Lucky

Tachibana Yuusuke was still in the middle of grading his class' essay about the fantasy book they were currently reading when he heard a knock on his door. The knock made him stop moving, and fixed his glasses. It was raining pretty hard outside, he didn't order any Uber Eats as he was already having a dinner earlier, and it was pretty late already so that there was no way the person knocking was one of his friends. Not that any of his friends would come over unannounced. Yuusuke sighed. It meant there could only be one person possible. 

He stood up and moved to open the door still, though. And true to his assumption, it was Yamazaki Mamoru who stood outside, a little soaked due to the rain. Yamazaki Mamoru as in The Prince . Yes. The prince, who was a member of the royal family . 

"Yamazaki-sama—"

"It's Mamoru for you, Yuusuke-san," Mamoru cut him off. "May I come in?" 

Yuusuke suppressed a sigh but stepped away to let the prince inside. The prince gave him a grateful smile in return as Yuusuke closed the door behind him. Well. "Is there anything I can help you with, Mamoru-sama?" 

The smile on Mamoru's face disappeared once he realized that there was no way Yuusuke would drop the honorific. "Yuusuke-san, please. Drop the -sama . It's unnecessary. I'm six years younger than you." 

"You're also the prince ," Yuusuke argued, took off his glasses so he could pinch the bridge of his nose. "Does Haruma-san even know that you're here?" Haruma Keiko, the prince's bodyguard was a terrifying woman and Yuusuke preferred not to have her kicking down his front door in order to drag Mamoru back to the palace. Well, yes, she was more like Mamoru's sitter rather than bodyguard because Mamoru was actually very capable of defending himself when the situation demanded. It wasn't a secret that the prince was athlethic as fuck. 

"She knows," Mamoru answered, which got Yuusuke squinted his eyes at him in disbelief. Mamoru raised both of his hands and tried his best to look innocent. "I swear she knows! I even tell my older brother where I'm going. I have full permission. If you don't believe me, I'll get Kouhei-nii to call you." He then pulled his phone out and fiddled with it, then a moment later, Yuusuke's phone rang from his room. 

He eyed Mamoru warily, who gestured him to go pick it up and Yuusuke gave in. When he picked it up, the voice he recognize as the king's voice as he often heard it on TV greeted with a polite, "Good evening, Tachibana-san. It's Yamazaki Kouhei. Sorry to bother you this late at night." 

Yuusuke nearly dropped his phone because what the fuck the king was calling him but he managed to regain his composure and responded, "G-good evening, Your Majesty. It's not bothering me at all."

"Please, drop the honorific," Yuusuke could hear a smile in his voice, "I'm actually under the impression that you have invited my brother to your house tonight but apparently that's not the case, huh?" 

Yuusuke's eyes widened. And why the hell the king would allow the prince to visit if that was the case?? He was just an elementary school teacher! There was no possibilities where he would casually invite a prince to come and hang out at his place. He wanted to scream. 

"I can ask Keiko to fetch him if he's bothering you." 

Yuusuke couldn't help but sigh. "It's okay, Your Majesty. It's still raining pretty hard outside and I will feel bad if Haruma-san has to drive in this horrible weather so late at night."