hot and cold - nct, jaedo

♨ 2 ❄

"how's the future king of the human realm doing today?"

the so-called boy glared at his friend, making him chuckle loudly.

"can you stop referring to me as that please?"

"why? that's what you'll be, isn't it?"

doyoung sighed, using his long fingers to massage his temples.

"sicheng. i hate to break it to you, but it will still take a dozen years before me taking the place of my parents."

"a dozen years, and a wife to find." sicheng added while giggling.

"right..."

being born in doyoung's family wasn't easy.

their dynasty had been ruling the human realm for so long.

they were there even when both realms were reunited.

when demons and humans lived in peace.

and that was very long ago.

doyoung's destiny had been written ever since his birth.

and even before.

he would find a human wife, and marry her, and have children.

then, they'll become the successors of doyoung's parents at the head of the realm.

and then, their oldest children will take their place.

and this will be going on for as long as it can.

"i'm sure someone already caught your eye." sicheng continued his blabbering.

"i still have time." doyoung shrugged, digging his head even more in the fluffy turtleneck he was wearing.

"come on!" sicheng whined. "stop hiding yourself! it makes me guess that you're lying to me!"

"i'm not." doyoung replied immediately. "i'm just cold."

"yeah, you always are. but you're using this to your advantage!"

being cold.

surely one of the things doyoung hated the most.

their whole realm was completely engulfed in what seemed to be an eternal winter.

the prevailing colours of the landscapes of the human realm were white and pale blue.

cold colours for a cold world.

everybody was always tucked under many layers of fluffy clothes to keep their bodies warm.

most of them had gotten used to this permanent coldness.

but sadly, doyoung hadn't.

the heir of the realm was a chilly person.

he was always cold.

and he didn't seem to know what to do to change this.

even with his five layers of thick clothes, he could still feel goosebumps forming on the inside of his arms and even between his thighs.

there was nothing to do about it.

and doyoung hated this.

"can you turn the heater on?" the heir asked with a head motion towards the electric heater that was placed a few meters away from the two friends.

"it is already." sicheng replied once he had stood up and walked towards the warm object.

"then make it hotter."

"i'm afraid i can't." sicheng replied, making sure the scroll wheel was on the highest temperature.

sicheng could feel the heat radiating from the heater.

he knew how doyoung was, so instead of arguing, he simply pulled a hoodie off his slim frame and sat back on the bed, facing the freezing male.

"i hate cold temperatures." doyoung muttered between gritted teeth.

"make sure to find yourself a wife whose body is hot then." sicheng joked.

and it didn't make doyoung laugh at all.

♨/❄

"your majesty, are you sure this is a good idea?"

"there has to be another solution."

"we need to consider everything."

"isn't that a bit extreme?"

"we still have plenty of things to try."

"SILENCE!"

the whole group of ministers got silent after the sudden interruption of the king of the demon realm.

"these are my last words. we will reunite both realms again. that's what is best for us. and best for them too, as much as they believe it isn't."

the ministers sitting around the giant table all nodded slowly, agreeing with the decision of their king.

they didn't really have another choice.

"so... how are we going to do?" a minister asked hesitantly.

"by force." the king answered. "the kims are too mistrustful of us to even have a simple meeting and conversation."

"are we starting a war?" another minister questioned, rather surprised by the decision of their king.

"not at all. we're taking their son here."

"doyoung?!"

"yes. he's the only one that will be able to convince them that the demon realm is trustful and that it was all a misunderstanding." the king explained.

"so, a kidnapping?"

"kind of." the king nodded. "he comes there during the day, when his parents work, and we bring him back at night so that they don't get suspicious."

the ministers agreed again.

this idea didn't seem so bad after all.

"and who will be helping their son while he's in the demon realm?" a minister dared to ask.

"my son is fully capable of doing that."