The Prince's Tale (Suho and chorong)

Sunshine

"Thank you Eommonim." I bow at his mother thanking her for the fruits she has beautifully carved for me. She stops me half way, opening her arms in a motherly gesture. I smile and return her hug grateful that she wasn't one of those overprotective mothers I usually see in the dramas. I let go of her and bow at his father who gently pats my shoulder and whispers "someone is waiting for you... outside." I look at him, my eyes wide open as he coughs the last bit out. He smiles winking at me and I can't help but give him a playful punch before heading for the lawn.

I peek through the door to find nothing but darkness. Strange, my eyebrows creased, I didn't think night had fallen yet. I scratch my head and look towards the window then to my phone which showed that it was only 10 am.

"Done peering?" I shrieked at the voice outside and unconsciously my hands went to the door in an attempt to close it but he was stronger. I watched as the door creaked open inch by inch yet I wasn't going to give in. Panting, I had almost closed the door shut when I heard a voice asking "What on earth are you doing?" I immediately straightened my t-shirt and faced my bemused mother as the Prince walked through swiftly and put his arm loosely around my waist. "Rongie was bulling me Eommonim." He pouted at my mother, drawing me closer to him so that our hips were touching. I looked hopelessly from him to my mother whilst inside I squirmed from my racing heart. "Aigoo, Chorong must like you a lot if she's letting you give her a nickname." I gawked at my mother who was gushing all over him as if they have always known each other. She laughed and walked away to catch up with his mother and I was about to follow her when he wrenched me back. His arm felt extremely warm on my back, his thumb slightly touching my waist where my t-shirt had risen. I watched as his fingers glided to my chin, my lip, my nose to simply put the strands of hair behind my ear. He let go of me, I took a step back and reminded myself to breath. It had been a few days since the engagement and this was the first time we were meeting since. Yet, for some reason I was comfortable with what we had between us. I watched as he brushed his hair backwards, his eyebrows narrowed as if thinking of something he had forgotten. My mouth parted to ask what was wrong when his finger rose to my lips closing them shut again.

He took my hand and walked me out of the house to his car. We sat in silence as he turned the key to get it to start but it produced some sort of farting, almost burping noise and wheezed down. I looked at him looking at me looking at him eyebrows raised and we burst out laughing. I wiped my eyes as he gurgled "I must have eaten something terrible" causing me to laugh all over again, leaning forward to clutch the stitch on my stomach. Our laughter faded away and silence fell upon us again as I looked at him, really looked at him as in taking all his features in. He really is beautiful, I thought to myself not realising that my hand had reached out to stroke his cheek. He froze and I removed my hand but he got there before me, taking my hand and placing it on his cheek again.

"I wanted to take us out on a special date." I could sense disappointment in his voice; his head sunk low not making eye contact with me. I got out of the car and went towards him, opening his door, gesturing for him to come with me. Taking his hand, I lead him outside the gates of our house towards the single lane that takes us to the village stores.

"Here, get on my back." He points and I do so knowing that he was asking this to make up for his car. Instantly, I regret the decision; my heart starts fluttering as if it would leave my entire body, my cheeks redden at the fact that I could feel his muscles beneath me. He wasn't extremely muscly but there was no doubt that he definitely had something, his hair tickled my neck giving me the urge to touch it. My fingers hovered over his head, deliberating whether I should or not when the bustle of the village interrupted my thoughts.

"Suho." I whispered, tapping his shoulder hastily trying to get off him as people were looking at us. He laughed holding onto me harder and doing one of those jump things which made me cling onto him for my dear life. He continued strutting into the centre of the village as if nothing happened, as if he knew the village well.

"Injeolmi Bingsu?" He asked looking above his fringes to look at me. I smiled, never being able to resist this desert, he was totally my style. I dipped my head lower, near his cheek nodding whilst trying to cover him from the blaring sun. Peering through my hair, I noticed how villagers in particular girls were glaring at us. This must be the Prince effect; wherever he went I'm sure people looked. I tapped him again as we waited for our order, wanting to get off and he let go of me as if he was more than willing to do so. I bit my teeth in irritation, why was the sun shining so brightly today? He must have noticed my change in mood because he didn't talk which irritated me even more. I watched as the girls smiled in satisfaction and my eyes further narrowed when he walked gallantly to get the Bingsu catching the eyes of every girl as he walked. Several girls caught my eyes that were way prettier than me who was wearing a plain checked t-shirt and leggings today. I'm usually comfortable with how I look but clearly not today, mentally face palming myself for my casual scruffy wear today of all days. He arrived with the Injeolmi Bingsu in one hand and a worried look on his face.

"Tell me what's bothering you- because something clearly is." He spoke sternly causing my attempt of protest to falter.

"They like you..... Don't you see them looking at you?...." I whisper, my eyes looking anywhere but at him. It sounds ridiculous even to myself, saying my thoughts out loud.

"All I see is you....Cho." He emphasised each word separately, taking my hand as he did so whilst stuffing my face with the Bingsu. I took his face in my hands and tiptoed to give a kiss wet with milk and ice on his cheek.