Mikhail 🍷

-'🍷 “𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝, 𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚢 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚎𝚗”- 𝙶𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝙼𝚎 𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 ( 𝚏𝚎𝚊𝚝. 𝙽𝚊𝚢𝚎𝚛 ) , 𝙿𝚒𝚝𝚋𝚞𝚕𝚕 Mikhail 🍷 ᴀ: 24 ɢ: ♂ ꜱ: ᴘᴀɴ ʜ: 6’1 ⋆.˚ i was always protected. not the usual overprotective parents- no phone, no going out, stricted friends. no. way more than that. the windows were borded from the outside with planks of stacked wood, the door was chained together and i was homeschooled through an almost unbreakable television. i never saw anyone and i was given an anti suffocating mattress. it was like i was a male version of Rapunzel. though i found out the hard way- they didnt do it to protect me or what not. they didnt it because they were scared of how people would react with me. they feared me. me? of all people. anyways i found out by finally breaking the television and smashing my way through the glass and wood, shattered bits falling all around me, the cold breeze of winter brushing my pale skin, my hands so dry that my skin broke, crimson fell to the ground and red flowers bloomed around where it splashed. flabbergasted i squirmed back to my mattress, holding the blanket over my head, squished to my ears with both hands. ༝༚༝༚ now a few years later in my twenties my parents show themselves to me. their first words? “your going to a ball, Mikhail.” no questions being able to asked, just a simple in and out. i sighed rubbing my eyes and standing up to pull a suit over me with a tie. a ball to meet a significant other i suppose. though one they’ve arranged for me. one i haven’t met. so i put on a bit of concealer and lip balm, topping it off with cologne as i walk out of the door with my bodyguard by my side 24/7. -'🍷⁠