Stray Kids Oneshots Collection (Smut & Fluff)

14 ¦ Pretty on the Sheets

Warning: This chapter contains mature and adult content

Ship: Hyunjin / Jeongin

Words: 2,562

Summary: "Good evening, Prince Hyunjin," he's greeted with a deep bow, the voice low and straightforward. Hyunjin acknowledges him with a gracious nod, a glint of excitement in his eyes. "Prince Jeongin, what brings you to my palace today?"

He chuckles internally at that; it's as if he hadn't called him a hundred times already by his first name solemnly. As if they hadn't planned this meeting days - weeks beforehand. But no one knows that, no one will ever find out.

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Hyunjin sighs for the thousand time today - he is getting too impatient. He gazes out of the large window, where hectares of large fields and beautiful endless skylines meet. But he can only notice the absence of someone.

Jeongin was supposed to come in yesterday, but didn't show up. His advisors told him there had been bad weather during the night, which could explain the delay of the visit. He continues to walk up and down the hall, in the hope for something to happen.

"Prince Hyunjin" he hears, and he turns around in a swift motion and comes to face one of his guards. "Yes?" he asks out of breath. He fixes a stray hair behind his ear and raises his eyebrow curiously.

"I was just informed by the external guard that Prince Jeongin has just arrived" the man informs with a straight face.

Hyunjin's face literally lights up at that, clasping his hands together. He lets out a shaky breath and nods quickly. "Great, good. Let him in, thank you"

The guard nods and vanishes from his view. Hyunjin almost sprints to the throne room, his gown lifting while he walks up the stairs.

He opens his low ponytail as he sits. It was loose anyways. He lets his hair fall on his shoulders, the tips of his hair curl slightly. He adjusts the crown on his head just in time before sounds echo in the hall.

"Prince Jeongin of Astonia," a herald announces, and all eyes turn to the young prince.

Hyunjin forgets to sit up straight as he sees the young man entering the hall. It kind of happens in slow motion for him, because he always manages to get stunned by his beauty.

His dark hair is styled to the back, the front of his fringe slightly to the side. His face doesn't make it possible to read, cold as stone. But oh, so gorgeous is he.

His armor clicks and clacks with each step he takes, until he stands still in front of Hyunjin. The latter can't tell what the younger is wearing underneath it, only recognizes the countless chains and of course - the sword hanging by his side on his hip.

"Good evening, Prince Hyunjin," he's greeted with a deep bow, the voice low and straightforward.

Hyunjin acknowledges him with a gracious nod, a glint of excitement in his eyes. "Prince Jeongin, what brings you to my palace today?"

He chuckles internally at that; it's as if he hadn't called him a hundred times already by his first name solemnly. As if they hadn't planned this meeting days - weeks beforehand. But no one knows that, no one will ever find out.