war of hearts *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧
“Yeonjun?” The deep voice pierces through him almost immediately. His head turns to the door and the guards are nowhere to be seen. Standing there was only Soobin, handsome Soobin in his tight pants and loose polo that was the same color of parchment. And all Yeonjun could think of was, home, and he almost let out a sob of relief until he realized he was teetering on his window sill and if he moved further to the left, he would fall. And die.
Yeonjun shrieks so loud that Soobin hurriedly comes to his side and helps him off the ledge, the warmth of his palm curling on Yeonjun’s slim waist, heavy and comforting. “Oh my god, Yeonjun, what the hell are you doing?!”
Prince! Yeonjun x Head/Captain of the Royal Guards! Soobin
- Part 1 of war of hearts *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧
Soobin was just a knight. He wasn’t royalty, he neither had the privilege to dowry or jewels nor to the most precious one of them all— the heart of a prince.
- Part 2 of war of hearts *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧