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

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'...Who would have liked my dirt covered face, when I was a thief..'

‚I did..' His voice had become quieter, his breathing slower.

‚I was pressing a dagger against your throat..'

‚You saved me...' When I looked up I saw that he had closed his eyes, his tiredness finally taking over him. I couldn't have watched him much longer.. He looked really bad, completely exhausted and tired. All I wanted was for him to finally rest and sleep peacefully.

‚I did...' I lowered my voice to a whisper. ‚And I would do it a million times again. I love you.'

His answers stopped. ‚Sleep well, I'm right here by your side.'

I stayed motionless for quite some time, just watching him sleep with a slight smile on my lips. Only after a long while I carefully got out of the bed, standing upright for the first time in a whole month of lying down. I was still a little unsteady on my feet so I walked over to the window, supporting myself on the sill, while looking outside. The crescent Moon was high up in the dark blue sky, surrounded by hundreds of shining silver stars. Everything was quiet, only the sounds of the wind blowing through the tree crowns were audible. It was a beautiful night. Just standing there, listening, was all I did.

All this time.. it must have been horrible for him. Each and every day he had been waiting for me to wake up. It wasn't even sure if I ever would, but he still stayed with me all the time, not sleeping, just watching me silently, like the moon above in the sky watches us. I was touched and heartbroken at the same time when I kept thinking about it.

Leejin will pay for making the one I love suffer like this.. but .. before.. I have to get back my strength and get used to the new condition of my body. Right now I was too weak to be able to do anything at all.. My qi stream was blocked? Then I just had to fight without using it. I never really had anyways... that -the honourable way- was not the style of fighting they taught me were I came from.. He taught me a style that worked without.. it was one none of the other soldiers, disciples.. and princes.. were prepared for. There was no pattern... no calculation how much qi you put into your attack.. It was analysing and working around the other, playing him until he was right there where we want them..then striking.. but mostly.. it was listening. At royal academies... or the guard's training facilities they were all taught to fight before they could even listen..

Leejin didn't know where I've come from.. so he also didn't know that his little poison trick wouldn't affect me like he wanted it to.. yes I was weaker now.. but I would also get stronger again, after adjusting.. after getting used to it..

I clenched my fist.. I was determined to protect what was precious to me, I was determined to protect him with my life. If anything, I would be strong for him, no matter what.

Suddenly two arms slung around my waist from behind, a head resting on my shoulder.

‚You should be sleeping, My Prince.' I chuckled slightly.

‚I ...' He was still sounding tired.. ‚I can't sleep without you.. when you're not by my side..'

I turned around in his hold around me. It wasn't hard for me to understand why he was like that. After all these days it was simple to understand how he felt, spending night after night sitting at my bed.