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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wooyoung probably just misheard. that's clearly it... yes. it's true that sometimes he heard things wrong, that's probably still the case!
"how are you feeling?" asked the guard as he approached the young man who was still holding wooyoung's wrist hard.
"this shit hurt like a bitch." was the first thing that came out of the stranger's lips. "i'm glad you're still yourself." his shoulders, which were stiff as can be, slowly began to relax as he spoke. it was as if a whole weight had been lifted off him.
"mingi right? where am i?" the guard knelt down beside the table and motioned for yunho to come closer to him. "right now your majesty, we are at yunho's place. he saved you and his friends of course."
ah! again! here it is! could it be that he was hallucinating several times within a few minutes? the young stranger finally let go of his hold on wooyoung's arm. "you're that guy aren't you...?"
ah now he was addressing wooyoung. wooyoung very slowly directed his gaze to him and looked him straight in the eye. "h-eh! what guy? i'm just a normal dude living in this town with 2 guys. yep. that's alllllll i am."
the boy tried to stand up but quickly gritted his teeth and let out a grunt of pain that immediately put him back in his place, lying on his back.
"what the hell happened to me." his breathing had returned to its ruined state as he stared at the ceiling. his body had completely abandoned him, demanding rest right now probably. it was normal for him to need sleep.
"we will move him into wooyoung spare bed." suddenly let out yeosang as he indicated to the mingi guard to grab him.
wooyoung didn't even have time to protest as they were all moving into the bedroom. it's not like it was his place to complain to even begin with —
no but he still was processing the fact mingi kept calling him 'your majesty'. now that he thought about it he did look quite similar to the prince.... but who would do that to a prince?
"arghhh so many questions!!" his tone was tainted with frustration as he dragged his body to follow the others into the bedroom.
yunho and yeosang had a bunk bed across wooyoung's one. that's why he had a free one.
"your majesty, i need you to tell me what happened yesterday.. after i sent you to see the queen"
so it's really the prince. the prince! who is lying in his bed like this quietly... the same prince that he apparently KISSED. ok thwt was wild, he didn't even know how to react. he was kinda excited as weirded out since it would be very good stuff to summarize in his diary.
except for the fact that he was humiliated by that same person. but even then... he wouldn't go so far as to say that he deserved what happened to him because that's just awful. yes maybe wooyoung had his whole spirit crushed but at least physically he was intact.
