A Warrior's Heart

Chapter 7; Octoman and the prince

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The wind was blowing softly, causing the leaves on the bushes to dance gently. Birds were chirping as they flew through the bright morning sky, and there weren't as much cars driving on the road yet as it was still fairly early.

Beomgyu stood on the grass, his eyes closed as he inhaled deeply. His long, dark lashes tickled his cheeks, but he had grown used to that by now. He moved an arm up and let the other flow down, moving delicately as he did his morning routine of yoga.

The silk from his robe flowed after his arms, the sleeves way larger than they actually needed to be but he was told that it looked nice on him and it was normal for a royal to wear so he had accepted it long ago. The golden chains on his headband fell against his face with a soft sound whenever he tilted his head sideways.

He did this every morning. Every morning he would stand up early just when the sun had became visible and do his exercises outside. He had done so most of his life so he couldn't think of any reason why he shouldn't. His father had told him many times before that he didn't need to fight for himself, as they had warriors for the fights. But he had also told him it would be of good use if he could protect himself with some basic moves.

That's why he did it. Seemingly this training tactic worked really well if done daily, and it had been proved a few times when some of their attackers had gotten past the warriors. Which wasn't a lot, as the warriors were the best of the best, but still.

Beomgyu breathed in deeply, inhaling the morning air and breathing out as he moved his arms around. He was calm and collected, as he was most of the time but whenever he did his yoga routine he felt himself relaxing and become more peaceful with his surroundings.

Taehyun, on the other hand, was freaking out. When he didn't see the prince on his bed in the morning and the food he had prepared was only half eaten, his eyes had blown wide and he had been hurrying around his room. He even checked the space under his bed, knowing for a fact the boy wouldn't be there but wanting to check anyway just to be completely sure.

When he finally looked out of the window he saw the prince standing on the grass, his eyes closed and his arms slowly moving. Taehyun's eyes widened and rushed out of his room.

"No no no no-" He chanted, knowing his brother was awake by now and was preparing breakfast before he went to work, and he didn't want him to find out about the blonde boy just yet. The house was a sensitive topic for the older and even though he had agreed to his idea of having someone rent a room, he didn't think his brother would be fine with it if someone had already spend the night without him knowing. He sprinted down the stairs, taking two at a time and ran into the living room.

"Oh, just in time." Seokjin said as he saw the younger approach, holding a plate with his breakfast and he was sure he was about to call him down before he entered the room. "How did you sleep?"

Taehyun took a deep breath and came to a stop, taking the plate from his brother's hands and looking over his broad shoulders nervously. "Uh, I slept great, Hyung." He said, eyeing the prince through the kitchen window behind the older. "What about you?"

His brother just yawned, nodding. "I slept fine." He replied as he turned towards the sink to wash up his own plate. Taehyun quickly rushed past him, leaning against the counter top under the window and started eating his breakfast, looking at his brother innocently.

"Don't you want to sit down?" Seokjin asked him, raising an eyebrow. Taehyun furrowed his eyebrows, quickly thinking of an excuse as to why he was standing, something he had never really done before. "Uhm, no-" He said, finally having thought of something. "No because I read that it's better for your digestion if you stand up while eating breakfast."