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Sehun isn’t a fool to know that being a prince has its perks. Well that, and having many servants in the kingdom to serve at his beck and call. But one among the many was certainly his. Not by lawful possession, but by true love. The prince was no better than his kind servant for as Jimin was indeed loyal, honest, and brilliant. Surely, Jimin didn’t have the same royal blood he did, but Sehun always tried to look past it. Instead, he made the best of it.

Growing up with Jimin meant loyalty and fondness. Sehun despite all the pranks and mischiefs he’s thrown at his servant, loved Jimin dearly as someone more. His lover. They were indeed forbidden by social standards, but Sehun never took a no for an answer to his relationship with his servant. All the other servants were aware, but they paid no mind nor did they intervene to stop the affairs between the two. No one could deny a prince. And certainly, Jimin could never find it in his heart to leave him.

It is the evening and Sehun sits at his desk, focused onto a document that his father requested he read for proper knowledge. He huffs, knowing that he could do better entertaining things before going to bed. Rising from his chair, he holds a hand to his head, exhausted from reading endless, theoretical scrolls. “For once, father needs to let me rest at night. I can’t sleep well if he’s letting me read a bunch of scrolls before bed.” He spoke to Jimin before sitting at the edge of his bed.

Addresses were not a hard thing for him to come by. With the friends he had in the hospital--  Lu’s address was easy, if that. 

The first time he would be meeting him outside of bloody scrubs and nurse shoes. And this was the first time Kiha would see Lu stripped down to nothing. He was excited, at the least. 

He was cocky, as always, when he jabbed at the buzzer, waiting for Lu. Waiting-- it was never a good thing to leave Kiha waiting too long. He got antsy, angry-- never a good combination. 

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Jongdae knew that at the work place, romances can happen. But, who would have known that it’d be the resident cynical, Do Kyungsoo? Kim Jongdae didn’t know until he found himself thinking about Kyungsoo constantly. Not in a creepy way, but in a cute way that he wants to hold the other’s hand. A total nerd perhaps, but Jongdae isn’t someone who sits on the sidelines to woo someone and let them be taken by someone else. No, he’s ambitious. It’s how he got his job at a company.

Standing by the water cooler as usual during his breaks, Kyungsoo was mindlessly chatting up a conversation with Sehun. On his best behavior as always, Jongdae knows this could be his chance to have some alone time with Kyungsoo. Sehun leaves, finally leaving Kyungsoo on his own. Jongdae walks over naturally, grabbing a small paper cup before pressing the spigot of the water cooler. Giving Kyungsoo his notorious yet award winning smile, he greets the other.

“Hello Kyungsoo. It’s a very lovely morning not that I have seen your handsome face just now.”