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sincerelyella · 3 years

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It’s Your Love - happy birthday Burnsy!

Book: The Royal Romance (AU)

Pairings: Drake x OC (Alyssa); Liam x MC (Ella)

Song Inspiration: It’s Your Love by Tim McGraw & Faith Hill

Characters belong to Pixelberry; OC Alyssa Devereaux belongs to my sister @burnsoslow; Ella Brooks belongs to me.

Summary: The gang coordinates a surprise for Alyssa’s birthday.

A/N: It’s my Burnsy’s birthday and I’m sure everything I’m going to say she already knows! Firstly, I’m so sorry I changed my mind about which AU and which song for this fic like 47545024 million trillion times. Burns just freaking gets me mmkay? She’s my nakie twin, my soul sister, my football bestie and my biggest cheerleader. GUYS! Idk how I could have gotten through this year without her checking in on me, our football conversations or her amazing (and haaawwwwt) fics. Some dialogue in this fic, btw, was taken from a conversation we really had (and as usual, she is hilarious).

Burns, you know that I love you a BUTT TON and I will fight ANYBODY for you (where’s my vaseline?!) Thank you for always being in my corner, for giving me SEVERAL pep talks this year (because I’m dramatic), for believing in me when I sometimes didn’t believe in myself, and for loving me SO HARD. I really hope you have an amazing day and you enjoy your bday dessert and that you like this little fic.

-> please note, this is a rereblog and I am adding this fic to my ML. Today is not actually our sweet Burnsy’s birthday even though we would all like it to be lol

A/N2: This is set in The Loft AU by the way! Check it out here if you haven’t seen these guys’ shenanigans.

Warnings: Adult language, sexual innuendos, and major fluff guys!! The birthday girl wanted to be swooned and I will do my damndest to give her whatever she wants today.

Thank you so much @alyssalauren for letting me vent and letting me harass you with my whining … and listening to me change my mind about this for WEEKS - and also prereading for me along with @ofpixelsandscribbles. I love you guys so much!

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Alyssa was not feeling well. The more she coughed, the more she felt like death. “Oh, God, I feel like my brain is going to explode into itty bitty pieces,” she moaned with her arm draped over her face.

Drake bit his lip in an effort to stop a chuckle. She’s so fucking cute, and whiny. But cute. “Baby, it’s just a cold, you’ll be fine.” He slid onto their large king-sized bed and began to rub her lower back.

“It’s not! It’s the plague! Those kids at school don’t cover their mouths and sneeze up into the air! Like, I can see particles of their spit, just wafting,” she complained as she waved her hand in the air, mimicking the particles. “I bet you it landed on me or I inhaled that shit and now, look at me!” Her cute nose was reddened slightly from blowing out copious amounts of snot. She was seriously thinking about shoving some tissue in each nostril just to make sure nothing dripped.

Drake moved his hands upward and massaged her shoulders gently. “I can make you some soup,” he nibbled on her earlobe. “And make you feel … relaxed.”

“Mmmm,” she shivered at his words and sniffled. “Yes, baby, make me feel relaxed!”

A little while later

After Drake’s impressive two hour session of making Alyssa feel better, loud knocks sounded at their bedroom door.

“Lyssa!” Ella bellowed. “Lyss, you’re not answering my phone calls! Are you dead?!”

“No,” she croaked from the bed and stifled a laugh when Drake tripped trying to put on his boxers. “I was just getting my back blown out by my hot boyfriend.”

“Ew, TMI! Okay, are you covered up? I’m coming in!”

“No!” Drake yelled as he hurriedly threw on his pants. “Do not come in here, Brooks! I’m fucking naked!”

“Like I haven’t seen a naked man before,” Ella pushed open the door and rolled her eyes at Drake. “You aren’t even naked, Walker, get a grip.”

“No damn privacy around here,” he grumbled as he looked for a shirt in the closet.

“Hi!” Alyssa called out hoarsely from the bed as she tucked her comforter around her naked body. “I didn’t go to work today, I felt like death was coming for me.”

“I could hear you coughing from the kitchen. So, your blood pressure and that gnarly cough you have are what’s concerning me.”

“Yeah,” Lyss frowned and sniffed. “The cough is rough.”

“And gunky huh? Are you spitting up weird colored stuff?”

“No, it's clear and phlegmy!”

Ella narrowed her eyes on her best friend. “Lyss, did you take your blood pressure today?”

“I … umm no, I don’t like the machine.”

Ella let out a sigh. “You have to babe!”

Lyss’s bottom lip quivered. “I get scared my arm will explode.”

“Lyssa.”

The lip quiver always works with Drake. “… yes?”

“Your arm won’t explode.”

“If it malfunctions it could!”

Ella rubbed her hands over her face. “Alyssa!”

“In one of the Halloween movies, Michael Myers killed someone in the hospital by putting a BP cuff around their neck and pumping it until their head exploded!”

“What the fuck? Okay, no more Halloween movies for you!”

“But-”

“It’s not going to explode, Alyssa. You need to take your blood pressure. Do I have to hogtie you?”

“No ma’am, I’m taller than you!”

“By ½ an inch!”

Ella switched tactics. “If you don’t do this, I’m going to get Drake on you.”

Lyss giggled. “That’s hardly a punishment.”

Ella’s eye twitched and Alyssa held back a laugh.

After another 10 minutes, Alyssa finally agreed to only check her blood pressure if Ella did it for her and Drake had to hold her hand. Once the numbers were acceptable to Ella, Alyssa added to her terms. “Also, I want chicken noodle soup and those little soup crackers” - she sniffled - “and coffee.”

“Why not tea? That’s better I think,” Ella brushed some hair off of her best friend’s forehead.

“Coffee.”

“Cream isn’t a good idea for-”

Drake gave Ella a look.

“I mean … sure!”

“I’ll get started on that, baby,” Drake leaned over to kiss his girlfriend on top of her head. “Be right back.”

Ella waited until he closed the bedroom door behind him. “Lyssa.”

“Hmm?” She was already settled into the fluffy pillow and her eyes fluttered shut.

“Do you have a fever?” Not waiting for an answer, Ella leaned forward and felt Alyssa’s forehead with the back of her hand.

“Nu-uh,” Lyss mumbled and coughed.

“Lyss?”

“Yeah?”

“Don’t you want to put on some clothes?”

“Mmm, nope, I’m good naked.”

Ella chuckled. “Okay.”

She stood and left Lyss alone to rest. Ella wandered into the kitchen to find Liam and Drake as they stared into a large pot of broth.

“Is she asleep?” Drake asked while he stirred.

“Yep, she’s passed out,” Ella peered into the pot. “You need to add more onions.”

Drake tasted the broth again and shrugged. “Okay, more onions it is.”

Liam handed Drake the bowl of green onions. “So, what do you have planned for her birthday? Are you proposing yet?”

“I had planned to take her to the park and have a picnic,” Drake paused as he tasted the broth again from the ladle. “But seeing as how she’s not wanting to leave the bedroom, I might have to rethink my plan.”

“Hmmm,” Liam tapped his fingers over his mouth. “Why don’t you just have a picnic in the bedroom with her?”

“I guess,” Drake frowned. “That’s not very romantic.”

“You’re trying to be romantic, Walker?” Leo said as he walked into the kitchen with Maxwell with several bags from Nordstrom.

“Yeah, I am, if you must know.”

“I can help you out!” Leo’s wide grin made Drake narrow his eyes.

“What’s in it for you, Rys?”

“Oh, I just love helping my friends! Let me put all my stuff down in the bedroom, I’ll be right back.”

As soon as Leo was out of earshot, Drake hissed. “I don’t trust him!”

“I know,” Max replied. “It’s Leo we’re talking about. After he saw the movie Titanic he started the Billy Zane fan club.”

Ella stopped washing the dishes in the sink and turned. “Wait, what?!”

“Yeah,” Liam added. “Look it up, they’re called the Zaniacs.”

“Why does that make me angrier than anything he’s ever done?!”

Liam shrugged. “He also roots for Billy Zabka’s character in The Karate Kid.”

“Alright, guys! It’s romance time!” Leo announced as he came back to the kitchen.

Three days later

Leo, Maxwell, and Liam were busy setting up things for Drake and Alyssa’s outing at the beach.

“Why is Ella not helping us?” Maxwell huffed as he and Leo carried large boxes of twinkling lights.

“She’s here for Lyss, and to make sure Walker doesn’t sweat too much and get dehydrated,” Leo laughed as all three looked at Drake in the kitchen pacing back and forth.

“Fuck you guys,” his chocolate brown hair a mess after running his fingers through them more times than he can count. “I’m just … nervous.”

“Yeah, we can see that,“ Leo cackled as they walked out into the hallway and waited for the elevator.

“It’s going to work,” Liam reassured his best friend as he grabbed the guitar by the door and followed Max and Leo out.

“Drake, it’s going to be fine,” Ella put her hands on his shoulders to stop him from wandering around the kitchen; it was making her dizzy. “Liam is the King of Romance. Don’t listen to Leo, Alyssa is going to say yes.”

“How do you know that?” He began to babble and couldn’t stop himself. “What if this is too soon? What if she hates my singing? What if she says no?”

“You should be worried about whether she’ll get out of bed,” Ella looked towards the bedroom door.

“Oh my God, is she still in bed?!” He inhaled too quickly and began to cough.

“Okay, Walker, I was kidding. You know she adores you. She said ‘I love you’ first for crying out loud,” she gave him a concerned look. “Are you getting sick?”

“No, I don’t … get sick,” he sputtered as he continued to cough.

“Well you are pretty delicate, maybe you should slow down.”

He waved off her comment as his coughs began to dissipate. “I’m not delicate, I’m just” - he lowered his voice to a whisper yell - “proposing to my girlfriend and I don’t even know if she’s going to like this damn plan!”

Ella rolled her eyes. “Okay, so let’s just forget that you got sick watching Frozen.”

Drake glared. “No. I did not.”

“You also got a nosebleed watching Up,” she smirked.

“Oh my God, will you ever let that go?!”

Ella let out a chuckle. “Okay, fine then, why don’t you go and take a shower?”

“I already did,” Drake looked down at his sweat-stained shirt.

“Yeah, why don’t you go and take another one.”

He nodded. “Be right back.”

30 minutes later

“El! I need help!”

“Lyssa? What’s wrong?” Ella let herself into the bedroom Alyssa and Drake shared.

“My sinuses hurt and I dropped my dress and my book on the floor.”

“Okay?”

“Can you pick it up for me? It hurts to bend over.”

Ella hid a smile and bent to pick up Alyssa’s black dress and her book titled Remember Two Things. “I’ve been meaning to read this, how is it so far?”

“Oh it is so good,” Lyss put the book on her nightstand and pulled the dress over her head. “I’m at chapter 18 and these two have been in love since college-”

“No spoilers! I’m going to read it after you,” Ella found Lyss’ shoes under the bed and helped her put them on. “You take that medication I gave you?”

“The pill was too big.”

“Alyssa!”

“I’m kidding, yes, I took it,” she dimpled. “It was a gel capsule.”

Ella let out a sigh of relief. “Okay, good. You don’t need your sinuses to act up while you’re out.”

“Where is he taking me?”

“It’s a surprise.”

“Why?”

“You know why.”

Alyssa pouted. “No, I don’t.”

Drake appeared in the doorway with a brand new shirt that was miraculously dry. “Ready baby?”

“Yeah, I’m ready,” she stood and wrapped her arms around her best friend. “Thank you for helping me!”

Ella shooed the couple out the door and quickly called Liam to let them know they were on their way.

***

“Baby, why did you take another shower?” Alyssa eyed Drake’s damp hair.

“I … slipped in something Max spilled on the floor in the kitchen.” Fuck, I suck at lying.

“Oh,” Lyss chewed on her bottom lip and studied Drake’s side profile as he drove his truck through the streets of Los Angeles. “I was thinking … you’ve taken such good care of me while I’ve been whiny and sick and I wanted to thank you.”

“Of course, I care about you.”

“I love you, baby, I feel like we’re so good together.”

“We are, Lyss, I love you too,” he reached over and intertwined his fingers with hers.

Drake slowly pulled the truck into a parking spot and turned off the engine. “Come on, I have something I want to show you.”

Alyssa nodded. She hopped out of the car and took Drake’s outstretched hand as he led her into a walkway with arching shrubs above them. “What is this place?”

“It used to be a secret spot I went to when I was single,” he glanced down at her while she stared up at the greenery in awe. “I would just come down here to be alone.”

Suddenly, the archway lit up in thousands of little twinkling lights that illuminated their way down to the end of the walkway. “Oh my God,” Alyssa squealed. “I love this so much, it’s beautiful!” They came to the end of the lights and began to walk onto sand.

“Only a little bit further,” Drake mumbled as he took in the ocean, then focused his gaze on the large purple blanket that was sprawled out on the sand a few yards in front of them.

“What’s that?”

“It’s a little picnic the guys set up for us,” he gave Alyssa a nervous smile. “Are you hungry?”

“Yes! What’s for dinner?”

“Taco pizza and for dessert,” Drake excitedly climbed onto the blanket after removing his shoes. “S’mores brownie pie.”

“S’mores?!” Alyssa peeked into the large basket that held the pie. “Can we eat dessert first?”

Drake let out a loud laugh. “Whatever you want, baby it’s your birthday.”

Lyss opened the box where the taco pizza sat and she inhaled deeply. “Oh, no, we’re eating this first.” She grabbed a plate and separated two pieces, one for her, one for Drake.

“Thank you.”

They settled into a comfortable silence as they watched the waves cascade over the sand; the sun was slowly fading, disappearing behind the ocean, leaving its yellow-orange coloring over the blue hue of the water. Alyssa was sitting in between Drake’s legs, her back against his chest.

“This hit the spot,” she patted her stomach. “Taco pizza just like in Remember Two Things.”

“That’s where I got the idea from,” he kissed her on top of her head. “You told me how taco pizza sounded amazing and I had to get that for you.”

“You are amazing,” she leaned her head back and touched her lips to his. “Is that a guitar? Why didn’t I notice that before?”

Drake’s face turned a bright shade of red. “Uh, yeah, I had Liam bring his guitar out here.”

“Do you” - she pulled away from him and turned all the way around with widened eyes - “do you play guitar, baby?”

He nervously scratched the back of his neck. “I … Well, sort of. Liam taught me when we were teenagers.”

“That is so hot,” Lyss mumbled and she bit her bottom lip. “Will you play for me?”

Drake nodded. “Hopefully I’m not too rusty, it’s been years.”

“I know I will love it.”

Drake picked up the acoustic guitar behind him and began to tune it. His eyebrows furrowed in concentration as he went through each string and turned the knobs in turn. Alyssa watched as he dug into his jean pocket and pulled out a guitar pick. How is a man with a guitar so sexy?

“Here goes nothing.”

He strummed the guitar and smiled when it didn’t sound off-key. He took in a deep breath and began to sing.

Dancing in the dark, Middle of the night

Taking your heart, And holding it tight

Emotional touch, Touching my skin

And askin' you to do, What you've been doing

All over again

Alyssa was taken aback. She had no idea he played guitar or sang a note until today. Drake Walker singing country music just did something to her; not to mention the fact that she loved this song.

Oh, it's a beautiful thing, Don't think I can keep it all in

I just gotta let you know, What it is that won't let me go

She couldn’t stop herself, she started to sing along with him. It was a duet anyway.

It's your love, It just does something to me

It sends a shock right through me, I can't get enough

And if you wonder, About the spell I'm under

Oh it's your love

Their eyes were locked as they sang together. Alyssa harmonizing with him made his stomach do flip flops. He was a nervous wreck just thinking about singing and playing this damn guitar in front of her. But once she started to sing, he wanted to stop so he could hear her angelic voice instead of his rough one.

“Drake?”

Her voice pulled him out of his thoughts. “Oh, sorry, I didn’t realize I stopped.”

“That was so beautiful,” Lyss’ eyes were full of unshed tears. “I had no idea you could sing, baby.”

“I’m sorry I stopped, I wanted to hear your voice instead of mine.”

“Come on, let’s keep going!”

“I … I wanted to ask you something first.”

“Okay, what’s up?”

He set the guitar down on the blanket next to him and reached into his other pocket. “Lyssa,” he pulled out a black velvet box but didn’t open his hand just yet. “I wanted to make your birthday special, and I was so fucking nervous because I didn’t know if you’d like all this.”

“Anything we do together I love, baby,” she grasped his free hand with both of hers. “Don’t ever think I won’t like something you plan for us.”

Drake nodded. “I love you and I chose that song because it’s your love that keeps me wanting to wake up every morning,” he opened his left hand and she saw the box in his hand.

“Is that …”

“Alyssa Devereaux,” Drake opened the ring box and there sat three round diamonds on a gold setting. “Will you marry me?”

The tears were falling and one hand was clamped over her mouth in shock. She was crying so hard and overwhelmed with so much emotion that she struggled to speak. “Y-yes, Drake, yes!”

Drake’s entire face lit up at her words; he slid the ring on her finger and leaned over to kiss her. “Do you have any idea how happy you’ve made me?”

Cheers erupted from behind some bushes behind them, and the couple turned in surprise. Leo, Maxwell, Liam, and Ella jumped out, all with their phone cameras pointed in Drake and Lyss’s direction.

Drake scowled. “What the fuck?”

“Guys!” Alyssa jumped up and waved her left hand in the air. “We’re engaged!” Ella pulled her in for a big hug and the two of them began jumping up and down.

“Nice going, Walker,” Leo smirked as he shoved the last piece of taco pizza in his mouth. “You still sing real pretty too, just like in middle school.”

“Fuck off, Rys,” Drake snarled.

“You did good, brother,” Liam stepped forward and pulled his best friend in for a manly hug.

Drake gave him a half-smile. “Thanks for setting this up, and for all your help, Li. I know Twiddle-Dumb and Twiddle-Dee didn’t help much.”

Liam shrugged. “They picked up your pizza and pie. Got one for themselves while we were waiting for you to pop the question.”

“Taco pizza is the bomb,” Maxwell announced with a mouth full of food. “You guys are engaged! When’s the wedding?!”

“We’re still on cloud nine from being engaged, Max,” Alyssa chuckled. “We’ll all plan it out when we’re ready.”

“All of them?” Drake asked incredulously as the gang began to clean up the picnic area. “All of them are helping us plan?”

“You’re stuck with us forever, gorgeous,” Leo called out to Lyss. “You sure that’s what you want?”

Alyssa looked over at her fiancé, who just so happened to look at her. “I am so sure.”

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imagine-wannaone · 6 years

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Ong Seongwoo Royalty Au

Okay so I normally read over fics katie sends back to me before uploading but my laptop just spend 2 hours uploading so I have no time uh. but happy Christimas/ Christmas Eve if you celebrate, or happy winter holidays (Or if not simply have a good few days. There should be a pic up on the 29th or arond for my bday aaaaaye.

> • Okay so growing up in the spotlight of being a prince is kinda awful yanno, > • Literally everything you do is written in the papers or in a blog post and you’re criticised for every little thing you do, > • There’s just no escape, > • And the king and queen know this, so when they had a son they sent him to live with all the civilians in the city to grow up normally, > • They actually visited him at least once a month secretly, > • They didn’t tell him they were the king and queen but by the time he was around 10 or so he knew anyway because how can you not know the faces of your royalty?? > • So he kept his relationship identity undercover and grew up a secret royal, > • It’d probably give any one else a complex, right? > • Not Ong Seongwoo, oh no, > • This boy is honestly so chill and laid back he just goes with the flow and laughs his way through life, > • But also works v v hard, don’t get me wrong this boy doesn’t rely on his heritage for success, > • He works hard to make his own name, > • A future king cannot rely on everyone else around him to do things, > • So he’s out there being a young bean enjoying a civilian life, > • Your parents are both nobles and very close to the king and queen, > • They’re almost like advisors but fun? They help make a lot of decisions whilst staying friends with the royals, > • Almost an impossible job let’s be real, > • But that means they’re almost always busy so you just trundle around the palace as a toddler, > • Which is free of any other kids, > • How lonely, > • Your life is split between school work, which is half private tutoring and half normal school, > • And spending your time in the palace tryna entertain yourself, > • But because of your already high up position paired with the amount of spare time you have, you spend a lot of time in etiquette classes, learning how to act regally and whatnot infront of cameras, > • Because you’re thought to be replacing your parents in the future, > • You’ll be in the spotlight as a representative a lot oops, > • It really kinda frustrates you how your life is already planned out for you, > • But then so is royalty so you’re gunna have to just bare with it, > • And while you listen and learn well, any time you’re allowed to relax (aka school£ you are also chill as hell, > • What’s better than spending a day with awful posture, propped in bed in PJ’s infront of a laptop? > • Absolutely nothing fight me ;-; > • But you still know etiquette and manners books back to front and reversed again, > • And the fact you’re a good actor really helps like damn, > • So when the Prince turns 18, Seongwoo is revealed as prince as bought to the palace as a new home, > • Everyone in the palace is rushing around, panicking at the arrival of the new prince, > • You just sit one of the balconies overlooking the dining room and watch the commotion infront if you, > • Lmao you’re hiding, your tutor is looking for you to put you in one of those fancy dresses to meet the prince but you honestly can’t be bothered, > • And hate those frilly dresses the old woman likes, > • Don’t get me wrong the woman was pretty much like a nan to you, you loved her dearly but her dress sense wasn’t great, > • You didn’t want to meet the future king in a dress like that, > • But you also didn’t understand everyone’s panic, > • The prince had grown up a civilian, and yeah he probably expected a lot at the palace, but he’d probably just be happy with a nice meal and a few fancy suits, > • You didn’t approve of them throwing him in at the deep end, he’d probably feel way out of his league and unable to keep up with everyone and their well painted faces and fake manners ready to cater to his every move, > • You knew it was a privilege, a huge one, but you knew it was extremely unnecessary and often tiring, but it did give people jobs, > • You and your parents donate your ‘wages’ to charity because what was the point of hoarding money like some of the other nobles? > • Ruins the economy, > • (Again for the selfish rich people in the back) > • So you just sit and watch the hustle and bustle until one of your parents eagle eyes spot you and you use the foundation beam as a fireman’s pole to reach the bottom, > • Lmao you know how to make the most of your surroundings, > • So you then prowl away to go and avoid frilly dresses and find yourself a nice simple dress or some dress trousers and a nice shirt, > • Honestly either, both are cute as heck anyway, > • You have to follow protocol and arrive perfectly on time, to the second, easily find your place next to one of your parents near the head of the table where the prince will be for the dinner, and look around the huge table, packed with stuck up nobles that make you roll your eyes, > • Of course not all of them, there’s a few with the exact same attitude as you, making eye contact and sending true smiles, but you know for one that this dinner will drag, > • And while you get the royals plan, to throw him straight in to get him used to the surprises and things he may have to do in the future, you think it’s kinda unfair, > • But it’s not your place, > • YET, > • (But boi do you have a few points of improvement in your mind) > • To say anything, so you sit up straight and smile like everyone else, > • So all eyes are on the prince when you stand for his entrance, everyone trying to suss him out and figure out how to get on his good side, > • You think it’s really sad some of the nobles think like that, > • But you lay your eyes on a boy, the same age as you, in a smart suit, patterned nicely, brown hair styled expertly and with a devilishly handsome face, > • He walks in nonchalantly, relaxed and confident, but as he approaches his seat next to his parents you watch his interior too become more and more tense and overwhelmed, although he shows little signs of this, > • You want to scoop the poor boy up and take him to the balconies, where the loudest noise is the wind in the trees and the only eyes belong to the birds in the sky and the squirrels in the bushes, > • Aka your favourite place, where it seems like no noise or hustle can break the serenity, > • But the dinner drags and the new Prince Seongwoo almost gets drilled with questions, interrogated on questions people know are way out of his current league, > • But he copes as well as he can, although you unconsciously notice a few moves you wouldn’t have done, > • Stupid things like eating with the wrong fork or sitting wrong, > • You hate yourself for picking it up because you know all the others will as well, > • But you feel almost as exhausted as the boy, who you occasionally make eye contact with and send him soft, genuine smiles, > • You hope he can tell you’re genuine, sending him your confidence and not one of the others, with sly questions and wicked smiles, > • When you deem acceptable, you excuse yourself from the dinner, to the surprise of none but the prince himself as you’re always the first out of the fancy meals, > • Your parents are so jealous as they have to sit there with lots of people they don’t trust, hA, > • But you’re shook when you walk down the corridor towards your own suite when the Prince himself jogs up to your side and greets you, > • You do a double take and straighten your back before you can comprehend, > • At a closer look, the prince is tall and slender, but owns a charming boyish grin and flawless skin, home to a small triangle of freckles and warm eyes, making the future king truly approachable and sweet looking, > • You’re about to greet him as if a royal, as you should, but hold yourself back a little, > • it’s Seongwoo’s first day in the palace, it’ll probably be nice to hear a voice not stuck in a formal polite tone, right? > • You take the risk because??? Why the hell not???? > • “Seongwoo, right? I’m Y/N” > • Coupled with a warm smile, it seems to relax Seongwoo indefinitely, his shoulders coming down from his tense posture and the relaxed smile of when he first walked into the dining room returning, > • “I’m so glad I’ve found someone who isn’t old with a fake smile, oh god I was going to lose hope” > • His casual words and quick gathering of what the nobles are like makes you laugh, > • “How’d you escape them? The royals normally have to leave last,” > • The look seongwoo sends you shows he’s not totally pleased with this new peice of information, > • But thats how everyone left the meal to find the new prince and the advisors/nobels daughter laughing together in a hallway, > • But that’s also how you where thrown the painfully hard job of teaching Seongwoo how to behave as a royal in public, > • Now let me tell you, you didn’t exactly ask for this job, > • But the royals saw how well the two of you got on, and you always pulled it out the bag with your manners in social events, so assigned you the task, > • They actually knew how hard it was going to be but wanted to challenge you as you hadn’t yet found much to do in the palace, > • They’re laughing behind your back, > • And while you get on with seongwoo, being his 'teacher’ is a whole different thing, > • Seongwoo Is a jem of a person, and now holds the place of your best friend, but that may be s leading reason of why he’s a car crash with you, > • He gets so easily distracted, > • He just doesn’t retain any information, > • He may look like a regal god, but it lasts for 5 seconds before he trips over his feet, > • You want to scream, > • You do, > • He joins in, > • Do you blame him? No, > • But you drag him through the lessons though and slowly, so so slowly, but steadily you notice improvements that makes your little heart swell, > • Not only because that means he’s actually Listening to you and learning, but it also means your closest friend is progressing and settling in well, > • Not that he always is, > • Sometimes you sit with him as he panics about his future role as king, or as he breaks down about how he feels inept, > • You understand his frustration of being told what to do all the time, having no choice in his own future, > • But you know you can never comprehend the weight that pushes his shoulders to the ground about his royal heritage, > • So you sit with him, wrapping your arms around him and you let him feel, > • But Seongwoo is generally jolly and jokey, bringing a smile to your face and making your heart flutter, > • So you’re tackling Seongwoo’s weak point, > • His pOsTUre, > • Omg that guy cannot walk like a natural human what has he been doing for the last years of his life to make him sit like that? > • So you decide with the classic walk with books on your head™ > • Because that’s how you learnt although you have no idea if it even works, > • But it looks funny Anyway, > • And with so much free time around the palace you’re basically a troll, > • So you’ve got 5 books piled on your bed and Seongwoo has got 2 slipping around on his shiney locks, > • “So you’re telling me, Y/N, that you can hold those books on your head no matter what?” > • Seongwoo’s look of disbelief makes you laugh, > • Seongwoo has not been able to keep more than 3 books on his head for a minute in the last week and it honestly blew your mind a little how awful he was, > • It was slightly adorable, > • “No matter what,” > • You repeat and spin in a circle, you feel the books shift minutely but change to accommodate them, > • “See it’s not so- DiD yoU jUsT kIsS mE?!” > • The clatter of both of your books breaks the silence blanketing your mind, > • Seongwoo had, indeed, just kissed you, > • With the grace and agility of a damn gazette, Seongwoo had stepped forward, his lips pressing gently but quickly against yours, sparks jumping through your skin, > • “No matter what, huh?” > • Seongwoo’s cheeky eyebrow raise and eye flicking between you and the books on the floor make your cheeks redden but you both laugh, > • Wow what a beautiful start of a relationship full of laughter and honesty, > • aka the best relationship???? > • Seongwoo has pure talent in making others feel wanted and full of happiness, but he need you to help him feel that aswell, > • Because Seongwoo was born to be king, and even with his newly acquired manners, feels extremely out of his league, > • But with you by his side, squeezing his hand for support and full of smiles fill him with confidence, the whole task doesn’t seem so daunting,

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