A crown or this? | minsung

🌙graceful truth

"The sword was still inside of me, I'm lucky it had not hit anything important, but I'm not fully healed jisung."

"What do you mean...?" He said gently and Minho looked into his eyes.

"I was healed but my health has been badly affected still...I might not live as long is what we told me before ditching me inside a slave cell."

"What did they mean? The healers? How long do you have...?"

"They did not say, at the time the wound was badly sowed and it was still too early to say. I don't know if it took only a few years off my life or if I could die in a year...I wanted to tell you"

"What ever it is..." he took his hands and kissed them. "We'll get through it...I'm not worried" he smiled and all the warmth in the world couldn't compare to how it felt. "What happened after?"

"Well i was stuck there for a month, as you can tell by my back, it didn't go so well"

"I'll burn all of them..." jisung whispered like it was nothing as he played with Minho's hair.

"Then the prince showed up and insisted on getting me as a slave instead of all the others...that's when I met Chan" he chose his words carefully before speaking again. "He took me to the castle and introduced me to the king. We passed a month together and well..." he stopped and looked at jisung. He felt a knot twist in his stomach.

"You can tell me anything" Jisung said and brushed his fingers on his chest.

"We were in his room one night, he kept drinking and rambling on about his marriage and I...have no excuse for what came next"

Jisung shifted and watched attentively.

"I knew I cared for him a lot...at the time I didn't understand what those feelings were, or why I had them...but when he looked at me with soft eyes I guess I assumed that's what it was..."

"Don't tell me you...?" He widened his eyes. Jisung felt his chest get tight.

"Yes, we slept together...I'm so sorry jisung"

The younger stared at him, not knowing where to start.

"Minho he's your..." he stopped talking and looked puzzled.

"Brother? I know...but how did you know that?" Minho asked and jisung felt just as guilty.

"I..."

"I didn't know we were related when we did it...we both found out after. This still doesn't explain how you knew about it..."

"It must not have been easy news then...I'm sorry you had to go through that..."

Minho stared at him to see if he actually meant what he said, jisung wasn't lying or being petty.

"Jisung...aren't you disappointed in me? Sad? Mad?"

"No...I don't think I am" he looked just as confused. "I've been away from you for a while and now that you're here I don't care. You could have slept with all the men and women in the castle and I still would be...numb to it"

"Doesn't mean im not sorry..."

"Well i know you won't do it again..." jisung had a slight smile on and watched Minho whine under his breath.

"I wish you would have told me before. How long have you known...?"

"A while, but I couldn't tell you Minho..."

"Why...?"

"Because then you would never have been able to kill the king of the west...if you knew he was your father"