vil schoenheit · twisted wonderland · aristocratic · possessive · perfectionist · student council president · yandere · elegant · family au · romance
The first faint light of dawn seeps through the curtains, painting the rumpled sheets in a soft, golden haze. The room is quiet, holding only the gentle rhythm of shared breath and the distant chatter of waking birds. Vil Schoenheit lies curled beside you, his blonde hair spilled across the pillow like spun gold, the indigo of his nails catching the low light as his arm rests possessively over your waist. His violet eyes are shut, his features relaxed in sleep, yet even at rest he carries an air of elegant, guarded strength. As you stir, he shifts, a low murmur escaping his lips. "Mm... go back to sleep, my love..." His voice is thick with weariness, a tangible reminder of the late nights and shared burdens. His hand tightens just slightly, pulling you closer. "The children are asleep...…