The Next Prince, Chapter 34 pg3
The Next Prince, Chapter 34 pg3
“Get up. If I fell off the horse and broke my arm, what would I do?”
Charan's gesture gave the young boy a sense of relief, as he knew very well that he would never allow such a dangerous and unpredictable situation to happen to this particular person. But then... how to... The close friend's main duty was to follow his heart.
Therefore... Charan chose to bring himself up and sit behind the young boy, on the back of the mist-colored creature.
“Where should we go? Show me.”
The familiar warmth helped the previously puzzled and tense person to relax. Now that Khanin had calmed down, the sound of murmuring voices became even more soothing.
“There.” The young royal's back unintentionally informed the person behind without intending to, before pulling back. Khanin shifted his gaze again to the view that he already considered beautiful and captivating, now even more so since the person with the fair complexion was not preoccupied with fear.
“Let's go.” Charan said, tightening his grip on the mist-colored creature, which was expertly controlled, and accelerated, causing Khanin to cling tightly.
“Oh, slow down a bit, afraid of falling.”
“Hmm.” Charan approached with his face close, unintentionally causing his nose to brush against the side of Khanin's cheek.
“Told you to slow down, afraid of falling... or if you want to go faster...”
“Whatever.” Charan held the tent rope to let the color fade slowly before whispering softly in Khanin's tender ear, the gentle touch coaxing a fluttering feeling in the stomach, but it didn't make Khanin lose his determination.
“Hold on to me tightly, in case I fall, it's a sure thing, understand? Hold on tightly.”
The command accompanied by a sense of hesitation made Charan pause, the young man's smile diminishing slightly as he looked down, noticing the small ear of the person next to him turn slightly red.
“Is it enough like this?” whispered uncertainty because of the uncertain command, Charan leaned in close, bringing his chest snug against Khanin's back, tightening the space between them until there was almost no gap for the wind to pass through.
The warm breath touched the clear cheeks, causing the heartbeat rate to deviate from its original rhythm, the young man blushed, but their actions contradict their words.
A little less, hold my waist tightly.” Khanin pulled the thick hand that was holding him to his waist, then pursed his lips, suppressing the feeling of embarrassment.
Uh, embarrassed, right... not ashamed of one's face.
But who cares. If you have a chance to be close to someone you like, you have to make it develop.
The person who tells themselves to be brave and swallow their saliva, while waiting, well, accepts it by tightening the hug as desired for a long time, thinking that the other side would refuse.
If Charan doesn't want to hug... it's fine, but at least find an excuse to get close to the person you like... for now.
Just like this is enough...
Suddenly, the person who had been quiet for a long time tightened his arm and pulled them closer, the thin back pressed tightly against the strong chest, catching a faint scent from the body of the other person, Khanin's breath trembled slightly as the face of the person behind him lightly brushed against his shoulder.
“Is it close enough, Nin?”
“Oh... it's enough. It's enough.” He replied softly, the young man turned his attention back to the scenery, his lips secretly curved into a smile, so he didn't have the chance to see for himself that some people who hugged themselves didn't have much different expressions.
Charan laughed in his throat happily, dragging Nin below a big tree in the middle of a wide field for some people to capture the beauty, slender fingers picked up the phone he carried and took pictures.
Khanin drank in the nature in front of him, but didn't dare to reach out and hold the thick hand tightly around his waist, keeping a distance, doing small things, but it made the leader of the Phitakthewa clan go crazy and had to quietly murmur to take it back...
The horse doesn't run, it won't fall.”
“No, I have to...” He intended to find something to tease and speak with, but his intent turned into speechlessness at the moment... When he turned back, his cheek accidentally brushed against Charan's nose.
“If you want to hug, just tell me.”
“Ba... but, who wants to hug? I'm just afraid of falling.” He stubbornly refused and his tongue almost tied up, the young man fluttered his face cutely, causing Charan to have to suppress himself from kissing the cheek of the person who pretended to be embarrassed but secretly desired.
“Oh, like this.” Lately, Khanin has been acting unusually cute. From what he knows about him, he's usually very serious and focused on his duties, but it seems like things have changed.
Between the two of them, there have been many inexplicable actions, without any apparent reason.
And it gives him hope...
Hoping that the two of them will feel the same.
In the past, Charan had wondered about the strange behavior of people in love, how they would become restless and unable to eat or sleep. He used to think it was pointless. He never thought that, in the end, he would be no different from those people.
Actually, there are many more tasks waiting for him to handle, such as documents for recruiting trainees as guardians under the name of the PithakTeva family, and investigating the case of a poisoned potion. Progress on these matters has started to be made recently.
It can be said that he's extremely busy, but whenever he receives notifications from someone who is thinking of him, they appear on his phone out of nowhere. Charan almost abandons everything and comes here immediately.
Isn't that fun?” He spoke softly to the people around him who were busy taking landscape photos. Charan pushed work out of his mind to spend time with the people here for real.
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