The Next Prince, Chapter 36 pg1
The Next Prince, Chapter 36 pg1
Chapter 36: Yours.
Silence fell between them. Khanin bit his lip tightly, his deep eyes gazing at the older man.
Of course, Charan saw it, but because he didn't want to say anything at the moment, he could only pull the younger one's hand and lead him towards the door of the art room.
Charan brought Khanin inside before picking up a bathrobe to send to him. The young man didn't say a word, and even intended to distance himself, making Khanin have to let go.
“Phii... Where are you going?” He tightly grabbed the slender hand.
Charan met the gaze of the young boy and jokingly said that the young royal must suffer.
“I am going to change clothes too.”
He said it like that, as if he didn't care at all. He's a stubborn person!
“...”
“I'll be waiting outside when you're done.”
Similar to a cool breeze blowing through and helping to cool down the heat and reduce anxiety, Khanin reluctantly reveals a smile and a glimmer of hope in his eyes. He knows that this time, the journey here will not be in vain.
Wait... I want to talk to you.”
“Sure.”
They exchange a quick glance before parting ways to attend to their personal matters. Khanin efficiently finishes his tasks in no more than fifteen minutes, as expected. Young Royal returns to stand in the same spot.
The art room remains untouched, just as it was a few minutes ago. Perhaps someone had come in and cleaned up as instructed. Khanin's paintings are still left abandoned inside the rectangular room, devoid of Charan's shadow.
Outside the window, a heavy rainstorm rages on. However, the doublelayered walls of Phitakthewa Castle muffle the sounds, and Khanin can only hear a faint murmur seeping in.
Khanin paces around like a trapped mouse, his mind filled with various thoughts as he waits for someone to return. He has wasted enough time and doesn't plan to waste any more, so he contemplates leaving and following Charan. But just as he is about to move, the tall figure steps back in.
They face each other closely, one in a large bathrobe and the other in a navy blue silk nightgown clinging to their body...
Charan looks rather unusual, perhaps due to the wet hair sticking to his forehead and the non-conventional glasses adorning his handsome face. Nonetheless, it makes people look at him in an intriguing way, trapped in awe.
Khanin loses focus, forgetting his rehearsed speech that was meant to express his love for Charan. What a fool he must have been, thinking that God would love someone like Charan so much to grant him such beauty.
The Young Prince swallows nervously. As soon as he regains his composure, he tries to gather his thoughts and regain his calmness, even though it is a difficult task.
“Nin wants to talk to you.” Khanin blurts out before getting straight to the point without further hesitation. He has wasted enough time and doesn't plan to beat around the bush.
Alright, ask away.”
“Why did you ask for a day off?”
“I wanted to take a break.” The older one answers without wasting any time, while maintaining a calm expression on his face. However, no one knows what's going on inside. Charan himself looks confused and restless.
“Do you really want to take a break, or are you avoiding me?”
“I'm not avoiding you, Nin. I just want you to take some time and think for yourself.” Charan's response clearly indicates that he has noticed the abnormality in the younger one.
Khanin pouts and then sighs deeply.
“Nin, I didn't plan to avoid you...”
“...”
“It's just that… I... I wanted to apologize for yesterday. For abruptly running away because...”
“It's fine, you don't have to say it.” Charan's stoic posture leads Khanin to interpret it in a different way, causing the young man to try to contain his stress. Meanwhile, the younger one doesn't seem concerned at all.
“You have to say it. If you don't, we'll just keep misunderstanding each other like this.”
“...”
“I ran away because I felt embarrassed, uncomfortable, it was awkward!” Because Khanin quickly spoke, his voice almost became a scream, his fair cheeks turned red, leading people to want to look even more.
“Embarrassed?”
“Um... well, because I just found out why Emmaly was sensitive to kisses, why people couldn't randomly kiss others...”
And how did you find out?” Charan's posture seemed to change from before, the worried pose changed, the young man shifted to hug himself, looking at Khanin with eyes that made it difficult for him to speak.
“...”
“What happened? Tell me, please.” Charan is skilled at playing with people's emotions, even leaning in close enough to affect the rate of heartbeats, causing young people to blush and flee.
“So if Emmaly kisses someone... it's a declaration of love, right? I... believe in that too, don't I?” The Young Prince asked, despite his slightly reddened ears, urging the other person to look.
“I've been Emmaly's person since birth.” The older guy refuses to speak directly, but it's clear enough for Khanin to have an accelerated heartbeat.
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