𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚗 𝚒𝚝. {𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚐}

Chapter 21

Jisung's POV

" I don't think we've met yet, beautiful. " I whirled around to see a tall man towering above me. I turned back to focus on presuming the washing of my hands at one of the many sinks. I looked up into the mirror, eyes meeting his slim, mischievous gaze at my body through the luxurious reflection. " I'm Johnny; heir to NCTzen Kingdom. "

" I'm Jisung from the Flower Kingdom. " I smiled through the mirror, grin bouncing between the material and catching his eye. " Nice to meet you Johnny. Your name doesn't sound native; where're you from? If you don't mind, of course. "

" I was born in the U.S and was raised there as a treaty between two foreign Kingdoms. " I nodded with the explanation. " I have a friend named Jisung. Maybe I should introduce you two! "

" I would like that. " I shuddered as an unexpected hand slid onto my waist from behind, the caress harsh against the lace hem of my gown.

" You're gorgeous, did I mention that before? " He slurred, damp breath latching onto my nape as he lent down over my body.

" Ha ha, no I-I don't think so... " I casually laughed it off, wriggling as a subtle escape method. His other hand met with the sharp edge of my jaw. His fingers ran along my body, leaving me exponentially uncomfortable in every way possible. I sidestepped, attempting to create distance between me and the taller.

" Where do you think you're going, gorgeous? " He followed me, initiating another step back on my part. We continued the staggered movements until my back hit the wall.

" Johnny? " A new voice called out from an opening stall. I saw the boy, who was slightly taller than me, glance around trying to find the man that was hovering over me. " Fuck, you're drunk again. " He rolled his eyes when he saw the two of us.

" Ten? Is that you, babe? " the tallest backed away from me and approached who I now know as 'ten', and captured him into a loving bear hug.

" I'm so sorry, sweety. This drunkard looses control when he has one-too-many drinks. " He peeked over the tallers shoulder, shooting me an apologetic look. He looked back to Johnny, and planted a few, kind pats to his head. " I might have to bring his home early, again. " He sighed, grasping his hand and leading him to the door.

" Good luck! " They, more as in Ten, bid farewell with an amending bow as they exited the room.

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Third person POV

The time has finally come. The time in which the eldest born child of each kingdom is to waltz with a random civilian.

" You'll be okay, Jisung~ah. It's only for a couple minutes. " Minho gently comforted the anxious younger with an arm slung around his shoulders. " Take deep breaths and go with the flow. Don't let those hours of ball dancing practice go to waste, now! " He attempted to lighted the mood, though his laughter fell flat when he realized the younger wasn't sounding a peep.

All that could be heard were the gasps of heavy breathing escaping his throat, heaving breaths enhancing his visibly panicked state.

They studied the eldest of the Fire Kingdom tango with a female resident, adorable dimples adorning his sweet smile as they glided across the ball room with ease. Soon enough, the instrumental music came to a halt, leading the two to bow towards the audience and bid farewell. The girl went off to her friends, fangirling over the fatherly-man in a fever of giggles.

" Nice job, Channie Hyeong! " The youngest of the Flower Kingdom congratulated with dimples of his own.

" Next up, " The announcer began, scroll in hand as he read off the next kingdom. " Han Jisung of the Flower Territory. " The boy hesitantly centered himself on the floor, tapping the toe of his glass slipper impatiently on the linoleum-coated hardwood. " Will Shin Ryujin please step out? "