all falls down//minsung

twelve🔮

Minho had arrived at the gates of the Han Kingdom. 

The further down south he went the more he could see the difference between the north and south - it was his first time down south and he never saw the ocean before, but as he drove into the kingdom, the car sped by the ocean. The sun glimmered down on the water creating a sparkle that Minho fell in love with. 

The people that he could see seemed to be having a great time, those on the beach were either sun batheing or swimming, those on the promenade had ice creams and smiles on their faces. Minho never fully believed that the Han Kingdom was one of the happiest kingdom's considering their prince was an outright dickhead. 

But he was put to shame. Everything seemed so much brighter here. 

As they approached the castle, Minho began to think back on the rumours about Jisung. The so called magic he apparently had. A few days ago he had decided to catch Jisung using his powers for his own peace of mind. 

But he struggled to figure out how to do that when the only idea he could think of was punching him. 

"Prince Lee, we have arrived" His driver spoke. Minho nodded and got out of the car. The sun was beaming down which wasn't unusual for early September. King and Queen Han smiled warmly as Minho approached them - his eyes shifted to Jisung. 

Jisung stood there, arms folded, no smiled, just a blank expression. "It's a pleasure to have you here Minho" The queen spoke brightly. Minho smiled at her "Thank you for inviting me" he bowed. King Han nodded and turned to Jisung "Show Prince Lee to his room, Jisung" he smiled. 

Jisung sighed "Come on" He began to walk into the castle. Minho grabbed his bag and followed. He could now start his plan - catch the prince using magic. 

"How are you keeping?" Minho asked, Jisung gave him a look and didn't reply. Minho raised a brow "Is this how you treat your guests?"

"You are not a guest in my eyes" He scoffed. "It's bad enough my father ordered me to stick by your damn side all weekend" He glared. Minho hummed "So that's the cause of the sour attitude" he grinned "Afraid I'll punch you?" He teased. 

Jisung scoffed "I'll kill you before you even think about doing that" He retorted. Minho took his chance "How? With magic?" 

Jisung stopped walking. He looked at him with a glare "What did you just say?" He spoke lowly now, his tone sharp and cold it almost made Minho regret his words....almost. 

"I said, your magic. Would you use magic to kill me?" He pushed. Jisung then pushed him against a wall harshly "Watch your damn mouth" He got close to his face, balling up the shirt Minho wore. 

"You're acting pretty defensive for someone who claims to not have any magic" He raised a brow acting calm despite the way his heart was beating so fucking fast. Jisung's eyes narrowed "I don't have magic, I'm being defensive because you're in the damn kingdom where that magic once lived" He spoke sharply. 

Minho didn't back down, he held his amused look as Jisung continued "And you're fully aware of why we do not speak about that magic anymore" His voice was dangerously low. Jisung let go of Minho's shirt now. Minho gulped as he felt Jisung's body move away. 

"So, I am asking you. Never and I mean never bring up my great grandmother's magic or the rumours about me again" He fixed himself up before continuing his tour of the castle. Minho followed quietly after that. 

Once they neared the bedroom Minho would be staying at, he spoke up "What did your father mean by sticking by my side the entire weekend?" He asked as Jisung walked a few steps ahead. "Wherever I go, you go" He put simply. "Consider it a punishment to us both for hitting one another, now I'm stuck with you"