✨️ Heartless Dress 💄KimChay Au 🗡 ✨️

Promise

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Porchay fell in the bed exhausted. He had run in whole corridors. He really was the representation of a Princess running to save her life and no one from the castle understood, looking weirdly after her rush. They thought it was some attitude from another country, shameful, and they got back to work. What they didn't know was that Porchay had boobs now. His chest was round, hiding all the paper he found above his head. He couldn't take anything from the usual drawer but under the desk there was another one, no one could see if you didn't hide like Porchay had too. He still didn't know how he could take it in his state. He was still recovering from it, panting loudly on his bed. Joy jumped sniffing him, questioning.

"I- I almost died Joy..."

And she didn't understand, stroking herself against her man happily. Porchay caressed her and just let his body and mind get the comfort he needed. He stole paper from the King of another country thanks to his son's help. This was unreal. Unreal to the point that the boy didn't think about getting the paper of his chest or to look at it. He was astonished by the moment he lived and still living it in his mind. Only Kim's entrance made him react. He sat hurriedly crossing eyes with the boy.

"What? What were you doing ?" Kim smirked seeing his panic state.

"No-Nothing..."

"Were you...celebrating?" He said sitting next to him.

Porchay nodded guilty and Kim laughed. He laughed but not the same mocking way. He laughed in astonishment. Porchay's behavior was way too simple for him to be in that game. Kim found it really funny, he was still a child. Stopping this clear sound Porchay didn't mind hearing again, he got serious. 

"Did you find anything?"

"Yes!" He said getting the paper out of his chest.

Kim's eyes were even bigger now. He took it from his hands sighing loudly.

"What Prince Kim?" Porchay said with disdain.

"You won't ever stop surprise me in the worst way, Angel." Kim answered not really minding him anymore. "Between he knows we got the paper."

"How? What? When ? You told him?"

"Do I look stupid?" He asked harshly. "He just saw a part of your dress and I saw it too...but he played, this means that we are on the same stage, equal."

"How can you stay calm?" Porchay asked his mind beginning to tremble. The King knew.

"The war isn't over. It would be when I would lay in my own blood." Kim answered and he looked at Porchay when he heard no sound back. The boy's mouth was opened, he looked terrified by what he just promised. "It's an...image..." Kim finally added.

Porchay still stayed silent. He didn't like this type of sentence pushing in mid air as if life wouldn't jump on it. As if some days or months after he wouldn't be able to say "oh! I felt it!", because he said it. He was pretty scared of destiny and what it would provoke. He was a believer. 

"Well...so..." Kim continued looking this time at the paper in his hands. He read all of it, carefully. Porchay was just waiting and the more he saw Kim's face looking like troubles he was becoming more impatient. Kim just threw the papers on the ground out of rage.