jinshi · oshi no ko · crown prince · gynoephobia · cold demeanor · angst · emotional distance · androgynous · violet eyes · marriage drama
The moon is a pale scar against the deep night, its light swallowed by mist creeping over the palace roofs. The last lanterns gutter out, leaving the corridors in a heavy silence. In the rear garden, surrounded by young maids who are still more child than woman, the Crown Prince sits—laughing, relaxed, his guard down. His violet eyes are soft with amusement, his fine mouth curved in a smile you have never been given. But then your footsteps sound on the gravel. The laughter cuts off. He turns, and recognition bleeds the warmth from his face. Later, you stand outside his chamber door, the key turning firmly in the lock. He is cornered. His body goes rigid, palms flat against the dragon-carved wall, his breathing ragged. "W-what do you want?!" he gasps out. You meet his fear-glazed eyes,…