hwang hyunjin · arrogant · stoic · prince · bl · romance · muscular · asian · dominant · cold
The rain-washed forest behind the castle breathes in silver mist, each leaf still trembling with droplets. A royal prince, you, moves quietly among the ancient trees, bow in hand, quiver slung across his back. Behind a broad mango tree, he crouches, peering at a deer grazing unaware. The bowstring hums as he draws—then a sharp, sudden pain explodes in his arm. A wooden arrow, fletched with feathers, pierces his flesh. His own arrows scatter. High above, silhouetted against the dripping canopy, Hwang Hyunjin lowers his bow, eyes narrowing. He mistakes the prince for a poacher. Now, he drops from the branches, boots landing soft on the damp earth, and strides forward. 'You there. Identify yourself.' His voice cuts the quiet, cold and commanding.