forget me not

ahn yul, 23, mayor's eldest son civil servant, under his father

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haeyiwoon:

“even if you weren’t a lady,” he began, following his friend’s gaze, his own smile faltering at the sight of another charming his beloved – he took another sip of his drink just to keep the edges of his lips curled up into an expression that resembled friendliness and not hostility. certainly, however, it was difficult to hide such an expression from his eyes, and woon was glad that it was nighttime, and the sun could not shed light to show the shadows of the crown prince’s constitution. 

“i am obligated,” he continued, clearing his throat and pointedly looking away, “to flatter you. you are my friend, after all.”

he paused, for a moment, and added, “and as my friend, i trust you can tell me who that man is? out of curiosity, of course, and not interest – you know how these things go.” jealousy tended to breed from him one lie after another. he hated its bitterness. “will you tell me if the lady he’s communing with holds any special sort of…liking to him?”

“oh, listen to you how smooth.” yul smiles at the comment, he was indeed happy to have been able to to be on the crown prince’s good side-- he had seen many times, what happens when you are on his bad side and especially so if you attempt to show affection for, a certain someone, “indeed i am your friend, and i would say i am obligated to give you all the information i have as well, don’t you think so?”

it was while he had still been with his father he had noticed her, song suji-- the girl who had woon’s affection, affection that he was sure many other women desired and affection that might be better with someone who held more desire for the throne it self but yul wasn’t one to dictate who his friend had affections for.

“well i have noticed, her gaze had been rather distracted--” he nodded his head, “i think he is the son of one of the ministers-- minister jeon i believe, she is rather friendly with most of them.” quietly he took sip of his drink, “but no, i believe her affections lie with someone completely different than the man she is talking to.”

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⌇ signs of affection

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dalseulhye:

she could feel him regarding her with his eyes, every movement – every small flicker of her wrist and the fluttering of her lashes. even perhaps, the pause of each breath; so it was only fair that she does the same. not as openly as him, she let her eyes linger on the curve of his face, the lovely slope of his nose – not a second too long or a moment too soon, her eyes had rested somewhere else, his wrist, long fingers – she calculated each lovely quiver and every blemish, an unending equation in her mind. 

“yes my lord, one of my brothers is a general, and the other two work in civil service.” 

slight surprise coloured her features as he took the bottle from her, pouring her a glass instead – rendering her speechless; almost. seulhye managed to find her tongue before she descended into looking impossibly foolish. 

“and you, my lord? are you perhaps acquainted with any of my brothers perhaps?” 

if he was, and her brothers managed to neglect their rightful duty in introducing her to all their eligible friends; they would get an earful as soon as they arrived home. for ahn yul is more than just a catch, she understood now – the only thing better would be to marry one of the chief councillor’s sons (impossible, for they are all spoken for) or marry a prince (a dream she still hold dear to her heart, despite how small the hope). 

if she wasn’t about to rule the nation with a title, let her rule the nation’s capital instead. 

“truthfully, quite uneventful–” there was a small pout gracing her lips as she flickered her eyes over to his before taking a sip, the alcohol tasted bitter on her tongue – a welcomed bitterness that she so cherished. “i’m sure you’ve found many interesting ladies to speak to, no?” 

yul found himself observing her, she was beautiful-- like a flower, she was treasured by her parents and three brothers, yul knew that much-- after all he was friends of one of her brothers. he wanted to treat her well, not because his father expected him to but because he wanted to, she deserved only the best treatment. while with her yul couldn’t help but think that, if woon didn’t already have someone, maybe the lady seulhye would have been right up his alley. however here he was with her, he couldn’t help but feel a little lucky even though he barely knew her.

“i do know him, minjun right?” he lifted his brows and smiled at her, “he is a good friend of mine...”

for a moment he had forgotten how he had gotten to know minjun but that didn’t matter, he wasn’t here to talk about her brother after all-- he was here to make sure that she was having a good time. that was his duty as a lord, especially when he was presented with a family’s only girl. yul was sure however that he would hear it from minjun if he were to be engaged to his sister-- probably get threatened as well if he didn’t treat her well.

“uneventful, despite this being a wedding?” he mused at her and sat down across from her, he didn’t want to make her uncomfortable by sitting to close and he wanted to show his respects to her well. “i am sure you expect me to say yes,” he smiled gently at her, “but except for you lady seulhye, there hasn’t been anyone interesting to talk to i am afraid.”

“i am sure that you have have caught the eyes of different lords however,” that much he was sure of, the only daughter of the state count official, however yul also knew-- he was probably ranked higher than most of them, so hopefully that kept them at bay.

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dalyonghan:

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whispers linger in the ears of the willing; yonghan enjoys making flowers bloom their roses on pale and porcelain cheeks.  perhaps that’s what happens when he’s left unchecked, as he so often is.  the youngest son of the minister of personnel has never lived as the apple of his father’s eye, so lately he’s been dipping himself in nectar far more sweet than that of wine.  the woman he’s talking to now seems to feel the heat from his words if the blush on her cheeks is any indication and yonghan can almost taste her on his tongue until she startles like a deer.

a newborn fawn is nothing of interest.  yonghan lets out a sigh and turns only to find his younger cousin beside him, bright eyed and bushy tailed as always.  “ i won’t do anything, i think, but maybe you’re still too wet behind the ears.” his grin is that of a fox when he wraps an arm around his cousin’s shoulders, with only a look thrown back at his former company.

“ tell me, why were you so keen on finding me here?”

yul stands beside the male and glances at the female, brows raise as he smiles at her and he disregarded her blush for now. the ahn cousins were rumored to be attractive, one was a womanizer and the other was reserved but both were attractive, “off you go now,” he waved the younger female off before turning his head around to look at his cousin.

a soft chuckle escaped his lips as he meets yonghan’s eyes, “i just felt that the young lady needed to be saved before a wolf ate her,” he teased him a little, “not really, i finally managed to slip away from father’s view-- i have had enough listening to all of his borish comments and the heavy talks, we are at a wedding but the older official don’t really know how to celebrate anything besides their own success.”

a hand reched out and yul grabbed a glass of wine fron one of the servats that was walking about, handing it over to his cousin before taking one for himself, “have a drink with me will you?”

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haeyiwoon:

his behaviour wasn’t something some ministers took too lightly. woon is too open, too warm, smiles too much, they say, and too proper in a friendly way. he’s hated for it in the same degree that other people pretend to love him, and he’s well aware of the fact. there’s not many he can trust, even those who share the same blood as him; how hwan ever dealt with it is something that woon can never ask, and he’s not sure that he’d follow any kind of advice from the dead, anyway.

“i’m not offering three drinks to everyone,” woon corrects, motioning for one of the attendants to pour a cups for the both of them to start with. the thought is incredulous enough to make him laugh a little, and once their cups are full, he takes both, and offers one to someone he considers a friend – at least, for now. should sangwoon ever garner more favour, he hopes that yul will at least remain by his side.

“i’m only offering three drinks to you,” he says with a smile, taking a drink from his own cup, and giving a brilliant smile. at least, by appearances, he might be called worthy of being crown prince. “and i can hold my alcohol extremely well, thank you very much. the question is – can you?”

“oh you flatter me,” yul teased the male, to many his friendship with woon had become one of envy but also one of wonder, how had these two become such good friende-- sure enough yul had been the mayors son. it was something even his father had wondered about, after all when he had grown up yul had little to no spare time but when he had spare time, yul had always made sure to spend it with either woon or yonghan.

in the eyes of everyone else, their friendship was one that could be a scary one, especially for the future when yul was mayor and woon was the king. yul knew that unless it was extremely drastic and could cause more harm to the people of joseon, he would probably support woon’s claim and his options, something that was a worry amongst the officials that were currently in the court. 

“i am no lady woon, you don’t have to sound so charming,” yul chuckled to himself as he took a quick sip from his cup, “you should save your charms for someone else,” his gaze shifted across the room as he noticed a familiar figure, someone he had delivered letters to, then he noticed how she was smiling and he turned his eyes back to woon, “however seem’s like her beauty has charmed another lord.”

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⌇ signs of affection

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dalseulhye:

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not to mention the fact that it will be painfully easy for her to fall in love with such a pretty face. 

“i do not– not personally, i suppose. although i think my brothers might be acquainted with the groom somewhat.” 

as they walked over to one of the many tables strewn on top of lovely embroidered mats, seulhye sank gracefully seated in front of a particularly empty table, looking up at him to do the same. 

              “shall i pour you a drink, my lord?” 

even from his point of view, out of everyone he had seen at the wedding-- she was the most suited to be a noble lady, the way she carried herself and spoke, she was born into her position but also she was born to be a lady. that much yul was sure of, even if she had been of common birth she would probably still have the same kind of grace that she had now. yul understood why his mother had approved of her.

from what he himself had gathered, their families rank was also alinged with eachother and that was more than enough for his father, after all he couldn’t marry of his eldest son to the crown as well-- not after he had spent so much time to make sure yul would be ready to take over after him, right now yul knew what his father would want him to do, make sure lady seulhye was content and took a liking to him-- though yul himself had never been very good at that, he was more of natural flirt, nothing like his cousin who was dripping with confidence in his ability to woo ladies and men alike.

“your brother? he is in the military is he not?” oh the dream, yul had always admired the soilders from when he was little, if he had a choice then that is the route he would have taken no doubt but he had never had a choice.

his eyes naturally followed her movements, he wouldn’t say that he had fallen for the young lady-- but he might have been taken by her, it was like her movements demanded attention, in the most graceful way one could possibly expect.

“you are already seated lady seulhye, let me pour you one,” he raised his brows and smiled at her ever so charmingly, one of the very few tricks he knew he could pull out of his own sleeve. then he grabbed took a porclain pitcher from a servant that walked by them and two glasses.

as he poured some  wine into class he looked up at her, then engagingly he asked her, “is your evening going well so far?”

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⌇ dearest sister

@dalyujin

if there was one person that yul would ever openly admit that he missed, it would have to be his sister-- even though their parents didn’t give their kids any love, his older sister always showered him and their younger brother with more than enough attention, when he was sick-- yujin would be the one that took care of him instead of the servants even it put her at risk of becoming ill as well.

so when yujin had called for yul, there was no other answer in his mind than he should indeed go and see her at the estate she shared with her husband. yul was already standing outside, humming to himself as he entered through the gates, servants making a fuss over him the moment he stepped inside.

"where is my sister?” he asked a random maid and quietly the maid started learning him towards where his sister was waiting for him.

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haeyiwoon:

if there’s any friendship his mother approves of, it’s this: the son of the mayor of the capital and the crown prince getting along is important not just politically, but socially. woon understands the gravity of it, and thinks maybe it’ll be quite a grand scene if he pretends that he’s suddenly displeased, or that he wants to cut ties. it’ll certainly stir things up– but it’s a fleeting thought, and disappears instantly when yul smiles at him. he hardly pays attention to the other men.

“don’t bother with such stiff formalities, my friend,” he laughs, patting yul’s back lightly. it’s a gesture meant to show their closeness, and how much he pretends not to care about the opinions of dying men, if the shade of white hair on them are anything to go by.

“come, let’s drink,” he urges, motioning with a hand for the male to follow him as he’s already halfway turning to walk away. “if i may steal this handsome young lord from you, gentlemen,” he tells them lightheartedly; they’re obliged to smile and laugh and nod. woon can’t care any less. he’s just eager to get away from earshot in order to ask the real questions. “three drinks, then, yul?”

yul had always thought that his own political alignment would be chosen by himself but being his father’s son, it was only natural that people thought he also had the same views as his father, though he was sure he had shared it with yul at somepoint in their friendship. it also pleased him that when woon approached him, his father had nothing to say and yul could almost do whatever he pleased however he pleased, though he had been raised well and knew not to cause a scene, especially not at a wedding.

“as you wish woon,” immidiately his formal tone dropped, he viewed his father from the corner of his eye and he already knew that he might hear it later but right now, there was only one person he cared about in the room and he was standing right infront of him, his father couldn’t oppose the crown prince and yul had realized over the years that he had a powerful friend and ally in woon..

in a slow pace he walks beside the crown prince, glancin at the different types of drinks that had been set out, “yes, let’s drink for the happy, newly wed couple shall we?” he questioned, even thoughbhe had sensed the tension earlier, “three drinks it is then, you sure you will be able to hold you alcohol tonight? if you offer to take three drinks with everyone?” he chuckled as he completely forgot about his father’s existence, right now he’d much rather spend tiime wiht the crown prince.

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⌇ signs of affection

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dalseulhye:

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“hello.” she murmured in a respectable tone, bowing her head slightly so that her golden hairpins twinkled lightly from the soft glow of the lanterns around them. she then gave him a smile, the smile that would snatch the breath away from some men – and looked at him through her lashes. 

“i’m jeon seulhye.” 

           “perhaps we should let the youngsters become better acquainted?” 

amazing he is at his job, it was obvious that her father was no actor. if she was any other woman of lower birth, she might’ve rolled her eyes – but she isn’t, so she didn’t, merely smiling dazzlingly at her father and bowing as the two elders walked some distance away. with her attention fully on the man in front of her, she regarded his face slowly – calculatingly, the way she always does. 

“do you know the happy couple personally, my lord?” 

from a young age yul had been told to learn all the neames of the different state officials and ministers, it was so that he would have an advantage in the future his father had told him-- and yul remembered lord jeon, was helpful to him after he had finished his studies at the sungkyunkwan. overall yul had a good impression of him as a man, however he wouldn’t have imagined that the lord would let him meet his daughter, his father had probably put in a word for him.

jeon seulhye.

dark orbs curiously studied her appearance after he heard her name, yul could tell that she was someone who knew how to present herself and how to act. thus he could tell why his father thought she could be a suitable for him, or rathter the family in the future-- as he looked at her closer, he remembered the gossip he had heard when he was still studying, ‘state offcial jeon’s daughter is beautiful’. yul for one, had never been one to listen to rumors but he was pleased to say, that this was not a rumor.

once their parents left his attention was soley on her-- he knew how to treat a lady, his mother had taught him well in that sense, politely he leads they way for her through the crowd while making sure no one accidentally bumped into the lady.

“no, i do not know them personally,” he replied to her his voice low, “how about you lady seulhye, do you know the newly wed couple?”

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⌇ trying something new

@dalminjun // set pre-wedding announcement

they were attractive, there was no doubt about that when minjun and yul walked together-- they did turn heads, though it wasn’t something they were both aware off but they found it amusing when the girls giggled as they walked by, at least yul found it amusing. it was a common occurance for them however this day was special-- today someone new had taken an interest in the two attractive boys, it was the local gisaengs, who had been out and about doing whatever they were doing.

                  “hello boys.”

yul lifted his head in confusion and looked straight at the two females standing awfully close to both him and minjun, yul softly nudged his friend in the side to have him look up because yul couldn’t help but stare at the two, they were dressed in their silk, hair and make up was done-- yul had never really interacted with one before, if his father knew he would surely get told that he shouldn’t be friendly with them.

                                     “if you have some time,” the two females giggled in unison,                                                                              “you should come visit us.”

all he could do was look at them as they turned and left, tilting his head slightly out of confusion but also a little curious. 

                               “minjun ah,” he exlaimed, “do you want to go have a look?”

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⌇ signs of affection

@dalseulhye

“there is someone i want you to meet at today’s wedding celebration yul.”

that was what his father had told him as they left their estate today and yul could only think that he wanted him to meet some important friend of his-- maybe even someone in the royal family that he had yet to meet. either way yul knew his purpose for the evening, he was there as his father’s support, to be his father’s bragging right-- his father wanted to brag and show off his son. wearing his formal light blue duramagi, with dark blue sleves and a red thread tied around his stomach he had headed out with his father.

after giving their greetings to the bride and groom, yul found himself looking around the estate-- people observing as he walked after his father.

"state count official jeon. this is my son, ahn yul.”

yul’s father nudged him to come forward and yul sharpedned his senses as he stepped up beside his father, greeting the man with a formal bow, when he looked up yul noticed  that there was someones standing beside him, a female, if he wasn’t mistaken it was official jeon’s youngest child and his only daughter. the words his father had spoken before they left rang, clear as day in his head-- ah.

yul greeted the two with a respectful and formal tip of his head, putting a smile on his face as he lifted his head, “it is a pleasure to make your acquaintance.”

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❝ I feel like a child in clothes far too big for me. ❞

closed ⌇ haedal wedding prompt:❝ I feel like a child in clothes far too big for me. ❞

he heard the young lord to his right make a comment and yul couldn’t help but smile at it, to their parents they were all still young, children if anything-- allthough their ages said adults their parents would mostlikely see them as children until the day that they pass away. that was how it would normally be-- to his own father he was nothing but property, yul was an adult the moment he turned twenty.

“aren’t we all in clothes that are too big?” yul glanced over at the young lord, bowed his head giving the male a quick greeting.

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❝ I don’t think it’s wise to do that here. ❞

closed ⌇ haedal wedding prompt:❝ I don’t think it’s wise to do that here. ❞

for the night, his mother had told him to be aware and careful to whom he spoke to-- he wasn’t sure how how his mother thought he was raised but yul had always been respectful and careful. a part of him had started to get tired of their constant nagging, to the outside world he was as close to a perfect son as he could be but never in their eyes.

a heavy sigh escaped his mouth, when he heard a voice close commenting that it wouldn’t be wise. yul turned to look at the female and gave her a solemn smile, “lady hayeon, won’t you give me a break this once?”

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❝ Well? How do I look? ❞

closed ⌇ haedal wedding prompt:❝ Well? How do I look? ❞

"lady ahreum.”

for a moment his body tensed up, not really sure why the youngest daughter of the state council official kim would approach him, yul tossed a sideways glance at his father-- it could only be one of his attempts. “your hanbok looks quite lovely tonight,” he bowed politely at the female, “it suits you quite well.”

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❝ I just need an excuse to sit here. ❞

closed ⌇ haedal wedding prompt:❝ I just need an excuse to sit here. ❞

yul had been standing all evening, he had also gotten to meet and converse with different people, under and away from his fathers guidance, however his feet were getting tired and he was looking to find a spot to sit. quietly he bowed at his father but he was too busy to notice and without another word said yul found his way to anavailable bench but before he could seat himself, someone else sat down ahead of him and he turned and looked at an unfamilar face.

     “i just need an excuse to sit here.” she told him and yul wasn’t one to remove her.

“please take your time my lady,” he bowed his head, as he tried to figure out what family she was from but he had to admit, he did not reconize her.

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❝ You like me a little, admit it! ❞

accepting ⌇ haedal wedding prompt: ❝ you like me a little, admit it! ❞

he had been on his way back to stand by his father’s side again when he was almost stopped in his tracks by a young lady, observing her posture and the way she carried herself he figured she was lady seulhye whom he had heard many interesting things about the last couple of months– he himself had only talked with her a little, formalities if anything. however yul had been taken back by her direct approach, he didn’t know her that well and she certainly didn’t know him. the only thing they knew was what family they were from, she was the youngest daughter of the state offical jeon, the youngest with three older brothers.

to the outside world– if they matched up, it would be a sight set for sore eyes, visual perfection some would probably dare say.

“lady seulhye,” he slowly and respectfully bowed at her as a greeting, “like can be so many things, if you mean that i like your appearance– then yes i do, i don’t know you well enough to like you beyond that but don’t you think we should change that?”

yul felt his father’s watchful eyes for a moment as he was talking to seulhye, his eyes met his father’s and it was like his father told him to court her– but that wasn’t his style, much to his father’s frustrations.

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❝ Were you following me? ❞

accepting ⌇ haedal wedding prompt:   ❝ Were you following me? ❞

it was after his talk with the crown prince that yul found himself staring on a familiar face, that person was also busy chattering with people-- yul couldnt help but be a little envious of his cousin from across the crowd. quickly he glances at his father, who was again busy with the elderly crowd and he didn’t pay yul any attention, like norml-- so slowly he made his way over to where yonghan was standing and with careful steps, yul stood beside him without saying anything for a short moment and waited for yonghan to notice his precence. 

“cousin,” yul uttered with a playful smile on his face, the lady that yonghan was speaking to blushed as she noticed him standing there beside him. 

                                                        “were you following me cousin?”

yul couldnt help but chuckle, lifting his brows up as he smiled at him, “maybe i was, what are you gonna do about it?”