| Jongdae/Yixing | PG13 | 2.2k
Summary:
Jongdae falls in love with a voice he thinks is second only to his and that love happens to have a tail.
Written for XingDae 2016
Jongdae's eyes felt crusty and he tasted something gritty and earthy in his mouth. Vaguely, he heard an exquisite voice singing softly to him.
When the wind I was riding descends upon your world,
The white wind swirls around you.
When you ask me where I came from,
I smile and reply: "It's a secret."
As long as it's just me and you,
Heaven is wherever you are."Are you stupid? Heaven is in the skies, it can't be on earth." The prince called out at the singer. The melodious voice stopped and Jongdae almost, just almost regretted what he said. No one in this world should have a better voice than me. So serves him right. He thought grumpily. "You're awake." The singer's voice still sounded amazing which he thought was unfair. Someone with such an amazing voice should totally look ugly just to be fair. "OI! Xing, let's go!" Another voice shattered Jongdae's thoughts and he forced open his eyes to see who was talking. All he saw against the glare of bright white light was the slim silhouette of a young man who looked too beautiful to be true. That's unfair. He thought even as shouts of relief echoed over the sand and his guards were rushing to his side, dusting him down and repeatedly asking if he was alright.
Fast forward a week later and the young prince had seen no sign of the young man who had evidently rescued him and his family was already contemplating hiring a counselor for him; they thought that the event had traumatized him so bad that he hallucinated both the face and voice of the young man. Disheartened by his failure to find the man, Jongdae tried to console himself by thinking that the man was too perfect to be real anyway. Just as he had finally managed to convince himself of that, his St Bernard, Jongin, started barking. The barks were so loud that even the palace guards came running to see what was happening. Jongdae's jaw hit the ground when he saw what Jongin was barking at.
"You!" He cried out in shock and relief. So I'm not crazy. Phew. He thought to himself. A naked young man was standing just outside the palace gates that faced the beach. His skin was so fair that the white sand dusted on his knees and feet showed up as gold. He had beautiful dark eyes and soft looking hazel hair that curled slightly in the wind. Jongdae tried to avoid looking down there but he was pretty sure he caught sight of a nice size package. The young man smiled at him, revealing a dimple that nearly made the prince do a double take. He's so cute! Jongdae thought. The yelling of the guards snapped him out of his daze and two hands covered his eyes. The prince twisted out of the guard's grip indignantly and cried out when the young man's expression contorted into one of pain when a guard twisted his arms behind his back tightly.
"What the fuck is that! That thing bit me!" The guard holding the young man jerked away, yelling in shock. To Jongdae's amazement, a very disgruntled looking crab scuttled out of the guard's sleeve and climbed into the young man's hand. The young man dodged away when the guard lunged at him and ducked behind the prince who instinctively stretched his arms out to shield him. The guards stifled smiles because it looked so comical, with the young man taller than the prince. "Do you know this man, Your Highness?" One of the guards asked because after all, they had to do their job. "Yes." Jongdae answered very seriously and the guards looked at each other before shrugging and going on their own business.
"What the fuck is the crab about anyway?" Jongdae turned to the man behind him and asked incredulously. The crab glared at him with beady eyes before rising onto its tiny legs and snapping its pincers threateningly. "O...Kay. I think you better come in and get something to wear." The prince slowly backed away and the stranger smiled sweetly at him.
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