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- * — glass

dasom:

she’s always known that this was the path laid out for her, but she never imagined it like this. she’s no stranger to the fact that she was to be the next queen consort for hui qing; she’s been reminded countless times of their betrothal, so even if she wanted to forget, she knew she couldn’t. you’d think that as she grew up, she’d want more control of who her love life involved, but luckily for her father she ended up falling head over heels for the crown prince— there was no one else that she wanted to notice her romantically other than him.

but that… never actually happened. and if it did, no one had noticed it. she’s only ever made subtle attempts at hinting something more than friendship over the years, but eventually stopped over the thought of how desperate she might’ve seemed. he was always too busy, almost unapproachable for her, so any form of romantic connection failed to form.

it was the reason she was even here, waiting outside his doorstep for the past twenty minutes. his mother was worried since he’d been failing to answer his calls, so she conjured up this great plan to send his fiancée over in hopes of both checking up on him and for the two of them to forcibly bond— why not kill two birds with one stone, right? the only thing she wasn’t expecting was to be waiting for him to return home; it was a mistake on her part. luckily as she was about to call, he arrived just in the nick of time.

she gives her fiancé a sweet smile, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear out of habit whenever he was near. you would think after all these years she would be a little less obvious about her crush on him. ( sometimes it was crazy to think she was even marrying the guy. ) ❝ ah, your mother was worried about you, oppa. you weren’t answering your calls? ❞ she stepped into his penthouse before him, looking around before turning back to him. ❝ she thought, um, that we could bond too… but if this is a bad time, i can come back another day? i should’ve called… ❞

it wasn’t as though hui qing disliked dasom. she was an enjoyable young woman who was smart and one of the most beautiful women he's laid eyes on. he was more than content with their engagement and felt no need to work against their parents' wishes. yet, he never really spare more thoughts about it, he was too preoccupied with his career and his path as the future king. him being married wouldn't come to center stage until he was older, and now, as he watched the woman before him, tuck her hair behind her ear, it seemed his marriage would be coming much sooner than he expected.

a soft grin appeared on hui qing’s face, his hand placed on the woman’s arm as he gestured for dasom to make herself at home. " oh is that so?" he questioned, as he slipped his shoes off, and took off his jacket and placed it inside his closet. " dasom-ah, take off your coat, i'll put it away for now." the prince directed, before giving off a rather sheepish laugh. " my phone had run out of battery, and i left my charger at home, i'll be sure to give her a text to ensure her i'm safe." he explains, before humming as he began to walk further into his penthouse. " it's not a problem dasom-ah." reassuring the younger, as he made his way to the kitchen. " i would have just liked to take you to a restaurant, but never mind that, we can always have dinner here."

" i'll make some pasta of some sorts. " hui qing suggested, as he began to look through his rather bare fridge, a small frown appearing on his face as he noticed the lack of ingredients in the application. " is a tomato and garlic pasta suitable for tonight ?" the doctor questions, as he began to pull out the ingredients from the fridge, even without hearing dasom's answers. " i have some red wine as well, would you like some too ?" maybe he was a bit nervous himself as well, which was evident in the way he was unable to keep still.

a habit of his from youth. when he felt slightly out of focused, hui qing couldn't help but move around and become rather shaky. " how are you by the way? i haven't had the pleasure of seeing you since i left for greece, and while my mother spoke of you every once in awhile, it's not the same dasom=ah. " his lips turn downwards for a moment as he begins to prepare the ingredients. " you didn't even video chat me when i was away dasom, i was actually quite hurt, i thought you had forgotten me." hui qing teases with a small laugh.

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Send “✆” for a MORNING text. Send “✉” for a text that WASN’T SENT. Send “☎” for a RUSHED text. Send “⁇” for a DRUNK text. Send “✿” for a SUGGESTIVE text. Send “ø” for a LATE NIGHT text. Send “✘” for a HATEFUL text. Send “#” for a RANDOM text. Send “@” for a SCARED text. Send “&” for a LOVING text. Send “%” for a CURIOUS text. Send “ツ” for an EXCITED text. Send “$” for an ACCIDENTAL text. Send “♀” for a HEARTBREAKING text.

hc + love

( headcanons // closed )

has huiqing ever loved anyone before ? memories of school uniforms and whispers behind booksheleves flash in his mind but huiqing quickly pushes the thought away. teenage romance could hardly count as love. another image flashes in his head, causing huiqing to smile softly. perhaps he could learn to love though.

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hc + alcohol

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hui qing was fifteen when he had his first sip of alcohol - a ball with various other royals and nobles, it was only asking for trouble to leave a teenage boy with others as he was so eager to please. a sip of something stronger than what filled the glasses of his parents, but hui qing was willing to do more than needed to gain these nobles support. after all everything had a purpose and even teenage rebellion.

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hc + dreams

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“ when i was a boy - perhaps six years old, i was enamored by the adventures of peter pan and the lost boys, it wasn’t odd to see me playing with my brother and acting out these adventrues. till this day, i suppose i have a soft spot for the day i dream of fighting pirates and swimming with mermaids.”

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- * — steady w. heosoo

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heosoo:

There was no one in Heosoo’s life like Hui Qing. No one who truly bothered to scold him because they cared that he was drinking from a bottle or because they were worried about where he’d end up if he finished it. Maybe Heosoo liked that slight radiation of warmth in his chest when the spot next to him was filled and the bottle was pull from his hold with that look a parent should have had when they caught the twenty-four year old in such a situation. Still, it wouldn’t be Heosoo if he didn’t have a smart comment and he shrugged his shoulders before them out of habit. “It’s more degrading to have to be around their false humility and bullshit.”

Heosoo puckered his lips together, humming in thought and shaking his head. “I don’t know about that. One less drug on the street, one less child lost – isn’t that the slogan?” A smile playing on his lips as he glances at the man next to him, bringing the blunt to his lips and inhaling deeply as Hui Qing continuing with his usual lecture. The one about his image, about photographs and his employers – he hates that word. His nose crinkles as he drums his fingers down his knees and slowly begin to exhale the burn from his lungs. A blanket smothering over his head as he shakes it. “I’m not some fucking nanny that they pay, Hui Qing. And you’ve met Jaewon, he’s more of a fucking mess than I am.”

“It’s why we’re perfect for one another. I let him do his shit and he lets me do mine, we’re friends,” Heosoo insisted of his words, wondering if the older male would recognizes his annoyance at the placement of him as some employee at a company. There was the momentary contemplation of reaching around for the bottle, but he was quick to toss the idea and stick out his hand. “And give me my alcohol back. If you’re going to insult my honour, I need to be drunker than this,” he states, tapping his hand to the front of Hui Qing’s chest and jutting his chin towards the bottle.

hui qing often pounded over the reason to heosoo’s destructive behavior. how the younger male could always seem eager to put that toxic crap into his body. perhaps that was why hui qing was the one scolding him and heosoo was the one who kept drinking and abusing drugs. they were different people, set on different paths, and while hui qing had to need to scold or even worry about the younger man beside him. the doctor in him found it harder and harder to ignore the other's behavior. " that's toxic tongue of yours is going to lead you into trouble heosoo-ah." berated hui qing, a grim expression still evident in his features.

in the end, hui qing knew it wasn't worth scolding heosoo, the younger was stuck in his ways. the grimace still remained on the prince's lips - if he couldn't push heosoo to a more righteous path than how was he going to lead his subjects when he became king. perhaps this was the reason why hui qing continues to scold the younger even if he was all for nothing in the end.yes, his need to succeed made it hard for him to even think about abandoning his goal to ensure heosoo didn’t die over toxic habits. for a moment a frown appears on his lips, the name of the oldest yang son brings rather bitter connations - but as quick as it appears, it vanishes and is instead replaced with a blank expression. “ well, i hope that by me ensuring you don’t die in a museum’s restroom will keep the crown prince in better shape. “ his tone a bit blunt - nonetheless it didn’t show his true feelings for the other royal.

perhaps he was a bit envious over the fact jaewon and heosoo could be so close. he wasn’t friends with the staff his family employed. and he supposed that was his fault - he had, after all, closed him off from others the moment he turned sixteen. at the younger's request, hui qing sighed, glancing at heosoo as he mulled over his options. before shaking his head. " i'd rather not enable you." hui qing explains a hint of distaste bubbling over. " if you’re good for the rest of the night, maybe i’ll give it back.”

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ryminjun:

minjun nodded her head. “yes my lord, i just finished tutoring your youngest sister nuying, she’s doing much better in her science and english studies then before.” she complicated using much formality as possible. the oldest son, prince hui is much older than her, possibly a few years and she has never tutored him before because of the age gap. minjun has only worked at the royal palace for only a year or two and has worked closely with the younger pyo siblings and only have met hui through them when he gets curious of his siblings’ time to learn. heck she still gets so formal and stiff around him even to this day. he just has this aura like as a prince should be maybe.

“i was just going to go out to shopping district to get groceries for my parents, mom is still busy at the bakery while dad said he’ll be home late.” she flipped up the top of her back pack, a casual tutor she is compared to having large suit cases or those rolling ones, and buckled it shut being aware that everything should be back in her possession. “i’m jealous of the library here, lord hui.” she complimented as casually as she can then she thought of something. “do you have any meetings to lord hui? if not then would you possibly care to join me on my errands?”

“ i’m glad.” hui qing said an approving hum. “ she’s a smart girl, you just need to push her towards her goal and make her focus,” he adds, with a soft laugh. he supposed he was closer with the tutor than any other staff, since hui qing put education above most, and tended to be curious about his siblings’ progress, so he spoke to minjun more often than he did with the other staff. she was a rather nice girl and worked hard enough to ensure the members of the pyo family were educated properly.

“ oh, well that sounds quite fun, i haven’t had a chance to really do my own shopping for groceries,” he explains - a rather sheepish expression appearing on the doctor’s face. he didn’t realize how out of touch he could be with the little things citizens have to go through." our library huh.." hui qing repeated, a hum escaping his lips as his eyes glazed back towards the towering bookcases that filled the room. " it took many generations to fill it up, if you see a book you would like to read you can borrow it. rest assure it should be fine, just bring it back." he explains, waving towards the books." would that really be appropriate ?" the prince questions, his arms crossed with a rather stern expression, " i, myself don't really mind, but i know sometimes the press would follow us, are you alright with that ?" the doctor knew that it might sound a bit blunt, but it was only to ensure the younger was comfortable and didn't feel burdened.

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- * — rose w.noyna

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at this point in his life, attending balls was something he could have easily done in his sleep. the small talk rarely changed topics, always about the latest vacation or how the family was doing, it was simple and painstaking boring at some point. but it was his younger’s sister coming out party so hui qing didn’t mind having to go through the motions to ensure she had her family supporting her.

though that couldn’t stop the sense of boredom that began to crawl up in the back of his spine as the night drew on.

during a lull of conversation and dancing - hui qing found himself searching for an empty seat amongst the room. his eyes scanned the room, before zeroing in at the sight of noyna who was currently sitting alone. being friend with sungjae, he’s met with noyna once before. while they’ve only spoken for a short time period, hui qing was still eager to get to know the woman who was going to marry one of his close friends.

gingerly he made his way to the empty seat, a smile settled on his lips. " is this seat taken ?" hui qing questioned.

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dahee:

there were a lot of thoughts running across her mind right then. all were centered around why life would put her into a situation like the one she was in. was life making fun of her? after all the time she spent trying avoid eye to eye confrontation with the man in the pyo residence, she found herself in the exact situation she always ran away from somewhere where she least expected it.

“i, um..” she struggled to talk, the presence of the prince throwing her off. her eyes peeled away from him and she touched her cheek with her cold hand, hoping that it will take away the heat and dissolve the crimson colour. “a little bit. i didn’t expect anyone coming in.” the words left her mouth only when she took a step away from him, finally feeling like she could breathe. it felt ridiculous; the fact that she had to physically get away from him in order to function like a normal human would. dahee couldn’t help but ask herself why out of all the people in south korea he had to be the one to make her malfunction.

her hand peeled away from her cheek and she motioned at the red gift bags. “there are about eighty gift bags here for the children. and from what the manager told me, there should be double the candy in the box.” her thoughts drifted away, as she suddenly didn’t look flustered anymore, concentration filling her features. “the gift bags should also have one story book or one coloring book. they said that they are going to give both to each kid, but for some reason the number got cut off to one for each child. which i think is ridiculous.” she had been very furious about that earlier. there was a lot on her mind when it came to giving to children. “there are also toys in some of the boxes near the door but they most likely won’t fit into the bags without stretching them so i figured that maybe it would be a good idea to gather a couple of volunteers and just give out the toys to kids directly when they are leaving the venue…” she kept spilling beans without as much as taking a breath, finally looking back at the prince with a small smile. “it’s actually not that much work, your highness. i am sure i can manage to do it alone.”

the girl looked vaguely familiar. perhaps she had worked with this charity beforehand or maybe a patient from the hospital? regardless, the face caused huiqing to pause as he tried to recall where he had seen the girl before him. nonetheless, that wasn’t important, he was more concerned with the way the woman before him continued fidget, perhaps he had really shocked her.

which lead to huiqing's stomach turn in a rather uncomfortable way. he knew that some citizens were uncomfortable with the royalty to see the least. and while most who felt that way were polite with their distrust, huiqing understood that some could not hide their distaste. but the woman before seemed more nervous than anything else.” i apologize, i was just directed here by some of the staff, but please uh ..” was it arrogant to assume she knew he was a royal, perhaps. but nonetheless, it was polite to ensure her to keep the air around them rather casual. " please, just don't mind me, i'm here to work." he explained, his hand waving off as if trying to fan away the awkwardness.

“it seemed that the rather awkward aura around the room had dissipated as the woman before him started to explain the task at hand. the prince paced towards the said gift bags, humming softly as he took in the information that the woman stated to him. huiqing’s lips turned at the fact that the children wouldn’t be able to get both the coloring books and the storybook, huh that was interesting. “ perhaps they miscounted and don’t have enough of both, that’s a shame but that will be something to take note on for the next event.” now that the woman had gotten over her surprise, it seemed that she was quite involved with an event which caused huiqing to smile fondly at her words.” that sounds like a wonderful idea, it seems like you’ve thought about the whole ordeal for quite a while.” he stated, before finally taking the time to take a good look at the woman. “ oh, you’re the estate’s gardener aren’t you ? dahee isn’t it ?” huiqing exclaimed as sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck. “ please i came here to help, don’t worry about it.” huiqing waved his hand once more, before settling down at the table which held the gift bags, ‘ i put the candies in the bag correct ? how many are supposed to be in here again ?”

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chanwoo:

huiqing was truly a professional when it came to denying the atmosphere, something that chanwoo had picked up on long ago. he knew that his brother could feel the stares and hear the whispers echoing wherever it went; but yet and still, he keeps a cool head and tries to defuse the tension the spectators create. this was something the younger prince had always admired about his older brother; he was better than anyone he knew at holding in how he honestly felt or in this case, changing how others may feel.

“ah, i see.”

sitting adjacent from his brother in one of the plush armchairs, chanwoo hummed thoughfully – patting his cheeks playfully as the elder pointed out his loss of weight. “well,” there was a pause as a chuckle escaped the younger prince’s lips. “you know how it is, hyung. residency is filled with the walking dead. you won’t make it unless you can adapt to five minute coffee breaks and thirty minutes of sleep.”

leaning back in the chair slightly, chanwoo crossed his arms. “kyunghee feels about the same when i was a student so it isn’t too bad. probably because a majority of the staff were my seniors back when i was a first year.” his gaze turned to focus on his brother.

“how about you, hyung? are you readjusting back into the seoul lifestyle alright?”

the hurried footsteps of a maid can be heard throughout the hall. hui qing after almost a decade of a feud he wanted no part in knows that she is eager to speak about how the two princes of the pyo family were finally seen together once more. it was annoying, but the relaxed and confident stature of the first son showed little of his true feelings.

” i’ve heard your match has been finalized, congratulations brother. mother tells me that the duchess of daegon is so beautiful that even the stars are jealous. “ his eyes twinkling with mirth, a bit gleeful to tease his younger brother. which was a rare opportunity in the present, with the tension rising as their father grew older.

the memories of his residency were a bit chaotic, lack of sleep and the constant working period was character building and the experience he needed for his career. but to see it from the outside perspective, hui qing understood now why his parents were rather worried over his wellbeing during that time period.” i suppose you’re right, i do not envy you chanwoo, i’m glad that part of my life is over with.”

“ it’s good that you’re adjusting well, hopefully, that will only help your career in the future.”, to assume that chanwoo would stay in the medical career, for the king did not have time for that, but hui qing wouldn't entertain the thought any further.

“ yes i am, though i miss the fulfillment i got from working in greece, it’s nice to be back locally with our family and friends.” he explains, before humming softly. “ though the hospital isn’t giving as much of the hours as i want.”

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- * — interlude w.taeha

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taeha:

for weeks– no, months. the workload taeha began taking on… slowly proving to be impossible to accomplish on each set deadline. why weren’t there more hours in a day? sleep becoming an unfamiliar concept as she forces herself to stay awake all throughout the day and the night. copious amounts of empty redbull cans occupying her desk.

when you’re a royal, own a successful company and having to be the face of south korea’s younger generation – sleep would always be the last of your priorities.

she trusts hui qing – after all he’s a royal himself and they’re friends. and if taeha considered you to be a friend, you must be trustworthy and loyal and a pretty damn great person. it took a while to get to the hospital, having to detour around all of seoul, switch a few cars for paparazzi to not know where she’s going.

upon hearing the knock on the door she stood up, lightly smiling at the sight of her friend. “enough with the formalities, i get that enough with everyone else, you know me better than that, friend.” she sits back down on the chair, a leg crossing over the other, her bag placed neatly on her lap.

“i have a favour to ask.”

“ now that’s a habit that’s hard to throw off.” hui qing admitted, his eyes twinkling with humor as he steps closer to taeha. and without noticing, hui qing found himself observing the princess, taking in the way taeha’s stature seemed to be a bit more tired than usual. how her face seemed a bit more gaunt than usual

he lips turn in displeasure, as he continues to notices the signs that the princess was not taking care of herself properly. “ you haven’t been properly taking care of yourself, haven’t you ?” a rhetorical statement, hui qing needed no answers, and was already trying to find out how to ensure taeha didn’t overwork herself.

“ a favor ?” the doctor repeats, his eyebrows furrowing together as his gaze went from his notepad towards his old friend. if it was a favor, usually it would be asked outside of his workplace, the hospital setting was meant only for medical reasons. this was a bit odd, but nonetheless, hui qing was more than willing to listen to her request.

his confusion dissipates after a moment, his eyes lingering on taeha before he replies, “ and what exactly is this favor ?” the woman before him was a close ally, and a friend, therefore, he doesn’t mind pulling strings for her but there's only so much he can do.

" i'm more than willing to help you though, so i'm glad you came to me."

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