the prince
He tucked his hands into the depths of his pockets as he walked up to the window. Shoulder-length, honey brown hair pulled into a ponytail; face touched with little amount of make up. The prince of the East, stares out his window to see a woman in a simple dress playing with children from the town below. Raven-colored hair tossed over her shoulder, a smile painting over her lips despite the faded bruises on her face. Though most royals would find this woman to be mere low-class, Changmin finds her to be beautiful.
The way she smiled whilst entertaining with the children warmed his chrome-heart. He places a hand against the glass of the window and whispers lowly, "Mine."
that was just a short little drabble thing i thought of the moment i saw this picture on tumblr.
there might be more to come idk ^^;
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