Chapter 5:

Eric had been lecturing the king for hours. His voice had lowered few octaves and the slow steps echoed around the study room. Andy’s eyelids were heavy and he wanted to close them for couple of minutes, but the assistant slammed his stick hard against the table and woke him up every time the eyes went closed.

“You must listen to me, your majesty.” Eric spoke.

“And why is that?” Andy asked.

“So, you could become better than your father.” the older man spoke. “And honestly till now, I have not been convinced.” he mumbled.

The king glared into the eyes, grabbed a book and opened it, remaining the eye contact. Eric retreated from him, moved toward the blackboard and pointed at something he had written to it. Andy took notes diligently, trying not to yawn. He missed his , but Hyesung wasn’t allowed to interrupt the lessons.

“Have you understood your majesty?” Eric raised his voice.

“Yes,” Andy nodded. “I have understood.”

“Good. Here is your pop quiz.”

“My what!?”

                             ***

Minwoo’s eyes followed the slender man, and stopped when Hyesung was at the main door. The stood in front of the door, knocked and entered when he heard the low ‘come in’. Hyesung disappeared behind the door, and left the bodyguards outside.

“What do you think about Hyesung?” Minwoo mumbled suddenly.

“Excuse me?” Junjin asked.

“What do you think about Hyesung?” the older bodyguard repeated slowly. “He is pretty sassy and cute right?” he smiled.

The tall man shrugged. He had not been thinking about anything else than his majesty. Ever since their little moment in the bodyguards’ room, he couldn’t take his mind off of him. The scent of his majesty teased his nosehair. The soft lips lingered on top of his. The smooth hands touched his rough ones. Heart was beating and ears were burning, but nothing had happened.

“Hyesung-sshi is okay,” Junjin replied.

“Okay? He is a freaking bomb!” Minwoo praised. “How come you don’t see it?”

Because Junjin couldn’t stop thinking about Andy. He was only behind the door, but he was still far – out of reach. The bodyguard couldn’t tell his partner how much he wanted to go to the room and hug the king. He would have been hanged if the kingdom, the staff in the castle, knew what he was thinking about.

“I would…do him…” Junjin murmured not thinking about the at all. “…right?”

Minwoo nodded.

“God yes I would…”

                             ***

Andy hated his outfit. It was tight from the waist and from the chest, but according to his stylist, it was the latest model and every kingdom wore it. Besides the fact that it didn’t fit, the colour wasn’t Andy’s shade. It made him look pale and sick.

“Your majesty,” Shin entered the room. “The guests have arrived.”

The king