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It was boring. Truly it was.
All of fathers boasting about “meeting new people” or maybe “Some lady to catch your fancy” Led to a whole lot of nothing. Well, Mostly nothing..
Sun Wukong, 1st (And only) Son of the Kingdom of The West Sun, was always told the marvelous stories of how his kingdom, and the rest of the sun kingdoms were founded by his father and his brothers bare hands, How one day this kingdom shall be all his, and of course..! How his Father started the famous West Kingdom gala.
“Glorious things happen at galas” they would say
-Pfft- “yeah right” The young heir muttered silently over his wine glass, taking a sip. Leaning a folded arm on the second floor balcony, his ponytail draping down his shoulder as he looks down upon the ballroom. He watched as guests laughed, drank, and danced as The gala commenced.
He chuckles at the crowd, taking in another mouthful of the wine, some spilling from his lips onto the red over jacket of his vibrant orange hanfu.
He wipes his chin of the beverage and continues his people watching.
He smiles as he looks down at them, they seem to be enjoying themselves.. so why can’t he?
Then a chuckle from behind. “Staring is rude you know, your highness.”
Wukong immediately turns around, eyes darting across the dimly lit area as his brain catches up to him as to whom just spoke
Wukong chuckles with a sigh.
Looks like he can still enjoy himself tonight..
He leaned back on the railing, elbows supporting his weight on the smooth metal behind him. With a giddy smile, he closed his eyes and tilted his head to the side slightly. When his eyes opened, another being has appeared front of him.
“Hello Liuer..” The Heir spoke softly, taking in the sight of the other man. Dark eyes piercing into his own warm ones, long almost shaggy cut hair casques down his partially armored back and shoulders.
For some reason he never liked the full armor feel
He relaxed fully as he set eyes on the familiar frame, his personal guard, and his closest companion.
Liuer Mihou..
Liuer returned the gentle smile, before quickly clearing his throat with a fix of posture and a quick dusting of the armor atop his shoulder. “Hello your highness, what are you doing here.. staring at people..” The guard made an almost disgusted expression. Teasing,of course. “Why not join them in their festivities?” He continued as he strode up next to the other, His black and white hair flowing around his neck and down either side of his shoulders as he bends down to lean on the railing, using his arms to prop his head up to look down at said festivities for a moment before turning to face the other.
Wukong stops his staring to realize: he was being asked a question.
When he catches up to the conversation, He playfully whines and turns his body to mirror Liuers own position, body drooping a bit more though, for added dramatic effect. “Uh, because it’s Boring?!” He exasperated “You literally were just utterly disgusted by the thought of even Watching these people enjoying the gala!” He rolled his eyes with grin
Liuer only continued to look at him, eyes scanning up and down the Heir.
“True,” He said with a shrug “but I might open up to the idea a little if you were the one enjoying it~” Liuer practically purred out with a grin and they slid closer, Close enough where Wukong can feel his breath mingle with the others. “Is that so?” The ginger shot back with a cocked brow.
Liuer doesn’t back off though. His eyes grow darker as hiss hand sneaks down to Wukongs own and gently takes it, brings it gently to his lips and leaves a soft kiss to the palm of his hand. The warmth from the others lips travel from Wukongs hand, up his arm and into his neck, face, and ears, turning them a beautiful scarlet.
Wukong almost shrinks into himself. His body almost closing in on itself to his the effects of the aftershocks of the kisses throughout his body. He turns his head away so he doesn’t actually start staring, and covers his mouth with the back of his free hand. “Stop that..” He mutters into his hand, eyes ever so slightly looking back in the others direction
Liuer looks back to Wukong, His hand still holding the others to his lips, grip tightening and shifting slightly. “Why so shy Wukong?” His teases spoken against the soft skin of the gingers wrist
He knows what he’s doing.
“You know why,” He says as another kiss is planted to his wrist “People may see you!” He quietly exclaims, turning his head back towards Liuer, Wukongs free hand drops to his side. With his Brows furrowed, cheeks red, and eyes looking anywhere but directly in front of him.
Liuer chuckles and gently lowers the others hand. “Oh?” He says, amusement evident in his voice. “See what? I was only performing simple friendly gestures!” He stood and leaned back to shrug and smile, eyes closing as his did so.
He cracks an eye open, staring into Wukongs dilated pupils
Liuer chuckles, his hands move to behind his back, he folds his arms to keep them there. He leans forward into Wukongs space again, once more their breaths mingle. “Why would such an innocent menstruation be something others shouldn’t be seeing.. your highness?” The man teases
Wukong freezes.. Before backing up slightly to swat at him with a mad blush
“STOP. AAH” he said with a wheezing laugh. he wiped a tear from his eye “Liuer! oh my..” he put a hand over his heart “woah.” he chuckled, looking around while breathing heavy
Liuer let out his own soft laugh and he straightened up and looked the other over once more.
“Well then.” Wukong said after a moment, fixing himself with a cough and a straighten of his posture. His eyes slowly meet Liuers own, his smile soft and his gaze softer.
He offered Liuer his hand
“Care to dance?”
Liuer is stunned for a moment. His eyes widen, almost sparkle too. His cheeks dust pink, and he smiles, kinda small but still there!
He lets out a soft laugh. But with a fixed posture, and a cleared voice: he nods. “Sure, why not” He shrugged, but gripped that hand for the rest of the night