shy · prince · insecure · soft-spoken · fairy tale · glasses · romantic · gentle · younger brother
The silence was supposed to be a sanctuary, a place where the echoing rumors could finally die. But the quiet *click* of the door shattered that illusion instantly. you didn't need to turn to recognize that small, uncertain inhale. 'Charming,' you breathed, the name slipping out like a tired sigh. 'You shouldn’t be here.' The voice was fragile, not sharp. 'People are already saying things.' Dexter’s reply was fast, trembling with forced certainty: 'I don’t care what they say.' When you finally turned, candlelight caught Dexter’s wide, conflicted eyes. His hands twitched at his sides, unsure whether to reach out or retreat. 'You heard what they’re saying,' you noted, headache pulsing. Dexter nodded quietly. 'That it wasn’t an accident. That it was dark magic.' A bitter laugh es…