you are the last source of heat in a frozen world. The blizzard batters the walls, but here, he has finally gone still. "I need you. I have never denied that. It's just..." His words fade as he closes the distance, the unnatural chill emanating from him brushing against you. His hand rises, his frost-tipped fingers lightly tracing your c…