Lilies And Lavenders

04

Entering through the door, the first thing that caught Namjoon's attention was a disappointed Hoseok who stood in his room. Worry clearly etched onto his face as he continue to nibble on his lip with his arms crossed in front of him. Although, his worry seemed to vanish into thin air as he noticed Namjoon staggering inside. He quickly rushed towards his king to bombard him with unnecessary questions.

Hoseok knew of Namjoon's silent trips to the outside world. He was also aware of the dangers his king could bear if the locals were to find out about him. He even tried to warn his king but Namjoon never listened. To him, these silent trips were his little escapes from the harsh realities. He could pretend to be whoever he wanted in the dark of the night. He could be free of all worries, free of all responsibilities and duties. He could ignore his rank and be normal.

"Your Highness," Hoseok said, relief washing over him, "Have I not mentioned how dangerous it is for you to step out alone at this point in night?"

Namjoon heaved a sigh. He did not want to be put under questioning especially after his night had went so well.

"Hoseok, you need not to worry, like I've mentioned before, the darkness does not stand perilous." Namjoon said, moving over towards the window, looking out to the moon in hopes that the stranger was doing the same. He had felt something in his stagger, in his every stutter, in his shy tone and he couldn't take his mind off of it.

"You seem rather gleeful. I can only guess, you came across something alluring. Was it the moon or the flowers?" Hoseok sat down on one of the cushions, across his king once he had motioned him to. Namjoon chuckled at Hoseok's question. Letting the smile dangle off of his lips.

"Alluring he was, Hoseok. Breathtakingly beautiful." Namjoon stared off in the distance, Hoseok looking at him with a smile on his lips. Seeing his king this contented after a night out was surely a rare sight.

"So I assume it was not the moon or the flowers but a person instead. Somehow that does not worry me."

Namjoon let himself smile again hearing that hidden worry and Hoseok's way to express it.

"You should not worry. I made it back all well, did I not? Now go get some sleep. We have matters to deal with tomorrow." Namjoon dismissed him as he the fatigue set in. This was the happiest he had been in a while. And that tired him out. It was crazy how someone he just met had this much of an impression on him. Nonetheless, Namjoon just wished to see the stranger another time and maybe get a name too. With those thoughts in mind, Namjoon headed to his bed and allowed the sleep to take over.

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The sun shining in his eyes woke Seokjin up from his deep slumber. He had not noticed that he had slept in late. He let out a groan as he sat up in his bed, his shoulders hurt from laying in the same position all night. He let his hand massage the sore spot lightly. Seokjin couldn't help but let his mind wander over to the stranger. He felt the ghost of his touch on his waist and his glimmering eyes scanning over his body. He felt a blush creep up his face before he shook his head and got out of bed.

"Good morning, grandmother. How did you sleep last night?" Seokjin greeted his grandmother as he saw her sitting down on the couch with tea in her hand. Her face wore a frown and her eyes were glazed over as if she was too deep in thought. Seokjin's voice seemed to break her from her trance and she replaced the frown with a smile. Oh how it was so easy to mask one's true feelings behind a simple smile.

"I slept well, son. Any plans for today?" His grandmother asked, motioning for Seokjin to sit beside her.

"I will leave to look for some work in a short while," Seokjin mentioned. He had talked about this with his grandmother before. She did not seem too keen on this but Seokjin had insisted on working.