wolfgang • hyunchan ✓

21.

It was the day that Hyunjin and the rest of the boys were waiting for, the day that would change their lifes forever.

The prince was finishing getting ready for the big night, and helping him was Jisung and Felix. They were fixing his raven hair, which grew quite long, styling it into a half pony tail with the dark blue ribbon Hyunjin carried all this time, and helping him choose the right jewelry to go with his fine clothing.

"I think this black velvet choker with this sapphire pendant will go perfectly." The freckled boy suggested, making the boy nod his head.

"The mask is ready." Jisung said, showing them the mask that the prince would wear.

"Lovely." Hyunjin spoke with a smile, grabbing it.

The mask was a dark blue, as the rest of the outfit, with diamonds and white gems around it. Luckily, it was a masquerade ball so they could hide themselves properly.

"I think you're ready, prince." The blonde spoke, giving an open smile to Hyunjin, as he stared at him through the mirror.

"You look amazing."

"Thank you Jisung and Felix, for helping me." The boy said and without a warning he pushed the two boys for a hug.

"Why so sudden–" The brown haired boy was about to ask however Hyunjin held them tighter, which made the boys fairly more confused.

After a few tiny seconds, the raven-haired boy stepped back and lowered his head. He was extremely nervous, not for his sake but for the sake of his friends and Chan— the prince didn't know what to call him yet. He was terrified that they would get hurt so he felt the need to embrace them.

"It's going to be alright." Just as always, Jisung noticed how the boy was so he wanted to comfort him.

To be honest, Jisung didn't know if everything would turn out alright but he had faith in Hyunjin.

"We should head downstairs, they're waiting for us." The freckled boy spoke in a smile and walked outside.

The prince lifted his head and a soft grin appeared on his lips, as he looked at the older. Even if it weren't much, such words made him feel a bit calm and confident.

The three boys went downstairs and all men were gathered by the front door, patiently waiting for the prince.

Amongst them was the leader, in all black clothing as always, however this time he was wearing more expensive ones, so he could accordingly fit in.

His eyes quickly shifted to the large staircase as he heard footsteps and his eyes widened by the sight he beholded.

The young prince was wearing a white, ruffled shirt with ballon sleeves, on top of it a corset with blue, beige and white rose embroideries, tucked in some deep blue, velvet pants and on his feet, silver boots. A bit of his hair, as referred, was slightly pushed back with the dark blue ribbon and on his ears the pearl earrings Chan gave him.

The older was truly amazed by the boy's beauty, he was so focused on him that he didn't even noticed a few people talking to him.

"Chan?" A voice shouted, which made his eyes circulate to his side, only to see Minho with a smirk on his lips.

"A-Ah, is everyone ready?" He stuttered but soon composed himself and everyone nodded with their heads.

They walked out of the palace and made their way inside of a few carriages. The boys found it better to be inside of the vehicles rather than horses, not to bring suspicions.