F*ck me like Royalty

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love someone, you may not always have lust in your eyes,
or be filled with lust, you might not have love in your eyes,
but love or lust, either way, there's always a part that speaks the truth, no matter what type of truth it may be

'🪷,

"MY WHAT?!" He yells accidentally, making his parents jump at the volume.  Jisung cleared his throat realizing the slightly unnecessary volume he used, "Sorry.. My ears were clogged."

His eyes are focused on Minho and only Minho, confusion, anger, and another emotion coursing through his veins which he can't put a pin on.  "wh-why?" Jisung says, attention turning back to his dad.  "Well because Keeho is going on break for a couple days, we decided it would be best that you still have a bodyguard with you, we found that he was the best one."  His dad said smiling and glancing over to Minho.  Jisung nods slowly, "Yeah.. yeah ok. Ok cool." he says looking down trying to comprehend how he managed to get the job.  "cOoL~?" His father says, annunciating the words incredibly hard like he's never heard of the word before.  Jisung nods, "Yeah." he says, because at this point, he's all out of things to say.

"So we've already gone over the terms and conditions, rules, et cetera. Now if you want you can go over anything you want with him, make sure he has it down.  He'll be with you day and night, doing the same jobs Keeho did."  His father finishes, turning to his wife who was sitting next to him to see if she had anything to add.  Minho chimes in, "I will make sure that your son is safe, no matter what.  I will put his life over mine, you have my word."  Of course, that sits extremely well with Jisungs parents, so they smile and nod out of respect, clearly impressed with their job of finding a bodyguard.

Jisung sighs, "Is that all?" He smiles fakely as best as he can.  "Oh, his name is Minho." His mother adds on.  Jisung tilts his head and nods, again putting on an extremely fake smile, "I know." he says making his parents face contort to confusion. 

Without letting them say anything else, Jisung turns around and walks out of the office, going back to his bedroom.  While in the hallway, he hears his father yell out, "Remember Jisung, he must always stay with you at all times!" which makes the prince sigh and turns around only to be met with the man who started this all.

"You look pretty when you're decorated by me." He grins referring to the large pinkish purplish blotches sticking out from Jisungs beanie and sweater.  He quickly pulls his beanie down in response, "Ok!" he yells back to his father, then turns around and continues stomping to his room.

Jisung reaches his room, opening the door and waiting for Minho to reach his room, but before he can walk inside, Jisung slams the door in his face, a chuckle leaving his mouth.  He walks over to his bed and takes off his crewneck, just a second after, the door opens and there walks in Minho.  Jisungs eyes widen, he takes the crewneck and covers his chest.  "Have you ever heard of knocking?!" He says loudly to him.  "Have you ever heard of not slamming the door in your bodyguard's face, or better yet, the person who gave you those beautiful marks?" He replied, closing the door and walking over to Jisung slowly with his hands in his pockets.

"Please! Beautiful? You mean ugly! They're horrible, they look like a drawing my 8 year old self could make."  Jisung says holding the hoodie even closer to his body as Minho continues walking over with a smirk on his face, clearly planning a very cheeky attack.  "Oh baby maybe I should make many more, and you can choose your favorite, how does that sound?" He says reaching the bed and standing in front of him, looking down on the one with boba eyes.

"No.. No. Just leave me alone, why are you even here?" Jisung says, getting slightly flustered but trying to play it off as annoyance.  "Oh my baby's forgetful, I'm your new bodyguard." Minho says, his hand grazing under Jisung chin, scratching it gently.  "You're not permanent, so don't get used to this." Jisung hisses, moving his head away.  Minho chuckles dryly in response, "We'll see about that."