long live the king - nct, markhyuck

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mark doesn't exactly remember the last time he had spent such an amazing night, but he was quite certain that it hadn't occurred in a few years. and yet, the morning following the royal banquet celebrating his father's death anniversary, mark's eyes had fluttered open pleasantly, and the royal had felt like he had finally caught up on all of the hours of sleep he had missed since the king passed away. the reason was quite simple after all...

the second the future king's eyes had opened and his head regained full consciousness, his thoughts decided to wander back to the events of the night prior, specifically to the end of the night, to what allowed him to decide that his father's death anniversary wouldn't have a bitter taste anymore.

it hadn't yet been a minute that mark had been awake, and the boy had already replayed on his mind everything that had happened between him and donghyuck and that had allowed him to sleep so well.

he still recalled everything vividly, and he wasn't sure these thoughts would ever be able to fade in his mind... the way donghyuck looked so perfect in the southern royal robes, the way he stayed close to mark as if he only trusted himself when having some kind of physical contact with the royal, the way his eyes glistened in amazement as mark showed him the view of aes by night, the way his whole body would flush at each of mark's touches, the way he had melted into mark when the royal hadn't been able to hold himself from kissing the tanned beauty, the way he had been so shy and stuttery after their kiss but the way he had still stayed close to mark until they had to part at the end of the night... he could remember everything, and his only wish was to turn back time and revive this wonderful night again.

there was a stupid smile plastered on the royal's face as he rolled over his bed, kicking his feet around and pressing his face into one of his many pillows to muffle his giggles and screams of joy and excitement.

the future king of aes was unrecognisable, currently looking more like a teenager in love than like the ruthless king he was supposed to be. his duties, seriousness and status were long forgotten as mark was already picturing his perfect future by the tanned male's side, growing up together, having kids and raising them lovingly, building a perfect family... mark's thoguhts had diverted far far away, and it didn't seem like he'd be back on earth soon – well that is if he hadn't been interrupted by loud knocks on his door.

the boy could only let out an annoyed huff at the servant that had disturbed him in the middle of his enchanted daydream. "yes?!"

"are you decent? can i come in?"

mark was surprised to recognise his mother's voice on the other side of the door, not expecting her to walk across the whole palace to greet mark.

"i am decent." he replied, sitting up on his bed and arranging the pillows and bedsheets that he had messed up during his little moment of absence. "you can come in."

the regent queen didn't need to be told twice, pushing open the door of mark's room, sliding in and then looking back inside the corridor for a few seconds before deciding to close the door shut and lock it. mark could only stare at her curiously as she did so, and his mouth even fell slightly open at the sight of her eye-bags.

"good morning." the young boy simply stated.

"good morning, mark." the queen answered. "i need to talk to you."

"why didn't you just get a servant to call me?" he frowned somehow slightly weirded out by the queen's odd behaviour.

the queen didn't answer right away, she just took a few more steps forward, reaching the side of the bed and sitting down, allowing mark to catch a glimpse of the object she was carrying.