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A long day. That's exactly what it had been for Minho. He was stuck in that godforsaken academy his parents sent him to and now they were trying to 'polish him to perfection' and he surely did not like that. All the dressing fancy, speaking nicely and even being forced to always be on his best manners just really weren't for him.
He loved the freedom of being in the forest.. Of using his skills in the field of archery for his own little competitions with himself.
For a long time he had been satisfied with sneaking out at night to let loose and do whatever he pleased.. But ever since he had seen a specific cute boy in the forest at night, he was on edge all day and wanted to see him again so badly.
His full cheeks had reminded him of a squirrel. The deep chocolate eyes made him feel jittery and really.. the whole boy was just bringing his interest and curiosity on its peak.
He couldn't stand it anymore, so after dawn, he snuck out again to see him again and just maybe finally get to know him.
Minho went to the place he had first seen the mysterious young man at. He assumed him to be about his age, maybe a little younger.. He appeared to be shy too as he rather had stayed away from him and his, clearly easy to weaponize against him, bow. He wasn't going to give up though, just because he had a feeling that today was the day to see him again.
So it was, because as he walked by the Trees, he saw a dark figure a little further away from him. Immidiately his eyes went wide and he carefully tried to approach him
"squirrel boy! Please don't run away again.. I want to talk to you"
"w-who are you? stay away from me!"
"calm down.. I'm not here to hurt you. My name is Minho.. do you remember me?"
"wait.. Lee Minho, that famous award winning archer from the academy!"
"that is, in fact, the last thing I wanted you to find out"
Minho laughed akwardly and slowly sat down beside one of the trees. The cute guy seemed to feel a little less endangered due to that and slowly approached, making him more visible in the dim lighting they had due to the minimal lights Minho carried and the Moonlight shining through the leaves of the trees they were surrounded by.
This was why he loved the forest.. It gave him a taste of freedom and showed him the beauty of what was outside of the grey walls of his strict academy. He wanted nothing more than to escape from there. He was desperate for it even.
"what.. are you even doing out here? oh! right, my name is Jisung"
"Jisung.. what a cute name~ well you see, I feel trapped in there. It's very strict so I… come here at night, to escape and breathe"
"oh.. I never thought you would be like that. In TV you always seemed to enjoy being in the spotlight and all"
"oh I actually hate it.. It's awful"
he couldn't help but chuckle again, just because the boy, whose name he now knew was Jisung, really assumed how he was due to his presence in the media.
Jisung approached more and more until he was eventually sitting in front of him, not seeming scared at all anymore. Rather he now seemed confident, flirty almost. It was intriguing for him.. He had never really gotten to experience romance and anything regarding that due to the academy's strict rules and their absolutely awful and to some extent probably illegal punishments. Doing something forbidden gave him that.. little rush of adrenaline and he wanted more, more, more of it.
"do you want to flee?"
"h-huh..? oh.. I.. never really thought about that.."
"flee with me, let me show you what freedom actually is"
"whoa whoa whoa slow down- I don't even know you!"
"So what? Will you just stay put for the rest of your life? Come on, I know you want me to safe you, little princess~"
He was feeling an insane mix of feelings that led to a blank yet blushed face and him staring for a good five seconds.
"Who you calling princess here, I am a queen if anything, you peasant. Now listen to your queens orders and come here tomorrow by dawn to take me into a life free of those burdens"
"I'll await you, your highness"
Jisung disappeared now.. but still he couldn't stop himself from breaking into soft little giggles. He stayed a little more, letting their conversation sink in before he made his way back into the academy and into his room without ever getting caught.
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The next day, he was all jittery and got scolded for it multiple times.. but as dawn neared he locked himself into his room and packed a bag with the most essential things. He even changed into some of the very few casual and comfortable clothes he had. In the end he only took those along with a little cat plushie anyway. Ofcourse he couldnt let go of his bow and arrows either.
Like that, he by dawn snuck out into the forest as per usual and tried to find the spot he had been at just a day prior.
In fact, he was disappointed when Jisung was nowhere to be seen, therefore a sad little exhale left him.. That was before Jisung tapped him on the shoulder from behind and made him yelp as well asstumble a few steps away. When he realized that it was only his squirrel boy, he sighed in relief and annoyance as he shook his head.
"You're awful.. this just now wasn't cool you know?"
"don't be so sensitive baby~ c'mon let's go now before we get caught"
He grumbled now and only hesitantly followed him through the forest. He still knew where they were.. but at some point he started to feel uneasy due to losing orientation and therefore started holding onto him. Except for the little teasing grin, to which he responded with a huff, he didnt get much of a reaction to it. Instead he just quietly let himself be led through the parts of the forest that he didn't even slightly know.
Soon they came upon a little cottage, hidden behind a big rock formation. Near it was a little field where plants grew which he couldn't make out exactly what kind of plants. He was amazed.. it seemed so cozy and.. free.
Jisung took him inside.. showing him the limited but pretty space. He loved it here already and the fact that it was probably dangerous for him to be here slipped completely from his mind.
"this.. is beautiful, gosh"
" not as beautiful as you, darling "
Suddenly, Jisungs whispering sounded full of dread.. a feeling that left him both scared and intrugued.
Soon enough, he got more or less an answer about what the young man seemed to be planning due to him pushing Minho up against the wall and more or less trying to devour him with his wild and messy kisses.
His more or less inexperienced self could only barely keep up with it.. After all he had been the academy's 'wonder child' and was supervised extra strictly just so he would purely focus on improving his skills and his school work. Ofcourse he had gotten to sneak away for quick make out session a few times but he still didn't really have the experience to deal with what he was getting at the moment.
Quickly he found himself so overwhelmed that he roughly pushed him away and tried to catch his breath. Then, he ran away, trying to find his way back home.. even though he hated calling the place that due to never really feeling at home.
Of course it wouldn't be that easy, as soon he got lost he had to stop and hope to be found. Therefore he sat down by a tree. He waited quietly and listened to the surroundings he was in..
Not long after, he heard faint humming, making him gasp and shake in fear and terror.
He was coming for him and knew this part of the forest better than he did.
Breathe. Slow. Quiet and only through the nose. In and out.
Don't move. All lights out. Calm down.
He couldn't.. He was too scared of what the boy who seemed so cute and harmless at first would do to him.
breathe in
the humming got louder, he started hearing footsteps.
breathe out
why didn't he just take out his bow to shoot him?
stomp stomp stomp
right, he couldn't see as it was too dark.
he was screwed.
He fell deep into panic and fear and as a consequence even lost track of his surroundings.
What if he was going to rape him? Was he planning to kill him? Would he torture him? abuse him?
Then, suddenly, he was being picked up and thrown over someone's shoulder, who he soon figured out to be Jisung, ofcourse only after a yelp. He tried to free himself, struggling and hitting him but all he got in return was little chuckles.
Then, a strong pain on the back of his head and his vision slowly faded into black.
When he woke up, he found himself on the bed that stood in the cottage, tied by his wrists and ankles and with a strong, mind blurring headache.
He was terrified of what was going to happen to him now that Jisung had caught him and could basically do whatever he wanted to him.. and he must have been out for quite long as the sun was starting to rise and slowly brought natural daylight in through the windows.
His first act was ofcourse trying to free himself, which was of no use as he was tightly tied down and could barely move
"oh baby.. you're awake~"
"w-what do you want from me?!"
"I just want to play.. come on.. be a good boy and behave hm?"
He fell silent now, watching him step closer and tower above him. He didn't want this.. he preferred being locked in the academy over fearing to be killed.
Then, laughter.
He tensed almost immidiately as his eyes started getting teary.. He barely ever cried but this was just way too much for him..
Silence again.
Next, Jisung sat down beside him and gently pet his head, with so much care that he felt like a porcelain doll.
"no baby.. don't cry, I won't hurt you. I just want to free you and in return I ask for you to be mine"
"t-then why did you tie me down! You just want to torture and kill me for some sick kind of pleasure!"
"now that is something very rude to say to your knight in shining amor"
"you literally kidnapped me.. the least you could do is untying me!"
Then, Jisung froze for a moment and with an akward laugh completely untied him. At first, he had planned to kick him and run away but soon noticed that it would be a very bad plan as he didn't know this part of the forest.
His obedience was rewarded, with a kiss on his forehead and a smile so awfully cute that it made his heart skip a beat.
Maybe, just maybe, he thought, this isn't that bad afterall.
He there and then decided to agree to the younger's offer.. even though he basically didn't have a choice in the first place.
What did he have to loose? Jisung didn't seem like he intended to kill him and the life in thr academy was much to his disliking.. so why not stay here with him?
"Jisung..? I.. don't know ehat you're planning to do with me but note that I don't have sexual experience because of how much control they had over my life. Ofcourse I know how to kiss but anything further than that.. is new"
"oh? baby, I never thought you'd be so inexperienced.. You look gorgeous and hot, but well it's good that I get the chance to be your first and make you feel wo good that you won't get me out of your pretty little head"
"s-shut up! It's really embarassing.."
Then silence fell upon the room once more and it took him a grand total of 30 seconds until he started feeling guilty and mumbled an almost incoherent apology. He genuinely felt sorry.. He knew that he had quite the mean tongue sometimes and it wouldn't be the first time that he verbally hurt someone but when it was Jisung it suddenly affected him much more than it would with any other person.
And that was the start to their relationship.
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It had taken them weeks to fully warm up to each other. Lots of bonding activities such as running away from the guards of the academy that were of course searching for him. Luckily they never found their little hideout.
Slowly but surely, Minho felt fondness for the younger growing in his heart. How could he not when he was treating him the way he did? All gentle and loving, even if he sometimes teased.
It was their dynamic.. and so.. after long sleepless nights of contemplating if he should finally give into Jisung and become his boyfriend, he decided that today was the day he finally would.
That was until he woke up alone, Jisung having vanished without a trace.. and so he waited, even making food for him too while he was at it. But it was all in vain as he was still waiting by the time the sun started setting.
He worried. It was unusual for him to be gone that long.. He couldn't help but think that he had given up and left him.
He was sinking deep into such worries, feeling more upset with every minute that passed. He knew he couldn't go out to search at night.. His chance to get lost was far too great but he couldn't walk around in broad daylight either as it heightened his chance of getting caught and brought into the academy.
He must hate me
I've done so much wrong
What if he never comes back?
What if something happened to him? If he dies?
He snapped out of his thoughts, teary and in panic.
He couldn't just wait for him to come back. He had to search.
So he grabbed a flashlight and in the very moment he opened the door and turned the flashlight on…
In front of him stood a bloody and clearly exhausted Jisung.
In an instant, a thousand thoughts raced through his mind. Worries, anger, sadness.. all piling up and leading to him starting to cry.
"Where the fuck have you been?! I've been worried all day and now you're standing here all drenched in blood! What in the world did you do? Don't tell me you missed the day I wanted to confess just to kill someone! You're so- ugh!"
A few beats of silence fell, accompanied by the sounds of them getting inside and Minho pacing up and down the room annoyedly.
"Min.. calm the fuck down will you? I was out hunting and well.. that bitch of a deer escaped over and over again and rubbed blood all over me whenever I did catch it.. What did you say? you want to confess..? Go on then"
"I- you.. gosh I'm so sorry.. I was just worried.. because.. fuck.. I can't deny it any longer.. I.. fell in love with you"
"I love you too.. now c'mere you big baby"
He said and opened his arms. Of course Minho did not resist, despite knowing that all the blood would probably ruin his sweater.. But it was worth it this time.. and after all he now had a boyfriend whose clothes he would be stealing regularly.
Maybe he wasn't as mad as he pretended to be, especially because his tears were getting dried ever so gently and his own lips were soon met with Jisungs, confirming their fresh love once more.
Jisung was the one who freed him, who showed him what it truly meant to live.
And if from then on Minho was the one to go hunting, shooting every target down with his bow ever so skillfully, well that was just for them to know.