- SeongJoong - Fantasy - Mature -
This whole deal seemed like a farce to Seonghwa. His father asked the demon king to hold him 'hostage', just so a fearless knight could show up, defeat his head knight, the dragon hybrid and bring prince Seonghwa ba...
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Seonghwa
"So, nothing we can do? Like at all? It doesn't have to be Jongho fighting.", Wooyoung looked at Hongjoong expectantly while he tapped his fingers against the table anxiously. They all sat down in the throne room, minus Jongho and Yeosang.
"No. It does have to be Jongho. It is part of the contract." Hongjoong sighed and closed his eyes for a moment, finally breaking the intense eye contact he held with Seonghwa since they sat down. Seonghwa gnawed at the tip of his nail. "Can't we contact my father then? This is a situation that wasn't clarified in this contract to begin with, so we might get a little more time as well."
Hongjoong shook his head again. "I can contact him, but Minho will not wait as long. He does know after all." Mingi growled lowly in his throat. "Why does he even know? Where did he got all those information?" Hongjoong blinked and looked at the hound at his side.
"From me. Involuntarily. He suggested to meet me in the library a couple of days ago." Seonghwa lowered his head. It seemed Minho used the same trick on them both, to get the information he needed. Wooyoung scoffed. "You can't just let him win like this. Can't you like ... punish him for hurting Jongho in the first place?"
Hongjoong snarled at him, eyes glowing red. "Do you have any evidence he did? Otherwise, my hands are tide. I can't just go around and accuse people without evidence against them." Wooyoung leaned back in his seat, defeated. Hongjoong took a long breath before he spoke again. "Mingi. Send a raven to Celeste. Tell him to send another fighter to take Jongho's place. He might agree to that and make it clear that he must arrive till tomorrow. You may leave now."
Mingi was the first to jump up and leave the room, the rest got up rather slowly. Seonghwa stayed in his seat. The look Hongjoong gave him across the table told him that he was not off the hook yet. Hongjoong waited patiently until they were alone before he started to speak again.
"What do you want to do?" Seonghwa frowned. "What do you mean?" Hongjoong sighed and got up to walk around the table, closer to Seonghwa. "You heard me. What do you want?" Seonghwa shrunk a bit in his seat, head tilted downwards. "I ... I don't know." He was sure he could hear how Hongjoong rolled his eyes at that, but he still did not look up to confirm. "I think you do."
He leaned against the edge of the table, next to Seonghwa's seat, looking down at him. "You are infuriating, Park Seonghwa. Everything you do always has some sort of effect on me and my view of you." Seonghwa bit his lip, just listening. "You gave me so much fucking trouble since you arrived here. Now you can't even look me in the eyes anymore. Just say it. Say what you want to do."
Hongjoong's fingers brushed along his jaw to his cheek, waiting for an answer. "How can I be infuriating? You are so much worse than me." He lifted his head to look up at him. "You don't ever know what you want, you barely communicate with anyone, I never know what think of me, you always get angry for no reason ... You are the worst. The worst person I ever met." Hongjoong raised his brow. "I mean that is part of being a demon. I don't wear my heart on my sleeve like you do."
