Scomiche One Shots

Lonely Peasant

Being the Prince wasn't that bad of a job actually. Being considered it's the only job I can have. Being 16 I have a lot of options. The only hard one was love. My father didn't approve of me being gay at first but gradually accepted it. Not many people in the kingdom are gay.

"Prince Hoying your dinner is ready"

"Alright."

I spring out of bed. Something caught my eye that night. A new servant. My age, Small, brown hair and eyes, and the face if an angel. He caught my eye. He blushed a deep red and looked away.

"Scott me and your mother are leaving after dinner to discuss trade with the other countries." I snap back into focus "we will be back in a week" I nod.

After dinner I bid them goodbye and most of the servants leave. I notice the little servant boy is left alone in the kitchen. I go closer and hear him singing

"Baby put your arms around me-" I couldn't hear the rest. Although his voice like an angel. I go to my room wondering what to do. I order in food for him to bring it. He comes in

"Your Dutch pies Prince Hoying" he sets them on the table. I nod. He begins to walk away but I stop him

"Wait, come in, close the door" he stops but does as he is told. He stands there in a raggy top and tight jeans "what is your name?"

"Mitchell"

"That's it?"

"Mitchell Coby Grassi" his voice quiet

"I like that name" he smiles and blushes, oh that smile

"You have a beautiful smile Mitchell Coby Grassi"

He smiles again with that killer smile. It made my heart skip

"I heard you singing I'm the kitchen, you have a beautiful voice" his eyes widen. I stand up and pace around him

"U..um thank you" he says. I smile at him. I had the temptation to crash my lips against him. I stand in front of him. Our bodies inches apart

"Your cute Mitchell" his cheeks turn a deep red and looks down at his shoes.

"Thank you"

my hand caresses his cheek. His cheeks going even deeper red. I then notice how close we are. I lift his head up and kiss him. He holds onto my neck. I wrap my arms around him holding him close. We stop. He looks down

"Your pretty cute yourself Prince Hoying" I smile. He looks up at me

"I mean that."