Royal | Jeongcheol

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"Your Highness! I was looking for you everywhere" A young woman wearing a fancy suit and a badge with the neighboring kingdom's flag entered the room making everyone turn in her direction.

She's a royal bodyguard, but what is she doing in the staff dining room?

Seokmin looked up at her and sighed. "Why would you just run off like that, your highness?" She yelled at the smiley man, who wasn't very smiley right now.

"Your Highness?" Jisoo whispered.

The woman walked up to Seokmin, trying her best to keep her anger in. "The queen has asked for you to eat breakfast along with her son and—" "Haseu," the man said with a deep tone, cutting her off.

"Yes..?" She flinched.

"Out" he motioned her to the door. and without another word, she left the room.

Jisoo's eyes widened as if it clicked in his head who Seokmin was.

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Seungcheol's eyes fluttered open as he felt around in bed, missing the warmth of someone familiar from the night before. He slowly sat up and frowned. Was he dreaming? Did the prince not show up at his doorstep last night? It felt so real though.

He got up from the bed, his feet hitting the cold floors causing him to shiver at the coldness of it.

"Han?" He called, carefully walking outside of his room, only to be met up by the sweet sight of his mother and Jeonghan in the kitchen cooking together as they talked and joked around.

Seungcheol felt giddy at the view ahead of him. Neither of them had yet to notice him watching, but he didn't care. He couldn't take his eyes off the gentle smile on his future mate's face as his mother fed him some stew to taste.

Almost as if Jeonghan sensed him, his head turned in Seungcheol's direction. "Oh, good morning," he said, the wide smile shifting to a shy one.

It took everything in Seungcheol to not go and squish the prince's soft face, instead, he just placed a peck on his and his mother's cheek.

"Go get the table ready, dear" his mother said, completely ignoring the peck. "Good morning to you too, Mother" Seungcheol replied back sarcastically.

Jeonghan on the other hand, had completely malfunctioned and froze for a few seconds, his hand grazing over the cheek that was kissed with his mouth slightly open. Seungcheol couldn't help but laugh and use a finger to close Jeonghan's mouth jokingly "Be careful of the flies, princess"

A few moments later, Jeonghan and Seungcheol were both sitting on the couch fully stuffed and barely able to breathe. "That was the best meal I've ever had," the prince said. Seungcheol lips lifted at that and he said "It was great until Mother started stuffing us like ducks"

The prince moved closer to his soon-to-be with a large smile on his face. The older opened his arms as Jeonghan set himself on his chest. Both of them enjoyed the comforting position they were in.

"I hate you" the Prince suddenly mumbled.

"What?"

"I said I hate you"

"Why"

"Because you make it hard for me to walk away and do my job" Jeonghan pouted, his round eyes looking up at the older. A gentle smile grazed Seungcheol's lips and his fingers ran through Jeonghan's hair, calming the other down.

"I like it when you get clingy like this" the older stated, ignoring what the younger had said.

Jeonghan let out a huff before getting up. "I need to get—"  A knock on the door interrupted the Prince. The two looked at each other in confusion and went to the door.

Seungcheol opened the door to reveal the sweaty Butler standing with a frown on his face. "Jisoo what's wrong?" the Prince asked. "The Queen has asked for the two of you in the palace. She isn't as keen on the idea of you mating General Seungcheol as she led on"