A crown or this? | minsung

🌙homesick

A few days later, the preparations for the wedding were beginning and Minho was nervous more then ever. He would be married and expect to have children soon enough.

He walked to his room with his bird on his shoulder, Aowin always was.

He was met with a particular blond haired man he knew, mid way. He paused and looked at jisung, who was too focused on his book to notice anything.

"My prince" Minho says first and Jisung stops in his path. "Did you already start a new book...?" He asked curiously.

"Yes, and have you finished the one I landed you?"

"Not yet I'm afraid"

"You should, it's quite interesting once you get towards the end"

"I will..."

They both nodded and crossed each other's ways. Minho made it to his room and was met with a beautiful young girl on his bed, looking out the window.

"Bow?" He raised a brow and she got up, she was excited.

"Hello handsome" he went to him and kissed his cheek. "Are you nervous?"

"Quite frankly...yes. This is all so new to me"

"I could say the same, never thought I'd marry the prince of crows, it's an honour"

"The honour is mine Bow"

They both smiled and the door opened without even a knock. The sun prince walked in with a couple of books in hand and froze when he met his eyes with Bow.

"Am I interrupting...something?" He said it in such a tone, but Minho couldn't quite pin point what emotion it was.

"Not at all, I just wanted to stop by and say hi" Bow had this charm about her, she was simple and graceful. But Jisung remained as cold as a marble floor.

"Well you have." He said and looked at Minho.

"I will see you at the ceremony" she said quietly and left the same moment. When the door closed, they were met with silence and a strong gaze on each other.

"You know, you don't have to treat her like that"

"No, but I do" Jisung set the books on Minho's nightstand quietly.

"Can i Ask why?"

"I don't trust anyone that isn't my blood."

"Then you don't trust me...?" Minho stares for a moment before Jisung looks his way.

"I do..." he mumbled, barely audible.

"Good."

"Exciting for your wedding?" He asked right after, almost like he wanted to control the conversation.

Minho doesn't respond.

"Or maybe you're excited about the honeymoon, to open up her legs and-"

"Stop." He says and Jisung quiets down.

"Am I wrong? No, because it's exactly what you'll do. You'll put a ring on her finger and fuck her...are you impatient? Restless?"

"Why did you come here?"

Jisung fell silent and watched him, he looked angry and frustrated.

"For nothing apparently." He said before storming off rapidly, kicking his heels into the ground.

Minho's crow looked at him and he sighed.

"Yeah yeah, I'll go after him" he said before heading out of his room and following the younger one.

"Ji-"

"There he is!" The king walked up to him with a bright smile on his face and Minho couldn't possibly avoid this.

"Your majesty" Minho bowed.

"Come on we have a lot of wedding planning to do!" He dragged him away and Minho saw a glimpse of blond hair disappear behind a wall, so he sighed and kept on walking.

It would have to wait then.

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A few hours later he finally managed to get out of every one's grasp, so he sighed and leaned on the thick walls. He looked for Jisung but he wasn't there. He went to the library, and was surprised to see he wasn't there. He went to his room, the dining area, anywhere he could think of.

All but one place.

He took his horse and road out as the sun started to dilute in the horizon. He made his way to the body of water and saw a white horse ahead.

Jisung was there, sitting on a rock, knees to his chest and a head resting on them.

"I've been looking for you all day" Minho says as he drops from his horse with a small smile. The blond prince hummed and didn't even turn around.

"Pretty sure you've been picking flowers for the wedding instead, but sure"

"Why are you being like this? I thought this is what you wanted."

"It is."

"Then why are you distant? Well...more then usual."

"What do you mean...?" Jisung raised a brow.

"You keep coming near me this past week, but you'll make small comments and avoid me. Yet, always stick close by. I don't understand..."

"I just want the wedding to go smoothly..."

"Oh really? Because your face tells a different story" Minho smirked and sat next to him, still keeping a distance.

"I always have the same face"

"No...not really no." Minho looked at him and smiled. "I can tell what others can't see in you. I know you suppress emotions, but you let them show just long enough for me to pick up on them..."

Jisung nodded, calmly.

"Then tell me what I'm feeling right now?"

They looked at each other's gaze for a long moment, Jisung didn't move a single muscle, all that changed was his hair in the wind, golden and waving.

"Nervous" Minho placed a strand of his golden hair behind his ear and Jisung had a tint of red on his cheeks low. "You probably came here to calm yourself down, now tell me, what do you think I'm feeling?"

To his surprise, Jisung didn't move away from him.

"You're confused."

"What makes you say that?"

"You're got everything ahead of you right now. A perfect planned futur, wife and a promising title...yet you come and see me"

"I enjoy your presence, is that wrong?"

"No, but it is surprising, not a lot of people enjoy my company"

"You're lovely..." Minho said calmly and Jisung was looking away with a bright red face.

"Thank you" he spoke softly and looked at the reflexion of the water. "And you're..." he held his tongue and looked at Minho.

"I'm...?" He asked.

Jisung was batting his white lashes and looking directly at his eyes.

"We should get back" he said quickly before getting up and preparing his horse. Minho sighed and nodded.

"Lead the way..."