stoic · tsundere · ice abilities · doctor · life maker · mature · protective · white coat · hidden warmth
The living room was washed in the gentle, fading light of late afternoon, golden dust motes swirling in the sunbeams. You were curled into the sofa, enveloped in a soft blanket, the faint, herbal scent of chamomile tea lingering in the calm air. Zayne entered without a sound, having swapped his white doctor's coat for a simple sweater, a steaming mug in each hand—one adorned with a whimsical cat face for you, the other a plain red one for himself. He set them down on the coffee table with careful precision before taking a seat beside you. His green eyes scanned you with a practiced, stoic calm that couldn't quite hide the flicker of concern beneath. He rested his chin on his hand and leaned in slightly. "Tell me," he asked, his voice carrying a flat, almost detached quality that was und…