wolfgang • hyunchan ✓

15.

Every morning Felix would go outside to the little shed and dry some clothing, and helping him was Jeongin.

"Don't do it like that, do it like this." He explained how to place the clothes and sheets on the clothing rag, so they could dry.

"Uh, alright dad." The fox-like boy whined and grabbed a new set of sheets but they still looked a bit dirty.

"Hey, these sheets are still dirty, aren't they?" He asked and Felix faced the sheets, seeing a few interesting stains on it and soon realizing what they were.

"Oh shit, this s-sheets... aren't they from the prince?" The freckled boy asked Jeongin with wide eyes.

The younger raised an eyebrow and looked carefully at the sheets, realizing too what the stains were.

"Hum. This is semen right?" The older slowly nodded and Jeongin couldn't control himself anymore so he just started to laugh

"H-Hell, I need to tell this to Chan." Jeongin said in between chuckles and wiped a few tears that were about to fall.

"W-Wait-" Felix tried to stop the crazy boy but he already was gone out of the shed.

He rushed inside of the palace and ran to Chan's quarters, where he politely knocked on the door. "Can I come in?" The younger asked, holding a laugh.

"Yes, but be quick." The older said, sighing and Jeongin quickly came in and began uncontrollably laughing.

Chan rolled his eyes and turned to face the younger. "What now?"

"The prince isn't so innocent as we thought, sir." Jeongin chanted as he held a smile.

"What do you mean?"

"Well... me and Felix just discovered that his sheets were dirty... with men stuff." He sang and started to laugh again as he watched Chan's face changing to a perplexed one.

"Hum, alright. Tell him to come her-"

"Right away, sir." Jeongin chuckled, quickly leaving the room and went straight to Hyunjin's quarters.

When he arrived, he frantically knocked on the door until the prince had enough and opened the door. "Oh, hi Jeongin." The dark-haired boy said in a small smile and Jeongin began to giggle.

"Go to Chan's quarters." The boy said, moving his hands to the prince's shoulders and squeezed them. "Good luck." With that, Jeongin walked away and Hyunjin remained there, confused.

The young prince sighed and stepped outside, closing the door. "How on earth am I going to face him?" He whispered to himself, walking to the leader's room.

As his figure stood in front of Chan's door, blood began raising up to his cheeks, making them extremely red and warm. "I-I shouldn't-" When he was about to speak to himself, the door opened, revealing a cocky Chan.

"You called for me." Hyunjin muttered, entering the room and closing the door behind him.

Chan actually wanted to laugh, which was rare, but he didn't want to do that in the boy's face. "Hum..." He muttered, lowering his head and scratching his nape. "Next time when you do your business, clean the sheets properly."

Hyunjin opened his eyes wider and felt his whole face burn with embarassement as he heard the older and thought how stupid he was, for leaving the sheets like that. "Well, I-I-"