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Jisung couldn't seem to get that stupid nightmare out of his head. He changed into a pink, flowy dress.
(Like the one at the skz code? When that butt poking thing happened with Minho. I couldn't find a photo sadly.)
He looked at himself in the mirror. He did a 360 turn and smiled slightly.
Maybe today would take off his mind of what happened. Although he only met Minho two weeks ago, he wanted to get to know about him more.
And hopefully, have the life he wasn't so worthy of.
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"I'm dead ass nervous Chan." Minho paced back and forth in his quarters.
"Minho, with all due respect, chill the fuck out." Chan sighed.
"I can't! Like i might come as confident and strong, but i don't how to date! I'm a god damn prince who has no experience on how to do this stuff!" Minho ran his fingers through his hair nervously.
Chan stopped Minho and put his hands on his shoulders.
"Minho, I know this about you since I was with you all your life. Not only am I part of your Council, but I am also your friend." Minho started to calm down.
"You got this. Be that cocky, teasing guy that I always know." Chan smiled.
"Chan?"
"Yes?"
"You must be really old if you're that wise."
"I don't know if I should take that as a compliment or mean."
"Ok. Im ready."
"You got this, buddy."
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Minho waited at the carriage nervously. He was hoping that today would go well. And that Jisung's feelings would be the same as his.
And that they would get to know each other more.
"Minho!"
Minho looked at the top of the stairs. Suddenly, time stopped.
His chocolate hair was swept over his forehead. His eyes always sparkled but his eyeshadow defined it more. His cheeks, a cute peach color. And his heart shaped lips. Tinted cherry red and looked so kissable.
If they hadn't known each other and were in a different position, Minho would've swept him off his feet and kissed the living daylights out of him.
Smiling like a fool in love, Minho raised his hand as a greeting.
"Why hello there princess. You look stunning." Jisung giggled. It's not every day when someone handsome compliments you.
"You look dashing, my prince." Minho kissed the back of Jisung's hand.
"Let's go?" Minho nodded off towards the carriage. Jisung nodded and walked hand in hand with Minho to the carriage.
The whole entire ride they held hands. Jisung had to stop himself from blushing.
The ate a nice brunch in the village and went to some shops. Still hands intertwined, Jisung skipped around while Minho smiled at his adorableness. After a while of shopping, they ended up at a lake where it was quiet and empty. The water sparkled as the sunset shown against it. They sat down on the green grass and enjoyed each other's silence.
"Thank you for today. I had a lot of fun." Jisung smiled.
"I'm glad you did." Minho kissed his hand.
"I wanna get to know you more, Lee Minho. Tell me about yourself." Jisung said after sitting in silence.
"Well, I love the color mint. I love cats and wish I'd have one. And i met this really special boy. He's so adorable, so cute. His eyes sparkle every time i see him. His heart shaped lips are always in a cute smile. And what i love his tiny waist. So tiny to hold."
Minho wrapped an arm around the said waist and pulled him into his lap. Jisung blushed and snuggled deep into Minho's chest.
"How 'bout you darling? Tell me about yourself."
"I like the color red. I love cheesecakes. I also love cats because they remind me of you. Speaking about love, I met a really interesting boy as well. His face was created just like a god. He always cares about me and I love that about him. His laugh is everything to me because it's so freakin adorable." Jisung said as he played with Minho's fingers.
"You're adorable Sungie." Minho snuggled his face into Jisung's neck.
They both sat in contempt while looking at the sunset.
"Jisung, I have something to tell you." Jisung sat up and turned to face Minho. Minho never said his name. It always was a pet name.
"About my past." Minho placed Jisung at his side but not too far so that they didn't stop touching. He lifted up his shirt and Jisung gasped.
A healed scar stretched along Minho's torso and continued upwards. Minho didn't lift it up that high, but you could tell it stretched long.
"...What happened?" Jisung reached a hesitant hand to touch the scar.
"My parents happened."
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Young Minho ran around the castle while the servants tried to put him in some decent clothes.
"You can't catch me!" He stuck a tongue at them and ran even faster. He reached outside where the wind blew against his bare chest. He had least trousers on.
"Your Majesty, come back!" Minho started to run toward the big willow tree. It's leaves were so long that it covered the bark which was the perfect place for hiding. Minho giggled and hid there while he heard their footsteps receding.
"You shouldn't play like that mate." Minho turned around and saw a boy sitting on the tree branch. His curly blond hair fell over his eyes again as he tried to move them away.
"who are you?" Minho tilted his head to the side.
"My name is Bang Chan. You can just call me Chan, your majesty." Minho groaned.
"Don't call me that. It's annoying. I'm only twelve." Chan chuckled.
"and I'm only thirteen mate." He hopped down from the branch and dusted off his pants.
"What are you doing here?" Minho asked.
"Ah, well I was supposed to meet the princess of Brira but she canceled on me." Chan sighed.
"Why? Cause you were too old or something?" Minho looked at the fuming boy next to him.
"I'm one year older! And no. Because she's 20 or something. She thought I was the same age." Minho laughed.
"You do look like it. Except your height." Chan groaned.
"LEE MINHOO! GET YOUR ASS HERE RIGHT NOW!"
"...oops?"
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"You know you're supposed to be a dignified prince, not some rascal from the streets! Be like Chan here!" His mom, the queen, loved to compare him to others.
"With all due respect, I don't think you-
"Nonsense Chan! You're perfect unlike my incompetent son here!" Minho felt his eyes water. He hated when he was spoken down on. But he should be used to this. It's been going on from the beginning of his birth. He was compared to Hyunjin when he was born.
"And you ran without clothes?! What if someone saw? Stupid brat."
"I'm sorry mom..."
"Sorry doesn't cover it. Come here." Minho bowed his head as he walked towards his mother.
"Raise your head."
A loud slap echoed across the Grand Hall.
"Go to your room."
"Yes mam."
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