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[rydaehoon-blog]

youth is wasted on the youth

( ' he's smart, loyal, innocent. so the second one of the princes tasks him to meet up with someone to get ‘those’ and not tell the king, he couldn’t hesitate and just-- do it. the room is dim and he moves to adjust his necktie as he waits for someone who has agreed to meet him up. he fakes eyes wide, scared, curious; but for all he knows, he’s none of the above ) 

[avtjiyong]

‘waltz’

@ryxnuying

he sees her across the ballroom and thankfully, at least for the moment, she seems happy enough. he likes seeing her smile, likes seeing all the pyo kids smiling, because he so rarely sees it among his own family, for the simple fact that he rarely sees his own family. he loves his brothers immensely, but sometimes he feels like he's spent so much more of his life over at the pyo mansion, hanging out with chanwoo and his relatives. he and the almost-not-so crown prince of the pyo clan are very close, like brothers, which makes his sisters practically jaewon's sisters. it doesn't help that jaewon has no sisters of his own by blood and would have very much loved little sisters.

he can hardly believe how much she's grown up in the past few years, though, and here they are at her debutante ball, and she looks miraculous. he crosses the dance floor over to her, his long legs making wide strides to reach her before any other eager boys come to claim her for the next set. he bows to her politely when he approaches and picks up her hand in his. "milady," he bends down to kiss the back of it lightly, finding the formality between them in this moment almost hilarious. "may i have this dance?"

[rydaehoon-blog]

baby boy

*& ; @ryjinwoo

( ’ all work and no play makes jack a dull boy they say. so it isn’t much of a surprise that he’s attending the party solely because he has ‘things’ to do, which is to watch over his ‘kids’ in a distance. the night is young and so is the ‘kid’ who’s been tasked to gather information from the monarchies. daehoon follows behind swiftly, waiting to be impressed ) 

[rydaehoon-blog]

eyes on the prize

*& ; @ryxnuying

 ( ' he isn't a prince charming, never-- nor is he a fan of overrated things like flowery words and dances you think spells ‘true love.’ but he has heard about princesses, heard about their power, and heard about her; after all, this is her party. so there he is, walking straight towards his prize with a new found smile of charm and wit ) it’s a good night today-- isn’t it? ( ‘ he greets, reaching his hand out for her to take ) may I? 

[rydaehoon-blog]

the boy who cried wolf

*& ; @ryxankor

( ’ his eyes have dust on them, daehoon thinks over and over again as he looks over the boy across him-- the boy he has met in the streets, the boy he has played with when he was a kid. it’s a funny thing for daehoon to remember so much even if their encounter was brief. but there he is, looking and staring, smiling and waiting )

[avtjiyong]

‘arrival’

@ryyena

it always surprises him how long people seem to want to take on his appearance when they are putting his outfit on him, or fixing his hair. he could very well do all of this stuff by himself, like a big boy, but the uniform his mother wants him to wear for the debutante ball tonight is over-complicated and intricate, and if he wrecks it she might have him murdered. so she orders him to just stand there and let a few professionals fit the clothes around him, layering him with cloth like icing on a cake. he likes fashion and he likes getting new clothes, but he'd much rather choose his own garments-- he feels like he's old enough for that.

for all the grandiosity of his suit however, somehow he is still struck with the sensation of being under-dressed as soon as he sees yena approaching the limousine. they're only a few minutes away from arriving together at the ball and he can't tell if he's nervous or excited about showing up there with her on his arm. all this fluff and pomp might actually be worth it if he can maybe keep her near to him. he reminds himself to breathe and to keep breathing (it's important) before he gets out and opens the door for her, bowing a bit as she comes within ear-shot. "you look amazing, my lady" he tells her before swallowing hard and blinking a few times, trying not to look dazzled by her.

because that would be stupid.

[rydaehoon-blog]

those drunk days

( ' the thing about Daehoon being too caught up in his own demeanor is that he never changes-- not even when he's drunk. And by never 'changing' means that he never lets his secret out even under the control of alcohol; the other ‘change’ is another story. he’s in the balcony to get some fresh air, smiling a toothless smile towards himself before pulling the stranger beside him close, really close ) Hi i’m Yang Daehoon, pleasure-- pleasure is mine 

[ryxhyunggyu-blog]

spectrum | hjw & chg

@ryjinwoo

“i think i might go crazy if i see another frilly white dress.” he lets out a huff, squeezing his eyes shut momentarily.

hyung gyu may be reserved, but he’s still human, and after spending an hour or so blinded by expensive, vanilla-colored clothing that probably cost more than his weight in gold (scratch that, more like the weight in gold of fifty hyung gyus if they each ate an entire buffet - no, he is not exaggerating), he thinks he might hate the color and never wants to see it again, even if it means that he won’t get married.

he gets the feeling that the man nearby him might also be feeling the same way, with their indifferent expression and lukewarm demeanor (which, normally, he would be sporting as well but right now he was just tired and grumpy, especially since he couldn’t just sleep on the job) as they watched the party, almost from afar.

they seem to take notice of his comment by the flicker in their eyes (perhaps amusement? or maybe annoyance?), and he looks at them from the corner of his peripheral with a slight smile.

you too?