𝙏𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙣 | Hyunho [ON HOLD]

Day Six

Word count: 519

Minho stared up at the male figure in front of him, frozen in fear, the male whipped his arm to the side, a pocket knife sliding out of his sleeve and let the knife be pointed at the prince's neck.

The prince looked the thief in his eyes, tears starting to overwhelm his eyes, he didn't wanna die, not yet at least yet here he was, about to die from the hands of a nobody.

The stranger continued to look at the prince, for almost what seemed like entirely before the stranger brought the knife away from his neck and instead grabbed the prince and threw him over his shoulder with no effort.

The stranger ran out of the room, mumbling to himself quickly and swiftly. The castle suddenly becoming dark, the stranger ran through the dark, every step the stranger took resulted in Minho bouncing up and down on his stomach.

The thief jumped over something, boxes of some sort maybe, grabbing onto something hanging in the air, and threw himself onto the ground, the grip on the prince tighter than ever, and landed on his feet.

His kidnapper dodged the traps that were placed that were meant to protect the royal family from intruders. 'Those clearly don't work' sarcasm in his voice inside his head.

The kidnapper was finally outside, he dropped the prince onto the ground, Minho landing on his wrist in a wrong way, letting out a whimper of pain, holding his wrist.

Hyunjin rolled his eyes, ripping a piece of cloth from off his shirt, grabbed a bottle full of whatever from on top of a box that Minho had been dropped on. He put the piece of cloth on and tipped the bottle upside down and let it spill onto the cloth.

Once done, he put the cap back on the bottle and walked over to the injured prince, and covered his mouth with the rag.

Minho struggled and tried to squirm away from the cloth but the other held him down with his arm on his chest, and everything turned black for the young prince.

"Mission secured" quietly said Hyunjin, hearing cheers from the other two.

Hyunjin stared down at the unconscious prince, admiring his long eyelashes and plump and pink lips. He rolled the thoughts off of staring more at the prince and instead grabbed him, and throwing him over his shoulders once again.

"We're gonna need that helicopter Sung" Yawned Hyunjin, tired from the mission already, and having to carry the weight of the prince over his shoulder once again.

"Okay sirr," sarcastically said Jisung, hearing typing from the other side of the earpiece "should be there in a few minutes"

Hyunjin stood up, waiting for the helicopter, and still carrying the beautiful prince on his shoulder.

He heard the shudders of the helicopter and the intense wind causing his hair to go everywhere, he looked up and watched as the helicopter landed in front of him, climbing into it and sat down on the floor and laid the prince onto the floor as well, closing the door behind him.
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