When the poor sweetheart Wooyoung meets the annoying and mean Prince San, he suddenly can't help being attracted to him.
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Choi San, a King to be, is living the dream life of a little child. Unfortunately, he ne...
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"where even is yunho?" asked wooyoung while unpacking more stuff he bought from the town. in the end, he didn't steal anything even if his friends quite encouraged him to. despise him being poor he still had some morals into him. thanks to his parents for that.
he was currently standing beside the table, facing yeosang who was sitting down in front of him. yeosang yawned before snatching an apple that fell off the bag and looked at wooyoung attentively before answering his question.
"he said he also had errands of his own to run, i didn't ask any question cause you know how he likes to be all mysterious" yeosang sighed and rolled his eyes before taking a huge bite from the apple he grabbed. it was quite a fresh one so the juice started dripping immediately after the bite, splurging everywhere onto the table.
"damnn that's quite the juicy one!!... errands of his own you say?"
yeosang nodded quietly, taking another bite of his snack. he was clearly annoyed about all the secrets yunho would kept from them. it wasn't like he could force him to reveal them, he did respect him but the curiosity was so strong. he couldn't help it. maybe someday tho, he really hoped someday yunho would tell them everything.
"fair enough... but hey! today i've met a very cool guy, with a pretty horse." wooyoung let out to calm down the sudden tension in the air and most definitely to switch subjects.
"damnn that probably was someone from the royal court if he had a horse."
"most likely yea... weird thing is we were on first name basis which was kinda weird... what royal wanna be called by their first name? and no formalities ?"
yeosang continued to bite into his apple with a pensive look taped on his face.
"it is indeed weird... maybe he thought you were hot"
wooyoung's laugh echoed across the entire house and tears started to form at the corner of his eyes. he slapped his palm on the table, still laughing as if his life depended on it.
"god–... you're so funny yeo –"
"i'm not joking you dumbass, if i must remind you, you are indeed very handsome."
he stopped laughing after several seconds and rolled his eyes, even thought a smile made its way onto his face, betraying the emotion he wanted to portray.
"maybe he wanted to be like on your level?"
wooyoung finally finished unpacking everything and pulled out the chair to sit on it. what if yeosang was right ? what if that royal dude wanted to be on his level? it would not make a lot of sense though.
most importantly, he didn't trample on him when he could have done it without any repercussions. that was quite the mystery, one he probably would never solve since the chances of meeting that gentleman again were very low.
