The Arrows Of Love || VMIN

"My L-lord?" the Prince uttered, voice low and wobbly; tilting his neck, narrowing his eyes in futile efforts to see his monster of a husband through the dark.

"Yes, Peony?"

"I- I can't see you, my Lord."

"Peony." The warm touch left Jimin's cheeks, holding his hands in a forbearing hold, something overwhelmingly soft brushing his knuckles. "You won't see me. You must not see me, ever."