heartstrings • seventeen au

four.

"I'm drenched!" Junhui whines as he finally closes the door to their home. "You're drenched, I'm pretty sure I jumped into at least 10 pools of water." Wonwoo says as he takes off his jacket.

"Alright, remember to hang your wet clothes on the rack." Joshua points to as he takes off his own wet pieces of clothing.

"Okay," They both say in unison. Joshua heads off to the kitchen, most likely to start preparing dinner. As they hang their clothes, letting the water drip down in a bucket to avoid any damage to the wooden floor, Wonwoo starts a conversation.

"Who was that you bumped into earlier?" Wonwoo asks while pinning his jacket onto the rack.

"Hm? Oh, some guy- and I think he had a friend with him." Junhui responds cooly.

"Really? I asked 'cause they kinda looked like some of the royals from the palace." Junhui sputters.

"Wh-what? C'mon Won, what are the royals doing out and about in town?" He defends. Wonwoo shrugs coolly.

"I'm just saying! The one you bumped into kinda looked like Kwon Soonyoung y'know? Black hair tall but not really-"

"Fuck Wonwoo, what if it really was him," Junhui says while distressingly slicking his wet hair out of the way of his face. Wonwoo simply snorts.

"Yeah, and they're gonna arrest you for touching a royal." He says while laughing, "Wonwooo... this is serious-"

Knock knock,

"Someone get that!" Joshua yells from the kitchen.

Junhui and Wonwoo turn to each other. Wonwoo raises an eyebrow.

"Well? get it dipshit," Junhui rolls his eyes and obliges anyway. The door creaks as he opens it. Two figures are on the other side of the door and Junhui freezes into place.

"Good evening, I'm Kw-" Junhui shrieks and slams the door. He slams his back on the door and yells,

"WONWOO!"

-

It was awkward, to say the least. The royals were sitting on one side of the dining table and the other two on the on other side. Joshua claps his hands together.

"It's such an honour to have you two here!" He says cheerfully but his two best friends knew Joshua was scared out of his mind and was probably screaming internally.

"Would you perhaps like some refeshments?" He asks.

Soonyoung shakes his head and raises a hand. "No thank you, we won't be here long."

"You." Seungkwan points a not-so threatening hand to Jun. "What's your name?"

Junhui turns to his two friends. Wonwoo shrugs and Joshua has this look that says; 'What the fuck are you doing answer him.' Junhui quickly looks back at the two and gulps.

"M-my name's W-Wen Junhui." He answers and immediately cringes at himself for stuttering.

The dark haired royal- presumably Kwon Soonyoung- nods. The other royal- also presumably Boo Seungkwan- snaps his fingers and a notebook accompanied with a pen pops out of thin air and drops into his hands. He writes something onto the book whilst Soonyoung continues to stare at him for an uncomfortable amount of time.

Seungkwan closes the book with a snap which makes the three friends flinch back.

"Well Wen Jun-"

"I'M SO SORRY!" This time, all of them flinch at Jun's sudden outburst. "I DIDN'T MEAN TO BUMP INTO YOU!" He stands up and bows a perfect ninety degrees.

Soonyoung, who was taken aback by the sudden apology, blinks twice. "What?"

Junhui lifts his body. "PLEASE DON'T LOCK ME UP IN THE PALACE DUNGEONS, I SWEAR IT WASN'T MY INTEN-"

"Woah woah woah pretty boy, stop right there." Seungkwan silences him by waving his two hands on his face. At this point, Jun was distressed, he felt like bursting into tears right there.

"Look, there's nothing to worry about, Soonyoung forgives you- right?" Seungkwan glares at Soonyoung, to which he nods frantically. Junhui looks at him unconvincedly but sits back down.

"We're only hear to ask you," Junhui gulps at his words and prepares for the worst while his two best friends look at each other worriedly.

Soonyoung asks, "How would you like to serve for the king of Ahomore?"