Paint My World || Ranboo x Male Reader

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Y/N opened his eyes as he felt the cold breeze of the morning pass through him windows blowing straight at him. He shivered as he sat up and went towards it to close it. Y/N stretched a little bit then stared out the window admiring the beauty of the kingdom. He heard some kids greet him from below so he looked at them and greeted them. He stood there for a bit then remembered why he was there, to close the windows. He closed it immediately before he felt another cold breeze brush against his arms.

He changed to a more presentable clothing, a light brown long sleeve and some dark brown pants. He also wore warm boots to go along with it and tied his hair up as it was getting pretty long. He went downstairs and cooked breakfast, he didn't have much to cook other than chicken and potatoes but its better than nothing. Y/N cooked it then sat down on the dining table and started eating.

Y/N lives alone now. His parents died when he was 15, 17 now, and ever since then, he has been living alone in the far part of the town of a kingdom called Enderia. He's on the very edge, next to the shore which makes the breeze cooler than usual. Enderia already has a cold climate then make it colder because of the ocean breeze.

Enderia is an amazing kingdom although there are a few peculiar habits from the royal family. A king who seems to make rational and irrational decisions at times, an older prince who is an anarchist but he lives in an unknown place somewhere, and a younger prince who's face is hidden. The queen died because of an unknown illness. Y/N thought it was sad to think about, he never even got to see her.

No one has seen the youngest prince's face, other than his family and their workers. There were rumors that whoever sees his face dies or maybe a curse is set upon them, who knows.

Y/N finished his breakfast and cleaned after himself. He walked towards the door and grabbed a warm coat to wrap himself in to avoid freezing and a warm pair of gloves as well.

He walked out of the door to see the townsfolk happily doing daily deeds and some kids running around and playing. The two kids, twins, who he grew fond of these past two years he was alone ran up to him and greeted him again. They were orphans but their guardian is very nice and caring so it wasn't much of a worry for Y/N.

"Good morning Y/N!" Michael greeted waving his hand cheerfully.

Y/N crouched to get closer to their height.

"Hi, Y/N! How are you?" Michelle greeted after.

"Hello you two." Y/N replied patting their heads. "Im doing good, how about you?"

"I got this!" Michael showed Y/N a baby chick in his hand. "Its cute!"

"Don't squish her Michael!" Michelle shouted at Michael. "You're gonna kill her!"

Y/N decided to kneel down to their level.

"Its a he not a she!" Michael fought back. "Its gonna be a strong chicken!"

"Hey, hey." Y/N said, stopping their argument and making them look at him. "What did I say about fighting?"

"Sorry." They both said in unison, looking down in guilt.

"And also," he continued turning his head towards Michael. "Even if it is a she, she can be a strong hen too, okay Michael?"

"Yes Y/N." Michael mumbled but enough for Y/N to hear. "Im sorry."

"Its okay." He said, patting his head. "Now go home and put it somewhere warm, it might freeze, alright?"

The two nodded and continued running off to their house while Y/N walked towards the market. He walked past the stalls trying to find what he needs, a bunch of fruits and more stock of paint.