Jisung was a normal "street boy" He always despised the royal family, why? They have everything, that made jisung annoyed. What happens when jisung and Prince Minho meet unexpectedly?
I always do this idek why, I just don't like people 💀
Jisung sat on the cold stone floor as he clutched his injured hand with his other hand. He let out a long sigh as he looked around the cell, he tried to plan many possibilities of escaping in his mind but all of them had something in the way. Jisung felt as his stomach grumbled. The sound filling the quiet cell.
"Shut up, you should be used to this." Jisung places his injured hand onto his stomach, just now realizing it was bleeding. He cringed at the sight. Jisung quickly whipped his head around when he heard a noise coming from outside the cell. He squinted his eyes, in hopes to see in the dark better.
"Psst!" He jumped as he heard a soft whisper. "Over here." Jisung turned his head to the left meeting eyes with the prince.
"Ah, Minho, sorry about earlier I was excited to see you." Minho slightly blushed.
"No it's fine, I'm the one who should be sorry, you're trapped in here." Jisung shrugs.
"I kinda deserve it, don't I?" Minho slides something through the cell bars. Jisung walks as close as he can to the bars as he picks up what Minho has slid through the cell.
"You're problem hungry, and I know father want give you lots of food." Jisung smiles as he reaches his hands out of the bars, grabbing Minho's hands.
"Thank you." Minho looks at their hands and smiles, his smile slowly fades as he sees Jisungs bloody hand.
"Hey, what happened?" Minho grabs the injured hand and gently holds it with both of his hands. Jisung slightly chuckles before answering.
"Don't worry about it, it doesn't hurt that much." Minho scoffed as he examined the hand in front of him.
"I'll try to sneak some medical stuff next time I visit."
"You don't have to visit me, or bring me things, I already told you I deserve all of this. I'm a criminal." Minho looks up at jisung.
"Maybe those things are true, but you stole because WE wouldn't help you when you were starving, you also only snuck into the castle to see me, and you picked a fight to save my ass. So I really don't think this is your fault." Jisung brought his free hand up towards Minho's face and caressed his cheek.
"Minho, seriously, thank you so much." Minho chewed on his bottom lip out of embarrassment.
"DONT TOUCH MY SON!" Jisung quickly let go of Minho and backed up from the cell bars, Minho doing the same. Minho looked down at his shoes, not wanting to make eye contact. Jisung quickly threw the bread he received from Minho into the dark corner of the cell.
"MINHO, HOW DARE YOU ALLOW HIM TO TOUCH YOU WITH HIS FILTHY HANDS!" Jisung closely watched Minho, he noticed the boy was slowly tearing up, as he kept chewing his lower lip.
"Excuse me sir, but you really shouldn't be yelling at your son like that, especially when it wasn't even his fault." The king turned towards jisung, his face bright red with anger, jisung could almost see the smoke coming out his ears.
"You don't have permission to speak!" Jisung laughs. Minho looks at jisung with scared eyes.
"I'm sorry sir, but I don't follow the kings orders, I thought you knew me well enough to know that." The king walked close to the cell.
"Why is that? Don't you know what I can do to you?" Jisung smirked as he walked closer towards the king.
"Sir, I grew up by myself in the village, I was left alone when I was 3, I learned to do everything by myself. All because you never pitched in to help. Not just me, almost every child in the village is suffering, and what do you do about it? Absolutely nothing." The king reaches through the bars and grabbed jisung by the collar, bringing jisung of the floor.
"I've tried my best to lead that village and-"
"BULLSHIT! I fucking live in that village! I see what happens there! I know you do nothing about it you bitch!" Jisung could've sworn the kings eyes went pitch black as he threw him on the ground. Jisung hissed as he immediately grasped his hand. Minho gasped, jisung looked back at minho, giving him a weak smile.
"That's it, I've held back way too long, be prepared for tomorrow morning. It will be the last time you ever wake up.
"F-father n-no p-"
"Minho shut up!" Minho felt as tears ran down his cheeks as he gave jisung one last look, running back up the stairs.
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