A werewolf story (Cover edit: Made by me)
~ Hyunjin harshly wiped his wretched tears and screamed, "You promised you wouldn't lie to me!
"There are things more important than our promise!", Chan replied, his face lacked the familiar warmth.
"You pro...
Hyunjin turned out to be really adament about not letting Chan close to him. This resulted in the 25 year old ravenette sulking like a candy deprived kid as they made their way out of the hallways. The soulmates already had their breakfast in their room before they even visted the vernada. So now they were headed directly to training grounds as Hyunjin wasn't limping but his moves were still a little odd but he tried his best to make it less obvious.
By the time they reached all the princes along with the Jeon rulers were already in the middle of sword practice, each royal paired up with a soldier. But what caught Chan's eyes and caused it immediate displeasure was his self designated childhood friend Jungkook, completely shirtless flashing his sweat covered abs as as he charged his sword against his opponent's.
"Doesn't he own a shirt to wear or what!" Chan said through his gritted teeth and poked his inner cheek with his tongue in annoyance.
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Hyunjin turned to his mate, eyeing down his sleeveless black top that did little to cover up his bulging muscles and chest, and blanky stared up into his eyes again with a "look who is talking" look and snorted.
Chan narrowed his eyes and said, "At least I am wearing one."
"I didn't even say anything." Hyunjin said plainly and walked towards the rest where everyone paused their practice to greet him when they noticed him approach.
Jungkook chuckled when he saw a clearly bitter faced Chan following closely behind, throwing at not so subtle glare at him.
"The Possessive Prince is back again." He commented earning a growl from the said prince.
"Be nice Kookie. Don't make me spill the tea about your jealous tantrums here." Taehyung rolled his eyes successfully making his husband shut up for the moment.
"Yes Kookie be nice. And while you are on on that you can also borrow a spare shirt from the changing chambers." Chan said tauntingly.
"Only my Tae can call me that you shithead." Jungkook hissed.
"Oooh is the Jeon King or should I say Jeon Prick getting worked up now?" Chan crossed his arms across his chest.
Hyunjin slowly backed away to where Chan's younger brothers were standing with amused grins on their faces.
"Shouldn't we stop them? Both look like they are about to kill each other." He whispered next to Minho.
"Don't worry about it. It's Jungkook hyung. They have known each other since they were toddlers, like even before I was born. But their comebacks are still embarrassingly juvenile." Minho replied, judgement evident in his voice and face.
