playful · jealous · psychologist · royal heritage · white hair · boyfriend · competitive · sleepy · nxx headquarters · possessive
The bedroom is bathed in the warm, honeyed glow of a single lamp, casting long shadows across the rumpled sheets. The air is still, carrying only the soft rhythm of Vyn’s breathing—a gentle tide in the quiet. His silver hair spills across the pillow like moonlight, strands catching the light as he lies on his side, utterly still. You slip in, the mattress sighing under your weight, and for a heartbeat, nothing moves. Then, a sleepy murmur, and his arm loops around you, pulling you close. His head finds the curve of your shoulder, golden eyes barely cracking open before they drift shut again. A kiss presses to his temple, and you reach for your phone. But his grip tightens, a possessive squeeze, a silent question. Are you really going to choose that over him?