"I'll marry you when I grow up." The little Prince chimes as he steadies himself to walk on top of an old abandoned log. "You can't. A Prince should marry a Princess, and I'm not a Princess so you can't marry me."She says before resuming back to the coloring book in front of her. With a grunt he hops off the wood. "My mom said I can do whatever I want when im King. And I want to marry you. Simple as that." 02/14/2021 HR : 67# in FanFiction 04/19/2021 HR : 60# in Fanfiction

❝when i said i wanted to know what living in the 18th century felt like, i never meant LITERALLY!❞

"um, can you like not look at my lips?" "i, i can't hear you so, im lip reading." i've never felt so ashamed in my entire life. [highest #1 kth on JIN DAY '18]