long live the king - nct, markhyuck

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the tanned beauty sighed looking over his shoulder and having his lips unconsciously tugging upwards at the sight of his father speaking with his friends. donghyuck was on cleaning duty in the restaurant after the lunch service, and his father still happened to be there with a few other men, discussing private matters at a table in the corner, and barely above a whisper.

donghyuck didn't need to sneak on them to know what they were talking about. he had been included in these conversations countless of times in his eighteen years of life, and donghyuck knew very well that each of the men around that table were just like his father: anti-royalists who wished for monarchy to be abolished.

this was how donghyuck had been raised his whole life – well, when he was home that is. outside, donghyuck had to pretend everything was okay, that just like everyone else living in the kingdom, he worshipped the royals that owned their land and that owned them. but whenever he was with his father, and with the circle of people that his father had gathered, he went back to his normal self; a person who had been taught that royals needed to be condemned – but what for? this donghyuck was still trying to understand.

being startled by the sudden sound of chairs screeching against the floor, the tanned male turned around just in time to say goodbye to his father's friends that left the restaurant, the only person remaining at the table being his father.

donghyuck walked to his side, sitting down around the table where the man's friends were previously sitting.

"is everything alright, dad?" the boy questioned with a small smile. "how did the meeting go?"

"everything's good." sangkyu replied with a nod. "it's only a matter of months before we take action."

donghyuck smiled proudly at his dad, knowing how important this matter was to him. this was something that had always amazed donghyuck. no matter how hard it was, and no matter people's opinions, his father had beliefs, rather strong ones, and he fought for them. he knew that everyone wouldn't agree, and he knew that he could get hurt for them, but he didn't care, he wanted justice to be made and he was ready to fight for it.

ever since he was little, donghyuck had seen how his father had been able to lead the anti-royalist movement so well, making sure that they were always in the shadows and that no one doubted them. but his leadership and persuasion skills were amazing, and over the years, he had managed to convince many people who had now joined their side.

the tanned male truly admired his father for all of that, and he was trying to make sure to take the best of his education to become like him one day.

"the heir should be crowned in a few months. we have to hit hard then." sangkyu explained, leaning forward to whisper to his son after checking that there was no one else around.

donghyuck's smile faltered a bit at those words, trying to find a way to ask the questions that had been bugging him for a while, but to which he never had had a clear answer.

"dad...?" the tanned male sighed.

"what is it?" sangkyu looked at his son.

"i just..." donghyuck took a deep breath. "why are we against them that much?"

the adult froze, staring at his child with his eyes almost throwing daggers at him.

it wasn't the first time donghyuck asked this question, and sangkyu had always managed to dodge it, but somehow, curiosity was one of donghyuck's main flaws – something he had gotten from his mother – and his father knew he wouldn't stop asking.