ROYALS

[6] „Fuck you"

The prince of Diavolo had been there for just two hours, and Prince Zachary had already started fuming with anger. He was so angry that he was scared of the older prince, when he really shouldn't have been. Yeah, Prince Jonah. When he had first entered the room, he was like a hot boy you would do anything for in the blink of an eye, but then... His temperament happened. Zachary didn't know what he expected, he did know that Prince Jonah was the son of the King of Diavolo... But he didn't want to sound surprised if the man had a great personality, because that would be quite awkward. But, what did the prince of the hellish kingdom do in those two hours? Well...

"Are you coming or what, Jonah?" Zach smirked, putting pressure on his guest's insisted name. Jonah smirked back, a glint of mischief in his eye as he sprinted up the stairs to keep up with the prince of Qarith. Zach went to his bedroom, showing Jonah his. Jonah smiled, winking, "You should get comfortable in here, Prince Zachary, you'll be spending a lot of time in here while I'm in this kingdom." Zach rolled his eyes. "That's disgusting." He said. Jonah shrugged, starting to smile as he walked closer to Prince Zach. The prince backed away, hitting the wall with a small thump. He gulped as he saw the strong passion in the Prince's red eyes, his own silver eyes flickering around for a possible escape. "Prince Jonah, please..." Zach said, before he rolled his eyes, "You know what? Fuck you. I don't have to be nice to you. You're my guest. Treat me with respect." He said, trying to push the boy off of him. But, he wouldn't budge. The red eyes glowed as his rage filled them like poison. "Watch your mouth, little prince. I won't hesitate to shut you up." Prince Zachary yelped as Jonah raised his hand, and closed his eyes in terror. The older prince calmed himself, letting his hand fall down to his side again. "Go." The smaller prince didn't hesitate, and sprinted out of the room.

Sorry for the short and rushed chapter.