chasing lights

2 | on the run

Step, step, step, jump, land and run.

At full speed, swift like a wild bunny out in the fields, a proud smirk always present, accompanying the constant shouts behind him. The chase is the most tiring, yet thrilling part, the one thing he is never sure will actually work out in the end. But in this case, it most certainly does. He knows, can feel it. He had spend the entirety of the past week trying to figure out where he could escape from after pulling off the heist of the century, made proper use of everyone being so busy with both, the birthday of one of the more important guards and then the start of the preparations for the annual lantern fest. Not that Jisung cares too much about that one though, apart from it usually being a great way to distract and stress out the people in the kingdom enough to make his job a whole lot easier.

Just like he managed to find out where to leave the castle from, thanks to a completely stressed out soldier trainee who folded pretty soon after Jisung obediently went on his hands and knees for him and cunningly coaxed all sorts of tips and tricks out of the guy while getting fucked in a rather decent way. He has learned by now that the most pent up guys tend to make him feel the best as well. Usually, that is. But what is sex anyway, if not a great stress relief, thrilling side hustle and the best and easiest way to get information out of mostly anyone. Especially when looking like him. Be handsome and pretty at the same time and everything else is in the stars. Falls right into place.

He slips out of an underground exit, kept for emergencies apparently as it is only officially known to castle staff in the first place, which is probably also why no one actually ends up following him there or even finding out that is where he went in the first place. Honestly, he should probably find that soldier guy again at some point and grant him an extra grateful blowjob as thanks for his great hint and the escape route he just granted him.

Somewhere just outside the palace walls, the sound of commanding screams and hooves clacking on the ground gets louder and Jisung is quick to slip into a hiding spot, seeing none other than Choi San, his no longer quite as stressed out - well, not for the same reasons at least - soldier informant and latest fuck, ride past him on his horse, along with a whole bunch of other guys.

Cute. Almost precious how different his entire attitude is when he is on that horse and in actual work mode. Though Jisung almost wants to laugh at how different he was when they met just recently, how easy it was to have him all desperate and flustered. Poor him.

He can see the towers of the building from where he is hiding, can see the kingdom logo, printed, painted and or stitched onto the various variations of differently sized kingdom flags. But all he can do while he waits for a good moment to slip away, is to proudly watch the chaos he has caused within the palace walls, watch everyone run around frantically, searching for him.

Honestly, he has always wondered how it would be. To live in a castle, that is. To be rich like no other, loved by everyone, not wanted for some sort of crime like he is. It must be nice. Jisung is so sure about that. Because he would totally take advantage of it, dress himself in the finest fabrics and let himself be celebrated for absolutely nothing. Just for him existing. What a dream... a dream he knows is far too ridiculous to indulge in any further. But at least the prospect of unimaginable riches is most definitely very much in sight. Especially after today.

He chuckles slightly when he finally slips out of his hiding place and starts running again, jumping, dodging and crawling until he is almost completely out of reach. He can almost taste the freedom, smile wide when he keeps going and going, runs and runs until -

"Fuck!", he curses out, startled by the sudden appearance of a stunning black horse, decorated with the typical attire for all palace steeds, but with a moon and star chain attached to its long, wavy, black mane. The entirety of how extra beautiful this horse is, is the most obvious indicator for it being extra important too, extra special. And judging by its attitude as well, Jisung can already guess whose horse this is as well. "Ah, come on! You can't be serious..."