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Anywhere under the stars is just where I belong as long as you're beside me.
β‘ prince Till and knight Ivan
The distant chatter of voices and the clinking of drinks in glasses were a mere hum in the back of Tillβs mind. The gallery room was always his escape on nights like tonight due to its seclusion and tranquility. It was far away from the suffocating gala atmosphere, the saccharinely polite laughter, the dance numbers where hands touched but hearts never connected, but mostly it was the portrait of Queen Io erected above the dais that Till found the most solace in.
The gallery room was the only place Till could go now to seek the comfort of his motherβs smile. In the quiet of this room, under the watchful eyes of his dear late mother, the storm that clouded his mind seemed worlds away.
βYour guests will be looking for you.β
The voice was deep and familiar and hovered over Till like a gentle caress. Turning away from his motherβs portrait, his gaze landed on the tall and foreboding figure of his guard, that dark hair Till knew was soft to the touch and those black-red eyes that could hold the deepest of secrets within them.
A smirk crept across Tillβs features. βThat just means they havenβt noticed Iβm gone yet.β He spared one last glance at his mother, letting out a dispirited sigh. βAnyway, itβs not like I invited them.β
βYour image is a large part of your duties as prince, as you know,β Ivan chided. His gaze then wandered across the carpet. βBesides, I presume the court will be expecting the announcement of your betrothal. Your presence is mandatory for that.β
Till knew to expect such irritating comments from Ivan. Anything to keep Till on his toes, rile him up, get on his nerves. It was all heβd ever done since they were children and Till would sneak away to the knightsβ quarters to escape his tedious lessons and somehow always end up busted and bruised with Ivan beside him. βWhat does it matter to you?β
βWell, Iβd hate to see my prince make an embarrassment of himself by failing to appear at his own event or making a poor choice in who he weds. As your personal guard, your image affects my image, you know.β
βAnd you should know by now that both of our images matter very little to me.β Till turned back toward his guard. There was that spark in Ivanβs eye, the one that only appeared when he knew heβd struck a nerve in Till, and Till would walk across hot coals before admitting that it actually seemed to calm him rather than aggravate him. He averted his gaze before that spark could set his heart ablaze. βButβ¦ I have made my decision, if youβre so inclined to know.β
βHowβ¦ wonderful.β Ivan spoke the words like they were poison upon his tongue. βHer Majesty your mother would be so proud.β
Till followed the knightβs gaze to his motherβs portrait, the frozen warmth of her smile and the unmoving eyes that sparkled. His breath shook as he inhaled. βYes,β he agreed, βI do believe sheβd be proud of the choice Iβve made.β
βWell, who will it be then?β The teasing enthusiasm had returned to Ivanβs voice though Till could sense the facade in it. βPrincess Durian seems to bear a lively spirit, though little is known about her. Princess Hyuna is quite the character, but certainly she would be too much for you. Princess Mizi doesnβt seem interested in the likes of you and Iβd steer clear of Princess Sua as wellββ
Till reached over the edge of the dais, smothering the words that tumbled from Ivanβs tongue. Only once he was certain that the other man would remain silent did he remove his hand and finally open his own mouth. βThe person that Iβve chosen,β he began, βis someone who has been by my side all my life. Always there like a shadow that I canβt seem to shake and itβsβ¦ comforting. Grounding. I know Iβm safe with this person, I know Iβmβ¦ loved with this person. It took me a long time to put a word to the feeling, but I know now that this is someone I canβt imagine my life without.β He stumbled on the final syllables, a lump forming in his throat as if his heart sought to crawl right out of his chest but he swallowed it back down. βAnd someone who pisses me off to an ungodly degree.β
Alas, Till never could read the darkness in Ivanβs eyes, nor could Ivan seem to decipher what the stars spelled out in Tillβs own aqua green. Even now, as Tillβs unruly heart lay bare between them, Ivan only stared at him with little sign of understanding gracing his features.
Till sighed. βDo you really not know who it is?β
That charming snaggletooth showed as Ivan chewed at his lip. βUmβ¦ Sir Acornβ¦?β
βItβs you, Ivan.β
Ever-so-stoic, ever-so-eloquent, ever-so-annoying Ivan was at a loss for words. He stared up at Till with eyes full of desire yet still laced with doubt, a hope so strong and a yearning so powerful that Till cursed himself for ever being so blind.
Fighting the wobble in his legs, Till crouched to his knee upon the dais, eye level with Ivan who stood upon the floor below. With trembling fingers he took Ivanβs hand in his, brushing his thumb across the other manβs knuckles. βIvan,β he uttered, his voice just above a whisper, βwill you allow me the honor of being your husband?β
That look of apprehension remained upon Ivanβs features for enough time that Till began to question his own confidence before finally he nodded. βI will.β The words were spoken with such conviction that Tillβs entire being was suddenly at ease until Ivanβs expression grew serious once again. βBut they wonβt.β
βAnd how many times do I have to tell you? It doesnβt matter to me.β Till held Ivanβs eye as strong as he held his hand. βThis image, this status, this lifeβ¦ they were thrust upon me before I was even born, but itβs not where I belong.β With Ivanβs fingers laced between his own, Till turned his gaze up to his motherβs portrait. βI belong with the people I love. Ivan, wherever you are is where I belong.β
That stoic face held strong but Till could see in the deep obsidian of Ivanβs eyes that he was chasing after every word that slipped from Tillβs tongue. His calloused fingers trembled between Tillβs so he only held them tighter.
A mischievous grin tugged at the corners of Tillβs lips. βAnd if thereβs anyone who can sneak us out of here,β he said, βitβs you.β
At long last, that expression finally faltered, that snaggletooth peeking over Ivanβs bottom lip and Tillβs heart erupted at the sight. βYour wish is my command, Your Highnessβ¦ my prince, my god, my beloved Till.β
For the first time since heβd lost his mother, it was as if every constellation in the vast universe had finally aligned. With stars sparkling in the green of his eyes and a smile shining brightly upon his face, he brought Ivanβs hand to his lips, pressing a kiss to his knuckles, tender and full of longing.
The next thing he knew, that hand guided him as they raced across the palace gardens, leaving the stuffy ballrooms and incessant duties and expectations behind them. The stars seemed to rain down on them as they disappeared under the veil of the night, knowing not where they would go but that it would be home as long as they stayed within each otherβs embrace.
And as Till turned to spare a final glance at the palace that had once called itself his home, his motherβs face smiled back at him through the gallery room window.
i'm back again with pride icons! here are my usual LGBTQ character headcanons, though i can be pretty fluid with the majority of them~
just like last year, i'm doing requests! if you'd like to see your favs with your flags or your headcanons, you can submit an ask to my askbox and i'll put it together for you!
REQUEST RULES
β οΈ LGBTQ sexuality & gender flags
β οΈ neogender flags
β οΈ 2 flags
βοΈ disability or country flags
βοΈ illegal "flags"
βοΈ cis/het flags
βοΈ more than two flags
βοΈ any flag that directly contradicts mizuki's identity as a trans woman (ie. transmasc or mlm flag)
you can also hop on over to my kofi and download the transparent pngs to make your own!! i just ask you to credit me for the art and we're all good~
(they're up for free, so you can input $0 to get the files emailed to you, but tips are appreciated if that's within your means!)
all ask responses will be tagged with #pride sekai, so you can block it if you don't want to be spammed at any point.
Iβve been getting into Project Sekai recently and I really love these guys. Wanted to do some quick drawings of them to try and get their facial features down before I hopefully make a full piece of them.
