The Black Prince & The White Prince

Black Kiss

The kiss lasted longer than they both thought it would but Minhyun pulled away to take a quick breath. He stared into Baekho's eyes, trying to see how the other was feeling. His own cheeks felt like they were burning and his legs felt wobbly but he held himself up. He could see Baekho blushing as well but wasn't sure if it was because of the lack of air.

"You... you seriously did kiss me," Baekho said as if he couldn't believe what just happened. He lifted his hand to touch his own lips.

"How... how does it feel? Disgusting?" Minhyun found himself biting his lower lip anxiously.

"Well... no. But... weird," Baekho replied honestly. "I thought I would be disgusted but..."

"Can I do it again?" Minhyun was leaning in again but Baekho stopped him this time, covering Minhyun's lips with his hand.

"Uh... it's not that I don't want to but... shouldn't you be doing this with someone you like?" Baekho was confused. Does Minhyun actually like him? That's why he couldn't accept Baekho as a friend? Thoughts filled up the male's mind but he knew getting answers would prove to be difficult. Minhyun pulled Baekho's hand away from his lips and gulped.

"Maybe I do like you," Minhyun replied uncertainly, searching really hard in himself for the answer. "But I don't know for sure either. There's this weird attraction I feel towards you but I can't bring myself to accept it."

"Is it cause I'm a guy?" Baekho asked. "I mean... I'm pretty sure I'm straight too but the kiss was... okay?"

At that point, Minhyun wanted to see how far he could go before the other fully rejected him. He lowered his head and kissed Baekho on the neck, feeling the shiver that the other had at the touch of his lips. Baekho lifted his arms, trying to hold Minhyun by the shoulder so he could probably hold him back but Minhyun held onto his hands, pushing them up against the wall instead.

"Why're you doing this?" Baekho asked, trying not to show the emotions that were running through his mind and body. With every gentle kiss Minhyun placed on him, he felt a twinge.

"I... I don't know," Minhyun replied, starting to feel agitated at himself as well for being unable to come up with a concrete reply. He just knew he wanted to do these things but couldn't quite grab hold of these feelings. "I just feel like it. Do you hate it?" Minhyun looked at Baekho with puppy eyes, something the other definitely hadn't seen before. It made Baekho feel even weaker when the other showed signs of weakness even though he wanted to be strong for him.

"I don't... it just feels weird," Baekho replied. "I've never done anything like this before."

"Because you only want to do it with the people you like, right?" Minhyun let go of Baekho's hands and stepped back, suddenly feeling the surge of guilt catching up to him. "I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have done that. It was wrong of me to do so." He started walking away but Baekho grabbed his wrist.

"Hey. Don't do this again." Minhyun felt hurt at hearing what Baekho said to which the other realised he had say it wrongly. "I mean, not the whole kissing thing but... you trying to distance yourself every time. You... you push me to a corner and then leave me hanging all the time. What am I supposed to do with my feelings?" Minhyun looked at Baekho, unable to comprehend what the other was saying.

"You're not... talking about the kiss?"

"No... I mean, you can stop if you want. I'm talking about this whole push and pull situation you keep playing with me," Baekho replied. "If you want to do something, just... just tell me alright? And I'll see if I can do it for you. I'm tired of always seeing you back off even though you always come in so determined."

"What do you mean?"

"Yesterday... you held me down too but you gave up in the end even though you never let anyone else into your room or bed except the maid. And you always try to push me away with the excuse that you have work, I know you do. But if you're so busy, you could have just.... left me to die on the battlefield or torture me so I don't actually feel like I have a purpose here. Even though you got so mad when Ren was on top of me and... even had me put on a stupid collar. Smiling and then scowling. Your actions make me just as confused as your emotions are so please, just tell me clearly next time. Let me help you. It's fine if you don't want to be friends but I don't want to left hanging anymore. I want to know more about you too, Minhyun and I'm being serious here. You should..." Baekho stopped talking when he realised he was starting to rant. He didn't know where all this was coming from considering he barely knew Minhyun either.

"What should I do?" Minhyun asked with a solemn look in his eyes. "I'm a prince of this kingdom.... Doing explicit stuff with you, a prince and a male too, if anyone ever found out, it would be over for me. If my parents found out... they'll be... at this point, they might as well just disown me."

"Hey... don't say that. I'm sorry I was born a prince and male but there had to be a reason, right? Maybe you're attracted to males and I just happened to... look hot?" Baekho was fumbling with his words but he really didn't want to see Minhyun breaking down now. Not after his own mini breakdown earlier. "And Um.... you did just kiss me in public." Minhyun felt his cheeks burning up again. Baekho was right, he did just kiss him in public despite it being a little more secluded.

"Let's just call it a truce for now and.... clear our minds," Minhyun said. "I don't think I can handle any more of this conversation right now."

"Fine..."

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A/N : So I noticed that I've been going at this story very messily and I apologise, it's due to my own fluctuating moods that made this sloppy but I hope you'll still try to understand what's happening with the story and all ><