"Hyung. We have to get up." Chan groaned and rolled over to the other side of the bed, bumping his head against Seungmin's phone. "Ow! Shit seung what the hell?" Seungmin lowered his phone and smiled at Chan, wrapping his arms around his shoulders. "Sorry hyung, your fault for sulking."
Chan huffed and placed his hands on the younger's hips, massaging the muscle gently. "Well I don't want to get up." Felix chuckled and kissed chan's shoulder, putting his cold hands underneath his shirt to keep himself warm. "The new prince is coming hyung, remember?"
Chan widened his eyes and sat up, hearing a whine out of the two boys. "I forgot!" He jumped out of bed and ran to the bathroom, the younger two sighed and cuddled up next to each other.
"Dude I'm peeing!" Chan hummed and glanced at hyunjin, starting to do his skincare. "I'm so excited for the prince.. he better be hot." Hyunjin snickered and finished up, placing his hands on Chan's shoulders. "Of course he'll be hot, he's a Lee." Chan smirked at hyunjin before making a disgusted face and throwing hyunjin off him.
"Wash your hands hyun!" Hyunjin laughed and washed his hands, doing his skincare as well. Jisung busted the door open and wrapped his arms around the boys. "Sup bitches!" Chan rolled his eyes. "What do you need jisung?"
Jisung smiled at Chan and pecked his cheek, seeing a small smile appear on the older's face. "So I know that technically you have to fuck the prince first.. but I was wondering if I could fuck him first?" Hyunjin laughed and left the bathroom, leaving the other two to themselves.
"Ji you know I have to have sex with him first, that's the rules.. unless you want to ask my dad but I suggest you don't." Jisung winced and remembered the last time he had a conversation with the king, shaking his head with a sigh. Chan smiled and pressed his lips against jisung's, hugging his waist tightly. "You'll get him. Don't worry babe."
Jisung nodded slowly and fixed Chan's hair. "Fine.. you better tell me all about it though." Chan nodded and rubbed jisung's stomach under his shirt. "Of course. Now let me finish getting ready."
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(He doesn't have tits relax)
"Baby are you ready?" Minho nodded slowly and stepped out of his room, his mom squealing at his outfit. "Mommy.. do you think this is too much?" She hurried and wrapped her arms around Minho. "Definitely not! You look so pretty baby!!"
Minho giggled and pulled away, giving a look to his mom. "Daddy is going to kill you." She put a finger to her mouth and shushed him, laughing. Minho's dad soon came down the stairs. "Min. What are you wearing?"
Minho picked at his nails and turned to his dad. "Do you like it daddy? I'm wearing it when I meet the princes." Minho's dad smiled lightly and walked over to his wife. "You look beautiful Min, but I'm walking behind you so no one stares." Minho smiled and nodded eagerly. "Okay daddy! The car is waiting."
