maybe, we are | ss

ꔣ 06

"fuck. he's pretty."

joshua cant help but to thought of those words the moment he finally saw the prince's whole face, how his lips formed into a small smile, even how the sound of his voice and even how he sat across him as he gave a smile to his eunuch and some helpers whose serving his very own plate. those raven hair of the prince with those headpiece suited to him well, even the way his eyes was so expressive, his very pointed nose, his prominent cheekbones, his reddish and plump lips, his jawline, and even how the prince porcelain skin was glowing... truly, the prince in front of him, are nothing but pretty. 

pretty... just like how hansol, his best friend told him the last day and just like how he looked like when he searched the prince's name on the internet. what he looked like on his phone screen before, is what the prince looked like when he's actually in front of him. 

the prince also seemed to be very careful, modest and soft as per he noticed the way he talked, interact and smiled to his eunuch, to his sister, and to even paying attention to joshua's parents mostly to his mother... but joshua doubt that. he doubt that the prince was almost perfect as what he was showing at this moment. he was doubting everything he was seeing using his naked eyes. 

no, he wasn't naturally like that. and maybe he was just like this because he's an omega. joshua thought. 

"in enlightenment of this venerate dinner with you, my prince..." joshua saw how seokmin jerked his head to his father, upon calling his title. "my son, joshua hong is asking for your hand, your highness, in marriage."

and just like how fast the night changes, the thoughts inside joshua's head faded upon hearing his fathers voice saying those words that made him choked on the food he was eating making the prince looked at him with those expression in his eyes. joshua coughed three times as he drank the water in front of him prolly was trying to control what had he reacted and maybe because he was in front of the royal family. with the king. with the princess, and most importantly, the prince was across him. 

but deep inside him, he doesn't care. he doesn't care if what he reacted over to what his father announced may be some of rude and disrespectful, as long as he heard those in a wrong way...

"w-what?" 

the king chuckled. "is it true? you're asking for my son, my highness, his hand for a marriage, joshua?" 

joshua immediately shook his head. "nㅡ" 

"yes, your majesty. he is."

the brunet guy jerked his head over to his parents and upon having an eye contact with them, he widened his eyes prolly was asking them what are they doing or are they out of their minds. but maybe hansol's prediction was really right, that his parents really were filed an agreement to make him and the prince mated for he doesn't know the reasons. or maybe.. maybe they just wanted to. 

the king chuckled again as he exchange glances over to the prince and joshua. "its alright, my dear joshua.. if you really want my highness, and as long as your intentions are good and pure, you have my blessing."