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Seonghwa
He woke up very late the next day.
Hair messy, clothes missing and empty sheets beside him. He felt sore but refreshed for some reason. Seonghwa didn't expect Hongjoong to stay the night, they'd be in so much trouble if someone saw a random male sleeping in the prince's bed. So he made the right move to leave in the middle of the night although Seonghwa hated the thought of him leaving like while he was sleeping.
As his eyes slowly fluttered open, the door swung open as quick and heavy footsteps walked around Seonghwa's bed.
He was lying on his stomach, the silky sheets only covering down from his waist to his feet, leaving his upper body exposed.
"You look like you slept well." Wooyoung took a chair to sit on the side of the bed, holding a porcelain bowl in his hands.
Seonghwa rubbed his eyes, "What time is it?"
"Lunch is over buddy." the other states, "Here, have some strawberries and get ready. Your Mother is waiting for you in the ballroom."
The chair scraped on the cold tiled floor as Wooyoung stood up, placing the bowl on the bed next to Seonghwa who lazily sat up. The sheets covering his lap.
Wooyoung chuckled at his state, "Big night tonight."
"I've had it better." Seonghwa took a strawberry and bit half of it.
"You'll live." Wooyoung ruffled his hair neat, "I'll be in the ballroom if you need me."
The male made to leave, he was going to meet him there later anyways.
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After Seonghwa got ready for the day, he headed straight downstairs to the massive ballroom that was being set up by Wooyoung and his family, along with other servants and the butlers.
He already spotted his Mother sitting by the piano, playing what seems like Seonghwa's favorite lullaby she used to sing him.
With a small smile, he approached her. Taking a seat beside her as he joined her. He took over the piano as she sang.
It went on like that for a few more minutes until the song came to an end. The others who were inside the ballroom with them started to clap, making Seonghwa and the Queen grow flustered.
"How was your morning Mother?" Seonghwa asked, his slender fingers proceeded to play a different song.
"You woke up in a good mood." she chuckled to herself, "It was a little boring without you, but that doesn't matter now."
