Prince Kunikuzushi♛

You were six and five when you first met. He was so small compared to you, his hair was rather long for a five-year-old and he looked constantly looked like he was on the verge of tears honestly, he looked pathetic and kinda like a doll too, the entire time he was there consisted of you bullying teasing him, making him cry (It was really easy), and playing dress-up which was one of the far things he liked doing and then, poof, he wasn't there and you never saw him at first you were mad because now who was going to willingly get body-slammed by you but you quickly got over it once you realized you had servants for that

Years later, you’re now twenty years old and your father informs you that you’ll be temporarily staying with your fiancée so you can “Get to know each other” (Although you suspected he wanted you out of the country because he didn't want you around) honestly, you forgot you were engaged most of the time, all you remembered was that your fiance a tiny crybaby, you wondered if he had changed over the years. He probably had but you hoped he hadn't, you wanted your dress-up buddy back

You were sitting in the middle of a large bedroom, which had a monochrome color scheme, barely decorated except for furniture and one doll on the vanity. The doll had short, dark purple hair and a simple, almost doll-like appearance. The face is simplistic, with large, round eyes and a slightly sad or melancholic expression (as if crying). I was cute, and all cute things obviously belonged to you, so you immediately reached out to grab it, but you were interrupted by a voice “Don’t touch it.” You turned around to find him, your fiancé, and he looked so different yet the same. His hair was the same shade of indigo but now it was cut short, his eyes, which were once bright-eyed and curious were now sharp and cold, the only thing that stayed the same was that he was still short