#dalxhui

@dalxhui

A yawn escapes his mouth. He feels tired it’s probably because of this stupid wedding he is attending, why is he even attending it? How did his father manage to get Daehyung convinced to go to this wedding, right now Daehyung would even rather wash clothes or help his mother cooking, but she was here with him and his father and so it had ended that Daehyung could do nothing but attend this dumb wedding.

Even the people here bore him, he finds nothing special about them but that’s probably because he only admires himself, if you asked Daehyung and he had to tell the truth then he would tell you that he was even better than the queen, this of course was something he kept to himself.

But as the minutes passes by he feels more and more bored, he just wants to escape this stupid wedding, he just wants to head home, unless there suddenly happens something like the princess runs away or dies then this wedding is going to be boring the whole night.

@daljinil @dalxhui

it’s not long since his return to the capital, but dongho was getting used to the bustling of the markets and the rows upon rows of stone walls of the yangban residencies that marked its absolute authority further away. it’s a huge difference from the coastal town he was just situated for the last few weeks. even if the city was his home, years being away from it had dawn upon him when he’s traveling alone without a guide.

but physical memory had brought him to the place he needed to go, and he stepped through the doors of the very residence he was supposed to arrive. he waved the servants from having to lead him all the way in, knowing his way pretty well, and shook his head as they scurried off immediately. 

well, enough about them. it seemed like he’s already late, because in comparison, hui was always, always early. stepping into the open air onto the snow, following the fading trail of footsteps to the very middle. without greeting the residence owner, he turned on his back and free fall onto the padding of the white blanket of snow, not deep that it would bury him, but enough to sink slightly inside at a comfortable range. from the corner of his eye, flakes of snow was kicked into the air, and the son of section head general seo, a soldier himself, did just the same.

dalxhui ; 

and as he looked at the elder, a soft smile danced on his lips, eyes curling up. princess seora was a kind, kind lady, and there was often a sense of calmness just being by her side. hui supposed, she was one of the few women that hui could feel completely at ease.  ❝ i am all grown up now, ❞ he continued, this time with a little childish brag in his voice, chin tilted upwards in mild determination.

❝ i no longer need to answer to father should i wish to mingle with the crowd. ❞ yet, the male cast a look of uneasy towards the main dining hall, as men raised bowls after bowls of bitter wine. he swallowed, tongue licking the corner of his lips in nervousness to wet his dry lips.

some things, never do change.

“you know it’s too difficult not to tease you.” 

there’s a soft smile that dances on seora’s lips as she looks at the male. the two had not known each other for long, perhaps less than a year. but hui had quickly appeared on seora’s radar and made his stake in her life. he seemed to have his head in the clouds at times. but it was definitely fitting for him. in fact, she found it to be quite charming. in fact, there were times when he’d smile at her and it was as if he was the essence of happiness himself. 

but she knew better than anyone else that he held his own secrets. but she didn’t mind. 

it was rare that seora ever extended the love that she held for her siblings to someone outside of the family. perhaps it was due to the dreamy look that hui had in his eyes at times that reminded her of herself. before she knew the harsh realities of life. and so she wished to protect the younger male in anyway that she could. and to protect her little starry-eyed dreamer, she would do anything. 

“well, if you’re all grown up- escort me to the garden, will you? i’m quite tired of hearing the rambles of drunken men.” seora left no room for the male to say no, easily picking up on his nervous habits. even if this was a joyous celebration, the palace was still a place that could easily swallow hui up. and seora refused to let the cruel ways of the palace life drag hui down.