Whatever world that I am in, right now, did not seem to give me the littlest of breaks.
Because it began to glare to me, painfully, that the men here were, on purpose, made to be irresistible.
And I have no idea why I have a walking and breathing human cotton candy chained up infront of me.
He has pink hair, shoulder length with bangs over his eyes, though I can see the pink iris of his eyes shining at me, rings on his ear and one on his nose.
Not that I was one for piercings, but he looked...
Bad.
And bad looked...
Good.
I gasp as I jerk away from him, Byul and Hwang rushing to me immediately as I turn away and bury my face into his chest.
"What happened?!"
"We were both standing there! He suddenly just freaked out! Did you see something else?!"
I want them to stop panicking, because I am a grown man and they were overreacting, like I was a five year old that just saw the boogeyman.
But how can I even explain to them that the reason I freaked out was because of how freakishly handsome he is?
I begin to hear a laugh, loud and sort of like a cackle, and I know it's not Byul, and it is too demeaning to be Hwang.
And I was right.
"So this is the so called great Kim Min Ho in the flesh. A man... What am I saying? A whore who can't even jitter at the slightest thing"
Byul's body immediately tenses but I hold him before I quietly whisper to him "Don't"
His breathing becomes rough and I turn, placing a smile on my face "Sorry. It's new for me to see devastatingly handsome men everywhere I turn"
The look on his face could be used to show how people looked if they were having heart attacks and I suppose Byul and Hwang felt the same way.
I raise the chopsticks "Hwang's suppose to feed you but I want to myself, I have a feeling you'd do something mean to her and I don't think I'd be able to forgive you"
"I'm not eating that" He says, now staring at me with a look in his eyes.
I raise an eyebrow as I take some vegetable "Why not? It was prepared for two. I don't like wasting foods"
I put it into my mouth and immediately my tongue tastes it, I know I want to vomit but I swallow it instead as he laughs "You hate it"
"I don't hate it" I say "The baby does"
He looks skeptical as his eyes go down to my belly as I say "You have to eat"
"No"
"Why are you being stubborn?"
"Why are you being insane?"
I pause, blinking as I stare at the bowl then back at him "Gosh, I'm only trying to feed you"
"That's the part. You obviously didn't poison it cause you just ate it and there isn't any rush to kill me because I'd die...."
"Who says you're dying?" I cut in.
He stares at me like I've lost all the screws in my head "Hello? I tried killing you"
"I'm alive, aren't I?" I say.
"Master"
I turn to Byul "Hmmm?"
"Murder or an attempt to murder a royal family member is execution" He says, then turns to the male, his eyes darkening "IMMEDIATE execution"
"Oh? But I'm not a royal family member"
He turns to me as sharply as the other one does, Hwang sighing in defeat as I show my hand to him "I'm not married to him yet"
Byul seems to understand where this is going as I turn to the pink haired boy, smiling "I don't plan on it either so you're safe. There would be no executions whatsoever"
"Master! He tried to kill you!"
"So as someone else in this place" I say "And Chan Yeol too. Oh plus, Hwang did try to get me in trouble with Chan Yeol and you were everything mean..."
"Master" Byul sounds desperate "You seriously cannot compare what we did to what he did"
"And what did he do exactly?"
"HE TRIED TO KILL YOU"
".... Oh"
I shake my head, staring at the chopsticks then back to the pink haired boy "Ya, you must have had a reason for it, right?"
"What?"
"How old are you? You look eighteen at most"
"I'm nineteen!"
"Right" I say, though I know he looks about twenty two but who am I to judge the pretty face of my assassin "Have you had an elder brother before?"
There is silence in the whole room, no one says anything, and I don't expect anyone too.
But when they do...
They do so in unison.
"What?!"
I tilt my head at him "You can start by calling me Hyung"
His eyes slit there "Over my dead body"
I smile "We can arrange that"
The boy looks at me, with unbelief before he turns to Byul "Do something! He's crazy!"
"Be quiet" Byul snaps "I am already annoyed as it is"
"You're already making a fuss about something so simple" I say "I just want you to be my sibling"
"I don't want that!"
"Why not?"
"Because you're insane! I just tried killing you for gods sake! Kill me! Hate me or something!"
"Is that it? Do you want hate?"
"Yes!"
I sigh, using my fingers to rub my temples as I say "Hate is a strong emotion as love. In other words, if I eventually hate you, I must think about you all the time, plan revenge and all that, but that seems hard and loving comes easier. Why should I stress myself? I already have so many things I'm dealing with. Hating someone is so tiring. Loving, not really, no. Maybe that's why I can't hate anything, because it's stressful"
I pause, and look at him "You hate me, don't you?"
"Yes"
"Why?"
"I don't want to tell you"
I stare at him, blinking before I say "Okay. I don't really care anyway. It might make me sad so I don't want to know. You must be hungry"
I reach out to him, the chopsticks in my hand "Say ahhhh..."
His legs suddenly shoot out and hit the tray, everything suddenly falling on me, thankfully not hot, just wet and some on my face.
"Master!"
Byul is behind me, holding me as the boy starts shouting "You think I'm stupid?! I know you just want to get me on my good side so I'd spill but i won't! I know what you are! You're sick and manipulative and I'm not falling for any of it! The Prince might have, and its not his fault because he's a GOOD person! We will not let you be his bride! Ever!"
I feel the liquid dropping from my face as a memory hits me.
Back then, when Hal abeoji was very sick, and I kept working shifts...
People were always mean to me.
They would shout, snap about something that wasn't my fault...
Or pour their food on me because it wasn't exactly what they wanted.
I was always angry, and I always wanted to fight back, but I knew more than anyone that fighting would not help anything...
And I always ended up apologizing.
So I smile "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have made you eat"
His eyes widen there "What?"
I slowly stand, dusting my clothes "For some reason, your entire sentence and hate on me does not matter to me, because I cannot remember ever hurting you or anyone, so I don't care, but... You thinking that I have Chan Yeol in my grasp and the easiest way to let him out would be my death has me really...."
I look up at him, my anger rising "Angry"
As if the temperature in the room has dropped, I walk to him, holding his head up so he can look at me as I say "You think I don't want to leave? Even if I do, even if I somehow... Try and succeed. My parents, Byul, Hwang... He would hurt them, or anyone else because he knows now... That i CARE about them. You think that he's good? That I am some sort of witch holding him down? Fine, believe what you must, but I won't let you die, no, that would be too easy and I am too stupid to let that happen. Instead, you will live with us, as a servant of me, and I will watch over you and protect you. I will LOVE you till you know how important living is and then Chan Yeol will notice and YOU will see how good your Prince is"
Then I come closer, a grin on my face "And God help you that I somehow care about you. He'd torture you, forever... Wouldn't that be fun?"