𝐫𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐲•𝐣𝐢𝐡𝐚𝐧

special chapter

RUNNING AROUND the palace with their short little legs, chan felt annoyed when he was tasked to follow the two twins around. he asked for help from his royal guard, seungcheol, but he just played along with the kids and chan ended up having to chase two toddlers and one adult.

"i'm seriously leaving if you guys still aren't done playing." junhui sighed, looking through his camera. he was hired to take a picture of the new and extended royal family to be published everywhere.

"yeah. we've been waiting here for like, an hour already." soonyoung complained, tapping on his phone.

"it's because the actual parents of these demonic little children aren't helping us with this!" chan complained, sprawling to the floor as he completely gave up. seungcheol teased chan, and so did the twins. "look! they're teaming up against me!"

"hey! don't call my babies demonic! they're very mannered!" jeonghan stood up from his seat, dropping the brush that he'd been dabbing on his eye creases the whole time. "is that right, jeongmin and soomin?"

jeongmin runs up to jeonghan first, her frilly little dress swaying as she made her way to her dad. "yes, dad! i want to play!" and, jeonghan picks her up and turns around several times. the girl was fond of it, giggling everytime her dad spun.

and, this resulted to soomin getting jealous, so he grumpily walks over to his other dad, the other king of bellezia, who's busy criticising hansol's lighting work. "daddy, i wanna play too. jeongmin doesn't want to play with me anymore."

"aw, i'm sure she does want to play with you. your dad, jeonghan, just likes to take away all the fun things you have." jisoo chuckled, carrying soomin as well before walking around.

"hong jisoo-ssi, stop calling me an 'attention seeker'. i am clearly not." jeonghan complained, setting jeongmin down since he was getting a little dizzy.

"you are."

"okay, so the children are contained, would you like to take the picture now?" jihoon complained, pointing to chan who's still sprawled on the floor. "your youngest brother is dying."

soonyoung chuckled, eyeing the grumpy prince who seemed to not have a long patience like the photographer himself. "come on, the princes are tired of your antics already, please come here and take the photos."

and so, they sat respectfully on the expensive chairs set in the middle of the grandoise throne room. the children behaved, thanks to their parents actually taking their responsibility. hansol, soonyoung and junhui took the pictures respectfully, trying their best to take all the best shots in case the twins go on a rampage again.

"why don't you ask seungcheol-ssi to join too?" seokmin had said, nudging chan. the youngest turned beet red then, before the whole room bursted into laughter. "you got your tennis court for winning that bet, now you go get your man."

junhui wandered about the palace, getting permission from jisoo. he took beautiful shots, planning to post them online and label it as 'never before seen sights in the palace', which definitely is a bad title.

junhui ends up in the garden maze, taking pictures of the greeneries around. boo seungkwan was a renowned landscape artist for this? junhui can totally see why.

this is so enjoyable. taking pictures while the two—no, three idiots of friends that he had are off his back?! this is heaven. oh my god, what did junhui do to deserve this?

"ah. i see. bystander a is having their protagonist moment?" junhui turns around to the voice, his smile fading away as he notices someone behind him who's a possible candidate for 'idiots who are my friends'.

"yes, i am. if you intend to stay, please be quiet!" junhui places his index in front of his mouth, turning back around again to take photos.

thankfully, minghao was quiet for most of the time. his shoes made sounds, but they weren't loud and annoying so junhui didn't really mind. in fact, unlike when he was alone, he felt more at peace because knowing that he was with minghao, he won't get lost and he is safe. have you seen the man fight off wonwoo?! that's cool!

though, junhui got bored taking pictures of the plants. when he realizes that the garden maze consists not only of him and the plants, he turns around and takes pictures of minghao.

"what's that? why are you taking pictures of me?" minghao frowns, shielding his face using his arm.

"i could look at you all day, but..." junhui says, camera snapping several more photographs. "pictures last longer."

"are you implying that i won't last long?" minghao cocked an eyebrow, lowering his arm, subconsciously letting junhui take better pictures of his subject. "i'll last longer than of your photograph, junhui-ssi."

"i won't see you everyday. i can look at the pictures everyday."

"okay then, i understand." minghao finally smiles, and junhui concluded that minghao was prettier than the greens surrounding them. actually, minghao was prettier than anything that he'd seen.

"no, soomin probably would want a dog."

"we can't have a dog in here! it's hard to clean up after."

mingyu gulps, wondering if he should back away.

"what the heck! i bought about 20 of those vintage car collectibles for jeongmin and you what, just buy soomin some pair of branded kicks?! give him what he wants!"

jeonghan sighed, flopping on the bed. not one of the two did not notice mingyu slowly backing away.

"fine, but we need to train that dog if it comes here." jeonghan lifted his head up, to watch jisoo's expression change; it goes from a frown, then his eyes light up, then his lips curl up like a cat smile— jeonghan always admired about him. and then, he looks at jeonghan.

"yay!" jisoo jumps to the bed, and atop jeonghan. the latter laughed, turning to the side to avoid the eye contact with his husband in a close proximity. he likes flutter, but he just lost an arguement and he has to keep his pride high. "aw, look at me!"

"what for? we just argued about adopting a dog and is locking eyes with you a requirement after that?" jeonghan questions, and he expected a witty remark—but wow. a peck on the cheek by hong jisoo.

now, jeonghan cannot escape. as butterflies filled his stomach and the pinkish tint was peppered all over his face, he decides to lock eyes with jisoo.

"your face is red, jeonghan-ah."

"reminds me of the time i joked about marriage in the dining hall," jeonghan joked, laughing. jisoo grunted and pulled jeonghan's face closer.

"i'm just going to kiss you, good deal?" jisoo asks, and jeonghan's heart went crazy. speechless by jisoo's doe eyes, he just nods and lets jisoo's lips touch his own.