So I was going to go with my original idea for chapter four but that can wait until any time. I want to do this one. Now.
Throwing it back to the past again because these chapters don't make sense in the publication order I've chosen but OH WELL.
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Yixing's POV
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"Sire?" I turned, motioning Luhan into the room. He clutched something in his hand, which he passed along to me. I peered inside, my heart rate speeding up slightly when I saw what was inside the small bag. I set it down carefully like it might explode if I handled it roughly. "Is that..."
"Yes," I interrupted. "It is." Luhan squealed behind me. I heard his feet tapping against the hardwood. I turned back to my vanity mirror, combing my longish hair to the side once more. Nerves gnawed at the belly for no reason. It was just like any other day. Any other date. But at the same time it wasn't. It wasn't a special date on the calendar. There was nothing grand going to happen. But today would turn into a special day.
"Alright Luhan let's get going," I said, snatching my backpack off the floor beside my feet, clutching the tiny bag in my hands. "You know my boyfriend gets a bit clingy when we're away for a long time." Boyfriend. Even now, a year after everything had hit the fan and we finally confronted each other, it still felt so sweet to say. Junmyeon was my boyfriend, well and truly.
Balancing life between two countries was somewhat of a challenge, though we were getting it down. Obviously one of us couldn't just uproot and leave our respective country behind. For the most part, we remained where we grew up. Though the longer our relationship stretched, the more time we spent at each other's palaces, until our homes were nearly indistinguishable from each other. The Korean palace now felt so, so welcoming.
Though it was Junmyeon who felt like home.
Luhan and I boarded the jet and settled into out seats, across from and facing each other. We kept the jet permanently on standby now, it being used at least once a week. Luhan and I conversed back and forth as it lifted off. Luhan kept me up to date with palace life at home, always filling me in on what the staff said since his room was still down there, though I was working on a surprise for him. One of the guest rooms that we never used was being gutted and reworked to be a permanent room for him, where he'd always be close to my room, just down the hall.
"You really do love him huh?" Luhan's latest question caught me off guard. I blinked a couple times as it comprehended. "I think you love him more than I've ever seen a person love another person. Here we are, on the way to Korea once again just so you can see him." I cracked a tiny, shy smile.
"Of course," I replied. "Of course I love him. So much. And this is a small price to pay for our happiness together." Last year such words were nonexistent. I never actually thought my future contained him, even if I fantasized about it. Shut your lips and do as your told. But Luhan was right. He we were, off to Korea for the hundredth time so Junmyeon and I could go out to dinner together. And so I could do something that would either bring me unimaginable happiness or crush me completely. I leaned more towards the positive though. I didn't want to picture the other outcome for this.
"Yixing, hello." I smiled at another familiar face. Heechan. He greeted me at the gate as he always did when I arrived in Korea, escorting me to the palace without a fuss. He practically raised Junnie when he was a young teen. Junmyeon loved this man, even if he didn't outright say it. "You guys ready for your date tonight?" Heechan asked as he led the way to the limo. He waited while Luhan and I crawled inside, then swiftly followed, closing the door behind him. As it swung shut I heard the faint click of cameras. I stifled a sigh. I'd have to pick up a paper tomorrow before I returned home.
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Royal Temptations
RomanceJunmyeon thought he knew exactly how his life would play out. At sixteen he was being groomed to take the throne from his father in the future. He was meeting other young royalty in hopes of finding his companion in life. That was, of course, before...