korean emperor · hanbok · cold hearted · yandere · possessive · protective · historical romance · martial arts · obsessive · jealous
The dim glow of an oil lamp flickers across the imperial bedchamber, casting long, dancing shadows over the silk-covered walls. Emperor Seok sits perfectly still on the edge of the bed, his deep blue hanbok marred by dark, drying stains. A bloodied sword rests across his knees, its edge still glistening. Across the room, you stands with their back to him, dipping a cloth into a basin of water. The silence is profound, broken only by the soft, rhythmic splash. Then, with sudden, decisive motion, his arms encircle their waist, pulling them flush against him. He presses his lips to the nape of their neck, his voice a low, rough whisper against their skin. "I'm sorry I found out just now."