The Next Prince, Chapter 32 pg4
The Next Prince, Chapter 32 pg4
“Then why can't you sleep?” The tone of concern invited warmth and comfort, but Khanin still felt it wasn't enough.
“It's strange... and it's also cold. Aren't you cold?”
“...” This time, Charan didn't respond, but if we guess based on his previous behavior. Khanin thinks that no matter how old a person is, they'll feel cold. How can they not feel cold when he is sleeping hugging himself, visibly shivering.
Besides, there are other feelings from the other party that he can sense. Charan seems strange.
Khanin feels that the other party seems shaky and isolated... Not normal like before.
The young man shifted his body, lying on his back, next to the quiet person, his mind filled with swirling thoughts. The malicious side suggested letting Charan sleep cold like that until morning, accusing him of playing a distant role.
But the celestial beings have more reasons. The little angel tells him that if the other party doesn't get up to sleep together, why doesn't he follow and lie down, even sharing a blanket? It would be the right thing to do.
Yes... he should, to protect the goodness towards fellow humans!
Whatever happens, happens, if you don't know, don't indicate!
“Looking for something.”
The sound rustles and startles Khanin as he gets up from bed, causing the young man to flinch. The further Charan retreats, the closer he moves, while also removing the blanket to cover the other party.
“If you don't sleep on the bed, we can sleep on the floor together, then who will protect me from feeling lonely.” Because he doesn't want to experience Charan's loneliness. Khanin decides to do this, pretending to punish the older person, even though everything is actually based on his own desire.
“This isn't good.”
“What's not good? It's cold, I can see.” What's not good is Khanin doesn't understand, the atmosphere around Charan is filled with such sadness, and who would let him sleep alone like that.
It's not good to let him sleep alone.
“It's not cold.”
“Okay, if it's not cold, it's not cold.” Khanin knows well, it's only Charan who argues. If the other party stubbornly insists that it's not cold, then he will let it go. The young man quickly thinks of reasons why the other party can't refuse to speak up” Then let's change the reasoning, even if you're not cold, I'll just stay here, in case someone sneaks in or opens the door to see us. How would they react if they see us sleeping separately?
“That reasoning doesn't seem to work, Nin.” The person lying beside him speaks softly, with signs of fatigue in his voice.
Using power in an illegal way... It's only fair to be scolded.
But if it means seeing Charan curled up alone. Khanin thinks it's worth the trade-off.
“Come a little closer. Don't lie too far away, it's cold.” It's because the other party moves away, creating a gap between them. Khanin turns his face in frustration, firmly pulling the arm to make the other person move closer.
Meanwhile, Charan's expression returns to being stone-like...
The sound of warm breath harmonizes with the sound of the chilling wind, turning the coolness of the room into warm vapor radiating from their bodies, accelerating the heart that used to beat in a normal rhythm.
From a body that used to be cold and trembling, it turns into warmth and vigor. Khanin evades eye contact first, quickly shifts his body to turn away, choosing to ignore the person lying next to him, pretending to be asleep. As for Charan, he opens his eyes wider than before, startled.
“Is it really okay to sleep like this?”
“Yes, you can't escape to sleep somewhere else. No one will bec coming in and seeing. You can sleep however you want, but don't stay more than ten centimeters away from me.” He continued to use the same reasoning in giving commands, knowing that Charan would not refuse if it was a responsibility, since they had agreed on that before coming together.
Even though it was a strange reason for the previous command, Khanin believed that Charan would have to comply without any conditions.
“Nin...”
“Huh?”
“What do you want?”
“...”
“What do you want me to do?” Charan spoke in a soft voice, as if his wisdom and sight could see something more than a young person. His sharp eyes glanced at the white neck of the person lying behind him.
The sweet smell from the soft bed mixed with the scent of rain outside, and no one said anything until Khanin secretly took a breath, moving closer until his back pressed against the firm chest.
“I want... a hug.” The person lying in front spoke softly, but it was clear enough to be heard. There was no need to lie anymore; the weakness was apparent.
In this space, there were only the two of them... amidst the cold, only Charan and Khanin.
“Like this?” Strong arms moved and wrapped around the waist, pulling closer, allowing the muscles in the left chest to do what they should be doing...
“Is it even possible to sleep hugging like this all night?” Khanin didn't know if this was a request for help. He spoke about what he himself wanted. And Charan no longer refused.
The other side moved, lifting their arm to slide it under the pillow of the smaller person. They tightened the hug, making it firmer, allowing the lump in the left chest to fulfill its purpose...
Raindrops fell and hit the ground, the sound of the person's breath in the embrace constantly entering and exiting, indicating that some people had already fallen asleep. Charan was still awake, but not because of any discomfort that disturbed him.
In turn, this might be the first time in his life that he could easily pass through a rainy night like this without hiding in a room to draw, as in the past.
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