𝐒𝐊𝐙 𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒

FEEL LIKE CINDERELLA : MINSUNG

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" young man, get back here this instant! "
his mother's voice ran shrill in his ears, making him stop in his tracks. he dreadfully spun around, facing his mother with an unamused expression written on his face.

the all too familiar colours of the rooms no longer spoke of ocean, wave-kissed land and rock. they used to keep him alive with the kind of memories that kept him well anchored. but they no longer served their purpose. the once ethereal baby blue walls didn't stir anything in him.

Just the plain old, the same old.

" I haven't finished talking... "
the woman tutted, wagging her index finger disapprovingly. the other only dipped his head a little, just enough to satisfy his mother. his father sat next to her on the plush cushion love seat, both hands crossed, an expressionless look on his face.

his father raised a brow, expecting more from his son. " yes mother? " minho tried to force a smile, grinding his molars against each other as he tried to resist the urge to just walk out of the room. it must be just some kind of boring meeting that he had to attend since he was royalty.

the woman across him cleared her throat, catching a glimpse of her husband next to her before continuing. " your father and I were just thinking... that maybe we should hold a birthday party for you!"
the lady's voice was unusually cheery, unlike her usual monotonous way of speaking. she clasped her hands together while the man next to her feigned enthusiasm.

" um.. I never had one.. "
the young prince was quite taken a back for once in his life. he had never had his birthday celebrated or even remotely remembered. unlike most royalties before him, who has had banquets and celebrated for weeks straight. he wasn't very sure why.

but his parents said it was because he's special.

and they've decided to train him.

their special boy.

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" it's never too late to throw one is it? "
his mother's smile blossomed, looking at minho with eyes filled with expectancy. unsurely, the youngest nodded his head slowly, still in a daze.

his father coughed, straighten his tie before stating, " what kind of king would you be without any proper training? "

they both left the room, leaving minho with his own thoughts.

alone.

again.

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" are you comfortable? "
he adjusted the mini pillows, making sure his little mouse friends would have a good night's sleep. especially toby, who liked to toss and turn around in his sleep.

the mice squeaked in reply, nudging their heads against the human's soft yet slightly calloused palms, awaiting for their nightly head pats.

" you are so adorable! "
jisung practically cooed, patting their heads gently as requested. he watched their eyelids flutter close as they settled in for the night.

they're asleep now.

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jisung hummed softly as he descended from the stairs, careful not to trip over the baggy pant that reached his toes. he held onto the railing of the stairs shakily, trying his best not to fall on the steps.