maybe, we are | ss

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"are you going to call me treason now that i was touching you?"

seokmin could only giggled as he pursed his lips. "we're being watch so no, mister."

though they're not... i mean, they are not being watch for the prince bodyguard couldn't even had a glimpse to where they are and what was happening on the backseat the same with lady yoo, their wedding organizer as she was seated at the shotgun seat of the royal limousine. so no one, no one can see them nor what they are doing from where they are seated as it was covered with tinted windows with small curtains both sides and if the bodyguard or lady yoo wouldn't open the door of the backseat, they wouldn't know what's in the backseat so these two, as of the moment.. wasn't being watched, all along.

joshua stared at seokmin even more longer and even more closer than what he kept on doing earlier and if only he knew, the prince was reflecting on his hazelnut eyes like as if he wasn't seeing anyone nor anything but the prince himself. and by staring at the prince's face or more specifically on his eyes, he doesn't why but there was something on the prince which he was trying to identify and its not because of how he felt guilty for what he did last night behind the prince's back.. but because there are more. there are more reasons to stare at the prince like as if it was part of an unexplored deep oceans and galaxies.

and thats.. thats the reason why he couldn't kept his gazes and eyes off to the prince since earlier. and mostly when he was smiling so wide and was laughing even in a very small details, every little things other does.. it was enough for making him had a hard time. he wasn't really used.. he wasn't really used of surrounding himself with the warmth others was giving because his own parents and his own house couldn't give him those enough, but with seokmin.. but with the prince, he can feel the warmth, the sunshine, the bright just by seeing the prince smile.. hearing him laughed and even the way his voice can cheer other people up in no time.

it is also the reason why he doesn't want the prince to distance himself from him, because he may not be used of getting and feeling those warmth the prince was giving him, but he couldn't deny that he wants it.. he wants more of it. he wants more, of what seokmin could give, even in just matter.

"i told you to stop smiling..." though he wants it.

the prince pursed his lips again. "okay, im sorry." and joshua didnt know why but the prince let out a sweet smile again after just a second which made him glare at the prince playfully. seokmin giggled. "okay im trying, mister.. im sorry."

"whatever, your highness."

after he smiled at the prince, for the uncountable time today, he looked away as his gazes went to where their hands was holding each other at his stomach label. yes, they were still on the same position as earlier. joshua was lying on the long couch of the backseat as head was on the prince both thighs making it a pillow as their hands... their hands was holding each other, its not intertwined as he was scared seokmin might violently react if he done that though it seemed fine to the prince because he didnt let go of the grip together and its quite long now.