idk bro gimme a break

Chapt 13 (WIP)

In this night full of wonders, why did the prince offer comfort to a measly low noble like him?

His touch was nothing but warm, contradicting his cool esteque. A merciless prince who does anything but to advance forward. What touched his heart for him to do those?

Hugging Jungwon, bringing Jungwon to the town- acting as tourists venturing around.

It's so fucking random.

However, his intention... of course, it's clear he wants to divert Jungwon into going deeper to the woods. But, why? Just why?

He didn't ask to be comforted. Sunghoon could have left him for all he cares. The prince could easily track him anyways since he already lured him out of the woods.

Did he pity Jungwon?

In this serene tone, midnight came. Never once Jungwon felt chilly, he actually appreciates the weather since Korea could be hotter at times. The humid and air in this fictional place is just right. But, somehow, he can't help but jitter in utter cold.

"What are you curious about?"

The bench they sat on was located in a nearby river. A few crows here and there. Apart from that, it's just silence. Not much people, it's closing time. Sunghoon brought him here after he sobbed.

Looking back, it's quite embarrassing to shed tears infront of the prince. To break down due to frustration, and to cry seeing the face of its roots. Genuinely, the prince is hindering Jungwon's plans. He knew there's an underlying sadism inside of the prince, but he didn't truly understand him. One moment, he could be warm then cold.

He's confusing. Jungwon can't seem to read him correctly.

"Nothing" Jungwon has nothing to say, he can't say the things he wants infront of someone who's bound to be powerful someday. Jungwon cherishes his life, rather than making the prince a foe, it would be wise to stay neutral. He's willing to forget the prince is brewing a typhoon for a moment, or else Jungwon might get caught in an early drift and die the next day.

Cocking his right brow, the prince was seated in a rather comfortable position. With his hands behind his head, legs crossed and back leaning into the bench. It was a sight to behold, he looks too casual "Your eyes... tells me otherwise"

What does he even know? Does he expect Jungwon to just say shit even though he's the fucking crown prince?

"I don't have anything in mind, your majesty" An absurd lie, but what else should he reply?

"Yes, sure, yet you brawl your eyes and ask me why we're sight-seeing in the town" His lackluster tone, it sounds so irritating, completely sarcastic.

"You-!" He was about to snap, but he clenched his fist even harder and surpressed himself.

No complaints were said.

"I overwelmed you, didn't I?" Jungwon just looked at him, no feelings no woes, a blank stare.

At least he knows.

"I apologize, but, you should stop snuffing out things about Jongseong" He went straight for it. No riddles, no what-nots.

"Why? What does that have to do with you anyways?" For a prince like him to meddle in things he doesn't know. Why is he doing it in the first place?

"Nothing" It made Jungwon's brow twitch, the frustration once again grew "But it is none of your business as well" Then Jungwon's eyes snapped open. The anger rose up to his chest.

"You don't know what you're talking about" His voice strained, his fist clenched tighter.

"I do, you wish to climb the hierarchy using Jongseong, yes?" Hah.. Of course, he would accuse him of such thing.

"Your Majesty, as much as you think I have a set of bad intentions. I don't. You are barking at the wrong tree"

"Then tell me, what do you wish to accomplish tailing and rack sacking information about him?"

Sunghoon earned a glare from Jungwon.

"That is none of your business"

Underneath the emotionless facade, Sunghoon had a hidden smirk in the corner of his mouth. Although Jungwon can't see it, he can feel the smugness this guy has.

"Park Jongseong is one of my associates, I am the crown prince. I think I'm qualified enough to know your business with my ally" He's cornering him like this, huh.

Jungwon got caught in his trap.

A rebellion. Sunghoon can suspect him of plotting one.

Jungwon was stuck.

"Tell me, Jungwon from the house of Yang" Shit.

He might be actually dead.

What should he tell him?

Jungwon, with his stressed face and restless eyes, he searched his brain upside down.

He is taking too long to answer. It's been a bit too long- Sunghoon might conclude he's involved in some rebellion scheme- Damn it.

But what to say?!

"I-I" Jungwon tried to talk but he kept stuttering, fearing for his life.

"You??"

"I..." Gulping, Jungwon turned off his brain and looked at the prince straight on the eyes

"I like Jongseong-hyung"

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More memories poured out of the shards. It showed Jongseong someone who existed within him. A him that's free from the burdens of the past and jealousy. A him that would never be him.

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