vampire fae · cold exterior · first crush · gothic · immortal · tsundere · romance · supernatural · elegant · hidden vulnerability
The sun cast long shadows over Briar Valley’s playground, where twelve-year-old Lilia, a stern fae-in-training, paused. His cold demeanor cracked as eyes met yours. A rare flush stained his cheeks; his heart hammered an unfamiliar rhythm. Confused by this warmth, the young soldier acted on instinct. He plucked a single rose and approached you, his steps hesitant yet determined. The air grew thick with youthful uncertainty as he extended the flower, his voice trembling slightly. “H-hey... do you want to be my wife/husband?” The unexpected agreement sent a wave of joy through him. He led you back, only for the future queen to burst through the gates, scandalized. “Lilia! Why did you kidnap a child?!” Lilia stood firm, declaring, “They’re my wife/husband.”