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🔞//notes- soft smut, first times, pet names, slight teasing, dirty talk,//🔞 playing :Megan Thee Stallion -Body🎧🎶
it was strange, at first. all the fluffy gowns and early mornings, but you'd learned to get used to all of it.
it was worth it, day and night, having people dress you up in fancy outfits, only to have them take it off an hour or two later to put something else on. because no matter how annoying or stressful it was starting to get for you, all the pressure being put on the future queen of this palace, it meant so much to Seonghwa.
and that was the main thing that kept you going
the thought of making him happy, something he'd only just recently started to feel;
happiness, love
you two had met only a year ago when you had taken the position as his maid, soon realizing that the person who people have claimed to be a notorious monster of a human was someone who might've just been the most beautiful person you'd ever met in your life.
he was pleasant to be around, treating you with such respect that made you feel as if you had known him your whole life, and not only a week.
it didn't take much time for you both to warm up to each other, soon becoming closer than anyone could ever imagine. and maybe it was because of how much time you'd spent together, or it might've been because of how warm and giddy he made you feel inside, but you soon came to realize that maybe you were meant to be more than friends.
but of course, that could never happen, only stories held fantasies where the prince fell for his maid. at least, that's what you believed.
"y/n, why can't you just listen?" the food you had brought him had been discarded a long time ago, the only thing that could be heard throughout the palace walls being your screams towards each other. "listen? Seonghwa, I can't just listen,"
"well, why not?"
"because I'm sick and tired of it! you keep telling me we'll be fine, that we'll make it through this because we're strong," you paused to take a deep breath, the tears running along your waterline threatening to fall. "but how can you be so sure? I'm a maid, for christ's sake - your maid!"
he hated the words that were spewing out of your mouth, knowing they were only the result of fear and anger, and he knew you were just-
"I"m scared, Seonghwa. what if we can't get through this? what if we're not meant to be together?" he watched as you sat on his bed, hands running along your skirt to try and fix the wrinkles you had made from fisting the material.
"baby, of course we'll make it past this," he walked over to where you sat and knelt in front of you, "just give me some time, okay?"
and you did, to which he proved he was able to hold himself to his words. the day after you both had broken out in an argument the king himself had asked his son what had happened, concerned for Seonghwa's well being.
Seonghwa told you that his father had known about your relationship with him, but had decided it'd be best to keep to himself about to matter.
and you were more than grateful for that, telling the king yourself how much it meant for him to accept your feelings for one another. it meant more than the world itself to have his blessing, and when he had told you the queen had adored you since the day you'd started working here you burst out in tears at the joy that was overwhelming your body.
to say you got lucky would be an understatement. you were starting to feel confident being in a relationship with Seonghwa, now that you were allowed to show public affection towards him. it was an amazing feeling, the first time you kissed him in front of other people, finally being able to claim the man you love.
and whenever he would wrap his arms around you, pulling you in for a deep kiss, it would make your tummy do backflips. his simple actions becoming habits that were no longer meant for only in private.
and god were you excited to start this new chapter in your life.
