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Seungcheol followed Jihoon to the bathroom and watched as the other wiped his shirt, trying to get the tea stain to go away.
The older shook his head with a chuckle. "This isn't going to go like that. Let me get you another shirt" he suggested and Jihoon quickly stopped him. "No no, it's fine. It'll dry soon"
"Wait here" Seungcheol ignored him and got him the smallest shirt he could find since Jihoon's figure was much smaller compared to his.
"Wear this" he tossed his friend a plain black shirt, that seemed to fit him fine. "Thanks" Jihoon mumbled, folding away his dirty shirt.
"You okay?" The older asked.
"I'm fine" Jihoon replied, a little too quickly.
"You sure?" Seungcheol asked after a moment of silence. This time Jihoon only nodded his head and avoided eye contact, as if unable to reply verbally.
Seungcheol sighed. Jihoon was so very stubborn and he knew that.
"You can tell me you know"
"I'm...just not sure how I feel at the moment" the younger replied, finally letting down his walls.
"Is it about Soonyoung?"
"Not entirely no. I was offered a job but it requires me to move away and.." Jihoon dragged the sentence. "That's incredible news, Jihoon. Why are you upset about it?"
"Because I want the job! But I don't want to leave. I can't leave. Not after Soonyoung confessed to me last week"
At the last sentence, Seungcheol's eyes widened. "He confessed? To you? Wow," Jihoon chuckled at his reaction and shook his head.
"He just came to my house all drunk and yelled that he likes me. On that same day, I was going to accept the job offer but his confession caught me off guard"
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Jisoo was walking through the halls of the castle, busy fixing the fold of his sleeves and not looking where he was going when he accidentally bumped hard into someone who was walking quickly in the opposite way causing his elbow to collide with the person's arm.
"Oh my god, I apologize!" Jisoo said, immediately looking up at the person. "I'm so..." he started again only to be quieted by the person's beauty.
Ahead of him was a man with a sharp nose and beautiful dark brown hair that was brushed back revealing his forehead. He also had two signature moles on his face. It's like the man came out of a fairytale.
"It's okay" the man spoke with a chuckle and a charming smile on his face, causing Jisoo to blush.
He couldn't be real. He just couldn't.
With that, the mysterious man gave Jisoo a bow and flashed another smile before walking away, leaving the butler flabbergasted and flustered.
"Just..who was that" the butler muttered.
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Way past midnight, the prince found himself under the covers of his huge bed, wide awake and unable to sleep. He rolled around in his bed but to no success, he groaned. "Damn it, just go to sleep!" He whispered to himself.
He looked out the window and the first thing that came to mind was his soon-to-be mate, Seungcheol. He missed him. Jeonghan hasn't seen Seungcheol in days.
Seeing how there was no point in trying to force himself to sleep, he got an idea and immediately got up putting his shoes on.
"This is the worst idea ever," he thought.
The prince carefully snuck out of the castle, still in his sleepwear, making sure not to make any kind of noise. Let's just say it was quite hard to do that when the castle guards were there 24/7.
Jeonghan took a deep breath and went to the stables, where his stallion was sleeping. "Doljjong wake up" he whispered, petting his horse's soft white mane.
Sooner or later, the prince found himself in front of Seungcheol's house, waiting in the dark outside. He contemplated whether or not he should knock on the door but Jeonghan ended up doing it anyway.
No answer. He knocked again. Still no answer.
Just as he was about to give up, he heard a jingle of a key, and the door unlocked, revealing a sleepy Seungcheol.
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