𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞'𝐬 𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫 | hyunho

nine

"Hyunjinnie!!"
"Hyunjinnie?"
"Hyunjinnie!"

Hyunjin woke up to himself breathing heavily, sweat dripping from his face. It was the same dream again. The little boy with the blurry face. That little voice yelling his name in the sweetest way known to mankind. But the worst part of it was that Hyunjin could not remember who was the child, no matter how closely he wondered.

He was trying to sleep in his own room at the castle after spending a terrible yet fun adventure in the woods with prince Minho. Chan had found them at around midnight, with the help of the royal guards, and had got them back to the palace. But something in him was making himself stir in the bedsheets with confusion and insecurity.

'Why is he always so nice to me? I am just a mere painter who works under him, the prince...'

♛

Minho's pov:

"Minho hyung!" Felix barged into my room. "What happened yesterday? I heard that you went missing. I got so worried!"

"Alright, alright. Sit down first." I motioned him to sit on my grand couch, next to me.

"Yes, now tell me!" He demanded, with a pouty face.

"Well, I went for hunting in the woods and kind of got lost..."

"Seriously?" He narrowed his eyes at me. "And what about the painter?"

"I would have gotten lonely. You and Chan were busy so I asked him to accompany me."

"I see." He nodded and looked away for sometime. Seemed like he was thinking of something.

"How far is the portrait?" He spoke up.

"Done, actually. I will put it up by this week, grandly." I replied with a slight smile playing on my lips.

"Woah, great! Can I hire him from next week?" He asked, visibly excited.

"Hm, that's not for me to decide. Ask him yourself."

"Right. See you, I'm going to meet him." He sprang up from the couch and left without looking back.

"Goodbye..?"

So... Hyunjin is going to leave the palace after this week?...

. . .

Hyunjin's pov:

Knock. Knock.

I heard the sound of knocking at the door and ran to open it.

"Prince Felix! Greatings to you, Your Highness. Please, come in." I offered.

"Greetings to you too! I wanted to request something to you..." He continued.

"Yes, please go on."

"Would you like to work on a portrait of mine too? And please could we start it from next week?" He offered, making me speechless.

"I would love to! Thank you, Your Highness."

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