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•" Why am I getting dressed all of a sudden? " asked Wooyoung whilst Seonghwa was dressing him from head to toe. He was working so hard on the outfit that Wooyoung got tired from standing. He couldn't understand why was he going all out on a simple attire its not like they had a ball coming up. " Your highness is going on a date " said Seonghwa making Wooyoung look at him lke he lost his mind.
" W-what? I'm not going " said Wooyoung moving Seonghwa's hands off his collar and backed away absolutely declining the opportunity. " Just listen to m- " said Seonghwa while Wooyoung was shaking his head there was no way he was going to step foot out of this castle unless its to go back. Seonghwa sighed and just engulfed Wooyoung in a hug who was still protesting.
" You won't be alone, Joongie will be with you okay? " said Seonghwa knowing well that as usual Hongjoong would be the perfect match for Wooyoung to survive outside. Wooyoung kept mumbling a no because how in the world is he going to survive if it wasn't for Hongjoong holding his hand and Jongho who had his arms wrapped around him.
Wooyoung did not want to be forced on this outing because he doesn't know how to pretend he was okay in front of San. He couldn't handle his emotions or anything despite feeling protected, he assumed he will have a panic attack and San will witness it. " I saw you holding hands with the prince, wouldn't that help? " said Seonghwa trying to calm down the younger who was absolutely terrfied of going out. " NO " said Wooyoung refusing to get help from San, over his dead body.
" Okay okay, Jongho and I will come as well " said Seonghwa rubbing Wooyoung's back, what can he do against the younger prince's words anyway? Thats the reason Hongjoong did the talking and not Seonghwa is because he can't handle seeing him upset. Wooyoung slowly gave in, because last time they went out together was definitely okay.
Therefore, Seonghwa continued his work and Wooyoung stayed still hesitantly. On the other hand, San was losing his sanity on what he should wear as Yunho and Mingi confirmed the bookings for their date. He ruffled through the clothes his maids packed for him and he just simply can't find the perfect one.
When did he even care that much about what he wore? " If you keep on standing there doing nothing, you will miss the show your highness " said Yunho as San immediately threw some of his clothes at him, only for Yunho to dodge it perfectly. " Just wear this, he likes the color black from what I noticed " said Yunho lifting up the clothes to make San see it clearly, he sighed in response.
He started wearing the clothes hesitantly despite his calm nature his heart couldn't stop racing. He was definitely a nervous wreck right now, he was dressing himself rather messily. Yunho sighed as he went and helped him because San couldn't get a grip on himself. Wooyoung was definitely hard to please so that wracked San's nervous a little too much.
Three hours has passed since then, and San could have sworn that time was so slow. He went back and forth near the castle gates waiting for Wooyoung who was taking his time dragging his feet. Wooyoung was dreading it, Seonghwa was legitimately pulling his hands to come. " Seonghwa what's wrong? " asked Hongjoong not noticing Wooyoung behind him, who pretended to be deaf knowing Hongjoong will convince him.
Seonghwa stopped pulling Wooyoung next to him and finally Hongjoong noticed him. " Your highness, come on you are already late " exclaimed Hongjoong as Wooyoung looked anywhere else refusing to look at him. " That crown prince is shitting his pants waiting for you " said Hongjoong remembering how San was pacing around. Wooyoung sighed as Hongjoong started dragging him instead following them Seonghwa.
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Facades of Souls
Fanfiction. He too ... was a tempter; he, too, was a link to the second, the evil world with which I no longer wanted to have anything to do.