Two gods created the world. The Sun God and the Moon God. Though equal, they were so different in so many ways their people split in two. Saddened at the turmoil, the gods blessed mortals from each side, naming them as their descendants. Jisung is a descendant of the Moon, the first born Prince of the Moon lands. Minho is descended from the Sun, the only Prince of the Sun lands. Due to the threat of rising war, a marriage between one of the Moon Princesses and Prince Minho is arranged. But what happens when Minho is much more drawn to the Prince of the Moon? What happens when they grow closer and pursue what is forbidden?

"You're trying too hard to copy me. Adapt the moves to fit yourself." Jisung wasn't even looking, but still knew Minho was speaking to him. He gritted his teeth. He was embarrassed; people didn't usually speak to him like this. Not so openly critiquing. "What are you doing here?" Jisung asked under his breath. "Trying to teach amateurs how to dance," breezed Minho. ˚ ༘ ⋆｡˚ ✧ ˚ ༘ ⋆｡˚ idiot han jisung / tsundere lee know / slowburn spicy ˚ ༘ ⋆｡˚ ✧ ˚ ༘ ⋆｡˚ 18+ themes baby stays avert your eyes :)

"I've never... I don't like to try new things." "So let me make it easier for you," replied the boy, lifting the cigarette to his lips again to inhale a slightly longer lungful of smoke. Beckoned Jisung closer again. Jisung who obliged easily. Jisung who realised he was now close enough to see every inch of flawless skin, eyes sub-consciously catching on the beauty mark on the side of his nose, the way bunny teeth were just visible through parted lips. ‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾. sinless han jisung / experienced lee minho / yangnyeom ‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾. 18+ themes baby stays avert your eyes :)