you realize that it isn’t you that’s going crazy, nor is it classmate!jaemin that’s frozen. his wifi, after all, is doing it’s job well enough in giving you a crystal clear image of him. the only reason you’re feeling slightly unnerved is because, instead of staring at the screen, or even writing down notes, jaemin is staring straight into the camera of his computer, making it seem like he’s intensely flirting with everyone else in the zoom call though in reality, you know all he can see is a black dot. you can’t decide if he’s somehow making a fool of himself or making a fool of you for you feel your cheeks warm ever so slightly, over a freaking zoom call.
[6:25am] you look at the boy sleeping peacefully next to you, your eyes trail over his soft, calm features. Those long eyelashes that are well-resting on his cheeks, perfectly sculpted nose and soft (not chapped!) lips that are tugged in a slight smile; he must be having a good dream – you think as you feel a small smile sneak into you too.
You are entranced, to say the least, to be lucky enough to date the most beautiful person to ever exist.
Naïvely, you move closer to his lips, contemplating to wake boyfriend!Jaemin with a kiss as you snap into your senses again and move out of the frame. You sit up to begin your day only to feel his big hands wrap around your hand and tugging you towards his warm body as Jaemin opens his eyes and says, “Well if you won’t do it, I will.”
Jaemin was driving the two of you to the nursing home that was like, three blocks away from the SME building that you two worked at. If he hadn't been the one driving, you would've most likely thrown a chicken bone at his adorablely cute face. Without any regrets.
"You'll see when we get there."
By the time you arrived, the head nurse had already gotten out all of the porcelain plates that you would be decorating today.
"Y/N!! Is that the boyfriend you've been telling us about???”
"He is so handsome!!"
"I think he is a good match for our dear Y/N, right?"
Your face was literally the equivalent of the surface of a tomato and you desperately hid your face in Jaemin's shirt while he just laughed at you.
"Oh? She talks about me? What does she say about me?"
"Darling, she's head over heels for you! You two are so cute together!!"
"Stay like that and I'll take a picture for your wedding day!!"
By then, you couldn't even bear to move your head away from him because it was so embarrassingly red and you knew that frickin' Jaemin would be slightly pink at best with his classic cheesy smile.
"ARE YOU GOING TO GET MARRIED?!!!!!"
"AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"
These old ladies were no longer old ladies, but old-looking high schoolers now. And this had their full attention.
"Did you get her a ring?!!"
"Are you going to get married abroad?!!"
"Oh no, do the fans know?!!"
"It must be so hard to date an idol..."
Finally, you mustered up the courage to break away and held up your hands in surrender.
"OKAY WE WILL BE PAINTING THE PLATES NOW!!!"
And thankfully, these halmeonis were very easily distracted, but one sat in her wheelchair staring at the boy.
I could've sworn I saw him at the jewelry shop yesterday when I was shopping with Chaeyoung....?
The two of you busied yourselves with getting them situated at the giant table with their little porcelain plates, paint, and cups of water.
"Y/N-ah!! Can you help me paint a cherry blossom tree please?"
It took every ounce of you to not groan out loud. Ms. Taemi had been a real pain in the butt since the very beginning and nothing you did ever seemed to make her happy. And today wasn't an exception.
"AISH WHAT IS THAT?!!"
Her yelling took you by surprise, nearly causing you to drop the plate.
"Ms. Taemi? What's wrong?"
"You! You painted this completely wrong and it looks so ugly! I'll just do it myself, hmph!"
All you could was bow and hand her the plate back.
"I'm sorry Ms. Taemi, I promise I'll try harder next time."
"If I have my way, there won't be a next time!"
This whole time, Jaemin had been helping Ms. Hyemin, who was literally an angel. But the two of them were staring in awe at you. The look of annoyance on your face was so obvious, but yet, you spoke so softly.
Wow.... what did I do to deserve her?
To say he was proud was a severe understatement. It was just such a proud papa moment, even though he was your boyfriend. Everyone who knew you back in high school knew how hard you'd had it, shaping you into the cold-hearted princess of the school. But when you met Jaemin? Your shell completely melted and your bitchy self became one of the sweetest girls anyone had ever met.
Still smiling, he watched as you just went to help someone else. But all the other halmeonies were just not having it. Whatsoever.
"Yah, how can you speak to our Y/N like that?!"
"She tried so hard but you are so ungrateful!!”
"That flower is absolutely beautiful!"
"How does she even deal with you?!!"
Ms. Taemi just hmph!ed and wheeled her way over to the snack table. That's when Jaemin felt the tug on his arm and found Ms. Hyemin beaming at him with that all-knowing granny look.
"You really love her, don't you? Just look at your smile.."
He was usually the cool one who acted so nonchalant about these things, but now he was an absolutely nervous trainwreck.
"I do, I really really do."
"And you know how lucky you are to have her?"
"Yes ma'am."
This was basically the equivalent of meeting the parents, because Y/N had basically been raised in this nursing home after being the sole survivor of a car crash with her parents and little brother. Meaning, Jaemin was literally about to have a heart attack.
"Aigoo... the look in your eyes... the love that you have for her is so obvious I want to cry! You better take good care of her Jaemin-ah or this entire nursing home will come after you."
"I will!"
And that was just the beginning of the interrogation.
"What if she gets sick? Will you be able to cook and take care of her?"
"What if she gets pregnant? Will you love the child unconditionally?"
"What if she gets in a car accident? Will you still tell her she's beautiful?"
"What if someone else hit on her? What would you do?"
"How far are you willing to go to protect her?”
By then, you had left the room to prep their rooms for naptime. Which basically meant that you left Jaemin to suffer his interrogation alone. Clearing his throat nervously, he answered the question with obvious love and admiration for you in his shining eyes.
"I will do anything for her, even if it hurts me."
Squealing, Ms. Hyemin wheeled herself over to the gaggle of halmeonis, whispering excitedly. And just like that, everyone exploded.
"AHHHH!! YOU TWO ARE SOO ADORABLE!!"
"You two remind me of me and my husband!!"
"When are you getting married? Can I please come??"
"Are you planning to have kids?"
"AIGOO THEIR KIDS WILL BE SO CUTE JUST LIKE THEIR MOM AND DAD!!"
"You're right!! They both have good looks and cute personalities!"
"DAEBAK!! MATCH MADE IN HEAVEN!"
"Jaemin-ah, kiss her before you leave please!!"
By then, you had walked out in utter confusion to find the poor blushing boy amongst the snoopy halmeonis who could not help but be so excited for their adopted granddaughter.
"Y/N-ah!! COME HERE!! It's good luck for your elders to bless you before getting married!!"
What the heck is going on?
You looked at Jaemin, who just shrugged his shoulders at you. As if to say,
I don't know what they're talking about either, babe
But let's be real here. The sneaky halmeonis have absolutely no idea if the whole good luck thing was true. They just knew that the two of you were the sweetest couple ever and it was like watching a drama when you two kissed. Why? Jaemin made it as dramatic and princely as he could.
Putting his hands on your waist, you couldn't do anything as you just stared at the floor in embarrassment.
Why can't his face be as red as mine, dammit?!!
With an angelic touch of his finger, he gently tilted your chin up to look him in the eyes.
"Embarrassed... are we?"
"Just... just shut up!!"
He just giggled a bit, loving how he was able to melt you into this bubbly, hot mess in a matter of seconds. Then again, he knew he was absolutely whipped for you, so... But of course.... cue in the halmeonis.
"OH JUST KISS ALREADY!!"
"SHUT UP IT WAS GETTING GOOD!"
"SO CUTE!! JUST LIKE A DRAMA!!"
"JUST KISS HER JAEMINIE!!"
"YAH!! Let the poor boy live!!"
This whole time you kept staring at the floor, thoroughly annoyed with Jaemin being completely unaffected by the halmeonis' endless teasing. But you knew that he was totally whipped for you too.
So why not use it to your advantage for once?
Sticking out your bottom lip, you wrapped your arms around his neck with the saddest puppy look you could manage. Needless to say, this was not your thing so whenever you did it, Jaemin literally went into cardiac arrest every time.
"Nana~ why won't you kiss me~?"
"OMG I'M GONNA CRY!!"
"THIS IS TOO DAMN CUTE!!"
"I LOVE PET NAMES!!"
But Jaemin was largely unaffected on the outside, just a tad pink. Why? He was a total flirt with the NCTzens and when one of them decided to be a little feisty... he knew how to use fire against fire.
"Angel, you never need to ask if you want me to kiss you~"
Of course he knew how much you hated how unaffected he appeared with your little quips. But on the inside. Oh honey, it's a wholeass zoo in there.
Smiling at you, he pressed his lips gently to yours, lingering there for a hot second before pulling away to smile at you. Frowning, you gently forced his chin down to kiss you again.
"OH MY GOD I COULD DIE HAPPY RIGHT NOW!!"
His lips moved smoothly against yours, nipping ever so gently at ypur lips, but couldn't do anymore since y'all had a combusting audience behind you.
"Ok, time to go home!!"
Giggling and semi-unaware of how tickled pink you were, he opened the door for you, bowing.
"M'lady?”
"My prince?"
But as soon as you were clear of the door, he picked you up bridal-style and ran all the way to the cover. Giggling the whole time.
"nA jAeMiN!! Put me down!!"
Smirking, he sat you down in the passenger seat, pulling the seatbelt over you before placing a sweet kiss on your forehead.
"I love you angel~"
"And I love you nana~"
All giddy and tingly, he skipped his way to the driver's seat and y'all drove home, with the old ladies hooting and cheering for you. Before it was reduced to fits of heaving coughs and sneezes. Damn allergies.
By the time y'all got back to the SME building, you were dead asleep with your hair slightly messy from the open window. Yet you were the most beautiful being that Na Jaemin had ever set eyes on.
"Angel, I can't wait until I can ask you to marry me~"
Knowing that almost nothing else would wake you up, he stuck his head through the car window and placed his lips on yours. Although still sleepy, you returned the kiss, cupping his face with your tiny hands.
"YOU GET HIM GIRLFRIEND!!"
"NO PDA IN THE DAMN PARKING LOT YOU TWO!!"
Embarrassed as hell, you clambered out of the car but if anything? Jaemin was the proudest guy in the world to show you off. Especially to his friends. Picking you up bridal-style, he pecked your lips again.
And the last that was ever heard of Jisung or Chenle again was a whole lot of high-pitched screaming.
"AHHHH I NEED TO BLEACH MY EYES OUT!!!!"
"HYUNGGGGG~~~!! WHY~~~?!!!!"
Laughing, Mark, Renjun, Haechan, and Jeno clapped and hollered.
"JUST GET MARRIED ALREADY JEEZ!!"
Done with your humiliation for today, you playfully slapped his chest.
"Why do you keep embarrassing me~~?!!"
"I'll stop being embarrassing when you stop being so cute~!"
10-year old Haneul was learning how to skate for the whole summer break and she was a natural. She wasn’t afraid to try new things, and her coach saw her potential for figure skating. Noticing her natural talent for it, her coach talked to her and her parents about letting her train and join the upcoming regionals. Haneul loved the idea of competing, hoping that maybe she can even make it to the Olympics. It became her dream. That dream, even though right in front of her, was immediately crushed. “Thank you, Mr. Jung but we can’t accept that offer since summer break is almost over for Haneul.” Her mom politely told the coach. She looked at her mom, a hot lump starting to form in her throat. “Mom…” she whispered, only to be ignored. She then looked at her father with pleading eyes. “Dad, please.” Her voice quivered, her tears threatening to fall any second now. “I’m sorry, sweetheart, but we want you to focus on your studies.” He said, giving her an apologetic smile. “But I can balance my time! I swear, I can! Please, dad.” She begged, and begged, clutching the sleeve of his coat. “Please.” She whispered one last time before her mother finally spoke to her. “We can’t have you distracted in any way, Haneul. This is for your future as the heiress of our company.” She coldly said as she stood up, bowing to the coach in front of her. “We are so sorry for the scene my daughter just caused. We’ll be on our way now, Mr. Jung.”
“Hi!” A male’s voice chirped beside Haneul as she was exiting the classroom, making her jump a little in surprise. Upon recognizing the owner of the voice, she sighed and clutched her chest. “Jaemin! You startled me!” She said to the boy leaning on the wall, with his hands tucked in his pockets, chuckling. “I’m sorry.” He apologized as he effortlessly pushed himself away from the wall and walked to her side, offering his arm to which she gladly linked hers with. They walked side by side, laughing and talking about their day. How they were surprisingly given very little assignments, how they were caught sleeping during history class, and other similar stuff.
Dating Jaemin has been a little difficult these days, especially since he’s an idol now. Being an idol demands so much of his time that most days, these few minutes of walking from the classroom to his van is the only chance she has to talk to him in person. However, Jaemin always does his best not to let that get in the way of their relationship. He always does his best to show her and make her feel how much he loves her, and he never fails to do so.
As soon as she saw the van a couple feet away from them, she tried to walk slower, making Jaemin look at her, confused. “Is something wrong?” Jaemin asked, moving his hand to hers, gently squeezing it. “Nothing.” She looked up at him and gave him a reassuring smile but Jaemin didn’t buy it. He stopped in his tracks and so did Haneul, making her smile stretch even wider. “You’re trying to stall aren’t you?” He raised an eyebrow at her and she bit her lip. He caught her and they both knew it. He gave her a warm smile as he cupped her cheeks, looking into her eyes. “You don’t have to worry. I have the day off.” He murmured, pulling her closer to him to plant a soft kiss on her forehead causing the butterflies in her stomach to go crazy. He rested his forehead against hers and smiled. “Let’s go! I’m taking you out on a date.”
Jaemin brought her home first so that she can change into something more comfortable than a school uniform. She snuck him in their house, so he could also change his clothes comfortably. Her parents didn’t like the idea of her dating at all because they think it’s a distraction, but Haneul didn’t care. She already lost figure skating so, she’s definitely not gonna let them stop her from dating. Plus, she’s happier than she could ever be with Jaemin, and he feels the same way.
“So, what’s the agenda for today?” She asked him as she opened the door to her walk-in closet. “It’s a secret.” He said, resting his index finger against his puckered lips, winking at her. This usually gets Haneul all giddy and blushing but she was too excited to finally go on a date with Jaemin to even bother. “Jaemin! I need to know what to wear!” She whined, stomping a little which he found really cute. “You’re adorable.” He commented, giggling which caused you to whine even more. “Jaemin!” He apologized after calming down and told her to wear something warm since he plans on bringing her somewhere cold. She pointed to another door, just across her closet, and told him he can use the bathroom to change.
~
The van stopped in front of an ice cream place because according to Jaemin, they’re gonna need some sugar to energize themselves for the next thing he has planned for the two of them but they both know that’s not the real reason. He just wanted ice cream and she’s been raving about the place’s ice cream cake for a while now.
Jaemin ordered a slice of ice cream cake and two big scoops of dark chocolate ice cream in a cup. They were seated side by side in a booth by the corner, tasting what each other ordered. “Oh, wow! You’re right about their ice cream cake!” Jaemin exclaimed, licking the cake crumb on the corner of his lip, missing a spot. She giggled at the sight and wiped the bottom of his lips with her thumb. “You missed.” She muttered with a bright smile on her face. Jaemin just watched her run her thumb on his lip in awe. You’re so beautiful, I just wanna kiss you right now. He thought. She looked up at him and hummed. “Thanks. I want to kiss you too.” She blurted, biting her lip and blushing at her sudden outburst. She wasn’t usually that straightforward but for some reason, she felt confident. And with that said, Jaemin was taken aback at what just happened. “I said that out loud, didn’t I?” He rubbed the back of his neck and blushed. “Jaemin, just kiss me.” She giggled and he smiled warmly at her as his hand made its way to her cheek, gently caressing it.
His eyes focused on her lips, he leaned forward, slowly closing the gap between them until their lips meet. Jaemin and Haneul closed their eyes, enjoying the warm and fluttering feeling inside of them. It was just a quick peck on the lips but to them, it felt like time stopped. They broke the kiss and they were both flustered as they looked at each other’s eyes. “I love you.” He whispered to her, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. “You’re cheesy.” She snickered, resulting in a groan from Jaemin, who then threw his head back in frustration. She hugged his arm, laughing. “It’s okay! I like it!” She chirped but Jaemin just pouted cutely. “I love you too, Jaemin.” She rested her head on his shoulder. Hearing those words from her made Jaemin ecstatic, as if fireworks were exploding in his chest.
~
“Jaemin! Where are we?” She asked both curious and excited to see where he brought her this time because it was hard to tell, given that he blindfolded her in the car earlier. “Just give me a sec. Step here this time.” He was crouching and guiding her foot to the foot size chart on the floor and size 7 was a perfect fit. “What are you even doing to my foot, Jaemin?” She laughed, still clueless at what’s happening around her. “A size seven and a size nine, please.” He asked the staff behind the counter who then nodded and disappeared in the rows of skating shoes.
“Jaemin, if you’re getting me shoes, at least let me see them!” she clutched his shirt and he just wrapped his arm around her waist. “It’s fine, Haneul. I’m sure you’ll love this pair.” He confidently said, watching the employee emerge from the corner, two pairs of skating shoes on hand. He guided Haneul to the nearest bench and told her to wait a bit. He took the shoes from the employee’s hands and he made his way back to her, getting on one knee. “I’ll put the shoes on you, okay? Let’s see if it fits. Tell me if doesn’t.” He said, carefully removing her sneakers and she nodded.
Boots. Platform boots. It felt like platform boots to her but there was something a little bit off but she couldn’t pin point it. It fit her foot perfectly, so that can’t be it. She cocked her head to the side. “Can I remove my blindfold now?” she asked. Jaemin chuckled, telling her to wait one more second and that he’ll be back. “What? Jaemin! Don’t leave me?!” she panicked a little but Jaemin only chuckled. He went to the lockers and locked their sneakers in the one they rented. He walked back to her and helped her stand up. “Okay, you can remove it now.” He sung, and she sighed in relief, pulling on the cloth wrapped around her eyes.
As soon as she was able to see, she only looked at his eyes, afraid that the shoes he bought would be super weird looking or something but he encouraged her to at least look to the side as he cocked his head to the left. She turned her head to the said direction and she gasped, immediately looking down their feet. They’re wearing ice skating shoes and they’re at a skating rink. “Jaemin! You know it’s been years since I last stepped on a skating rink!” She hissed at him, nervous about slipping and falling in front of everyone. “I know! And I remember you saying how much you miss skating so…” he smiled triumphantly. “Here we are!” He added, stretching his arms widely. She grabbed his collar and glared at him. “Na Jaemin!” She grumbled and he looked at her innocently. “I—I don’t think I can skate anymore.” She looked down, ashamed of her confession. Ashamed of herself. Remembering how she was once the best in her class at such a young age to this pathetic loser. Least to say, it was embarrassing.
He held her chin and made her look up at him. She looked at him with sad and apologetic eyes, but he looked at her lovingly. “Don’t worry. I’ll help you recall how to skate.” He smiled at her, showing his beautiful pearly whites. “I won’t let you fall on the ice. The only time I’ll let you fall is if you fall for me.” He grinned, simultaneously raising his eyebrows which made her laugh at his cheesiness. She let him guide her to the rink and he held her hand as she carefully stepped on the ice, her legs wobbling a little.
She firmly grasped Jaemin’s forearms, her knees bent together, slightly shaking as he effortlessly skated backwards, dragging her with him. He chuckled at the sight of her slightly panicking, and he stopped in the middle of the rink. “Okay. Stand straight, Haneul.” He instructed, still not letting go of her arms. She straightened her back but not her legs, giving Jaemin an awkward smile. “Straighten your legs too. I won’t let go of you until you tell me to, I promise.” He squeezed her hands to reassure her, letting her know she’s safe with him. Taking a deep breath, she slowly straightened her legs and looked at Jaemin, asking him what’s next. He calmly told her what to do as she intently listened and followed his instructions. His voice was soothing to her, helping her relax eventually, which made learning easier.
After a couple minutes of her almost falling but immediately being caught by Jaemin’s strong arms, she’s finally skating with him barely holding her at this point. “Okay, let go of me.” She excitedly suggested. He gradually let her go, watching her closely, ready to catch her if she starts slipping again or something.
She took a deep breath and started to glide gracefully around the rink, leaving Jaemin standing and watching her in awe. Her eyes twinkling, smile stretching from ear to ear, he looked at her like she was the only one in the skating rink. She looked extremely beautiful like this. She was happier than ever and he loved it. Maybe I should bring her skating more often. He thought.
She approached him and scraped the blades of her shoes to stop in front of him. “See? I haven’t even taught you how to stop, yet you remembered how to. And you perfectly executed it.” He gladly said, taking her hand and twirling her around. The sound of her laughter was like music to his ears. He pulled her into a hug and she rested her head on his shoulder. “I’m so proud of you, Haneul.” He whispered to her ear and she looked up at him. She was really happy to be skating again. She’s also happy at the fact that she’s being taught and supported by the person she loves the most. “Thank you, Jaemin.” She thanked him, planting a soft kiss on his lips before breaking away from the hug. Feeling excited like never before, she offered her hand to him. “Now, help me remember how to spin.” She asked, her huge smile never leaving her face.
Pairing - Prince*Jaemin x FemaleBlack*Reader, (possibly futuristic idk yet)Kingdom au
Genre - Fluff(later chapters),angst(i think I’ve never really written it before),(possible smut)
Warning - slick sad af, I think that’s it, wrote this in like two or so hours right after I woke up because I thought of it while laying in bed, so obviously not edited
W.count - 1,082k
A/n - named this fucking prologue because I could not for the love of me come up with a fucking name sooooo yea
3rd person P.O.V
“There once was a beautiful kingdom named Akeima t’was filled to the brim with a beautiful culture and beautiful people from all over. The natives though had the most gorgeous head of curly hair that was particular to them. Their clothing was of the prettiest vibrant colors made of the finest silks. They never made problems with anyone. They were a peaceful country based not on a person's appearance but of their heart-”
“But mommy that can’t be true because aren't they in a war right now?” The small boy questioned his mother who was telling him of the wonderful kingdom.
He wasn’t lying, the country was currently engulfed in a fierce war. But it was not because of their own doing.
“Yes my sweet boy you are correct about the war, but you are wrong about what I said not being truthful. Remember Akeima are our greatest allies.” The beautiful woman said to the boy as she rose off of the bed preparing to send her son to sleep. But what he didn’t hear were the mumbled words that rolled out of her mouth next, “They are our greatest allies yet they refuse our help in their time of need.” The woman spoke with immense amounts of sadness and confusion as she stepped out of her son’s room into the long hallway.
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Back in the country of Akeima we see a beautiful woman running for what seems to be her life surrounded by hellfire.
“No no no no no, I-I have to reach her. We won’t make it if I don’t.” The lady rambled in between breaths, “I have to get my baby.”
She stops at a room and immediately attempts to open the door only to flinch her scorching hand back out of pain. “Fuck it.” she states as she reaches out despite the pain and forces the door open, she knows she doesn’t have much time if she can just-
“W-what are you doing here?” She sees her son lying next to his baby sister’s bed soothing her and at that moment she doesn’t think she had ever been prouder. She knows her little boy loves his sister with all of his heart despite the amount of teasing he bestows upon her daily. Walking toward her beautiful children she holds back a gut wrenching sob, because she knows that now is not the time to lay down and cry. She has to be strong for her babies; even if she might never see them again after tonight.
The almost teenage boy turns at the soothing sound of his mother's voice and she immediately sees the tears racing down his chubby cheeks despite his calm demeanor; she knows that her beautiful boy is scared for his life. “Aw my beautiful boy you’re so grown up now aren’t you it’s ok momma is here baby it’s ok to cry.” She states cradling her son in her arms letting a few tears fall.
“Sweetie look at me ok. I know right now daddy couldn’t be here because he is doing very important things to make sure that you and your sister are safe. I feel that you are old enough to hear this, so me and daddy may not make it and I never wanted to leave you and your sister this early-” The timer she had set goes off and she knows that time is slipping away and she may not be able to see her babies again and she can’t stop the tears from coming down.
“Momma, momma no pwease don cry pwease.” The little girl whom the mother had just noticed had been awake the whole time cries out while reaching to wipe her mother's face and she can’t help but to give her a beautifully sad smile.
“C’mere my babies.” She says reaching for both of her children and hugging the life out of them both. Kissing both of their heads she says in a calming tone, “Ahh I love my kapunas so much.” At that time her watch gives another warning in the form of an alarm and she rushes to stand up. Gathering some things in two bags that she had brought with her she starts to talk to her children in a rushed manner.
“Ok so here’s what we’re about to do. Me and you father are sending you two away to stay somewhere he should never be able to reach you ok, Anathem I need you to watch over your Viktaina for me ok baby you are only 12 I know this is a lot to put onto to you and I apologize greatly but I have no choice.” She hands the boy a golden stopwatch with the vivid orange, red, and purple flag of their kingdom.
“I need you to keep this and watch over it with your life ok, you must never lose this it connects you to me and your father.” Turning over to look at the 6 year old girl who is a spitting image of her, she drapes a necklace with the black crest of their family hanging on the end that’s a little big for the child around her neck. “My baby girl, this necklace will also connect you with your father and I. The crest on the end means a lot to our family and I hope that as you grow old you will understand the power that this holds.”
Getting up the woman makes it out of the room with her children right by her side. Running down the hallway the trio make their way to the royal throne room where a tall broad chested strong looking man stands. “Quenai I have gathered the children we must hurry now.” The man turns around at the sound of his gorgeous queen's voice, and scans her to see his kids at the foot of her body.
“I have gotten everything prepared for the children, come now.” Even though to outsiders he may have looked and sounded as if he was ready to face anything his wife knew that he was just as scared and heartbroken as she was. They rushed to the secret pathway that was built long ago when the kingdom was first established just in case anything like this was to happen. At the end of the long hallway was a light that would lead the two children to new lives, those of which no one would have been able to predict.
So in honor of dream becoming a fixed(slightly) unit I’m going to put all of the current fics I’m working on on hold and I’m gonna accept any asks or requests for any member of dream and not only that but I’m going to write separate bullet scenarios for all of them (if I don’t get a lot of asks)
