stray kids bxb oneshots

hyunho - an impromptu rendezvous

(hyunjin x lee know)

hyunjin:

Boy, was it a tiring week at the palace, with the parties that were held in celebration of the merging of Levanter kingdom with Miroh kingdom. It was filled with grandeur, unfathomable to the commoner's eye, which I once was until I was recruited three years ago as a personal assistant for Prince Minho, the heir to the throne.

I needed a breather. Sure, the preparations were fun, but they were really stressful. Each and every plate had to be kept in a straight line, the flower arrangements in each vase had to be exactly the same and no sheet was allowed on any bed that was not crisp and creaseless.

I sneak out of my bedroom, tiptoeing through the halls. I had been upgraded from the servant's quarters to a separate bedroom that was much closer to the Prince's room so that I could always be on standby. Now, I just had to make sure that I could get past the guards without getting noticed. Which was pretty much impossible, considering that there was a guard posted every five centimeters of the floor. I hear some noise and I quickly hide behind the wall, peeking out a teeny bit to see if there was anything.

Suddenly, someone grabs my arm and I get pulled backwards into a chest. I almost let out a blood curdling scream, but a large pair of hands covering my mouth stops me from doing so.

"Where do you think you're going, sweetheart?" A raspy voice seductively whispers into my ears. I gulp. I didn't need to turn around to know who it was. Did I ever mention that I had not so small feelings for the Prince? I mean, you can't blame me when I've been living around the beauty for the past three years now. It makes it a hundred times worse, I know. Especially when he's calling me by an endearing term that if I did not know him would have made my heart flutter, but it was his way of telling me that I'm in deep shit.

"P-Prince Minho, I swear I wasn't upto anything suspicious! I just wanted some fresh air and-" I start profusely bowing, frantically trying to explain myself. The Prince chuckles at my actions and I look at him, thrown off guard. I thought he was mad at me?

"Ah, you should have seen your face! Loosen up, Hwang, I'm just fooling around," he says, giving me a pat on my back. I can't believe that I always fall for his tricks. And his smile. Oh, how I loved the way he laughed. It was unfortunate that I had to fall for someone way beyond my reach.

"Fresh air, huh?" He smirks. " Follow me."

I comply, following him like a lost puppy as we walked through dimly lit halls that I had barely any memory of passing through. Even though I've been here a long time, I still had trouble finding my way around the magnificent structure. We reach a dead end, with a large pair of white French doors. An elegant sage green paisley printed curtain was draped over it, covering the view beyond it. Minho draws open the curtains, and I see the moon hanging up in the night sky through the spotless glass. He opens the door and lets me out first. It was not the first time he was treating me as if I was the one who was royalty, but I could never get rid of the feeling in my heart every time he did.

The open doors reveal the splendor of the full moon illuminating the acres and acres of trees of apples and mangoes and whatnot planted in uniform rows. It seemed to be a garden that I had never been to before. A variety of flowers, from wild roses in the bushes to water lilies in the pond, made for a splendid view, even in the darkness of the night.

The moonlight shone on Minho, finally allowing me to see him properly. His silver hair was messy, making him look all the more attractive. He was wearing a black t-shirt and track pants, a casual look that was different from his usual glittery robes that went down all the way and brushed the floor. He comes up next to me and grins, laying out a plaid blanket on the lawn, trimmed to the exact millimeter. He lies down on it and motions for me to do the same.

I hesitantly move next to him. I stare at the sky, brilliantly painted with millions and millions of stars as far as the eye could see.

"It's beautiful," I say with a smile, still awestruck at the beauty of this place I couldn't believe I had never seen before.

"It is," Minho replies. After a few moments of comfortable silence pass, Minho speaks again.

"Hyunjin," he calls.

"Yes, my Prince?" I say, turning to face him, only to find our faces inches apart. I get surprised and I'm about to apologize, but my mouth is shut by a pair of lips. My eyes widen as I realize that Minho is kissing me.

The Prince is kissing me.

The Prince that I had wanted for so long, was actually kissing me.

After a blinding moment of truth, I respond to the kiss, giving in to his soft lips. He tastes of strawberries, and I want more.

He pulls away. "Do you know how long I've been wanting to do that for?" He asks.

"Since when?" I ask back, curiosity filled in my eyes.

"Ever since I set my eyes on you," he responds, reconnecting our lips. I smile and kiss him back, tasting the sweetness of his lips again. They were addictive, and I knew within a heartbeat that I'd never get tired of them.

Suddenly, my senses wash over me. I stop and look at Minho, whose doe eyes looked at me, puzzled.

"Is this okay? I mean, you're a prince and I'm just any ordinary guy from the village. Won't it cause trouble if someone saw us?"

"My darling, I couldn't care less about what the others think. I like you, and that's all that matters," he says, and I swear I just fell for him harder than I already had.

He gets on one knee. "Do I have the pleasure of making thee mine? Will thy be my boyfriend?" He asks with a faux posh accent.

"Oh stop it, will you?" I giggle at his silliness. "Of course I will!" I throw my arms around him, burying my face in the crook of his neck.

"Why don't we head back, hm? It's getting late," he suggests and I nod. He catches me off guard by picking me up bridal style. He hooks his arms around my back and thighs, while I latch my hands around his neck for support. I couldn't believe this was actually happening.