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twilight - woosan (royalty au)

royalty au-
wooyoung- prince
san, yunho, mingi, hongjoong- commoner
seonghwa- palace healer
jongho- prince's cousin
yeosang- neighbouring country's prince, jongho's boyfriend, prince's bsf

mpreg || relationships

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In the darkness of the night, only one house emitted light. In that house there lived Wooyoung, San, Mingi and Yunho.

What if I told you that Wooyoung was a prince?

A prince that had run away from the palace.

It was a normal day. Wooyoung had gone to the palace doctor to ask for a checkup after he had been throwing up the entire morning.

A cold blast of air greeted him as he walked into the hospital wing, closing the door behind him.

"Good morning, Dr Park. I'm here for a consultation." He walked towards the palace doctor.

"Aish... I told you to take care of yourself after your last fever. Why can't you do that?" the doctor dropped all the formalities, seeing as it was just the 2 of them.

"I've just been throwing up. It's nothing, really." Wooyoung said, sitting on the chair.

Park Seonghwa.

He was a tall, handsome male with long, dark hair that reached the nape of his neck, sharp features as well as a lean, muscular build.

He had been the palace doctor for 4 years already, at the young age of 21 years old. He had started selling herbs and prescriptions on the street when he was 7, as he was from a poor, single-parents family who didn't not have enough to provide for him. After 10 years of selling medicine and healing people in the middle of the street, he was finally noticed by the palace for his extraordinary abilities and talent in this area.

Seonghwa rolled up Wooyoung's suit jacket and unbuttoned the cuff of his shirt, taking his pulse. "Wooyoung, soo... how's your new boyfriend in bed?" Seonghwa asked, watching as Wooyoung blushed slightly.

"He's... good... really good..." Wooyoung muttered, smiling to himself. He looked up, expecting his hyung to be happy for him, but instead, he was frowning. Seonghwa was pressing and prodding Wooyoung's stomach, and something was just wrong.

"Young-ah, could you lie on the table for me?" Seonghwa instructed, leading him to the table. Wooyoung lay down on it, taking off his suit jacket. He unbuttoned the bottom of his white shirt, exposing his stomach as Seonghwa pulled a machine towards him.

He pulled out a pair of late gloves and snapped them on, taking the bottle of gel from the cupboard. He squeezed the cool gel onto Wooyoung's stomach, grabbing the wand that was attached to the machine. He switched on the machine and put the wand on top of the gel, moving it around.

Images appeared on the screen of the machine and all of Seonghwa's suspicions were confirmed right there and then.

However, the unsuspecting Wooyoung still laid on the table, confused asf as to what was happening.

Seonghwa cleaned the gel off his stomach with a tissue and threw it away, helping Wooyoung to sit back up. He was unsure of how to tell the boy this but it had to be done. Taking Wooyoung's hand, he started talking.

"Young-ah, I need you to remain calm when you hear this, please."

Wooyoung nodded warily, fear already seeping in.

"You're 16 weeks pregnant."

Wooyoung's mouth opened and closed multiple times, trying to say something but nothing coming at all. He looked at Seonghwa helplessly, unsure of what to say.