MY PRINCE | 𝐖𝐎𝐎𝐒𝐀𝐍

four

Wooyoung finally made it inside the castle. It was clear that he had just lived through a rather traumatic experience for his heart since he was sweating at a very surprising speed. The young stranger without a mask did not seem to have followed him inside, which reassured our young man.

"WooWoo!" Shouted  someone to get the young man's attention. He turned around to find his friend and immediately spotted  him in the middle of the room holding a young man by the waist who seemed obsessed with his friend. The way he looked at him was so powerful , like damn boi.

Should I go and disturb them...? Wooyoung wondered as he had suddenly started playing with his hands, before he could even respond to himself  a sudden hand pushed him towards the dance floor without restraint. The poor man struggled to regain his balance, but eventually  was able to get back on his feet without a bump. He took a deep breath and crept up to what he thought was Yeosang.

"Wooyoung! I've been looking all over for you, it was as if you vanished into thin air!! Even Yunho went looking for you. Speaking of him... Where is he now? " Yeosang let go of the stranger and went straight to Wooyoung to give him a little dilemma ,looking around at the same time to see if their friend was around.

"I'm sorry, Mother. I won't do it again. I needed a break outside.. And I regret it." admitted the young man looking at the ground like someone who had  something to be ashamed of.

Yeosang laughed and patted his friend's back in a friendly way to show he didn't blame him after all.

Little did Wooyoung know, his night was just about to begin...

PRINCE SAN

The young prince had stayed in the same place he had met the unknown and couldn't help laughing. Obviously he had stolen this young man's first kiss, otherwise why would he have panicked so much?

"The poor kid didn't even seem to know who I was. Maybe he would have had a heart attack if i dared to tell him." another evil and malicious laugh escaped from his lips as he walked around the garden taking care to brush past the flowers on his way. they weren't soft or anything, just satisfying to touch.

There were two more days left to this stupid masquerade ball and San hadn't even started his research for the "queen" who would rule next to him. Of course his mother was going to be super mad and disappointed in him when she was going to learn that her son had made no effort to at least, look at the girls but he didn't give a damn. It was his future we were talking about , no one should force him to do anything.

Distant voices made San snapped out of his thoughts and he couldn't help but peeked on the conversation.

"You know we shouldn't be here..... It's a place reserved for the prince. You told me so yourself." The voice sounded completely unfamiliar, which increased San's curiosity.

"I know... I know... But since you refuse all public contact, I had to bring you here." that voice tho ... Way too familiar. That annoying voice...

A sigh was heard which made San even more curious. Should he hide to keep listening and spy on them or should he show up and scare them? After all, it's clear they wouldn't expect to see the prince himself at their side.  Before he could make a choice a ringtone broke the sudden awkward silence.

A cellphone? San raised  his eyebrows and slowly walked towards the secretive people.

"Damnn , not you. Mango or I dont know"  the so called Mango calmly turned to his caller, taking care, of course, to turn off the ringing of his phone.

"Prince San, what a pleasure to see you. To refresh your memory, I'm Mingi. Oh, your makeup is still on, I see. It looks beautiful.
- Indeed. "

The prince let his gaze be directed at the stranger beside his 'guard', his mask was very well made but the clothes were a little unsatisfactory. They were not ugly, but they were not extraordinary either, so he continued to look at the young man who seemed terrified for legit no reason.

"You are?
- A cousin. He is not from here. "
Suspicious, San took a quick glance at Mingi and groaned.

"That's strange, he has a perfect Korean accent. What's your  name , weirdo?" His voice was harsh which made the poor, supposedly cousin of that annoying guard shake.

"Uh... (clears throat) I-I'm... uh... Noh.
- What a dumb name. Mingi, come with me. I'm sure your cousin can take care of himself."

The prince didn't even bother to wait for the man's answer, as he was already on his way to the palace. Having a little idea how to make this evening much more fun.

WOOYOUNG

It wasn't easy to relax after that big  wave of emotions. Wooyoung needed to confess to someone  but he didn't want to ruin his friends' evening, they seemed to have so much fun it would be a waste to bother them with stupid thing. All Wooyoung had to do was to erase this moment from his memory

That shouldn't be so hard... right?

"Everyone! Please gather yourself all on the dance floor. It's time to do one of our great traditions, Swan Lake. Find a partner and impress us!"

The queen twirled her dress to match her words and shouts of joy were heard throughout the room and everyone found themselves in the middle of the dance floor, ready to set it on fire.

"Holy shit." whispered wooyoung staring into the void, looking for a way to escape without having to find a dance partner.

Of course it wouldn't be easy since a bunch of random girls were actually approaching him with sparkles in their eyes.

"Its the new century , its time for us, girls, to make the first move. Will you dance with one of us , my dear?" Wooyoung swallowed hardly and kindly smile at them.

"Surely, mi ladies." He curtsied as he held out his hand for one of them to grab it so he wouldn't have to choose.

Something seemed to have slipped out of his mind.

He didnt know how to do that Swan Lake thing.
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Hi, hey, hello. Nope you're not dreaming! It's a real update lmaooo , I lowkey dont know what I'm writing anymore but hey I'm having fun :') ! Tell me if there is mistakes or incoherence in the story.

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