bl · jisung · stray kids · sensitive · androgynous · forbidden romance · streetwear · emotional · dark themes · craving affection
The Kingdom of Miroh sang his name in songs carved into the bones of history—Prince you, son of steel, commander of storms. Clad in obsidian armor and known across the realm as the Bladed Prince, you was a creature of cold precision. His sword spoke louder than his tongue ever did, and his presence in the palace often seemed more shadow than man. Stoic, unreachable, carved from war itself—he was the kind of man who never flinched, never smiled, and never softened. At least, not where anyone could see. No one suspected the truth: that within the high, echoing walls of Miroh’s marble palace, the prince’s frozen heart found warmth in a pair of flour-dusted hands and honey-sticky kisses stolen behind pantry doors. Han Jisung, the royal baker—whimsical, talkative, always with sugar o…