all falls down//minsung

Seven🔮

Minho wasted no time in going to his room as fast as he possibly could when they returned to the palace. His blood was boiling and he had to get away from Jisung before he properly threw himself at him and killed him. 

He shut his door to his bedroom and left out a harsh sigh. He had a headache and every muscle was tensed at the last interaction with Jisung. He couldn't stan the prince to begin with and the weekend had proven once again that in fact - he was insufferable. 

Minho sat himself down onto his bed, he put his forearm over his eyes and took a breath. He loosened his collar to his shirt before sitting back up again as he heard his room door open. But to his relief it was only Chan. 

"Tea, your highness?" He asked as he walked in holding a tray of Minho's usual lunch which was normally just a sandwich and a cup of tea. "Thank you hyung" He sighed as he took the cup, warming up his hands "You don't need to act so formal when we're alone, you know that" he smiled lightly as he sipped his tea. 

Chan nodded "Alright then, I'll drop formalities for now" He smiled "How was the schedule with Prince Han?" He asked sitting down beside Minho on the bed. Minho groaned "If I had a gun, a bullet would have went to his head" he replied. 

Chan laughed lightly "Is he seriously that bad?" He asked. Chan, for one, didn't see why Minho disliked Prince Han so much. He understood it was how annoying and insulting Jisung could be - he saw it for himself at the buffet the night prior. Minho sighed "He is" he confirmed "I hate him and he hates me, it is that simple" He sipped his drink once more before putting onto his bedside table. 

"He even had the nerve to tell the kids that we're friends. I mean I get we have to get along for the sake of the truce but seriously, I don't think friendship is fully needed for two kingdoms to not kill each other" He rolled his eyes as he explained his view. "He also had the nerve to say that I can't put on an act" He scoffed "Well sorry I'm not a fake, spoiled brat" 

Chan hummed "That's a very strong opinion Minho" He laughed. Minho shot him a glare "You know what I mean hyung" he rolled his eyes "The sight of him infuriates me! He never follows any sort of rules - Do you know, one of my tutors told me she was set to tutor Prince Han but he never showed up to any of their sessions?" He brought his legs up to sit criss-crossed on the bed. 

Chan raised a brow "Is that so?" He asked in return "It's pretty known that Jisung isn't as perfect as you Minho" He smiled. Minho huffed "Damn right he's not perfect! I bet those rumours about him are true, you know" He leaned back a bit. Chan hummed "Which ones? There are many" he chuckled. 

"All of them"

"Even the ones of Jisung's inheritance of his great grandmother's powers?" Chan grinned. Minho tensed a little "Well...That one is up for debate..." He sounded a little deflated now, knocked off his high horse by his own butler. Chan chuckled "You seem a bit taken back this time" He grinned a bit more. 

Minho scoffed but he couldn't deny the moment Chan had said those words that his mind had flashed back to the night before when Jisung told him not to joke about his great grandmother's powers since she had killed half of the Lee Kingdom once before. Minho took a breath. 

"Just something the Prince said to me last night. He almost seemed closed off when I mentioned it to him" He shurgged "Didn't think he'd be a sensitive bitch" he scoffed to downplay the slight tinge of guilt that he felt. Chan nodded a little "It's only normal, I suppose" he gave a small shrug. 

"What?" Minho asked "That he can't handle a conversation about his evil grandmother?" He rolled his eyes. Chan laughed "You are aware of how powerful that woman was right?" He asked. Minho scoffed "Of course, I know! She was the main reason for the feud in the first place!" He exclaimed. 

Chan nodded "Then maybe talking about something that started all this when you and Jisung are the two bringing it to an end...is a bit...insensitive?" He suggested keeping his tone soft to not piss Minho off - which was usually always the case. 

Minho sighed "I guess...But he didn't need to get so mad about it. He could've just said exactly what you did and we wouldn't have hit each other--"

"You hit each other!?" Chan cut across. Minho sighed "Yeah. Long story short, he punched me in the stomach and I punched him in the jaw" He flicked his hand to the side as if what he was saying was old news. Chan merely laughed in reply "Typical situation between princes" he spoke sarcastically. 

Minho rolled his eyes "He's nothing more than a spoiled little brat in my eyes" He replied. Chan chuckled "you know, it might be a lot easier to get along with him than hating him" He shrugged. 

Minho laughed as if that was the most funniest joke he'd ever been told - he cut off his laugh quickly and looked at Chan blankly. 

"Over my dead body" 

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Lil filler chapter frfr

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