F*ck me like Royalty

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Theres different types of people, for example, morning people, night people, even afternoon people.  But when someone says, "I'm a morning person." Or, "I'm a afternoon person." No one ever asks why.. at least most of the time,

However, would if they're just scared for that time of day to come?  Would if something so bad happened that would scare them into not liking that part of the day..

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Sitting down at a long dinning table, was Jisungs mother, Jisungs father, and Jisung. He looked down at his plate for a while, pushing around the eggs with his fork. "Jisung don't play with your food." The queen called out. Jisungs head shot up, he then nodded and looked back down, setting his fork down on the side. His father spoke up, "So how are you liking your new bodyguard?" Jisung froze, suddenly the moment from ten minutes ago, popped into his head.

"Words princess, you don't like me right? You don't even find me hot in the slightest way?"

"Yeah." Jisung responded, not thinking of a correct answer. His parents looked at each other confused, "Yeah?" they said in question, not understanding their son. "Yeah, yeah he's fine." Jisung said, looking up to see if Minho was around anywhere. He wasn't.

When he came down for breakfast, Jisung's parents gave Minho permission to have his breakfast now, so he left to eat in the kitchen with the other bodyguards. And even though Jisung has probably told him multiple times by now, that he does not want him bodyguard, he still can't help but feel a little sad when he's not around. Being around him all day for soon to be three days now, doesn't help.

"So you're enjoying him?" His mother spoke, to which Jisung shot his head up in surprise. "Eh-enjoying him? Like- like.. What do you mean?" Jisung stuttered, his mind racing and his heart pounding with thoughts of 'enjoying' Minho.

"Like, he's nice to you, you feel safe around him.. Why?" Jisungs mother asked, she found Jisungs shocked reaction weird, but she didn't question it, she just thought her son may have been confused. "Ohohohoh-k.. Yeah. Yeah, he.." Jisung stopped to think, but when he looked up behind his parents, he saw no other than Minho standing there. A cold, dark, and almost mean expression on his face, an expression that made Jisung shiver. And without any spoken words between each other, Jisung knew what Minho wanted him to do, "he's nice. I.. I think he might be better than Keeho.. In my opinion, just.. My opinion.." Jisung said, looking down at his plate not wanting to make eye contact with his parents or Minho.

"Oh wow, maybe we could pull some strings, if you really like him that much." His mother smiled warmly. "What? What strings?" He looked between his father and mother. "Making him your permanent bodyguard, Jisung." His father said sternly. Jisung froze, looking up behind his parents, noticing a change in Minho's expression, a smirk, a satisfied one at that.

"What- no- no you don't have to!" Jisung said, waving his hands towards his parents, slightly bowing his head so they know he means no disrespect. "Nonsense Jisung, if you like him that much then we can do that, don't worry, we won't tell Keeho you like Minho better. Besides, Keeho can stay, he can be your bodyguard, just maybe not your personal one, after all, we just want our adorable baby to be safe." His mother said, smiling and standing up, walking over to Jisung and squeezing his cheeks while his father looked at her fondly.

The queen was the most beautiful lady in their kingdom, with long healthy brown hair, clear pale skin, tall and slim, with beautiful natural nails and amazing facial features. No one could be more beautiful than her, but behind all that beauty, she was kind. She was kind, even though sometimes she had to be mean, even though sometimes people saw her as mean, or annoying, she was a kind beauty, and people were jealous.