𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐙 𝐁𝐗𝐁 𝐎.𝐒

[m] w o o s a n

type : smut
top : wooyoung
bottom : san

prompt :

"you know i'll always come back to you"

in which choi san is the prince of this privileged village in the 15th century, walking around his grand palace until he ends up in his bedroom, turning around to notice the arrival back to the palace of his best friend , jung wooyoung.

—————— 3rd POV ——————

sighing in frustration, san walked up the stone stairs of the entrance to his palace grounds, looking back to the lands of their grand village in daegu, lips pursed into a thin line. it was a beautiful place, yeah, but it made him rethink far too many things, he was the prince so he was honoured to be the next ruler of the place but right now- he didn't want to see it. currently, the guards and soldiers of daegu were off fighting in busan for rights of a trading port again and that just scared san so much, it made him want to curl up and cry. why? because of his love.. his best friend for life, his soulmate: jung wooyoung was one of them. the beautiful, black haired male with the longest, prettiest ponytail, beautiful blue robes, oh god he was ethereal.

san referred to him as his lover but to be honest they were just friends from childhood, wooyoung had always had a passion for fighting; and san didn't stop him. if anything, he encouraged it, he wanted to watch his friend flourish into a beautiful young man and become a strong soldier and officer. it only really sucked and made him upset when wooyoung was away fighting, always making san anxious, not sure when he'd return or if he'd come back safe; plus he had nothing to do when he was gone, san would just trail the town by himself and around his palace gardens.

just as he had thought he would do, san decided to walk along the gravel path; listening to it softly crunching and crackling beneath his feet, humming gently to himself as he looked around st the cherry blossom tree by his pond, smiling ever so slightly as a cherry blossom petal detached itself from the branch it was clung onto and gently fluttered down onto the lily pad, the beautiful pastel pink contrasting the musky darker green it was on. san found himself distracted for a while but soon realised the sun was actually setting and he needed to get ready for his supper and then sleep; so, cutting his stroll short he walked up the cold , large stone slabbed stairs, his feet scuffing along them as he took small steps. he trailed his hand along the fine mahogany rails, reaching the top grand entrance, sliding open the panel door, stepping inside again, nodding his head politely at his guard seonghwa.

"any news of the events in busan?" san politely asked him, shutting the door behind him.

"i'd tell you sir but i think they want it to be a surprise." seonghwa smiled, knowing his friend since childhood would be annoyed at this but still not do anything about it.

"fine, if you insist hwa.." san began, biting down on his lower lip, "i'm just nervous, yknow? i want my woo back."

seonghwa noticed how his friends lower lip trembled and brought him into a loving hug, rubbing his back soothingly as he felt san begin to cry, his shoulders bobbing up and down.

"he'll be back, i'm sure of it sannie- don't overthink it; i promise you he'll be safe, it's wooyoung after all- he wouldn't leave you." seonghwa spoke softly, smiling ever so slightly when he noticed san's sobs lessen.

"i- i know.. just mi-miss him.. my b-best friend.." san mumbled, wiping his tear stained eyes, squinting up at the older male, pouting slightly. "i-i'm gon' go get ready f-for bed; please tell ye-yeosang i'm not hungy.."