15 princes and a princess

15 princes and a princess 41

When I woke up the next morning a smile stretched across my face. For the first time in two weeks, everything seemed to be going okay. It was a miracle that I had been allowed to stay and I must remember to thank Jonghoon greatly for what he did.

I sat up and grinned over at Yesung, who was sat on his bed reading. He looked up at me with a curious look on his face.

"What's made you so cheerful love? You've been gloomy for the past two weeks!" He teased, folding the corner of his page and putting the book on his bedside table. I rolled my eyes at him and he smiled, standing and taking the few steps to my bed. He led on top of the sheets and turned to face me, our noses brushing together gently.

"Everything just seems to be going well at the moment..." I murmured, my voice sounded sleepy and I had to stifle a yawn that was suddenly threatening to come. He nodded and our noses touched again.

"That's true, but your leg is still in that cast," He glanced down at the hefty cast-shaped lump at the bottom of the bed, "I can't believe our fans would do that...."

"It doesn't matter right now. Trust me. The painkillers do their job, it doesn't really ever hurt... Besides, I don't care what your fans do, not anymore, it can't really get worse than this..." I replied honestly. Our eyes connected and I broke the contact by moving forward and burying my face in his chest. He rested a hand on the top of my head and ruffled my hair softly. He brought his head down and kissed the top of my head, murmuring loving words into my hair.

I pushed back and looked deeply into his eyes. "You're amazing, you know that? Seriously.... Just...." I searched my brain for the right word and came up short, a grin spread across my face as I simply breathed out deeply, "amazing." He smiled at my words and I couldn't help it when my grin grew even wider.

He took my face in his hands and a sense of deja vu washed over me. He smiled and brought his face even closer to mine, if either of us spoke our lips would touch.

"You're pretty amazing yourself." He whispered, giving me a soft sweet kiss. It lasted only a moment, but the tingles it gave me lasted considerably longer. I smiled, it had left me breathless. It was that moment when my king-of-the-jungle stomach decided to remind me of its presence.

It growled loudly and my smile turned sheepish. A deep strawberry blush grew across my cheeks and I sat up. "I guess breakfast would be nice..." I mumbled, reaching out for my glasses and shoving them on my face. I grabbed my crutches and heaved myself up, I had to pull at my baggy pajama shorts because they had decided to wrinkle up so they were even shorter.

Yesung stood up and moved to my side, passing me my SuJu hoody from the edge of my bed. I smiled gratefully and attempted to pull it over my head. When I was done I headed towards the door. I shuffled into the kitchen, talking with Yesung on the way. Kyuhyun and Donghae were talking about something at the table but turned to smile at me as I walked in.

"Hey! There's our princess!" Donghae grinned. Over the past few weeks we had become really good friends, laughing and joking all the time. I smiled and pulled myself onto the seat beside him.

"Good Morning Fishyhae, how are you?" I asked giving him a brief hug. He smiled and shrugged.

"I'm alright, how are you?" He asked, his eyes twinkled with happiness and my mood lifted even higher, when the guys were happy, it generally made me happy.

"I am absolutely positively excellent this morning!" I laughed, I felt wonderful. Kyu had an amused look on his face and Iturned to him, still grinning. "And how are you Kyuhyun?"

"I'm good thank you, although I don't think I am quite as happy as you seem to be." He chuckled to himself and I rolled my eyes. "What did Yesung do to make you so happy?" He asked, his laughter growing louder, he wiggled his eyes suggestively. Donghae raised his eyebrow like I did, and let out a brief laugh.