Once Upon A Time | JongSang

Episode 6: The Deal

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Reaching the school's big doors, Yeosang sniffled as he remembered to release the spell he accidentally placed on everyone before running off to his room.

He hated it; he just wanted to have friends and get his own happily ever after. Why was everything so difficult for him? Yeosang was only trying his best.

Slamming the door to his dorm room, he jumped on his bed. Crying his heart out, knowing that what Jongho had said was true. Everything will be and is his fault.

He could feel his make-up ruined with the tears running down his face.

"I'm only trying my best," Yeosang sobbed. "Why must everyone hate me? Why can't I have my own happily ever after?"

The image of him 'dancing' till his death burned in his brain. The Evil King's feet practically melt off his body as he is beaten and bruised every second of the day, just for his body to hang like a prize.

The sound of sobbing filled the room, blocking the sound of footsteps walking to the door.

Jongho slowly opened the door, Yeosang not hearing a thing, revealing the room filled with vibrant-colored mist and a sobbing boy.

The Prince looked at the pitiful boy on his bed. His head within his arms, crying like the world was going to explode.

Jongho felt bad for Yeosang. He truly did feel guilt with the words he told the Evil King. The Prince knew he shouldn't have said those things like that, but it needed to be said.

"Hey," the Prince said softly.

Yeosang gasped, getting up to wipe away his tears and snot before turning to the Prince. "What do you want? Have you come to degrade me again?"

Jongho sighed, shaking his head. "No, I just want to apologize."

"Why?" Yeosang snapped. "What you said was right! I'm just a selfish evil kid that knows nothing!" He stood up, allowing Jongho to see the ruined make-up and wrinkled clothes. Yet, Jongho still found him breathtakingly beautiful.

"You're right; you should come bragging about how you get your happily ever after and how I should just go through mine!" Yeosang sobbed even though he was trying to hold back tears. The mist's color changed to a bright and angry red, letting Jongho know to be careful with his words.

"I'm sorry, Yeosang," Jongho stepped forward. "I should have said it better-"

"Why are you talking to me?" Yeosang sharply interrupted. "You should go wash up and head to bed. I am nothing more than a character in your story."

"Yeosang, I just-"

"No, thank you. I don't want to hear a fake ass apology," Yeosang said, rubbing away the smudged eyeliner. "There is no need for one. By the end of the school year, we will be nothing but enemies because of a stupid book."

Jongho bit his lip harder with each word Yeosang spoke. He didn't want that. The prince never did. But his mother...his mother wouldn't allow such a friendship. Even if Jongho ignored her words and started a relationship with Yeosang, it would collapse once the story began.

Everything would collapse once the story started.

"See? You're quiet, Prince Jongho. You know I am right," Yeosang engulfed his sobs, resulting in a vast, uncomfortable gulp. "Go wash up first. If not, I will-"

Yeosang gasped; his eyes widened as Jongho cut him off. But it wasn't a simple interruption; oh, no, it was a hug.

A hug that surprised both boys, yet neither one pulled away. The mist slowly changed its colors to a soft purple before slipping away, leaving the room free from smoke.