Outspokened [Nahyuck/ Jaechan] (COMPLETED)

이십: Jaemin

Jaemin opened his eyes only to be met with a beautiful sight. Tanned skinned. Cherry lips. Eyes closed. The male below him looked geogerous. Jaemin swallowed in panic. He stared at the prince of the longest time. Wanted to kiss him but resisted the urge shook the male instead."Babe." He called out. Within a few seconds, the other started  blinking, before squinting at the bright sun shining in his eyes.

Haechan wonders if he saw an angel.

Touching the other's face, before his eyes widen in shock before pushing the other away, putting his palms together as if to apologise. Jaemin let out a laugh as he said, "It's okay. I think we just had a rough landing." The pink hair rubbed the back of his head. His cheek almost as red as Haechan's. They met eyes briefly only to be interrupted by a guard. 

"Who goes there?" The guard said as he pointed his spear towards the brunette, his expression cold. Haechan held back a yelp before putting his hands up, showing that he meant no harm. But the guard didn't stop with his interrogation. "Who are you and what's your purpose?" The shorter was stunned he didn't know what to do. 

The guard didn't know sign language and he couldn't possibly speak. Especially not to the people who know his kingdom. "Despite how familiar you look, I doubt it is highly impossible. The King never lets his son out of that kingdom." The guard spoke with such anger, emphasising the fact that he hated the kingdom. 

And it was infamous. 

"Hold your actions immediately," Jaemin spoke up as he stood up, looking the guard straight in his eyes. His brown eyes have a certain glow to them, making the guard put his weapon down. "I am Na Jaemin, the son of the village chief and this is my friend, Prince Haechan." With that sentence, the guard's expression turned into one of panic. He then started apologising profusely. Until he was stopped by Jaemin himself.

"It's alright sir, you didn't know." "I am still very sorry to have treated the prince and chief's son like this." The guard bows, his expression turning into one of sorrow. "Is Prince Haechan here to demolishing of this village?" With that sentence, Haechan immediately shook his head in denial. He placed his hand out as if trying to say he wanted to help. 

But the guard didn't seem to understand.

"Please don't take this place! It's my everything!"  The guard kneeled down, begging at Haechan feet which made him panic, looking at the guard with wide eyes. "Please I beg you! I can dedicate my whole life to the other kingdom just don't take the village away!!"

Haechan swallowed hard, looking at the male below him. Wondering what has his father done for the people to show such painful faces. 

And to be reduced into such a pitiful state.

The brunette tried to pull the guard to stand up as he looked at him. But it was to no avail. He then turned to Jaemin for help. In which the pink hair male touched the guard shoulder. A pink light started to glow around the guard as he calmed down, standing up while looking down. "Don't worry mister. He's here to save this village. There's no need to panic." Haechan shivered at the pink hair voice. It made him feel safe and healing. Along with a euphoric feeling. 

Heal reduction. An effect where one of great power could heal the other's broken heart or shaken feelings.

Euphoric extension. A power used to allow one to feel happy in pain or sorrow. Extended to a large audience depending on how powerful you are. Usually transfered by words.

The prince stared at the other. It was the first time he had seen healing magic being conducted in front of him. And it was dragging him into it. He tried to shake out of it, looking at Jaemin who stopped when the guard kept quiet.

Wide orange eyes met warm pink ones.

"I-I'm sorry you had to witness that..." Jaemin let out as he pulled the other along. "Let's go shall we?" The shorter nodded slowly as was pulled along. Eyes trailed their frames as whispers could be heard. Like daggers pointing at Haechan, harsh whispered insults poked him. Despite all that, Haechan could still feel warmth flowing from his hand to his heart. Jaemin's hand had a pink glow.

The healing power flowing.

Haechan looked around to see bricks of the village being destroyed. People trying to mend the damage, children crying in tattered gowns as some adults glared coldly at him. A white glow covers those children as they slowly calm down. Flowers were pinned in their hair. As the smell wafted through the air. Sending a feeling of comfort all around.

Adults working hard together to get food and fix. Stranger saying hi to each other on the streets. Warm hugs given to children as they let out a sweet giggle. This place, the village.

 His father made a big mistake.

This village, the South Sector. Was not only a place. It was home. A place of healing and comfort. This village. where children grew up to be who they want to be. Where adults work together. This village, where people help each other despite the circumstance or background.  Comforting, peaceful and generous.

 And the king want to get rid of it. 

Haechan grabbed the other's hand tighter, feeling slightly hurt by the thought. He knew it was only natural the people hated him so much. They must have thought Haechan was here to get rid of this village once and for all.

Their home. Their family.

The brunette squeezed the pink hair's hand even tighter. Carnelian orbs met rose quartz ones. The other squeezing back in reassurance. "It's okay. We're almost there. Don't be nervous." Jaemin's rose quartz eyes seem to give out a healing feeling. Going deep into the other's heart. Making him feel so much better.

Haechan nodded as they head along finally reaching a big wooden door in the middle of the village. Jaemin knocked the door, waiting for it to be opened. And when it open, they were met with a couple. One has grey hair while the other had pink, similar to Jaemin's. Shocked was painted in their faces. "S-son? Is that you?" The woman ask cautiously, touching the taller face. Their eyes had a similar glow as Jaemin answer, grabbing onto the hand that caressed his face. "I'm back, mother."

"Oh, Jaemin!" The woman enveloped him into a hug. Tears appearing in the corners of her eyes. The grey hair male smiling as he joined the family in the embrace. It was then he turned to Heachan. His expression turning into worry.

"Prince Haechan." 

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