Drabble Collection #2

Mark Lee || NCT, SuperM || Royal!AU

He breaths out, slow and shaky as he tries his best to keep his cool but he knows that it's no use - he's nervous as fuck. Why wouldn't he be? He's been fretting for a while about how he's going to confess and yet, every time he tries to say those three little words, his mouth dries up and he chokes.

Like, literally, chokes.

Lucas had offered to be his guiding hand, to be his knight in shining armour because that is exactly what he is - a knight. He had told the Prince that he would do whatever he needed to to help him confess his burning love for you. Mark had blushed and hit him when he said that, he wouldn't call it burning more or less, he loves everything about you and he wants to make you his Queen when the time comes.

"Yeah, burning." Lucas had retorted.

The day has come where he's decided he's going to do this. He's going to, he has to, he can't wait around for some other dashing Prince on his stupid white horse with his blonde hair glowing in the sunlight, sweep you off your feet. He can't, he won't. So, he's going to confess - but first, he needs to practice.

"I like you," he breaths out, voice barely a whispers. "Not a 'I like you as a friend' or a 'I like your hair' but a 'I may love you' kind of way." He clears his throat and looks straightforward with fierce determination in his eyes, "will you be my date to the Royal Ball tonight? I want to show you that I am deserving of you and that I will do anything to make you smile."

"Perfect!" Lucas claps, smiling brightly at his friend. "Now, again."

You hear voices coming from the library and decide to see what's going on, you recognise one of them as Mark and then the odd excited shout of Lucas so you're naturally intrigued to know what your friends are up to. The door to the library is ajar and you find that you have walked in on a very private conversation.

"I may love you," you hear Mark confess. You clap your hand over your mouth to cover up your gasp. "Will you be my date to the Royal Ball tonight?" You peer through the open door and see Mark looking directly at Lucas, completely serious while Lucas has a huge grin on his face. "I want to show you that I am deserving of you and that I will do anything to make you smile."

"Oh. My. God!" You can't help the words fall from your lips, alarming the two boys to your presence and while one looks completely shocked and embarrassed - the other begins doubling over, laughing. "Okay, I knew you two were close but I had no idea you were that close."

Lucas howls, collapsing to the floor with tears in his eyes while Mark looks completely horrified and stutters as he tries to rectify the situation. "N-no, y-you-you have it-it al-all wrong!" His stuttering and overall embarrassed look only causes Lucas to begin rolling around on the floor, laughing to the point he's crying because it hurts too much.

"Shethinksyoulovemewhenreallyyouwerepracticing!" He screeches out in one breathe, laughing so hard he's red in the face. "Ohgodthisistoofuckingfunny." Mark goes to kick him but Lucas manages to roll out of the way and you take a moment to think about what Lucas had said - which is understandable as he sounds like a squealing pig.

"You were... practicing?" Mark sighs, nodding. "Why?"

"Becausehehasacrushonyouandischicken." Lucas sits up, shoulders shaking as he wipes the tears from his eyes. He takes in a deep breath to try calm himself, "he was practicing on me so he wouldn't feel so nervous."

Everything clicks and you smile, Mark blushes and looks away while Lucas tries to get a hold of himself. "Well," you bite your lip and Mark swallows thickly when he finally looks at you. "Would you like to say it now?"