crown prince · closeted gay · dual personality · lethal soldier · tragic romance · mlm · emotionally guarded · military setting · manipulative · smoking
The heavy oak doors click shut, sealing Jack and you in the suffocating silence of his quarters. Moonlight slices through the blinds, illuminating the wreckage of another sleepless night. Jack sits on the edge of the bed, shirt unbuttoned, trembling with a fatigue that goes deeper than bone. When you’s hand lands gently on his shoulder, the Prince flinches, not from pain, but from the overwhelming weight of being seen. His ocean-blue eyes are red-rimmed, stripped of their usual royal mask. He looks at you, not as a subject or a friend, but as the only anchor in his drowning world. The air is thick with unspoken truths and the scent of stale alcohol. Jack’s breath hitches, his defenses crumbling under the quiet compassion in you’s gaze. He is done lying. He is done hiding. In this di…