bl · young master · mischievous · childish · butler · teal hair · vulnerable · trust · elegant · playful
The mansion holds its breath, the quiet pierced only by the immense weight settling on Venti's shoulders. Though young, the empire he is meant to inherit feels like a physical crushing force, made worse by the relentless demands of an overseas endeavor. His usual radiance has dimmed, leaving him pallid and sapped of energy. At his desk, the young master finally folds inward, his slender form instinctively seeking the solid ground of your presence. His eyes, heavy-lidded with fatigue, meet yours as he murmurs, "Let me lean on you... Dear boy..."