ROYALE

Chapter 1

Morning came early for Type. Well, he could not even sleep at all. Today would be the day he said goodbye to his freedom. He would be someone's husband, and that someone was not even a girl.

He was the soon to be king of the country once his father bestowed his throne to him.

The Prince of the Royale, Tharn Suppasit. The one and only son of the King.

Type sat on his bed for a while. He was in his deep thought when the maid came in, "Sir, you're up.." She was a bit startled since her master had woken up before she slid open the curtain.

Normally, Type was a deep sleeper. But not today. He even woke up before his alarm blarring. Well, if not sleeping at all could be considered waking up early.

"I will prepare the bath for you." The maid said as she bowed down.

Type didn't reply. He only sighed as he got up from his bed. He walked to the balcony to breathe in some air.

He leaned his body weight onto the fence as he propped his face with one of his hand. He was emptying his mind. He had been thinking the whole night, his mind needed to shut down for a while.

When he tried to find the peace to his mind, his phone, which was on the nightstand, rang. He came into the room only to get it and got out to the balcony once again.

"Yeah?"

"Dude, why do you sound so down? It's your wedding day!!!" Mingkwan chirped from the other end of the line.

Type scoffed, "It's not your wedding, why do you sound excited?" He retorted.

Type guessed Ming was rolling his eyes because he heard him sighed before saying, "I'm just being a good friend. I feel happy for your marriage. Finally your virgin ass will deflower soon!" He giggled.

If Ming was next to him right now, Type would kick Ming really hard until he could not walk anymore.

Ming heard Type grunted, so he added, "It's your time to explore the great use of human body."

"Can you stop?" Type barked. Ming could even feel Type was glowering at him.

Type woke up not with the best mood, now his only friend made it worse.

Ming chuckled, "My my... Are you nervous of how will you decide your position later?"

"Mingkwan, stop it....." Type hissed while massaging his temple. Ming really gave him a headache.

"You'll most likely to be the bottom though, since he's—,"

Type had cut the line because his friend was splurting absolute nonsense. All he needed right now was a peaceful mind to pass the day.

The big day.

But Ming could not stop saying about that thing since a week ago. It was because he had just turned gay after meeting Type's older brother, Phana at the Engineering Sport Festival last month.

Phana was in charge of the medic at that Sport Festival. Ming was asking Type to give him Phana's number using the Sport Festival as an excuse.

And before Type knew it, they had been boyfriends and fucking each other.

It gave him nausea, he was opposing to the idea of those two being together but Mingkwan declared a war if he didn't got Type's blessing.

Type was bemused that player Mingkwan could even be serious once in his life.

Type had no other choice since Ming was his only friend since high school. He just didn't want them both to hurt when things getting serious, like marriage.