Minho has never been to the main city before.
Obviously.
So of course he is beyond stunned from the moment he sees it in the distance, hears the music from the festivities inside getting louder and louder the closer the group gets. The group is dressed in matching shades of midnight blue, thanks to Minho and his work throughout the entirety of their time at the hideout. Jisung is wearing his fancy, double layered, cropped shirt, Chan a vest on top of a long sleeved satin shirt and Minho is wearing a rather simple button down with a wide belt around the waist. Even Hyunjin has ribbons in the same color in his hair along with his crescent moon and star accessories. Chan brushed his fur extra well before they set off and Bbokkie seems to be even more obvious of an existence now that everyone is dressed in mainly dark clothes or simply is a black horse, like Hyunjin.
But Minho still made sure to tell him on the way to the main city that he is the prettiest of all chicks in the entire kingdom.
Minho is too taken aback, too stunned and in absolute awe when they enter through the main gate, cross the bridge and walk in, all of them with thin veils covering the lower halves of their faces, as per tradition due to the rather mournful background of the festivities. It makes things a lot easier for Jisung of course though, who is walking between Minho and Chan, hand in hand with his favorite person, on whose other side Hyunjin is positioned.
The festival has already started as it always does the day before the prince's birthday, then keeps going until it ends with the lantern release at night and a day of quiet mourning follows after. But never have any of the group members attended the festivities quite like they are doing today. With Chan usually being a regular part of the patrolling staff, Jisung doing anything not to do more than just drop by and check the area for good pickpocketing opportunities and of course Minho who would be in his tower, watching only the lantern release from afar.
The music, the clothes and accessories everywhere, decorations all throughout the city, as well as the presence of his friends and all other people all have Minho so overwhelmed that it takes him a whole lot of time to realize at some point that Jisung and Chan have led him over to a group of four little girls who are happily braiding all sorts of pretty things into each other's hair, then decorate their work with cosmos flowers of all colors.
He seems confused for a moment, but when Jisung and Chan point at Minho's bun and ask them whether they would be able to make his hair look pretty too, they agree immediately. Minho huffs nervously when they make him sit on one of the little stools they have brought, then have him untie his hair, tools in their small hands and jaws dropping with excited squeals as soon as they see what they are working with. The girls immediately get to work, while Chan and Jisung leave him with the animals for a moment, come back a while later just for Jisung to freeze right into place, eyes wide and jaw dropped at the sight of his man with the top half of his hair braided and pinned up in an honestly very impressive way, differently colored cosmos flowers stuck and braided in, along with some tiny white flowers.
The entirety of him has Jisung all frozen and stunned, almost drooling. Has him imagining ridiculous scenarios like how it would be to exchange vows with this man in white suits with floor length, elegant coats instead of gowns. Imagining a proper celebration afterwards with just the two of them fucking on a flower field, just because of how majestic Minho would look, on his back amidst a sea of cosmos flowers, while Jisung rides him like a champ, comes easily with every visual and emotional sensation overcoming him that instant.
He would sprawl him out like that, take in the sight and kiss him from top to bottom, every inch. Because Minho deserves that kind of worship and appreciation. The man is fucking majestic.
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chasing lights
FanfictionTwenty five years spent in a tower, locked in with no way out, the beautiful man inside of it only has one dream: to see the lights up close that are in the sky once, annually - every single year on his birthday. But the world outside his tower has...