Royal Temptations

Bonus Chapter 9

You guys ready for a wild ride? Of course you are who am I kidding. Strap in everybody!

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Junmyeon's POV

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"No," I said crossly, annoyance threading through me. Yixing's eyes narrowed, lips thinning into a straight line. "I don't want to. Not right now." We'd had this same discussion every single night this week, and I was getting mighty sick of it. Though nerves soon gnawed at my belly. Usually this conversation didn't bug me the way it did today. But something about it felt...off.

"You never want to do anything," Yixing spat, voice like ice. I tensed, rising from my chair to match his posture even if a little voice at the back of my head screamed at me not to. "When are we going to progress in this relationship Jun?" I watched as he clenched his hands at his side, then slowly unclenched them, splaying his fingers against his hip. "I love you. But it seems like all you want is a simple, lovey dovey relationship. I have needs." He stretched the word out longer than necessary, and I flared red for a moment before shaking it aside. I crossed my arms over my chest, putting on a pout to match his.

"And I told you I'm not ready!" I practically cried. Everything still felt so strange and foreign to me. So did this situation, in fact. "Can't you respect that? I've told you all week I want to wait until I feel more comfortable." Yixing's gaze hardened and his jaw worked like he was trying very hard not to open it. "This is still so new to my Xing. I never thought I'd get to be here..."

"Oh don't shoot that shit at me," he snapped, and I shut right up, shocked. "You think I ever pictured myself in this situation either? It was always just a fantasy only for me to know. You aren't the only one diving into uncharted waters."

Why does it feel like I'm the only one hurt then?

"I'm sorry," I tried instead, some if my own anger dissipating. "I'm sorry. You're right. But... I still don't feel ready for...anything like that." Yixing huffed, rolling his eyes, and my heart gave a pang at the sight. I did my best to swallow down the feelings though. Working myself into a tizzy wasn't going to help matters any. "Maybe next week?"

"Whatever." He shoved passed me, out of his room and down the hall. I briefly wondered if he was going to vent to Luhan. Then I realized he'd left me alone. I gazed around at his room. Everything in here screamed Yixing. It screamed of the man I loved. I wasn't entirely sure what to do with myself. Whenever we travelled together, we'd always stuck together as a pair. Without him by my side I felt...empty.

I didn't see him after that, even though I'd wandered around the palace for a couple hours aimlessly hoping to bump into him. I didn't catch him at dinner either. My dinner consisted of me by myself at the Zhangs' massive dining table, picking at a bowl of food with my chopsticks and feeling slightly queasy. After dinner I went to the garden, but everything was startlingly bare and dark. Anxiety bubbled in my chest as I mounted the stairs to his room once again, intending to just turn in for the night and forget about this day. I breathed a sigh of relief, however, when I made out a lump under the covers.

"There you are," I said aloud, mostly to assure myself. My boyfriend made no noise as I changed and slid under the covers behind him. "Xing, I'm sorry about earlier," I apologized. "I'm sorry I'm not ready."

"I took care if it," came the curt reply. I frowned, something building in me, but I didn't know what it really was exactly. I reached my arms out instead, preparing to wrap him up like we did every night we were together. I could never fall asleep if I wasn't in his grasp, or if he didn't have a hold on me. But he shrugged me off. "Not tonight Jun. I'm tired."