When the poor sweetheart Wooyoung meets the annoying and mean Prince San, he suddenly can't help being attracted to him.
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Choi San, a King to be, is living the dream life of a little child. Unfortunately, he ne...
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Daylight was already shamelessly shining across the entire room, which quickly woke the young boys deeply asleep. Well, except one, of course, who seemed relatively early and excited, pretty weird, you would think.
"why the light is so shiny and strong..." Growled Yunho trying to hide his eyes with his bedsheet. "Shhh, not so loud, Yunho... I'm sleeping," Yeosang replied, turning sideways to bury his head in his pillow.
It seemed like none of them had in mind to wake up.
"Get up, you lazy bastards, it's late! It's time to wake up." Wooyoung said, walking around the room, taking care to open all the curtains and making as many noises as possible.
The natural lighting made the room even more majestic than it already was. The small plants that served as decorations everywhere added a silky feel to the room, making Wooyoung feel much more comfortable taking advantage of the offers of the royal family since he is used to taking care of his little green friends back at his home.
"No, I'm going back to bed. The evening killed me, literally. Now shush before I throw you out the window." Added Yunho with his very hoarse morning voice.
Wooyoung pouted and suddenly jumped on Yeosang's bed to see if he would give him some attention. Unfortunately for Wooyoung, he seemed to have fallen asleep again in no time, or maybe he was pretending? I mean, who knows.
"UGH FINE!! I'll go get some friends myself." He got back on his feet in less than a second and went directly to the side of the small plants and stroked them gently with his fingertips.
''Since my friends have no intention of giving me any attention, I'm going to take care of you. '' A sweet, caring smile appeared on his face, and he clumsily grabbed the two pote In front of him and walked to the bathroom door, at least that's what he thought. However, as he entered the door, he soon realized that he was now outside, near the garden.
''Oh, man, no...''. Flashbacks began to cross his mind, and the young peasant quickly took on an unnatural hue. Wooyoung placed the two pots gently on the ground and tried hard to reopen the door he had just taken...
Without a result, it was utterly locked, which left him no other choice but to knock on it, afraid of the reaction of his friends... After making noises against the door and no outcome, the little guy stopped his rampage and sat on the ground.
"Well, at least the view is quite beautiful."
The more time passed, the more Wooyoung began to get bored. Did he have to wait for the boys to wake up? What if he had to wait all day? No one has the patience for that! So he finally decided to get up, grabbing the two plants on the way. He then walked towards the garden with massive steps, trying very hard not to let his mind wander to his misadventure of not long ago. It was still fresh in his mind. I mean, who would forget their first kiss with a total stranger?
"AAAAH, stop thinking about it! It won't do you any good." Wooyoung slapped his face quite hard; then voices took him out of his thoughts, so the first thing that came to his mind was to jump flat-bellied into a flowers bed to hide between them. It wasn't exactly the best place, but he was in a hurry and they were pretty high so maybe it would work.
"Did you check all the rooms to see if people stayed there, respecting the regulations, General Song? - Ewwww, don't call me that Hongjoong. You know how much I hate formalities with you. - Hahahahahaha, I'm just teasing you, my good man. Anyway, San sent me personally to ask you to make sure it's done."
Wooyoung swallowed with difficulty banging his head furiously.
"How could I forget this rule? I'm fucking stupid. Stupid. Dumbass," He whispered to himself , cursing his self. That was literally the first thing the generals said to them last night...
The voices grew a little louder beside the young man.
"I'm almost done, don't worry. You can go pass the message to the prince."
Now that Wooyoung was thinking about it, he hadn't met the prince even once since his arrival at the palace... It was bizarre since this event was made for him. Well, anyway, it's not like it was concerning him or whatever, so he just dropped the thought.
"Now, how do I silently go back to my room. Without alerting any guards or people around," he whispered again, scanning his surroundings. He slowly began to crawl on the ground to move to another flower beds that left a larger field of vision. As he set himself in action, he felt a rock pierce through his soft skin through his 'night' sweater. A small groan of pain escaped from his mouth, but he did not give up yet. Finally, arriving after several obstacles, Wooyoung wiped the drop of sweat from his forehead and turned to see if the guard was still close.
Strangely enough, he had disappeared entirely from the area, so the young man decided to stand up, removing the dirt from his pants. Blood was appearing through his white sweater, which made him sigh.
"Good game Wooyoung. – Gee, I never thought anyone would disobey royal regulations for real. Can I help you, young man? "
PRINCE POV
The Prince was currently sitting on a majestic couch, sipping on a beautiful glass of what would be considered wine.
"Isn't it a little be too soon to drink that poisonous beverage, my Prince? - what do you mean, poisonous? It's grape juice, fellas. Never too soon for grape juice. But maybe my mom is the one forbidding me to drink it? But that would be insolent, wouldn't it be?"
The guard who was watching San turned red of embarrassment and turned around to stop facing him. He honestly thought The prince was having a cup of wine so early in the morning.
"It's okay, gentleman. Don't feel too bad. There's a ton of dumb people here, so you're not alone. - Yes sir. Thank you, sir."
The prince began to yawn before catching the record beside him. He quickly scanned it for a few minutes and finally spoke again.
"Hmm, Hongjoong said it occurred to be a Jung? Interesting... He then threw the sheet in the air laughing loudly, causing the guard beside him to shiver a little.
It was quite rare for him to see the prince laughing at such a strange thing... seeing the prince laughing in a natural and not mischievous way was a whole new experience.
"Tell me, whatever is your name. Where did Mingi go? It seemed to me that I had summoned him here precisely for 12. - My name is Geon-Hak. And I do not know that information, sir. I had no connection with General Song today. - useless. You all are, get out of my sight before I decide to fire you like the others."
The guard assigned to the prince swallowed with difficulty, bowed his head, and left quickly, so he doesn't change the Prince's mind.
On the other side of the story, looked like someone is currently in trouble. Will he manage to get out of it, or will he pay for his disobedience?
Who knows... . . . . . Helloooo guess who isn't dead but just busy? Yes, yes, it's me. I hope you enjoy that chapter and see you soon!
