So, Prohibited Love got deleted pretty recently for whatever reason so since that happened, I decided to edit it before publishing it again so this is the edited and longer version.
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You sighed as you finally put your pen down after spending hours on end sketching an important design; you were proud to say you were the royal family's official designer, you were in charge of designing everything they wore to important events, all thanks to the fact that your mum had asked you to take over the task after she passed away, anyone who saw your work could tell that even if you were just 18, you were just as talented as your mother once was.
That day you were extremely busy, there were still more tasks to be completed, you had a lot of job daily, but, the time of the Selection had finally come and all the work was making you go insane, it didn't help that the maids that were assigned the task of looking after the selected sometimes would ask you for ideas on how to design a dress and if you had already finished all your pending tasks you'd offer to help them finish the dress, you liked keeping yourself busy.
"Y/N, that looks wonderful." Prince Thomas exclaimed from behind you, he had been watching you as you sketched, amazed by your talent, he'd constantly go visit you, mostly so you could take measurements to make his suits and things like that, at first it was just all for your work, but as time passed, you practically watched the eldest prince grow up and eventually grew infatuated with him; you two had been very careful to never step over the line between friends and lovers, until a few months back, when you finally slipped and let yourselves fall in love with one another.
"Thanks, Tommy, it's for your mother, think she'll like it?" You asked him, turning around on your desk chair so you could face him, looking up at him with the softest of smiles.
"You are welcome my love; you know that she loves everything you design, she'd even wear a potato sack if you were the one who made it." He told you chuckling, you laughed a bit at his comment, "You really are amazing." He complimented as he left a soft kiss on the corner of your mouth.
You blushed at his actions, looking down so he couldn't see you as your face turned a beautiful tone of red, you fumbled with the sleeves of your uniform shyly, his soft fingers caressed your cheek delicately, you looked up and met his brown eyes, Tom leaned in and pressed his lips against yours lovingly, you smiled into the kiss, having him close to you never failed to bring you joy.
Once you pulled away, his happy smile fell, replaced with a frown, his eyes reflecting worry as he looked at you, "I need to talk to you." He whispered into your ear before he took a seat on the bed, Tom saw your face fall at the words he had just said, you had immediately started to think about the worst things he could tell you, you swallowed the lump that formed in your throat at the thought of him leaving you.
"I can't do this anymore, the Selection is too much for me to handle, I'm only 19 and I have to make what will be the most important decision of my whole life, all those girls out there, they don't mean anything to me, the only woman I've ever wanted is you; every single day, I'm tempted to send all these girls back home but I can't." He told you sadly, you stood up from the chair and walked over to the guy you had grown to love, you put your hand in his.
