The Unseen Prince

Afraid to move forward

A soft groan escaped the lips of a once peacefully resting individual, sitting up only to feel pain rapidly jolting through his battered and bruised body. The male hissed in response and laid back to allow his muscles to rest and the pain to momentarily subside. He reached out to the blanket beside him once he had noticed his physical appearance, a naked body littered with hickeys and other unknown bruises. He felt nothing but embarrassment, confusion, and pain so much so that he didn't notice a hand gently patting his head from outside of his blanketed haven. A voice followed soon after, one mixed with concern and confusion. "...Who are you- and why do I look like this... You attacked me, didn't you? I'm covered in bites and....... you don't remember me either- Look, Just, come out so we can talk this through, whoever you are... Okay?" The voice at first seemed to be threatening him but now it simply wanted to talk which the boy was fine with now that he knew all they both wanted were some answers not fighting. He sat up and crossed his legs to look at least somewhat presentable to the person the voice belonged to but an aching pain drew tears from his eyes. 

The blanket slowly slipped off the head of the boy, leading the pair to freeze up in shock at the sight of each other's appearances. Glossy red eyes peeked through the grey strands of long hair that fell along the boy's shoulders, his lower half covered by the blanket. Looking right back at the boy was another male, his body covered in deep bites rather than the hickeys seen on the other body and scratches found all along his back and shoulders.

"Benny....?"

"..Razor- Your majesty?!" 

Razor slowly reached out, his fingers gently caressing the warm irritated skin surrounding a bite on Bennett's shoulder. The muffled noise of Bennett's repetitive apologies played in the background of the prince's mind before he grew annoyed, "Bennett..... It's okay... I don't..... care but Razor know...... I hurt you last night- How...Here?" Asked the naked prince. Bennett subconsciously reached out for the blanket resting in the prince's lap and used it to cover up the rest of his bruised body before going back to using a nearby pillow to cover up his own body. He had done this to help with concentrating on the prince and his words rather than his exposed body. 

Bennett cleared his throat then went on to explain anything he could recall from the night prior. "-... So I helped you to this room and after that, it's pretty much a blur. How about you... Never mind you were shitfaced drunk so I doubt you remember anything.", Awkwardly laughed out the boy until he was stopped by the sorry sight of those red eyes glossed over with tears as the prince tried to move more than likely trying to get up so he could get dressed. Bennett found it understandable if the prince was in pain due to a hangover but this seemed to be different. He reached out to help Razor sit back down but the prince instantly refused any physical contact only making Bennett even more willing to help out of concern. The prince slowly sunk down to the floor on his own, shivering at the thought of having to sit on the hard floor with how bad his lower half hurt all over.

At this point Bennett had rushed over and knelt down beside the aching prince, "Your highness... Please let me help you- at least tell me what hurts so I can help in any way I know how." Bennett asked the prince in one last act of desperation. Razor eventually compiled to the farmer's pleas by simply leaning into his chest to avoid the look on his face when informing him of what happened. The prince was embarrassed to face what had happened that night but it was unfair to withhold what he was slowly beginning to remember from the farmer. "Benny... We did do something... Something bad..", Razor mumbled to the even more confused Bennett. "Uh... I'm afraid I don't understand-" The farmer was cut off by the prince chiming in with a word Bennett never thought he'd hear leave Razor's lips, "Sex. Razor...... and Bennett had...... last night... I'm sorry.."

The only sound to leave Bennett was a pitiful awe followed by him slowly standing back up which allowed for the prince to fully slip down to the floor. The farmer didn't know what to think of this newfound information. How could he, a proud member of the farming village, have slept with the son of the queen? It was a painful thing to think about let alone admit to his fathers who would undoubtedly disown him for this. Where was he to go now that he's gone against those who had cared for him since he was in diapers- well more like rags? It was only expected for a sour taste to fill his mouth when this news sunk in, now left glaring at that pathetic excuse of a prince. Bennett sighed a breath of annoyance when his ears finally registered the bruised boy's sobs and mewls of pain now that the he who was once keeping the prince's body from touching the ground was now towering above him which left Razor's weight to rest on some sore "areas".

Bennett reached out a hand to help the prince but was met by an unexpected slap to the wrist, taking that as his queue to leave the prince at once. He had obviously messed up so now was the grueling task of figuring out how exactly he had- was his facial features a giveaway to his true thoughts? His true motives? Bennett would find out in the near future but for now, he watched the Prince for a few more minutes just to make sure he could move on his own before exiting the castle through the balcony exit Razor had made especially for him. The farmer boy didn't understand why he had so much concern for the prince- he's supposed to hate him with all of the hate his family has towards the royals. Strangely the boy had some sort of sympathy or feelings towards him since they were genuine friends. So, why would he ruin it? Was it him who even ruined it? The prince is the one pushing him away not the other way around after all. Unless maybe he's just overreacting? Yeah. Overreaction, he'll just come back tomorrow- or the day after? No that's too soon how about- 

//HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEYO, I'm so sorry about this. Not only did I make you wait due to being burn out but I then return with a short sloppy chapter? I really, truly, am sorry for delaying this chapter. As said I was burnt out and just couldn't figure out the dialogue- hell I've completely deleted three other drafts just due to how rushed they were- I mean so is this one but shhhhh

Love ya and I PROMISE to write a long chapter to make up for it <3 //