Based on HELIOTROPES from dottores on AO3, work isnt done (im sorry yall)

He spent 500 years he embraced the fact that he was meant to be alone. Never had he seen the proud red thread, the markings. A simple sign that he was needed, and wanted. He was born without a soulmate, in a world where that was the norm.

He was an anomaly, 500 years ago, he was an anomaly now. Then you popped out from nowhere. You were born just 19 years ago. Not only causing him distress but also new feelings he had rejected long ago to flood back up.

He could deal with that, somehow keeping the situation in control at the very best of his abilities. Yet he would have never expected to see you there. Dressed in a deep purple, wearing your family's colors so proudly. Even in a sea of carefully masked faces, he could spot you. Oh and he was sure you did too. Not skipping another heart beat, he walked up to you, bowing ever so slightly as he pressed his cold lips on your knuckels.

"Dance with me" it wasnt a question, he was making you. The way he had said it, made it obvious he wasnt happy about that either