minsung oneshots

outlaw pt.1

"No! I refuse to go along with this! It's absolutely ridiculous." Jisung stood up from their unnecessarily long dining table, "You can't make me do this."

His father angrily dropped his spoon, "Son, I can make you do whatever I want. You," he started, crossing his fingers as he spoke, "Are going to marry him, no matter how you feel about it. Because in the end, it really doesn't matter how you feel."

Jisung slumped back into his seat, "Mother would never force me into something I didn't want." He pretended not to be startled by the sound of his father's fist hitting the table, "My wife is dead! Your mother is dead! She can't tell you what you to do because she's gone! You are going to marry the prince of Yellowood so all of this fighting can stop."

"The fighting has nothing to do with us! You're just too prideful to admit that it's your fault mother was murdered!" Jisung felt like throwing his plate of food at the man he called father, but he didn't want the maids to clean up anything extra. So he settled with throwing his cutlery and the cloth napkin. Kicking the table would most likely break his toes so he refrained from that as well.

"Jisung! As long as you are the prince of this nation and I am king, you will do what I deem best for the wellbeing of our people, " his father stood, "And you will never speak like that to me again. I am still your king and you need to learn to me loyal to your crown."

"Then maybe I don't want the crown. You're such a good king. Do it yourself, " Jisung pushed his seat out and walked towards the door trying his best to ignore every word that left his father's lips. "You won't do it."

"And if I do?"

"Han Jisung, I swear to you that I will find you. No matter how far you run, you will end up doing as I say."

Jisung didn't respond, but as soon as the door shut behind him, he ran to his room not stopping for anyone who called for him. He made sure to lock his door just in case his father tried to have guards enter and capture him. 

As fast as he could, Jisung pulled out a small knapsack and stuffed all the necessary things his could think of : money, a knife his mother left for him, the plainest clothes he owned. He left his crown, just as he had promised his father he would, but Jisung couldn't find it to leave his signet ring, so he kept it on his finger.

And then for the hardest part : actually escaping.

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*Jisung's POV*

Scratch that. It was way too easy for me to slip out of the palace. I hid in the servants quarters for a few days until I found an easy way out; the restocks. By hiding with the servants I was free as soon as they excited the back gate.

 So I changed my mind and decided the hardest part was figuring out what to do next. I hid out in a tavern for the day hoping to hear news through the townspeople's gossip. I also figured that I would be recognized if anyone saw me, so I tied a bandana around the lower half of my face. "Did you hear that the prince has gone missing?" My head whipped to the men talking next to me, "The prince is missing?"

The men nodded, clearly eager to have someone else to tell their news. "Yep. King's sent guards out all over town to find him. Pretty big prize if anyone brings him in." My eyes widened as I took in the news. "Damn, anyone know why he's gone?"

The other man shook his head and took a sip of his drink before responding, "Nope, but lots of folk saw it's the new bandit crew." I raised my eyebrow in confusion, "Bandit crew?" Both men laughed at me. "You don't really get out much do you? A new group of outlaws has been going around to different towns. Officials call them outlaws but they really just help those who've been dealt a bad hand in life."