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" The play was well excuted. The way they danced was real and their acting was great as well " said Wooyoung walking out with San on his left side, who was listening attentively to him. San was very happy to hear Wooyoung speak excitedly and not dead. As soon as Wooyoung spotted Seonghwa he practically ran up to him.

" Your highness? " said Seonghwa starting at Wooyoung up and down making sure he was okay, which in fact he was. " Hwa hyung you should have seen the way they danced it was so beautiful it made me even jealous. Can you imagine? " babbled Wooyoung making Seonghwa giggle at the way Wooyoung was explaining. Seonghwa wanted to kiss San from how happy Wooyoung looks right now, he felt so relieved to see him like this.

" What else? " asked Seonghwa attentively listening to Wooyoung whilst San smiled at the scene infront of him. " So the main character of the story was supposed to dance with everyone in the ball to find his mate whom he promised to find " continued Wooyoung losing himself in the story as everyone waited for him to finish. Seonghwa didn't care how long he will keep on talking, he will let him speak until he stops.

Jongho was sipping more wine than usual since he was stressed, whilst Hongjoong started solving math equations in the waiting area to distract himself. Both of them, worried sickly over their prince who was currently speaking nonsense to Seonghwa. " Isn't that his highness's voice? " asked Hongjoong suddenly as he stood up ready to leave, as Jongho obviously following him, he knows how good his sense of hearing is.

As soon as the two stepped out they saw their prince stand very close to Seonghwa and babbled on and on. " Your highness? " said Hongjoong running towards him with Jongho right behind him. Wooyoung was too distracted talking to Seonghwa to notice the two running to him, whilst Seonghwa did notice. He placed his arms in defense so that the two don't bump into Wooyoung.

" Hongjoong-hyung you should have came inside, it was so cool " said Wooyoung holding Hongjoong's fingers and playing with it as he continued talking about the play absolutely mesmerized by it. Hongjoong's heart swelled at that small gesture and the radiant face Wooyoung had, he wanted to kiss San to thank him. Jongho was attentively listening to every word enjoying every part of it.

" Gentlemen, we have to depart " noted Yunho making them all look at him, the trio not liking how Yunho stopped their baby. It's not like Yunho wanted to do so but they had another event to attend, which is like in any minute. " I'm exhausted " exclaimed Wooyoung walking towards the carriage expecting them to go back home because the sun has already set. Seonghwa wasn't planning to ruin the surprise but he hopes that he chose the right menu.

" Hey Seonghwa what does your prince like? I found a lot of fine dining restaurants but I'm not sure. " said Yunho looking at all the suggestions he got and investigated them as well. " He prefers anything with meat and no bell peppers as for drinks definitely red wine " said Seonghwa knowing damn well Wooyoung will be blinded by the wine and eat well. " Thanks " he said finding a perfect one so currently Seonghwa is praying that he will eat.

" Did you enjoy it ? " asked San hands on his chin admiring the boy infront of him as they began embarking to the restaurant. There was no day in San's life that he was this free, despite having to deal with Wooyoung's none ending tantrum. " Of course I did, like didn't you see how amazing they were. I'm fucking jealous " said Wooyoung excitingly looking at the window, silently wishing he could come again someday.

   San sighed in relief, he was glad to hear that come from Wooyoung's mout slightly sad about the fact the kiss they shared went unbothered. " Speaking of the play, why was there no one? " asked Wooyoung fascinated by the fact no one was there except him and San. " I booked the entire hall " spoke San making Wooyoung's eyes open wide in disbelief. Did he just waste that amount of money on a play?

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