It wouldn't be out of place to remark that the prince was amazed. When he heard about the man standing in the door, thoughts of a quite different kind emerged from his mind.
After seeing her grandson, the old lady changed her countenance and asked in a loving voice, "Tae my son, is your work finished? Is the chariot ready? "Yes, ma, everything is finished. Don't worry, and you know -"
The moment Tae turned to face the man who had been observing them from a distance inside his home, he lost all words.
The stranger's disheveled appearance which says he still had night look but that didn't make him less attractive, together with his deep cut on his face and other bruises on his honey-tanned skin and manbun of hair, gave the impression that he was a fierce person, yet his round, doe-shaped eyes seemed to be saying otherwise.His rosy pink lips that appeared so delicate, with those broad arms and slender neck and the silhouette he had that portrays some warrior. Despite his hard demeanor, there was some tenderness beneath the surface.
"Ah Anyeong haseyo," boy bowed firmly and turned to face the man, who was struck seeing the local lean boy.
"I'm Kim Taehyung," he stated.
"Taehyunga, he is."
"I'm Kook, Jung Kook." Prince interrupted the elderly woman and he shook his head lightly sending a glance,
Do not reveal.She looked at his clueless grandson with awkward laughter and a hesitant bob of the head.
"He is a relative on your mother's side, Tae. Do remember Jung uncle?" The tiny youngster nodded his head in response to her question, evidently recalling his favourite uncle who didn't even criticised him for sucking the strawberry juice that was dripping from his palm.
"He's Jung Kook, the cousin of your uncle Jung. Hahaha, we're glad we got to meet you at last, Kook-ah," expressing that unclear bond.
Taehyung merely said "Oh".
For our prince, Though he had faced various challenges in the past, including being hanged by an enemy, he did not experience this, a new feeling that he had never encountered with.It looks like it was a sense that might be described as nervousness.
He was nervous for the first time in his life, and the cause of his nervousness was not a sword or any powerful force, but the simple look of an unknown boy.
That deep dark eye staring at him was making him apprehensive.
And right there Jeon Jungguk the prince submitted to a local boy by lowering his eyes.
"Kook-ah," Taehyung said to the prince, who glanced up quickly. He was used to hearing the highly respected pronoun for himself, but this fictitious nickname gave him a soothing sensation within.
The local boy was mesmerized by the way those bambi eyes looked at him, unaware of the turmoil he was causing inside the other.
"Ahm," the sound brought them back into reality.
"Why don't you show him our pond and perhaps even some clothes?""No need of that ma'am. I will just head back now. Thank you both for the hospitality" prince said clearly not wanting to invade and trying to run from this feelings turmoil.
"But why are you speaking lime some kind of stranger you are Jung uncles relative." Taehyung asked curiously.
"Yea kook-ah dont worry you wont be late for your work. Now go and freshen up.I'll go get some dry branches to start a fire," she responded, and she got out and raced as fast as her old feet could.
"Come, I will show you some clothes." Tae said and bent down to get a basket. "Why didn't you pack your clothes? I mean, weren't you going to stay the night?" he asked unfolding g the clothes.
"I was, but a robber stole my belongings. Don't bother about clothes I can manage. Kindly just show me a bathing spot." Jungguk spoke the sentence trying to sound normal as possible ignoring the bubbles erupting on his stomach.
"SHHH, take this," Tae pulls out the garments.
"Grandma bought me this hanbok for today's festival, but this is too big for me, and look at you, I think it will fit you perfectly," he said, keeping the garments in Jungguk's hand, who was about to object.
Again for the crown Prince whose hand is most of the time covered in the blood of man jolted by someone's mere touch. It was confusing The prince more than the battle that he lost, not knowing what to say he just nodded his head and got up.
But this action caused the brown hair lean boy to pout.
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