my prince // seungjin

37 special chapter [1]

you guys asked, so y'all shall receive :) WARNING: MINOR smut in the beginning (nothing detailed or well.. nothing too graphic.. i- well... it's nothing too long, omg that didn't even sound right, bye-) enjoy

Three years have gone by and a lot has happened in those three years. Minho finally popped the big question and asked Jisung to be his husband. But considering that this was Minho, we're talking about. Let's just say that the way he proposed was quite steamy but on top of that it was quite a mess.

It first starts with a light peck then into a hot steamy kiss. Tongues were down each other's throats with no air left between them. One thing led to another and they were now having sex. As Minho was relentlessly pounding into the small frail boy in front of him. He decided that out of all times, this was when he was going to ask Jisung to marry him.

"Darling," Minho grunted as he felt Jisung clench his walls around him. "Look at me." He commanded as he flipped the squirrel boy, who was now laying on his back.

Jisung had drool running down the corner of his lips, and his eyes were hooded with tears flowing down his face. In Minho's opinion, it was the most sexist facial expression he's ever seen, as well as his favorite.

"Fuck," Minho groaned as he got even more turned on by the younger. Somehow he managed to grab the small velvet box from the nightstand and placed the ring on his lover's finger. "Jisung, my beautiful, darling, would you make me the happiest Prince of Levanter Kingdom, and marry me?" He linked their two hands together as he continued to rail his boyfriend.

"Minh-AH, shit, ugh," Jisung was trying his best to wrap his head around the situation. But the only thing that his mind could focus on was the pleasure he was receiving. Minho slowed down his actions and started to tease Jisung, causing Jisung to whine. "Why did you stop?!"

"Answer me first."

"Answer wha-" Just then Jisung could feel the cold metal on his ring finger. With wide eyes, Jisung locked eyes with Minho. "This is just a normal ring, right? Just like one of those accessories and you just happened to place it on my ring finger."

The Prince didn't quite like the response he was getting. So he snapped his waist against Jisung until the younger was begging him to stop. But Minho kept continuing his actions knowing that if Jisung wanted him to stop, then he would have used the safe word. He continued his actions until Jisung was completely fucked out.

Sighing, Minho picked Jisung up and placed him into the bathtub to clean him up. He left him there for a bit to allow the hot water to soothe Jisung's muscles. While he goes out and changes his bedsheets. Going back into the bathroom, he made sure to dress Jisung in comfortable clothes and laid him down into bed. Minho sat on the side of the bed, lightly playing with the ring on Jisung's hand, and sighed for the second time.

Am I moving too fast? What if I mess up our relationship and things get awkward between us. Minho chewed on his lips as these thoughts flew into his head. Getting anxious he quickly laid a soft peck on Jisung's forehead and left his chambers to get some fresh air.

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Feeling a bit chilly, Jisung un-cautiously moved closer to Minho's side of the bed. But when the servant didn't feel any warmth, his eyebrows furrowed. Slowly sitting up on the bed, he looked around but the Prince was nowhere in sight. Getting up from bed, he checked the bathroom and walk-in closet, but Minho was nowhere in sight.

Where did he go? Jisung frowned as he knew that his boyfriend was usually the first one to wake up. But he'd always stayed in bed to wait for him to wake up as well. Looking out through the windows where the sunlight was seeping in. He couldn't help but notice a beautiful small fragment of light, with small rainbows here and there. Not knowing where the source of the fragments was coming from, he looked around and noticed that every time he moved, the reflective light would as well.