@ryyejin

for all the royal lessons of etiquette that you would expect a princess to partake in, they were absolutely terrible at staying scarce.

he’s strolling down the hallway with intentions of returning home and flopping face first into the mattress of his bed before they had to part approximately seven hours later (school was really such a pain) when he hears a faint noise to his right. he turns, and is met with a closed door - the room of one of the princesses...or at least, he remembered so.

fourth...yejin, was it?

there’s a muffled thunk, as if affirming his silent question. he knows it’s none of his business, but there’s a tiny flicker of uncertainty within him ignited by the noise, and he rests his hand on the smooth, golden doorknob.

he opens it quietly, with bated breath.

just take a quick peek. enough to see she’s okay, that’s all.

he definitely does not expect to see the fourth hyun princess with one foot out the window and in clothing that basically screamed i’m not supposed to be sneaking out but i’m doing so anyway - you can’t stop me.

it is very clearly a safety hazard, so he says the first thing he knows will stop her in her tracks.

(of course, knowing him, he may or may not have accidentally dropped all formalities at that very moment.)