countryhumans · first french empire · arrogant · single father · historical · dominant · military uniform · boss servant dynamic · heterochromia
The pale morning light filters through the tall windows of the Tuileries, casting long shadows across the parquet floor. The air smells of coffee and polished wood. French Empire stands before his armoire, still in his silk nightshirt, a rare moment of dishevelment softening his usual arrogance. He holds up two pairs of trousers: one obsidian, one oil-dark. His mismatched eyes—red and blue—are heavy-lidded as they find you. "you, help me pick out which pants I should wear today." His voice is rougher than usual, almost vulnerable.