Hosuh stood there in the kitchen washing the dishes from the Royal family's last meal. Hosuh worked as a servant in the castle though his passion is art. But, art doesn't pay the bills and this offers free housing.
Hosuh did enjoy the job, although the Royal family were vile people. Great leaders, horrible people. Hosuh worked in the kitchen after every meal and cleaned the dining area when not in the kitchen. He was almost never yelled at by the princes like most the other servants because he never really saw them.
The King was an okay guy, he was nicer to the servants then his son's. Hosuh finished the dishes and left the kitchen. It was 8:35 now, and he was heading to bed. He ventured through the halls of the castle to the servants room where they bunked.
It's been a long tiring day for Hosuh , most days are like this for most of his coworkers and himself. The royal family like things a certain way, which causes extra work then needed. Once he got to his room all he could do was flop into bed.
The days are exhausting with all the work but in the end it's worth it. Hosuh laid there drifting into a peaceful sleep that would last through the night. Well until a bell woke him.
Stephen sat at his desk barely listening to whatever Dan was talking about to him, Jay and Gavin. It was some lecture about something Stephen didn't care, Dan was just full of himself because he was the king and bla bla bla.
Stephen messed with the pocket knife he carried around with him, he was half tempted to throw it at Dan. But that probably wouldn't end well for him. Dan had finished his lecturing and left the room with Jay and Gavin leaving Stephen alone to his own devices.
Stephen decided that he would call up a servant to bring him a snack. He pushed the button on his desk to summon a person up to his room and waited. The bell for one of the princes rooms was ringing. Hosuh was the only one in the room he had gotten up from the sounds the old bell made. 'Stephen' was engraved into the gold plaque under the bell.
Hosuh has never really seen the princes before, but he has been told the stories about how horrible they were. Hosuh started his way down the halls to the princes room. Once he got to the room he knocked on the door hesitantly. "Come in" a voice was heard from the room. Hosuh slowly opened the door. When he was able to see inside his eyes widened.
ʕ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ Hey guys Jor here. This is a story one of my friends wanted and I was like hell yeah I'll write it. So yeah first chapter done. I don't update a lot so it might be months till the next chapter sorry. Anyway hope you all enjoyed byeeeeeee.
0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0 2nd Author here! hope you enjoy! (I'm that friend that asked her to write it XD) -Cecil edit- just realized we spelled Hosuh name wrong! We're so sorry ;-; We have fixed it now ^^ -Cecil
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The Killer and the Artist(Hiatus)
FanfictionHosuh, a struggling artist has been working as a servant at the castle of the royal family. He works in the kitchen that is until he does a favor for a prince who develops a passion to Hosuh. He will do whatever to make Hosuh his. (On a side note S...
