𝐫𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐲•𝐣𝐢𝐡𝐚𝐧

two

(a/n: picture of the tree house attached above^^! though, instead of the transparent glass, the walls would be made of stained glass!)

JEONGHAN(prince jeonghan? whatever) should be thankful that jisoo is a quiet guy. not quite composed, because he lost his shit just minutes ago, but reserved. and, jeonghan should also be thankful for the fact that jisoo isn't a goody-two-shoes because if so, jeonghan would've been reported to the police and he will fail in whatever he's trying to pull off.

since jisoo didn't break the ice, jeonghan decided to start the conversation. upon seeing the prince opening his mouth, jisoo could forsee how bad this conversation might end.

"your name is...?"

jisoo puckers his lips, regretting what he was going to do. "hong jisoo." and as if, that was the best thing that could eilicit happiness in this world, our prince here smiles as wide as he can. it was forced, but jisoo couldn't just disparage the fact that it looked so rehearsed and real.

he's trained for this, huh?

"such a nice name. you know, hong jisoo-ssi, i had a friend in dorm school with the same name as yo—"

jisoo figured that it would be rude to interject, but he still did nontheless. "i am your friend from elementary."

the clueless prince's eyes lit up like the stars, and little chuckles left his mouth. though jisoo appreciates his proper manners, it was quite irking since it feels like jeonghan is faking his personality. he hadn't been like that when they spent two years in dorm school together.

anyway, jeonghan was just seven years old back then. jisoo figured that jeonghan was whipped into shape as he grew up to become a king. anyway, what does jisoo know about him? jisoo only knew him for two years when they were children.

"oh. in that case, it is surelt nice to meet you again. you were my best friend before i was transferred to the national academy," the prince  spares jisoo a glance. jisoo sighed and continued driving. "i loved boarding school so much more than the atrocity of the environment in bellezia's national academy."

jisoo wanted to tell this goddamn prince to shut up about liking and loving literally anything that concerns the topic. looking at jeonghan's smile, jisoo decided to not say anything at all in fear that the prince might order his underlings to chop off jisoo's head.

being quiet did jisoo a favor, but sometimes, jisoo wishes he was loud like soonyoung and he could complain all he wanted with his oftenly closed mouth.

luckily for jisoo, there's no more seemingly-scripted conversations with the bloody prince since they have arrived in jeonghan's destination. upon seeing the tree house, jeonghan sighed in relief, as jisoo panicked slightly; he did not remember the way back.

jisoo and jeonghan step out of the car, heading towards the stairs. jeonghan halts, fishing out something from his breast pocket and hands it to jisoo—startling the innocent man.

"what do you want me to do with this?! are you framing me, your majesty?" jisoo forgot to hold himself back. the 'your majesty' part seemed like mockery, and all jisoo can say about it is oops! "this gun is also stained with blood."

jeonghan smiled, watching jisoo inspect his gun. "in case there are assassins, you can fire that to protect yourself. i can't have an innocent civillian die because of my own personal matters, right? i hope you know how to use that." jeonghan heads up the stairs, hands behind his back, chin raised. ugh. his princely manners.

jisoo stared at the gun. sighing, he threw it away and went back inside his car. jisoo was certain that jeonghan wouldn't even notice jisoo left. jisoo was irrelevant to jeonghan anyway. just as jeonghan was irrelevant to jisoo.

this favor is all the interaction they're going to have. jisoo is confused and troubled as he is, he doesn't want to meddle with the royal family and he doesn't want to know whatever the reason might be for the scion's existence. is the royal family lying to bellezia?

"ugh." jisoo drives out of the woods, angrily steering into the highway. since he knows a (presumably) big secret within the yoons and lees(the royal family or whatever, their family tree is complicated), jisoo is automatically dragged in the matter and he might possibly get sent to jail or something.

jeonghan was a good childhood friend. he was smiley, he was mischievous, he was caring, he was playful. jisoo did not get too attached to him since jisoo does not consider him as a best friend back when they were seven years old, because he has soonyoung, junhui and hansol. jeonghan was just a mere friend who happened to be a prince.

surprisingly, jeonghan dubbed jisoo the title of his 'childhood best friend'. annoying. jisoo can't have jeonghan depend on that ridiculous—and may jisoo say, ludicrous—title to let himself be blinded by the illusion that jisoo would do anything for him.

guess what? no. jisoo doesn't know jeonghan, aside from the public profile he has online.

sighing, jisoo looks at the passenger seat, where jeonghan had previously sat—and boy oh boy. aside from the hideous carmine stain of blood, there was a button from jeonghan's suit sitting on it. a button made of a fucking diamond.

jisoo could live on that diamond for years. but still, jeonghan might be a materialistic motherfucker so jisoo dismissed his thoughts of selling the button to a pawnshop and instead decided on the date when he would return this diamond button back to the prince.

jisoo's phone rang.

"hello?" jisoo creaks out, pressing some buttons on the stereo to connect the call to his car. "yeah, you're not drunk anymore?"

"i recieved a text. the client says they want a prenup video for their wedding."

jisoo smirks, glaring at the diamond button momentarily. "when?"

soonyoung hums, voice still raspy. oh, shit, it's his morning voice—what time is it?! jisoo did not sleep at all! imagine how dark the bags under jisoo's eyes would be! how unhealthy and unpleasant!

"tomorrow, so we need to work today. planning shit and whatnot, meeting with the client. they said the previous videographer backed out due to a bigger opportunity, so all she had was us, who are definite losers in our line of work."

"that's what you get if you put a group of friends in the same workplace," jisoo jests. "alright, i'll come by your place later." jisoo hung up.

not today, not tomorrow either. jisoo smirks. no jeonghan for at least a couple of days: a great fucking deal.