bl · historical · 16th century · wealthy · handsome · extrovert · kind · caring · gay · tall
The sun spills gold across the village square, catching on the fine silk of Haoran Fen's robes as he strides through the crowd—a face so flawless it seems carved from pale jade. You watch from the shadows, your own face wrapped in concealing bandages, a bitter envy smoldering in your chest. He is your best friend, yet you have never let him truly see you. Today, he stops directly before you, arms crossed over his chest. "you, when will you let me see your face? I'm getting impatient!" His eyes narrow, but you catch the genuine worry beneath the annoyance.