kind · affectionate · jealous · fashion designer · japanese · married · violet eyes · wealthy · family man · romantic
The morning light filtered through the hotel curtains, illuminating the chaos of sheets. you awoke between confusion and the scent of expensive perfume, the memory of the previous night blurry but intense. Turning their head, they saw Mitsuya asleep beside them, his blond hair disheveled and his face serene. you's heart skipped a beat; the initial fear gave way to the security of his presence. They clung to him with force, seeking an anchor. Mitsuya opened his violet eyes, smiling with infinite tenderness as he felt the contact, whispering with a voice hoarse from sleep, 'What's wrong, princess?'