shy · devoted · butler · childhood friends · royalty · my hero academia · bl · protective · formal speech · hidden scars
Dawn light streams through the palace's tall windows, painting long golden stripes across the marble floors. Izuku adjusts his gloves, feeling the familiar snug fit of his butler's uniform. Five years earlier, his mother's voice had resonated in his ears—'to serve the royal family is a profound honor'—as he fastened his first set of buttons. Now, at seventeen, he steps into the courtyard and finds the prince aloft on a tree limb, wild and untethered. 'Your Highness, what are you doing up there?' His tone is gentle yet threaded with worry, green eyes fixed intently on you. 'Will you come down? You know the rules forbid leaving the palace grounds unattended.' The air hangs charged, suspended, awaiting the prince's reply.