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JEON QUEEN

JEON QUEEN

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He ran. Away from the place that had caged him, from the ones who had hurt him, from years of silent suffering. Barefoot, shaking, silver hair falling over frightened blue eyes - he reached the king's court by sheer chance. His body gave out before the marble steps. Gasps echoed through the grand hall. The boy lay unconscious, too fragile for this ruthless world. The king saw him. And something unfamiliar stirred. Days passed. Slowly, the boy opened his eyes. Spoke little. Smiled softly. And with each glance, the king found himself watching - too often. Too long. There was no reason for this pull. No logic in it. Only the innocent eyes that still trusted, and the quiet kindness that began to fill the cold halls. "Please... don't do this to me." (A voice from the boy's past - words that haunted the king's thoughts.) "I'll protect you." (A promise, unspoken, but already set in motion.) But even within the safety of the palace, not all was as it seemed. Secrets lingered in the shadows. "Never knew that the son I was raising was never mine." And as the truth slowly unraveled, so did the king's resolve - to shield the boy who had unknowingly begun to heal him.
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"don't look at me like that." you lean back, his harsh tone echoing in your ears, "like what?" he lifts up a hand, gesturing vaguely at your face, "like that." your furrow your eyebrows in confusion, "i don't follow." his frustration grows, and kyung-jun abruptly stands, his chair scraping across the floor. he stares down at you, his entire face twisted in anger, "do you pity me or something? do you think i need help? that you need to fix me?" "what? no," you find yourself on your feet, pleading with him desperately so he doesn't misunderstand, "kyung-jun, i swear that is not what this is." maybe at first that's what it felt like. guilt. an obligation to save kyung-jun's life when he had saved your own. but somewhere along the way, sometime during those tender, simple moments in his presence, you found that kyung-jun was different than you anticipated. he wasn't the bully you heard whispers about. there was more to him that he let on, than he allowed others to see. nowadays, when your eyes find his own, you see a boy who is hurting. who shoulders a heavy burden all alone. "then why the fuck are you barging into my life acting like you care?" 'because you'll die if i don't.' a night has come alternate universe. inspired by lovely runner & twinkling watermelon.

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