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Noah is pissed off (well, not really).
He had noticed how that stupid loyal dog of his held feelings for him. The stolen glances, hands lingering longer than necessary, how his ears went red after every accidental touch even though his face was perfectly calm. He knew it all.
Did Eunho took him as stupid? His genius prince self? …or was he that oblivious to not notice how Noah also held those 'feelings' for him?
Did he think this prince would just willingly let anyone follow him around the noble academy for the whole years he spent there and even after they had long since graduated? Even though he went as far as directly handpicking him, personally naming him as the leader of his own private guard unit just so he can be with him whenever?
How utterly ridiculous. Noah even had to pull down on his ego to talk about this to his closest aide and attendant, only to be met with humiliation.
Anyways, Noah had enough. He swore that day he won’t let Nam Yejun laugh at his face ever again.
So, he executes his (self-claimed) brilliantly crafted plan.
...
Eunho obediently follows as he was pushed by the older towards the royal garden gazebo bench. “Your highness?”
His master glares at him with an unreadable expression, Eunho obeys still but tilts his head in confusion. The blond man gave no answer and instead puts himself on Eunho’s thighs. Effectively straddling him as Eunho’s hands instinctively hover above his back, keeping him from falling over.
Nervous as he is, Eunho gulps down before he tries to inquire his master the second time, “D-did I do something that unpleased you- mmh?!”
The keyword is he tried.
That is, before he went completely frozen still as Noah quickly pressed their lips together. Neither closed their eyes, Noah observing Eunho’s reaction while the younger did not even dare to blink. His brain short circuited as he tries to process the things happening around him. He didn’t even notice he was holding his breath as Noah moves his lips around to lightly peck across each ends of his lips. His heartbeats were thumping so loudly he worried the world could hear. His world. The one currently sitting on his lap, as if Eunho was his rightfully belonged royal throne.
The prince was the first to part away with a giggle, hands on both sides of the strong shoulders holding him.
“For someone who usually has a lot to say, you are being very quiet today, Eunho-ya,” he said in a tune so sickly sweet to Eunho’s ears.
Despite the remarks he received, Eunho stood still. His ears were ringing and he felt something stuck on his throat. Never in the twenty years of his life would he imagine that the Crown Prince, the esteemed Han Noah, would one day be wrapped around his arms, calling his name tenderly as one would do his lover.
“Hmm?” Noah could not hide the adoration in his eyes, gleaming in how adorable his knight looks right now. Eyes open wide, mouth slightly gaping open, lips swollen from being bitten.
‘The big scary wolf knight has turned into a small puppy after getting a kiss, huh’.
He cups the silver haired face and gave a small peck around the corner of his lips, ”With the way you always stared at me, I thought this was what you wanted, no?”
“….Hyung,” He calls, “Noah-Hyung.”
“Yes, my dear?” he teases but could not hold back his smile. He gives another peck near the temple, guiding his young lover’s unsure awkward hands to hug his waist instead as he tries to ignore the heat creeping up his cheeks.
Eunho obeys, fingers gripping to the fabric on Noah’s waist as if he feared the man sitting on his lap would suddenly disappear. Far away, nowhere he could reach with only his two feet and a horse.
He has loved this man far longer than he hasn’t lived thinking about him. The years he spent training and running towards the road to finally be together with Noah suddenly flashes through his mind. Eunho was too far down the drains to even climb up and leave without looking back.
Heck, Eunho would gladly drown if needed as he watch the light of his life one day be in love with another.
Anything, if it meant he could stay by his prince’s side for eternity.
The prince waited patiently as his knight went silent. Both trying to read the other’s expression as they let the wind noises fill the gaps between them. Eunho stares in awe at his prince. Chest heavy as he catches on the light pink peppering his star’s face, beautiful and majestic as always.
“May ... May I?” was what Eunho finally managed to croak out, thickly coated with anxiety. “Is it okay? Is this okay?” he pesters with voice growing quieter and quieter. “Can I kiss you again?” he finally whispers, “Hyung, can I?” he looks up, eyes glazed with hope and want, running his thumb over the older man’s puffed lips.
“Kiss me again, Eunho-ya,” he grazed the younger’s lips before licking his own lips and says, “Please.”
And what else is this young knight supposed to do, other than obey his one and only master?
Dive in, Eunho goes, softly inhaling each and every one of his prince’s small gasps before slowly sucking on his lower lip. He slides his hand on the soft golden strands, blinding as ever, bright as the sun itself. He gently pulls Noah’s head closer, deepening their kiss as he slotted their tongues together. Flicking it around as if trying to know every inch in his beloved prince’s mouth. Noah hums in gleefully from each suck, relishing in the tickling sensation that blooms a garden of lavender and daisies in his belly.
Oh, how Eunho used to dream of this every time the celestial man smiles at him. How he used to imagine how those pretty rosy lips would feel upon his own. ‘What if this is merely a silly prank of the faes? What if it was but a test of his patience and resolve?’ Eunho wants to cry.
“Mmh, focus on me,” the prince nags, noticing how the younger’s mind went wandering as he lacked response, “Stop thinking and kiss me properly.” He tugs on Eunho’s collar and nibbled on his lip as he demands for more which Eunho happily obliged. His eyebrows furrowing as he bit a little harder on Noah’s bottom lip, earning him a hushed moan.
Only heaves of breaths can be heard between them when their lips finally parted. Noah’s eyelids feels heavy, still reveling in the way his chest flutters while the young knight’s hand lingered on his cheek. He snuggles in, bathing in the comfort of his young lover’s embrace.
Eunho brings Noah closer by the neck, pressing their foreheads together enjoying the comfortable pause as they slowly try to regain their composure. Noah grasps Eunho’s other free hand to intertwine it with his own, fiddling around with the calloused fingers from too many swords handling.
Noah struggled around to find a comfortable position until he finally settles on resting his head on Eunho’s shoulder blades. He traces small circles on his chest using his finger to which Eunho reciprocates by kissing the top of his head.
Eunho clears his throat once before calling, “Hyung?”
“Eung.”
“I- we- wait, am I allowed to say it?”
“And what is exactly ‘it’, Eunho-ya?” Noah lifted his head to meet with Eunho’s eye, “Tell me, then I’ll decide.”
“I like you…?” Noah perks up hearing Eunho sound unsure, he nods his chin to encourage the younger man, “Hm? Go on.”
“I like you a lot… Hyung, I love you so- so much I don’t care if it hurts… I want to make you all mine. I’d do anything to get even just a little speck of attention from you.” Eunho grabs Noah’s hands and cups his own face with it, “For me, it has always been you. Please don’t get taken away by someone other than me, Hyung..”
“How do I make you feel the same way for me the way I do for you?” Noah’s lips curled in when he saw the big puppy eyes Eunho gave as he said that to him.
“Silly dog,” He chuckled, “You’re still asking if I feel the same? What do you think that kiss meant?”
“You’re so cute.” Noah nudged his cheek and laughed. Eunho swore he saw Noah made sparkles shines from his face.
“…”
“Eunho?”
“Hyung, actually, can we get married tomorrow?”