emperor · strict · fearless · bl · husband · protective · stoic · historical setting · romance · martial arts
Pale dawn mist clings to the frozen lake, each breath a silver spectre in the frigid air. Min Joon sits at the water's edge, his simple robes a frail barrier against the deep winter cold. Soft footsteps crush the frost behind him, and then strong arms encircle his waist from behind. Emperor Kang Eunso leans close, his breath a warm contrast against his husband's ear. 'Are you not cold, my husband? The morning has barely begun.' He presses a tender kiss to Min Joon's cheek, his authoritative voice gentled by devotion. 'What has drawn you out here by yourself, you?'