lovers; straykids one shots

masquerade; k.s

1092 words

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The night was alive with the enchanting melodies of the masquerade, where the glittering lights and swirling dancers created an ethereal atmosphere. Prince Kim Seungmin, draped in regal attire, held court in the grand hall of the palace, overseeing the festivities of the night. His eyes, however, were captivated by a mysterious woman in a stunning dress and an intricately designed mask that complemented her ensemble perfectly.

She moved with grace and elegance, a vision of beauty that seemed to defy the very essence of the masquerade. Seungmin, drawn to her like a moth to a flame, decided that he needed to know her, to unravel the mystery that surrounded her.

As he approached, his intentions genuine and curiosity piqued, he found her elusive. She would dance away when he drew near, and her responses to his attempts at conversation were curt. Seungmin, however, was undeterred. He couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to this mysterious woman than met the eye.

As the night progressed, Seungmin found himself unable to tear his gaze away from her. The way her body moved in harmony with the music, the elegance in her every step—it was mesmerizing. Yet, a twinge of jealousy flickered in Seungmin's heart when he witnessed her sharing dances with other men. His princely pride sparked a desire to claim her attention for himself.

Unable to resist any longer, Seungmin decided to approach her again, determined to unravel the mystery. However, this time, the universe seemed to conspire in his favor. As he closed in on her, she noticed him and, in an attempt to avoid him, tripped over her own feet. In an instant, her mask slipped off, revealing a face that Seungmin instantly recognized.

Her eyes widened in shock, and she quickly scrambled to retrieve her mask, embarrassment coloring her features. Seungmin, recognizing the farmer girl who had helped him evade his guards just days before, couldn't believe the coincidence.

"Y/N," he whispered her name, a revelation that left her breathless. The realization dawned upon her, and she stammered, "Your Highness, I didn't—I didn't mean to—"

Seungmin gently interrupted, a warm smile playing on his lips. "No need for formalities here. It's just you and me. And, if I may say, you look stunning tonight."

He guided her away from the prying eyes of the masquerade, finding a quiet alcove where they could talk without interruptions. Y/N, still taken aback by the unexpected encounter, listened as Seungmin poured out his feelings.

"I've been captivated by you since the moment we met," he confessed. "Your kindness, your spirit—it's unlike anything I've ever known. I can't stop thinking about you, and I find myself drawn to you in ways I never thought possible."

Y/N, her heart pounding, could hardly believe the words escaping the lips of the prince. A farm girl like her, entangled in the realm of a royal masquerade, now confronted with the affections of a prince. It was a tale spun from the realms of fantasy.

Seungmin continued, "I know our worlds are different, and conventions dictate certain expectations, but I can't deny what I feel. Y/N, will you allow me to court you openly, to show the world that love knows no boundaries?"

Y/N, overwhelmed by the unexpected turn of events, nodded slowly. "Your Highness, I never thought—I mean, I never expected—"

Seungmin gently placed a finger on her lips. "Call me Seungmin. Titles fade away in the presence of the heart. I want to know you, not as a prince and a farmer girl, but as Seungmin and Y/N."

And so, amidst the whispers of the masquerade and the distant melodies of the night, the prince and the farmer girl embarked on a journey that defied expectations. Love, as unpredictable as the dance of a masquerade, had woven its magic.

With the grandeur of the masquerade had faded, leaving behind the soft whispers of the night. Seungmin and Y/N found themselves in the secluded confines of the prince's room, having successfully evaded the watchful eyes of the palace staff. The dim glow of candles illuminated the room as they settled into a cocoon of secrecy.

Their conversation flowed effortlessly, weaving through topics as diverse as their favourite foods, cherished memories, and the intricacies of their lives. As the night wore on, the atmosphere between them became increasingly intimate. They spoke with a candour that transcended their respective roles—prince and farmer girl—and found solace in the shared simplicity of their connection.

The discussion eventually meandered toward the day they first met, a day etched in their memories with hues of laughter and shared joy. Seungmin, desperate to escape the confines of the palace, had found himself navigating the narrow lanes of a small village. It was there that he collided with destiny—or rather, collided with Y/N.

Y/N, engrossed in her task of gathering supplies, became an unwitting accomplice to Seungmin's escape. She swiftly recognized the precarious situation and, without hesitation, helped him blend into the fabric of the village. Dressed as a commoner, Seungmin and Y/N strolled through the bustling streets, exploring market stalls and exchanging laughter as if they had known each other for a lifetime.

In the present, as they revisited those memories, their laughter echoed through the room, unbridled and infectious. The camaraderie they shared during that fateful day unfolded before them like a cherished tale. Their connection, born in the simplicity of a shared adventure, had blossomed into something extraordinary.

Their mirth, however, was abruptly interrupted by a sharp knock on the door. The sudden intrusion jolted them into silence, and Y/N quickly sought refuge in the shadows of the room as Seungmin composed himself. A servant, diligent in his duties, stood at the threshold, curiosity etched on his face.

The prince, maintaining a facade of innocence, apologized for being awake at such an hour. With a courteous request for privacy until the next morning, the servant reluctantly acquiesced and left, closing the door behind him. Seungmin, having successfully diverted suspicion, couldn't help but chuckle.

Y/N emerged from her hiding spot, and the two shared a moment of unrestrained laughter. The room resonated with the shared delight of their clandestine escapade. Eventually, their laughter subsided, leaving behind a serene quietude.

With the palace enveloped in the embrace of night, Seungmin and Y/N settled into bed, the soft glow of the candles casting a warm ambience. As sleep overtook them, smiles lingered on their faces, and dreams of an uncertain but promising future filled their minds. The intricacies of a relationship between a prince and a farm girl, yet to unfold.