내 왕자 My Prince || Stray Kids Hyunsung (Hyunjin x Han)

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His eyes started to burn. He rarely allowed himself to cry. He was the prince after all, he can't be weak, there was no time for being weak. But that evening, when he was sitting at Han's bed, caressing the other's soft cheek, but not knowing if the boy would ever wake up again, he couldn't hold back his tears. His body shaking he lowered his head to place a light kiss on Han's cold forehead and whispered again: ‚Please wake up.. come back to me...Han.. I love you.'

[one month later]

It had been over a month. The days passed by without any improvement in Han's condition. He was still unconscious, it was as if just nothing was happening, nothing was changing. During the past month also Hyunjin had started to look worse.. in fact he looked horrible, almost worse than Han. His dark circles had deepened immensely, his skin had taken on a sickly pale, almost ashen-white colour. He hadn't slept well ever since Han had lost his consciousness, if he even was sleeping. Some night he was silently sitting at Han's bed, not moving, not sleeping either.. just staring blankly into the darkness. You would think someday he would faint from weakness, from being too tired, but also this didn't happen. He didn't let himself faint. When his red rimmed, bloodshot eyes became heavier and heavier, he would just get up busying himself with whatever work there was to distract him. The people around him -mostly it was Minho- were worried about him, but what could they do? They knew why their prince was suffering, but they could neither tell a prince to finally sleep nor could they make Han wake up again. Apart from that, he wouldn't listen anyways. All they could do was watch how their prince looked worse and worse with each day, many having lost hope that Han could wake up ever again. His body had been greatly weakened when the poison invaded his blood. He had been starved and dehydrated, the blocking of the poison almost too late.. maybe it was too late after all. Even with the poison blocked, his body was too weak to wake up again.

It was deep in the night, Hyunjin sat at Han's bed like every night. He held one of the other's cold hands in his, his head sunken onto Han's peacefully breathing chest. It were short moments like these when he would allow himself to close his eyes and drift away. Most of the times it wasn't for long, as he couldn't bear the dreams that would play in his mind. In his dreams Han was awake and by his side sometimes he replayed some memories they had had together..

[memory/dream]

Han had become distant ever since that evening he had told Hyunjin about his feelings for him. Usually Hyunjin was a prince with a calm mind, but ever since Han had stepped into his life he was everything but calm. There were things happening in his body that he couldn't quite explain when he was close to the other and it only became worse the more time went by. Han had kissed him, but he wasn't hating how it had felt, he wasn't hating the idea of doing it again. Han had said that he loved him, and... he wasn't hating that either. Actually his heart had stopped beating for a moment, when the other had said those words. That evening he finally found an explanation for why he felt like that towards Han. It made sense though something seemed wrong about it. Han was a man just like him, how could he love him? How could he love another man? It shouldn't be like that... As a prince he would some day marry a princess and make her the queen of Tang when he received the throne, securing his reign and his legacy... He shouldn't be loving a man. His heart was troubled when he was facing this reality.. it had made him hesitate that evening, leaving him unable to talk, unable to follow after Han.