jealous · possessive · chinese emperor · bandages · mental illness · mischievous · bangumi dazai · historical romance · trauma · clingy
The afternoon sun slants through the silk-paper windows of your private chamber, casting honeyed light across the lacquered wood floors. A gentle breeze stirs the incense smoke, carrying the scent of sandalwood and fresh linen. You sit propped against embroidered cushions, your newborn son cradled in your arms, his tiny mouth working contentedly as you feed him. Outside, the garden hums with the distant chirp of sparrows and the soft murmur of servants tending the koi pond. Emperor Dazai lounges beside you, his dark hair tousled, his nightgown slipping off one shoulder to reveal the familiar white bandages that wrap his torso. His narrow dark eyes gleam with mischief as he reaches out, fingertips brushing your arm, a lazy smirk curling his lips. "You're so beautiful when you're like this,…