Devadas royalty au my beloved
King!Deva x Prince!Das
Let the story begin~
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When the young prince was going to be wed. He figured he'd be married to a wonderful or smart or kind prince. He didn't expect to be married to a prince-to-be-king who was nothing but a brute. A handsome brute. Prince Das and was considered one for the most naive and smart prince in the whole kingdom, and for him to be wed to a to be king who caused nothing but trouble. Das didn't like that one bit. He sat pouting every single day hoping that his parents would change their mind. See how disapproving he was to the decision. BUT NOPE. Guess parents do become blind after they've set their mind on something. Das had tried many times. Trying to convince his father to give him some time. To think about it. But his father's response had always been. "Das, this is your chance to prove yourself to be the perfect prince. listen to me...you have always made us proud. One more time is all I ask."
The prince would almost tear up at this and lose his confidence immediately. And the worst part was. HE DIDN'T EVEN SEE HIS TO BE HUSBAND'S FACE. To be honest the maids had tried to show him the pictures but he was just too bratty and stubborn. The prince sighed. He made his way to the window sill and stared out. His "husband" was supposed to arrive at the castle 20 mins ago, the king had sent Das back into the room so that he didn't have to feel bored. But Das felt anxiety instead. He didn't know why. Was he actually looking forward to this ? Pfffttf must've been the lunch. He did a looot of stress eating. He bit his lip. Nope that wasn't it. Das paced the room wiping the sweat off his forehead. He needs to get the hell out of this place. Slowly he made his way towards his bedroom door and pulled it. It didn't open. One more time. Fuck. His father locked him in. Das let out a frustrated scream. "DAD OPEN THE DOOR. DAD GODDAMIT I SWEAR. DAD" He banged on the door with all his might. "Stupid stupid why must he do this to me? I hate everything! I HATE EVERYTHING!" He screamed as he threw his crown onto the floor. He stood there panting. Trying to calm himself down. The window. THE WINDOW. Das looked around to see the window still open. "YES" he screamed. "TAKE THAT MOTHERFATHER." He grabbed a few of his clothes tying one end to another. "YOU'RE GONNA REGRET THIS" He laughed in success as the long makeshift rope reached the bottom. Das quickly fastened the cloth and got ready to leave the foresaken place. Then it hit him. His fear of heights. "Hah..." Das whimpered as he looked down. "Atleast 20 feet" he gulped. Suddenly he felt lightheaded, stumbling back he tried to gather himself. "If I stay here... I'll go mad" Das breathed out. "If I go out I'll die" He looked down again. The grass below was mocking him. Humming at how stupid das looked at the moment. The prince let out a deep breath. "I can't stay here" He decided. Slowly he put one leg out of the window sill, resting his leg on the knot of the cloth, hoping that it won't untie itself. He then, using the support of his hands put the other leg and grabbed the cloth ladder with his right hand while his left hand held the window sill. "Oh god" Das whimpered "I'm gonna die." He slowly left the sill and let out a loud yelp while grabbing the cloth. He felt tears pricking his eyes. This was too much for him. Too much. This is NOT what he asked for. "No time to panic das" he assured himself. "I HAVE to get down now." Slowly he put his other leg down. And that's when it all went south. His leg slipped making him scream in terror and leave the only thing that was keeping him alive. The fucking cloth ladder had been useless. Well not if you COUNT HIS DEATH. He felt the wind rushing against his ears and his tears made his way. "So this is how I'm going to die" Das pathetically thought. "A sad loser virgin boy"
He was dying. He's dying. He's dy- with a small fwump he felt himself come to a soft landing. He looked up in panic. Oh. His breath stopped. Underneath him was a man. Eyes blazing and he was panting slightly still holding das on his chest. His hands around Das's waist. "What were you doing?" The man rasped out. Das almost whimpered out loud at that voice. "I-i think it's pretty clear what i-i w-was doinG" he managed to stutter. The man looked at the cloth ladder and back at him. "You're fucking dumb for being known as such a smart prince" the man scoffed. Das could feel the man's muscles ripple as he let out that scoff. Fuck. He was still on top of him. He quickly scrambled away from the man. Heat rising to his face. "I- well...I..um" Das started. His mind was malfunctioning and he still was in shock. He trembled slightly. Wondering how he was still alive. The strange man must've noticed him. He was quickly wrapped in a satin cloth making him snap out of his thoughts. The man kneeled infront of him, making him blush once more. Shit the man was too handsome. Hair swept aside, those sharp eyes. His everything. "You're okay now" the man comforted, pulling das forward. "I saved you, you're fine" Das nodded. In a daze. He fell forward onto the man's shoulder. The sane him would have never done this. He never had the courage. But not now. He felt warm next to this man. He wanted to stay with him. Call him idiotic. But he loved how the man held him gently, patting him on the head. "Would you like to get up?" The man husked. Das nodded. The man stood up first and held out his hand for the prince to take. Das hesitated, but joined their hands. In a flash the handsome man pulled him up against his chest. Das squeaked, holding onto the man's shoulders. "Careful love" the man whispered. "Don't want you getting hurt" Das looked up to see the man standing at him in fondness. He blushed, adjusting his glasses in an attempt to calm himself. "what's...your name?" Das asked loving how he didn't stutter. The man looked at him and smirked. "Deva .. it's king Deva. Prince Das"
Fuck
Das was screwed
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I hope you liked this. Chapter 2 may or may not come out because I have commitment issues with my books and shit. So this could be a one-shot or a novel kind of thing. Honestly I haven't decided.