F*ck me like Royalty

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If you love someone, how would you confess, with words.. or sex?

Don't blame someone if it's sex first, maybe they've been waiting years, from the moment they met, so many years ago.

'🪷,

He checks his watch, the time reading 2:43. Mostly everybody in the castle has gone to sleep, the only people being awake were the workers. Minho slowly and quietly opens the princes bedroom door. Walking inside, he then turns around and holds the door knob down so the door wont click when he closes it. When the doors closed, he turns around and notices the deep asleep Jisung. He's hugging a squirrel stuffed animal and the sheets are all over the place, he's clearly a sleep fighter. His cheeks are puffed up like he's pouting and his eyebrows are slightly furrowed like he's concentrating on something.

Minho smiles and walks over to the sleeping boy, making not one sound, noticing the slight shivering he's doing. Moving his right hand under Jisungs body, Minho uses his left hand and grabs his waist, gently moving him farther away from the edge. He then grabs the sheets, carefully taking them away from under him, and tucks him in, making sure the squirrel plush is tucked in with him. He smiles subconsciously, Jisung has taken his heart and he doesn't know if he'll ever get it back.

Minho gently sits on the side of the bed, he's tired but he decides not to go to sleep yet. The Royal family trusted him with this job, and Minho being Minho, he wants to keep it for as long as possible.

Looking down at Jisung, Minho moves his hand to the princes head, stroking his hair lightly and moving it out of his eyes. Jisung turns over unexpectedly, hugging Minhos arm, trying to pull him down into a hug, but because Jisung's in such a deep sleep, he doesn't wake up to realize what he was doing. It doesn't take much convincing for Minho to go down into the bed with Jisung and lay with him, he takes him into a tight embrace, wrapping his hands around Jisungs waist protectively. They're not dating, they're not together, and Jisung hasn't even confessed his very slightly obvious feelings for Minho, (don't tell him I outed him) but yet, Minho feels an urge, a very very strong urge to protect him with all his might, to never let go, and to never make him feel alone. Not again..

Chest to chest, Jisung abandoned the squirrel and used Minho as a pillow. Minho layed on his back while Jisung laid partially on him. They hugged each other tightly, Minhos arms around Jisungs waist, and Jisung arms around Minhos neck. Minho fell asleep rubbing the youngers side gently.

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Jisung woke up from the sunlight shining through the room, he didn't want to get up just yet so he just groaned and held on tighter to Minho. Minho, who was awake, but didn't get up because he didn't want to bother Jisung.

Noticing his squirrel plush seemed to have gotten bigger, Jisung opened his eyes and looked up, meeting eyes with no other than his 'bodyguard'. His eyes widened, gasping, he got up quickly and moved out of the bed. "Oh my god! Am I still a virgin?!" Jisung yelled looking down at his crotch area. Minho couldn't help but laugh, "Yeah, unless you don't want to be, and can take it off your hands for you." he smirked. Jisung slapped his hands over his mouth, shocked at the confidence, but then remembered who the hell he was talking to. Rolling his eyes, he turned around and walked towards the bathroom to start getting ready for the day. "Why are you in my bed?!" Jisungs loud voice being heard from the other room.