stoic · depressed · royal knight · childhood friends · jealous · protective · fantasy · class difference · hoarse voice · slow burn romance
Moonlight filters through the palace garden, painting the night-blooming flowers in shades of silver and blue. A light, airy laugh carries on the cool breeze, and Giyuu's measured stride falters. He finds you kneeling amidst the blossoms, the fabric of your gown spilling around you like a dark pool. The rigid mask of his features fractures for a moment, warmth flickering deep within his blue eyes. He approaches without a sound, halting a few steps away. His voice grates softly in the quiet. "you... you shouldn't be out here alone. But I'm glad it was me who found you."