I HAVE RETURNED FROM MY ABYSS OF ENRICHED AND ADVANCED PLACEMENT CLASS WORK.
YES, I HATE IT AND I'M DYING.
I WANT TO BURN MY TEXT BOOKS BUT IT WOULDN'T HELP CAUSE THEY'RE FROM HELL.
Children, don't try too hard to be smart. Lazy people are geniuses.
Don't be like me.
Don't stay up until 2 AM doing college level work like me.
I'm in my second year of highschool and I regret my life decisions.
My therapy session:
*picks up tub of ice cream*
*blasts Drippin*
BUT ON A SERIOUS NOTE:
I owe you all an apology.
I know I've never set a schedule for my updates with you guys, but I try to at least give you all something whenever I can.
I feel bad.
When I first started this book, I was still finding my way in my first year of highschool and was pretty relaxed. I updated all the time!
But I've chosen to walk a harder path this school year.
In which resulted in these almost 1 to 2.5 week updates that I always feel bad for.
To those of you who've been here since chapter 1, thank you for sticking with my madness and this mess of work!
I'll work harder in the future for better stories!
Sorry and thank you!
❤❤❤❤❤
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RESULTS:
<1> SMUT
<2> Jealousy
<3> Fluff
<4> Good Ending
<5> Slight angst
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Okay first off....
YO GIRL CAN'T WRITE SMUT!
😭😭😭😭
Not that I'm against it, cause trust me, I read a lot of it. It's just that I'm bad at writting it. 😢
I'm not someone who's always looking for a relationship and I don't tend to care about intimate things. (^ I cringe at PDA and etc. Though Kpop is an exeption.)
So yeah...
If you all manage to convince me later on, I will.
But for now, how about not a lot of it?
Okay this personal dialogue has gone on for too long.
On to the story!
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👑💎 Little Prince 💎👑
[ Royal! AU ]
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[No Ones POV]
In a huge manor somewhere in the rich suburbs of Seoul, there lived the King and Queen of Korea. They managed the country fairly and were just and true.
They had three sons.
The eldest, Jaebum, was in line for the throne as crown Prince. He was a decisive leader and extremely well versed in military affairs and diplomacy.
The middle Prince, Jaehyun, was an extremely mannered young man with a mastery in art and music. He was also interested in the modern sciences.
And then there was the little prince...
Jaemin.
To be exact he was just---
"NOOOOOO SAVE MY EARS!!!" Jaemin cried as he tried to avoid all of the work he was about to recieve.
"Tomorrow you have a council meeting at eleven. There's a fencing lesson at three and a dancing lesson at five," the raven-haired boy following him said, an indifferent smile on his face.
"Jeno, I'm going to rip your head off if you don't stop talking like that."
"It's only proper, Prince Jaemin."
Jaemin cringed at that.
Literally, he was on Woozi's level of finger curls.
"We're the same age. Loosen up a little," Jaemin pressed.
"I would not want to appear unruly."
"Bish, it's the 21st century, who speaks in that complicated.. wording-ish weird..."
"...diction?"
"I swear, I will toss you out the window if you speak another Shakespeare-sounding word."
"So it shall be."
"You--- OH MY GOD, JENO!" Jaemin raised a fist in frustration.
The Prince then put his fist down and pouted, begging his long-time right-hand cutely.
"Jeno-ah~ why can't you be friends with me~?" Jaemin shook his arm, pleading softly.
Jeno's lips pressed into a thin line.
"Because I have nothing to do with you."
Jaemin let go.
Jeno was always like this.
Always so near...
But always so far...
"I see..." Jaemin sighed, looking at his shoes. "Well I'll be going now."
"Good morning to you, Prince Jaemin," Jeno waved Jaemin off as the caramel-haired boy stood by an entrance to a fine dining hall.
"It was a nice morning with you, Jeno."
Jaemin turned around, sighing as Jeno left.
There was never hope for both of them.
---
"Kids! Come eat!" The queen called.
"Auntie ~~!!" Two very adorable, very young servants dashed over to the royal table.
A weird sight?
Nah, the queen loves kids.
"Hello Jisung! Hello Chenle!" The queen greeted Jisung in Korean and Chenle in Chinese.
"Auntie, we made pie for you today!" Jisung cheered as he pointed in the direction of the kitchen.
"Auntie, we made the pie for you~!" Chenle piped in Chinese.
"Well, job well done, boys! Sit down kids. Let's eat together," the queen smiled at them.
After giving birth to Jaemin, the queen was deemed unfit to carry children ever again at a high risk of death. Craving for kids, the queen raised the two servant kids at the table up from the streets.
They weren't her own, yet.
"Morning mom," Jaebum hugged his mom warmly.
"How are you?" Jaehyun followed suit.
"Boom-chick-pop! Wassup mom!" Jaemin grinned sheepishly and gave his mom a hug with a small peck on the cheeks.
"Sit down you rebel," she giggled at her youngest.
"I wouldn't be comfy if I were you three..." The king said dramatically with his feet on the dining table.
"What? Why?" Jaemin sat down in confusion.
"Be at ease, hon," his dad grinned. "We've got some news."
"What is it?" Jaebum asked calmly.
"Oh... nothing actually," the queen laughed. "Apparently a whole bunch of suitors just asked to take your virginities."
"WHAT?!" All three of them shouted.
"Oh yeah, crazy right?" The king kept on laughing. "Funnier part, --we agreed!"
"WHAT!?!!??!" Again, they all shouted.
"Mom, you can't be serious..." Jaebum groaned.
"You're not actually going to set us up...?" Jaehyun asked worriedly.
"..." Jaemin froze.
"Oh no. We were just kidding. You just have a couple blind dates and whatever. Just say hi to them. If you don't like them then just give them a middle finger. If you do, I mean, what are you waiting for? Condoms exist for a reason," the King scoffed.
"Bad parenting 101..." Jaemin heard Chenle and Jisung whisper from the other side of the table.
The rest of the table didn't seem to hear.
"You're giving us away?" Jaebum asked.
"But why today?" Jaehyun retorted.
". . ." Jaemin couldn't register any words.
"Just go meet with some suitors kiddies! You're old enough. You need partners sometimes to have experience. Well, not just in bed but in teamwork and relations. Just give it a shot, kids," the queen shrugged.
Jaebum's jaw hung open.
Jaehyun picked at his food.
Jaemin stayed frozen.
Oh my. (Credits to SVT)
What a long day it was going to be.
---
"I'm telling you, just tell him you like him hyung!" Chenle chased after Jaemin.
"You think a brick head like him will care?!" Jaemin shouted in frustration.
"But hyung~" Chenle reasoned. "He doesn't even know!"
"I'll keep it that way."
Jaemin stopped running from Chenle and faced the younger.
"Jeno doesn't even care about me, Chenle. He won't even call me by my name, he won't touch me though I touch him, and he won't even make an effort to talk to me even though he's been around me for a year! Like seriously, he doesn't give a fuck!" Jaemin angrily told the boy.
"But hyu--"
"No buts. He doesn't like me."
Chenle could only watch as Jaemin went into his room and slammed the door.
The little Prince was in trouble.
Why give your love to someone who never wanted it anyways?
Chenle sighed outside his friend's room door.
"Man Jeno is thick-headed," Chenle rolled his eyes.
"Lele, Nana got Nono yet?" Jisung ran up and tackled him with a back hug.
"No Jiji," Chenle pouted. "It's like they're BOTH rejecting eachother now."
"Both?" Jisung wrinkled his brow. "Isn't it that only Nana likes Nono?"
"Oh you're dead wrong," Chenle shook his head. "Nono doesn't touch Nana because he wouldn't be able to stop if he did."
"Like, what do you mean?"
Jisung was shoved into the wall.
Chenle trapping him with his arms.
"Like this."
Chenle innocently pecked the younger's forehead, leaving the skin tingling and heart racing. Jisung melted at his touch.
"Could you stop me if you wanted to?" Chenle raised a brow.
"N-no..." Jisung blushed.
"Exactly. Jeno wouldn't stop because he feels that way too," Chenle rolled his eyes. "Talk about being thick-headed. Forget coconut haircuts, Jeno's as thick as the entire tree!"
"Aha, interested in their dilemma much?" Jisung giggled at Chenle's adorable pouting and nagging.
"Just shut up and kiss me, Ji."
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Jaemin couldn't find the energy to get into the clothes set out for him.
Was it worth it?
Waiting for Jeno to return his feelings.
He had never told the boy, but Jaemin knew the way he acted was enough. So why? Why is he so stubborn about sticking with him?
Jeno made if clear he doesn't want anything to do with him.
Jeno doesn't care.
Jeno doesn't like him.
Jeno won't love him, ever.
Jaemin sat on his bed, hopeless.
*knock knock*
Speak of the devil, there he is.
Jaemin braced himself for the hits.
"Prince Jaemin, why aren't you changed yet? Your schedule's changed and it's busier than this morning. Hurry, hurry!" Jeno clapped, expecting Jaemin to get off the bed.
Jeno looked indifferent, smiling with that oh-so-happy fake smile he always wore.
Oh.
So he knows and he doesn't care.
So that's how it is.
Jaemin stood up, upset, and moodily grabbed the outfit he was supposed to put on.
"What are you doing?" Jaemin's own sharp voice pierced his heart. "It's rude to watch someoen change."
"Oh... of course," Jeno turned around.
Jaemin, even more upset at Jeno's actions, failed to see the pretty smile fall of the older's face.
Jaemin couldn't believe this.
This was a boy he tried his best to know for a full year, and he was rejecting him before he even started. Why did he even try?
So what if Jeno was the only one who made him laugh?
So what if Jeno was the only one he trusted with his life?
So what if Jeno made him feel safe just by standing there?
The fucking boy didn't know how much he liked him and somehow Jeno hated him too.
Jaemin held back tears as he pulled the outfit on.
Why must he like someone like him?
Jaemin didn't utter a word.
Different than what he usually did.
Jaemin usually chartered endlessly with Jeno, even though Jeno didn't seem to be listening sometimes.
But Jaemin had made up his mind.
If Jeno wouldn't try to be close to him, then someone else could instead.
He didn't need to latch on to people who aren't worth it.
Jaemin coldly felt a stab go through his heart.
"You."
Stab.
"Where is the first suitor waiting?" Jaemin glared at Jeno.
---
Jeno was shaken by Jaemin's silence.
Even more so by his sudden reserved attitude.
Where was his cute Nana?
Where was the comfy boy?
Where was the smile he was so used to?
Jeno steeled his nerves.
Maybe Jaemin was just moody because he was being set up.
That was it right?
He didn't want to do this at all.
Jaemin likes him.
That's how it should always be.
"You."
Jeno's eyes widened in surprise at the low drop in Jaemin's voice.
Jeno composed himself and turned around.
He tried to hide his smile.
Jaemin had a crisp, oversized light pink blouse with white stripes on paired with white jeans. It matched his pink hair and he looked lovely.
The wet pink of his lips completed the look and made him look so kissable.--
Man, it would be bad if he could hear his thoughts.
"Where is the first suitor waiting?" Jaemin glared.
Okay, stop the bus.
Jaemin just glared.
At him.
But where was his Nana...?
Jeno quickly searched the eyes of the younger, hoping that Jaemin would burst out in a laugh.
Tell him to lighten up and that it was a joke.
But the mercy Jeno seeked wasn't there.
The boy that stood before him was beautiful and warm, yet his eyes radiated cold.
What?
"Hey," Jaemin scoffed and rolled his eyes. His voice laced with annoyance, "We don't have all day here. Stop giving me that face and take me to the first guy."
Jaemin just rolled his eyes at him.
What in the heck was going on?!
Jeno panicked as he tried to keep his composure and cleared his throat.
"Right this way..." Jeno opened the door and lead the way.
That itself, scared Jeno to the bone.
Usually, Jaemin would walk right beside him, chattering away and irresistibly staring at him alone.
But this once, it was different.
Jaemin walked a few strides behind Jeno, silent as if no one was there.
A cold clasp tightened around Jeno's heart.
Why was Jaemin so far away from him..?
Jeno resisted the urge to pull him into a hug right then and there, and opened a door to a parlor.
There, a handsome young man with raven hair gave a small wave.
Jeno watched as Jaemin's eyes sparkled at the boy.
Those eyes.
Always fixated on him.
Why were they on that guy?
Jeno frowned as Jaemin quickly walked in and pulled the boy into a hug.
Jeno clenched his fist.
"It's nice to finally meet you!" Jaemin's cheery and candy-like voice greeted the boy.
"You as well!" The raven-haired boy laughed and tightened the hug with Jaemin.
If Jaemin wasn't in the room, that guy would be dead.
He just hugged his Nana.
Jaemin hadn't hugged a guy in front of him since he started work here!
Who did this guy think he was and why did Jaemin all of a sudden seem so much more excited to do this?
"You."
Jeno felt a stab, as Jaemin didn't say his name.
"How long will you stand there? Shut the door and leave us."
The raven-haired boy looked at Jeno with a smirk and ran his fingers affectionately through Jaemin's haired.
Jaemin looked at Jeno with no emotion, but he melted into the touch of the raven-haired boy.
Jeno was on the verge of smacking that corny grin off that guy's face.
Huffing, Jeno stomped his feet and slammed the door as he left.
---
"He's sooo not cute," Renjun rolled his eyes, playing with his raven hair. "Why like a guy like him?"
"Exactly what I've been questioning!" Jaemin ranted to his best friend.
Apparently, Jaemin had gotten no offers from suitors other than Renjun. But, Renjun only came so they could finally meet for the first time since they were babies. They could only talk through rare texts and calls.
"He seems thick-headed," Renjun shrugged.
"BOI, GIVE ME A SELENA AND TELL ME SOMETHING I DON'T KNOW," Jaemin basically shouted in amazement at his best friend's awesome agreement.
"But seriously, why don't you just tell him that you like him?" Renjun shrugged. "It's not gonna hurt."
Jaemin sighed.
"He's so... distant, Junnie," Jaemin finally explained. "He never touches me or tries to talk to me. I've been trying for a year and he won't even talk to me for more than a sentence. He doesn't even like me!"
Jaemin groaned, frustrated for the nth time today.
"Wanna take a chance to check?" Renjun grinned.
Jaemin shivered.
Renjun was an intellectual, of course he would have to be a little scared.
"Uh like, you cool if I kinda take your first kiss?" Renjun shrugged.
"WHAT?! No!"
"I'll compromise."
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"It was so great to see you," Jaemin chattered away with Jeno glaring at Renjun from behind.
Renjun stayed the whole day and he was about to go home. Jaemin insisted he stay over for a sleepover though.
Renjun debated on it, definitely wanting to spend more time with his childhood friend. Though his neck was going to get sore from the glares Jeno was giving him. It felt like he was about to snap his neck.
On Renjun's conscious, it was a good thing. Maybe Jaemin had a chance.
But seriously, Jaemin didn't notice this jealousy?
Someone please call up Monsta X.
"So are you gonna stay over?" Jaemin asked with puppy eyes.
"Mm... should I?" Renjun gave him a wink.
"Yes! It would be awesome! We can hang and re-watch Goblin together!"
They stopped walking at Jaemin's bedroom door. Jeno still behind them, low-key pissed.
"Hmm..." Renjun grinned. "Nope. Not down to bawl my eyes out. Sorry babe."
Renjun tried to suppress a laugh as he could hear Jeno sharply inhale at nickname.
"W-w-what! What are you s-saying!?" Jaemin blushed in embarrassment at Renjun's sudden nickname.
"I gotta go home, but I'd love to say the night some other time, babe," Renjun winked again.
This time, he made sure Jaemin would blush harder.
The boy was fabulous.
It was all for a good cause.
"S-stop calling me that!" Jaemin stuttered.
"You're so cute~" Renjun pinched Jaemin's cheeks.
"Awww Junnie, stop that~" Jaemin pouted.
"Okay okay, bye babe~" Renjun giggled.
Renjun proceeded to softly cup Jaemin's cheeks with his hands and pull him closer.
Jaemin squealed as the raven-haired boy's lips pressed firmly on his forehead.
Renjun touch the tip of their noses for dramatical effects. The Chinese boy giggled, softly saying the next words.
"I love you."
"Wha--- YAH! YAH HUANG RENJUN!"
Jaemin stomped in confusion and panicked gay as Renjun bolted for his life, knowing Jeno would either pound his face or Jaemin's ass.
Renjun prefered the latter.
"That moomin maniac!" Jaemin pouted, still cutely flustered by his friend's weird behavior.
Jaemin calmed down and sighed, wishing he had tried harder to make Renjun stay.
He didn't want to think about the guy standing next to him right now.
"Yah," Jaemin looked at Jeno. "Would you stop glaring at Renjun? That's rude as fuck."
Jaemin picked up on Jeno's deathly stare at Renjun.
Jeno gave him a blank face.
"Yah? Are you ignoring me now?" Jaemin scoffed in disbelief. "Okay, I guess I'm not a Prince or a guy you've known for a year. Rude bitch, but I see how it is."
Jaemin snapped.
Jeno was being a completed jerk, and he probably disapproved of Renjun. His best friend!
Renjun's another fucking Prince for god's sake. Maybe Jeno would get that through his thick skull-- oh wait, he's a brick head.
"Good night, rude," Jaemin rolled his eyes after waiting for Jeno to speak up.
He gripped the knob on his door, cold metal chilling his warm palm.
Jaemin pulled it open, revealing his bed and shelves of music.
He shut the door and didn't bother to lock it because he just wanted Jeno's face out of his mind.
The pink-haired boy sat on his bed cross-legged. He took off his outfit and slipped on a HUGE oversized sweater since he was cold.
Feeling chilly still, Jaemin grumbled in annoyance and walked to his drawer and pulled on white thigh-high socks.
Satisfied, he sat back down again, his legs forming a V-shape.
It annoyed Jaemin that Jeno was so handsome. His eyes were round and he was so adorable though he did nothing but babble his schedule. His firm-looking arms to his flowing hair. His soft lips that were so juicy---
*BAM*
Jaemin jumped as his bedroom door slammed.
Jeno walked into his room, face still blank.
"What now?" Jaemin rolled his eyes. "Ugh, wasn't I done for the day?"
Jeno walked closer to him.
Jaemin's heart did turns.
"D-don' t you k-know it's r-rude to enter someone's room like t-that..?" Jaemin began to back up on his bed, seeing the scary face on Jeno.
What had he done?
"Rude?" Jeno raised a brow, his low voice sending shivers down Jaemin's spine.
Jaemin gulped, suddenly feeling very exposed in an oversized sweater and long socks.
Jeno squinted, "You know what's rude..?"
Jaemin hugged himself protectively.
Whatever Jeno was doing, it was scary. He prepared his sweater paws to block whatever was coming.
"What is..? W-what's r-rude...?" Jaemin cursed himself for not sounding as cold as he should be at the moment.
"Talking to you," Jeno got on his bed.
"Touching you," Jeno pressed Jaemin onto the mattress.
"Taking you," Jeno pinned Jaemin with his arms, legs on either side of him.
"....kissing you..." Jeno lowered his head down to brush Jaemin's nose.
Jaemin blushed, looking around frantically for a way to get Jeno off.
"Stop."
Jeno's low words shivered from Jaemin's ear to his spine.
"What's rude is that he took what's mine, so let me just remind you who to look at and who to melt into."
Jaemin muffled surprised squeals as Jeno tugged his sweater down and peppered his collar bone with soft kisses.
Warm tingles from his lips on his skin got stronger and stronger as Jeno started to lick and gently bite a few spots.
Jaemin was confused, but muffled the tiny moans from his mouth with his sweater paws.
What was happening?
The younger boy wriggled in embarrassment as Jeno's hands found their way pushing up his sweater and grazing the sides of his hips.
Jeno's lips traveled to his neck, making Jaemin moan into his paws a bit louder.
"Don't hide from me..."
Jeno softly grabbed Jaemin's hands away from his mouth, leaving his hips exposed, and intertwined them both.
He pressed their locked hands into the mattress, leaving Jaemin a blushing, vulnerable mess below him.
Jaemin licked his lips, staring right into Jeno's beautiful round eyes. Jeno couldn't resist Jaemin anymore.
"Just so you know before I start this," Jeno breathily stared at his lips.
"I like you."
And then he was tasting the sweetness of Jaemin's lips. Jeno sucked on his bottom lip, causing Jaemin to let out the worlds most adorable moan.
Jaemin squeezed Jeno's hands, wanting to cover his mouth in embarassment.
"Shh..." Jeno paused. "You sound amazing."
Jaemin, flushed red and trying not to curl up, gave in and kissed Jeno back. He slowly but surely responded to the kisses and the feelings Jeno pressed into them.
Gentle and sincere.
"J-jeno...." Jaemin pressed his eyes closed as Jeno began to speed up, firmly pressing him into the bed and licking his bottom lip for entrance.
Jaemin's stomach danced with excitement. He opened, allowing Jeno to explore every corner of him.
Jeno's legs made their way in between Jaemin's, spreading him.
Jaemin moaned as Jeno slid down to his thighs, pulling down his long socks and pressing warm kisses on the inner of his thighs. They made him feel funny knots in his stomach.
Jeno's lips sweetly made their way up Jaemin's thighs as the younger cutely moaned his name.
"J-Jeno-ahhh~... nnghhhnnn...."
Jeno went back up to eye level with Jaemin, both panting lightly. He relaxed a bit as they touched the tip of their noses.
"I'm going to start now," Jeno softly said to Jaemin.
Jaemin widened his eyes in embarassment. He turned away.
"Are you ready? I can't stop once you allow me to," Jeno whispered in his ear, making him shudder.
Jaemin wrapped his arms shyly around Jeno's neck.
"...d-do it... ...t-take m-me..." Jaemin blushed madly.
"I'll make you feel good, Nana..."
Jeno gripped the sweater, quickly pulling it off Jaemin and doing the same to himself as well.
"I love you, baby."
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Jaemin snuggled into Jeno's arms, nuzzling against his bare chest. He hugged the older close to him. Exhausted, they calmed their breathing.
Sinking into sleep, the two boys whispered things to each other.
"Jeno..?"
"Yeah?"
"Why didn't you ever touch me..?"
Jeno pressed a kiss on his forehead.
"Because I didn't want to rush things if I did."
"So... when did you start to like me..?"
Jeno just smiled warmly and settled Jaemin into the crook of his neck.
"You were always my little prince."
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(a/n:
WHAT DID I JUST WRITE.
*throws herself off a bridge*
Yeah, I'm sorry for the sucky 1/2 SMUT. I'm really not good at writting it. Maybe it's because in real life, I'm a bit too soft. (Probably the softest 1/2 SMUT y'all have read)
Please don't kill me. >////<
This is like... the first time I've ever written SMUT.
So this sucked....
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