The Prince - ♛ taegguk ♛ [On hiatus]

♛ Five ♛

It's 10am and I'm vibing.
Also, if this story is moving to fast, let me know. I wanna know if it is. I feel a bit like it is but I can't tell so..

N e ways!

Xoxo,
Enjoy!
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"That celebration is going to be the death of me, surely." Taehyung exaggerated, sitting on the edge of his bed.

"You don't know that. Maybe it will be.. pleasant." Jeongguk said as he walked around the room, trying to keep a straight face, but failing—because oh damn was that a lie. They both knew the celebration was going to be anything but pleasant.

"Ugh, Jeongguk you're not helping." Taehyung flopped back on the bed. He had a free day today, seeing as the celebration was tomorrow. The past weeks being filled with tiring days, and ending with sleeping close to his best friend. Finding comfort in the boy each night.

"I'm trying to be positive." The Guard defended, only getting a groan from Taehyung.

"I'm going to die. Will you tell everyone I died a noble death?" The Prince said dramatically, putting his arm over his eyes. Jeongguk shook his head, smiling widely in amusement.

"You're so dramatic." He chuckled, walking to where the Prince was. He sat on the floor with his back against the side of the bed, before patting Taehyung's leg. "Get down here."

Taehyung did what he was told and slid off the bed, plopping down beside his friend with a pout plastered on his lips. Upon seeing it, Jeongguk smiled more—fondly.

"Oh don't be pouty." He poked his cheek, "I'm sure you will find something to enjoy." Taehyung shot him a look saying "don't even go there". Jeongguk laughed warmly at it.

"If not, I will take you home." Jeongguk finished. The Prince sighed laid his head on the younger's shoulder.

"Then we'll get in trouble. Or worse, only you will get in trouble." Taehyung said, taking Jeongguk's hand and starting to play with his fingers. Jeongguk laid his head against Taehyung's and watched the older play freely with his hand.

"I'm okay with that, as long as you're comfortable. We've talked about this before." Jeongguk told sweetly.

It was still early morning, the two still not changed into their day clothes yet. They probably should have gotten ready a while ago, but had forgotten about it when they started talking. They always lost track of time when they talked—enveloping themselves in their own little world. Like always.

"But as I told you when we talked about it before, I don't like you getting in trouble for me. That's not fair." Taehyung said softly, drawing shapes in Jeongguk's palm. Then he got an idea, starting to write "Precious" in his palm. "You're too precious to get scolded."

Jeongguk chuckled, flipping Taehyung's hand over and writing, "No you" in his palm. They both smiled.

It was quiet for a moment, before Jeongguk spoke. "Do you remember when we were kids, and we would play in the gardens?" He asked, watching Taehyung link their fingers together.

"Yes," Taehyung answered with a smile. "Do you remember when you fell into that thorn bush?" He smiled wider when Jeongguk started laughing softly.

"Yeah! And you wouldn't help me out!" He shot, Taehyung starting to laugh with him. He lifted his head from Jeongguk's shoulder and looked at him, but not letting go of his hand.

"How was I supposed to help you?! I didn't have any muscle and I would have ripped my shirt." He defended, Jeongguk shaking his head while laughing.