The Next Prince, Chapter 36 pg3
The Next Prince, Chapter 36 pg3
When drawing a portrait, it is important to present a facial image that reflects the appearance, personality, or emotions of the model for the artist to see.
So, Charan wanted to know how Khanin would show his expression when facing each other like this, what kind of feeling the other party wanted him to perceive.
“I...” The first thing he can sense is hesitation, the young person staring down, gazing at himself for a moment, letting time pass to contemplate. Until a clear answer is formed in his mind, he decides to raise his head again, his eyes meeting the person standing above him. With a gaze that shakes the listener's heart like never before.
“If you want to draw someone who is in love, how should my facial expression be... and if the person he likes is standing right in front of him... what kind of mood should it be?” In a questioning sentence that sounds confused, Khanin's voice is heavier than Charan can understand.
“If you, Nin were to ask me a question now... what would it be?” Someone younger wouldn't wait for a reply. Khanin decides to stand up fully, before moving closer to the person in front of him than before.
“Do you like me, or maybe... Do you more than like me... just like how I more than like you.”
As the round eyes looked at the tall figure, tears welled up in those clear eyes. Charan remained silent, not uttering a word, and the rain outside no longer made any sound. Because of the strong heartbeat of Khanin pounding under his white swimwear, his thoughts and mind became muddled.
“I am joking... it's because of you, we understand each other.”
“Because you like me... likes... likes me so much...”
The big round eyes stared deeply into the beautiful eyes, the strong fingers gently touching the smooth skin, pressing down as if wanting to touch the heart that was beating fast because of himself.
It is clear in his emotions, the bravery to show it without fear of anyone's reaction, is the charm of Khanin.
And it is certainly enough to make Charan... fall in love.
Even though it may be only a small fraction among many reasons and passing whims, it is enough to make Charan accept his own heart.
Their relationship was not just a matter of duty anymore...
“I also like you, Nin...”
“...”
“I like... until I can't stand it anymore.” The overwhelming feeling, like a sweet scent, spread throughout the room.
Charan couldn't separate the feeling of floating from himself, a happiness that had a reason, between the romantic words he had just heard and his own courage to confront and decide.
They both accepted each other's feelings, allowing themselves to love freely...
“So let's not run away from each other anymore. If we like each other, let it be clear. Nin won't run away anymore...” Khanin spoke slowly, but every word was heavy.
His slim figure took a small step back before doing something unexpected to Charan, his slender hand touched the tie around his neck before loosening it, letting the white bathrobe that had covered his dignified figure fall to the cold floor.
His fair, flawless skin seemed unaffected by the dazzling lights, making the noble bloodline in him stand out even more. Khanin took a deep breath, his chest rising and falling in an irregular rhythm caused by the indecision that led to his decision.
The Young Prince had made his choice - tonight, he would shed everything, no matter what it was. Duty, royal rank, any constraints that would create a gap between them.
Khanin would give everything, as long as Charan didn't reject him.
“Nin...” Charan swallowed hard, unable to speak, only allowing the younger one to explain what was in his mind.
“Phii, you don't have to do anything for me anymore... Be your own person, feel whatever you want, think whatever you want, as long as it comes from your own desires... Don't try to suppress your heart.”
“...”
“Don't put me above everything else, we are equal.” Khanin pulled the younger one's hand firmly towards him, as if he were a tightly sealed person trying to control his boiling emotions, and gently pressed his lips against the thick palm, making the sigh of a suppressed person dissipate.
“Nin, why are you like this...”
“...”
“Do you want to see me go crazy, Nin?” Charan clenched his teeth, suppressing the desire to ask, his thick hand trembling in a way he had never experienced before. The young man tried to use all his abilities to press the boiling heat simmering in his heart, but Khanin refused to cooperate even a little.
Khanin moved closer to the other person, using both arms to enclose Charan's body, leaning his face against the sturdy chest, listening to the heartbeat of the other party to affirm his own feelings.
Khanin no longer cared about the status between them, what the future held, whether it would be hell or heaven, as long as he had Charan... he was willing to accept everything.
“Whatever you become, even if you want to be crazy. I can accept it all, as long as we are together, understand each other. I will not... hesitate.” The sentence ended with a taste of a kiss.
Charan took advantage of the short moment when Khanin tilted his face to look at him, before capturing the warm breath with his lips pressed tightly together.
It was a scorching, unexpected kiss that took place in the blink of an eye. Charan didn't invade with his tongue, but the passionate gesture of his lower lip gently sucking rocked the helpless soul. It caused the small person's body to shudder.
The clear droplet flowed taintedly from the beautiful corner of the mouth, as the rough, loud slurping sound prolonged the emotions of the two individuals, extending beyond their embrace. Plates, bowls, pencils, erasers, and drawing paper turned into useless objects. The touch from the person in front led them to delve deep.
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