3rd POV
The green man stomped his way to the village, furious with the king. Earlier that day the King had tried to get his people to kill him again.
They had been friends for a while, he was very confused and angry as to why the King did such a thing!
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The man shoved the knights out of the way, them being too scared to fight back.
He ran into the King's room, shaking them castle with each step.
"Ah, Shrek. I see you've arrived." The King said with a joking manner.
"Oh, shut up." He replied in a strangely British accent.
"Why did you have your people attack me, again?!"
"Is it not obviously, Shreky poo?"
He looked confused.
"I did it to get your attention."
"Is this another trick?"
"No, no, no. You see, Shreik. I love you." The short man said with a hint of lust in his voice.
His face turned red in an instant, you could barely tell that he was green.
He stumbled on his words before finally responding.
"I- love you t-too.."
The King smirked as he made his way to Shrek.
He went on his tippy-toes, reaching his hands up and leaned into a kiss.
Shrek closed his eyes once he realized what was happening.
The King's lips finally made its way to Shrek, Shrek somehow got more red.
It was just a plain kiss, but it felt amazing to Shrek.
They pulled away once they're lungs hurt from not breathing.
The King smirked, walking to the door. Winking before exiting.
Shrek giggled a bit.
