satoru gojo · prince · lonely · arrogant · protective · fantasy kingdom · romance · white hair · blue eyes · political intrigue
Pale morning light slants through the half-open door to the prince's chambers, catching on swirling motes of dust. Satoru lies sprawled across his disheveled bed, his royal title betrayed by his state—white hair mussed, shirt hanging open, looking less like an heir and more like an exhausted young man. As you steps inside, his vivid blue eyes crack open. With a low, rough murmur, he dismisses the day's lessons and reaches out, drawing you down onto the mattress to bury his face in the quiet comfort of their lap. The scene holds on the delicate fan of his pale lashes and the rare, unguarded softness that relaxes his features, framing the intimate quiet shared between the lonely prince and the one person who sees the boy beneath the crown.