The Lost Lover

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"Stop it!" Quinn says as Max chases him through the palace.

"Never!" He responds continuing his chase. "I'm gonna get you and when I do I'm gonna take my hat back"

You see, Quinn had stolen Max's hat. He wanted his hat back. "Give me my hat!" He yelled.

"Never!" Quinn retorts, using Max's earlier words against him.

"Don't think you can escape me with your beanpole legs. I may be short but I'm still relatively fast." Max yells after him.

Quinn, still racing through the halls, hollers back, "Sorry cant hear you from so far away. What was that?"

Max, now infuriated by his taunting, speeds up and runs faster, eventually catching up with Quinn. He rams into him knocking him to the floor and the hat goes flying out of his hand. They hit the ground laughing.

"That was fun" Quinn chuckles to himself.

Fun? Chasing a beanpole of a boy around a large castle was not Max's idea of fun.

No, he'd much prefer to be playing soccer with his friends down in the village.

But no. Fate had to make him so attracted to the prince, that he had to chase him around a castle to get his hat back.

"That was not fun. Don't ever take my hat again. Got it?" Max says furiously.

Quinn chuckles softly, attracted to his friends 'feisty side'. "Hmm okay fine."

"I can see your fingers crossed you're not slick" Max tells him, looking at Quinn's hand behind his back.

"Fine, fine, I promise." Quinn says shaking his head. "Now that you've caught me, what now?"

"I don't know your highness, what now?"

Max has a devious glint in his eyes as he leans down to place his lips upon the prince laying beneath him.

Eyes closed, Quinn reciprocates his lovers kiss, softly.

A booming voice breaks them out of their moment. "Prince Quinn what are you doing with that commoner?"

Quinn quickly pushes Max off of him. "Nothing father!"

"Don't lie to me Quinn." The king says with a scowl.

"Sorry father" Quinn says reluctantly.

"Halt" he calls to Max, who was tying to slip away unnoticed. "What are you doing infecting my son with your homosexual tendencies? He is a prince he should not be fooling around with the likes of you. Never mind someone of the same gender."

"Dad, stop. It was me I initiated everything don't get mad at him." Quinn pleads with his father.

"No. Off to your room I shall personally escort your little friend out myself." The kings booming voice proclaims.

"I'll call you later" Quinn mouthes to his unrequited lover.

"Okay" Max mouthes back.