"Come on, we can't let them see you." Greg suffered under the weight of Jeffrey, they seriously needed to stop feeding him whateveron earth he was eating.
"I was supposed to take care of you." Jeff mumbled, still shocked from the events.
"Yeah, you do that." Greg huffed at the hairs on his eyes.
He found the specific maid he was looking for that always let him get away with shit and begged her to distract the guards. She did, and Greg snuck Jeff into his chambers. This was the only place where they couldn't search for him until he got better. He'd be immediately exiled if the Queen saw these fighting marks.
He half dragged half carried Jeffrey onto the bed and laid him down. He was fairly okay. Just some blood and brusies here and there, considering they could've killed him. They likely would if he hadn't interrupted.
"I'm going to draw you a bath." Greg said walking towards the bathtub in the middle of his giant room. He turned the lights off and turned on dim ones to give Jeff some privacy. When the water was ready he walked back to Jeff and carried him to the bathtub. Jeff kind of took of his shirt and Greg was going to help but stopped midway, not being sure why it made him so uncomfortable.
He put the royal servant in the water and made him swallow some crazy affective healing pills with some warm tea, it would make him feel better. He then went on to wear something less stuffy so he could help Jeff wash up.
He slowly washed Jeffrey's hair and bruises, his fingers so light it barely touched him. There was quite a deep cut on his cheek that he tried to wash but he kept pulling his hand back, afraid of hurting him.
"Just do it." Jeff grunted and pulled the prince's wrist towards his face.
Greg stumbled and sat on the side of the bathtub.
"I was so worried." Jeffrey said, eyes still closed. Greg laughed.
"Yeah tell me about worry. You're lucky I knew the guys."
And then, Jeff pulled his wrist even closer and pressed his lips down. "What're you-" the prince started but he stopped when the Royal Servant opened his eyes. Those unreadable, dark, glass like eyes that always made Greg feel exposed.
"I'm lucky I know you." he whispered. Greg couldn't say anything and Jeff didn't wait to hear anything.
He saw death in the eyes today and he saw the prince with a different light than he ever did. He couldn't lie to himself anymore.
He put little kisses on the Prince's wrist and towards his arm, slowly exploring the body he knew so well but knew nothing about. He pulled the prince closer and closer, until Greg was basically hovering over him, holding the sides of the bathtub.
"Want a bath?" Jeff said with a grin.
"Wai-" He pulled the prince in the water, making sure he's completely wet. Greg came out of the water and pushed his hair back. He immediately blushed and looked away, Jeff was almost naked and so, so close. Their thighs were touching each other and the warmth of his skin was deadly. He weakly tried to take himself out of the tub but felt a rolling sensation instead and found Jeffrey on top of him now.
Jeffrey subtly smiled as he took Greg's shirt out, something he did many times and something he never did the way he wanted to.
"Jeff-" the prince said, putting his hand on the others chest and Jeff stopped, looking at him to see if he was uncomfortable.
"I can stop." he said seriously.
Greg felt like his skin was on fire and the world was on fire and for some fucking reason Jeff was on fire. He was burning up, his heart pounding so loud in the silence of the room. He couldn't understand what was going on anymore. But, it wasn't like he wanted it to stop.
"N-no." he said, almost scared and Jeffrey let out a relieved sigh. He slowly, very slowly leaned and touched the Prince's lips with his. Their kiss began scared, out of place, and it became natural and passionate in seconds.
Greg hugged him around his neck and Jeff grabbed his waist. Jeff grabbed the crown prince so many times and dragged him around but he never held him with care, with tenderness. He circled his fingers on the back of his waist and made a trail on his back with his finger. The prince shuddered under his touch.
"I've never-" Greg started.
"I know." Jeff said kissing his neck and hearing tiny whimpers and moans from him. Jeff realized how much he wanted this as he traced his chest and sucked on his nipples, making him tremble. He somehow ignored and pushed it back on his mind all those years, but he wanted Greg with such a stupid and burning passion it was ridiculous.
Jeffrey pulled back and the Prince's hands dropped down to his shoulders. Both were out of breath, Greg trying to hide his panting.
Jeff couldn't hold it back anymore and blurted it out. "I'm in love with you."
"Huh?" Was all Greg could say, he felt so drunk and his stomach was too fluffy.
"I've been in love with you ever since you brought me into the palace."
"What? You hated me and you still hate me because all I do is cause you problems." Greg said, confusion written on his face.
Jeff couldn't help but laughed.
"Maybe I did, once upon a time. Since actually knowing you, all I ever wanted in life was to protect you and make sure you turn out to be the best man you can be. I thought I would guide you trough your puberty stupitidies and make sure you get back on your feet every time you fell down. But I underrestimated you. You're strong and capable. You were the one to save me, time and time again. I've been selfish, sire. And I'll keep on being selfish, but this time I'll be selfish for your sake."
"Jeff." Greg said, shock taking over him.
"You don't have to acknowledge or return my feelings. You don't have to do anything but from now on, we'll do things the way you want to. So, I'm completely yours my prince and you can use me however you want."
"Oh my god." Greg said. He felt like passing out. Jeff was so hot and what he was saying was so awkward yet beautiful and the water was too warm and his heart felt like it was going to explo-
"Sire?" Jeff shook the guy that now closed his eyes. "Greg? Greg??"
And that was the first ever love confession Greg ever got, from the only person he actually cared about in the world, and that was how he fainted in the middle of it all.