Love is wanting to see the person you love happy?

What if the person he loves is unhappy because he only wants him?

Because love is possession :)

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With a lot of emptiness So we tried to write this fic.

During this time, your blowjob was really refreshing.

I got a lot of inspiration from watching the music video.

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It's our first time writing fiction.

Therefore, please feel free to comment and criticize. We will use it to develop our ghosts further ;)

Because I feel like I'm fascinated with writing fiction, haha.

Once Upon A Time

once upon a time...

The story of a beautiful young woman Has skin as white as snow named Snow White.

No one doesn't know this fairy tale that is told as a bedtime story for children. Its ending is Snow White happily falling in love with a prince.

Everything seems to have a happy ending...

Ah, but have we forgotten anyone?

And what about witches?

Are you ready to hear the other side of the fairy tale? :)

The sound of music playing and dancing echoed in the hall. Gentlemen and ladies paired up with each other, moving their bodies to the rhythm of the music.

“Junho, wait for me.”

Wooyoung called out to his brother as soon as the carriage arrived at the castle. Junho seemed extremely excited about tonight's party. He rushed into the castle without even looking back at his brother.

"Wow, kid, if you fall over you'll laugh until your teeth fall out."

Tonight's party invited guests from all over the city to the castle to choose Prince Nichkhun's partner. In addition to the people in the palace No one had ever met him, but rumors of the prince's splendor spread everywhere.

At this banquet, it was the first time to know what the prince of this city looked like, which was probably why Junho seemed especially enthusiastic.

To say that Junho is the only one would not be accurate...

Wooyoung followed his younger brother into the event, trying to keep his excitement inside as much as possible.

Wooyoung and Junho are half-siblings. Wooyoung's father ran away from his mother and Wooyoung. Junho's mother died, so Junho's father and Wooyoung's mother met and eventually got married.

'Wooyoung, this is our younger brother. His name is Junho.'

For the first time, he saw and began to examine his younger brother. Junho has snow-white skin and a sweet, beautiful face like a woman's. His eyes always squint and look charming when he smiles. How cute and despicable.

The sound of applause brought him back from his absent-mindedness.

“Junho, what was he clapping about just now?”

"He said Prince Nichkhun has arrived."

Junho turned to him with a wide-eyed smile and turned around, dreaming of meeting the prince in person.

"There it is."

A loud noise began to be heard as the owner of the party, Nichkhun, entered the hall. Walking down the red carpet, past the guests who were waiting for his portrait, he walked past to the throne that was waiting in front of him.

Wooyoung felt like the lump on the left side of his chest was throbbing out of rhythm. Nichkhun's grace was not at all different from the rumors he'd heard, more so than he'd ever heard it before. The jawline has a beautiful shape. A high, ridged nose and large, charming eyes make those who stare at them unable to take their eyes off their extremely white skin, which looks like they have never been exposed to the sun, wind or rain. A strong body from hard training to become the city's ruler in the future.

The guards standing beside the throne stepped forward, announcing the purpose of tonight's event.

“Invite everyone to enjoy the party as you please. Prince Nichkhun will sit here and watch over you and choose his suitable partner.”

The dissatisfied voices of many young women at the event began to be heard. They probably thought that in this life they would like to have the opportunity to dance with the prince just once...

The guests at the event who came for the same purpose didn't pay any attention to the dance music. They tried to make eye contact and flash sweet smiles at Nichkhun. I just thought that if I could possess a prince, everything in my life would be good. Everyone wants to be comfortable.

Wooyoung and Junho looked at the picture with indescribable feelings. Junho became worried and turned to his brother.

“Wooyoung hyung, what should I do to make him pay attention to me?”

"Are you going to take him with you?"

"I love the prince sincerely, not looking for benefits like those people."

It's true, he knows Junho's personality very well. This kid often talks to him about the prince that he has heard about. The rumors that he knows also come from Junho. Junho is a bright person who gets along easily with others, so he knows a lot about the villagers, unlike him who usually keeps to himself and doesn't talk to anyone.

"I don't know. I think if he's going to choose us, he's going to choose it himself."

"Why are you talking so easily?" Junho said, annoyed that he didn't get a good, useful answer back.

Wooyoung chuckled and rubbed his little brother's head affectionately.

When there's nothing to do Wooyoung looked around to pass the time, but then his eyes fell on a pair of eyes. Prince Nichkhun's eyes suddenly turned towards him and he felt as if time had stopped. Nichkhun stared at him for a long time until he couldn't do anything, his face was now all hot. When he came to his senses, he was the one who turned his face away from that sight, but he still secretly glanced out of the corner of his eye to see that Nichkhun had turned to whisper something to the soldier, but still hadn't taken his eyes off him.

"Junho, I think we should go back."

"Oh, why? Eh, why is your face so red? Is it hot?"

"Um, I don't feel well."

"I'll be back." Wooyoung sighed in relief and grabbed his brother's hand and walked away from his job because he couldn't stand his constant stares.

one week later

Since returning from the dance, Wooyoung seems to be absent-minded and often accidentally smiles to himself. until his mother began to notice

“Has anything good happened lately?” Wooyoung turned to look at his mother and smiled until his cheeks were brimming. He began to tell his mother the story of the party when he met Nichkhun's eyes and his feelings. Smiling happily

"If he looked at the child that much, It means he will choose us, right?”

"I don't know either, but I'd like it to be like that."

Wooyoung smiled even more until his round cheeks looked adorable. It looked like this child had fallen in love with the prince.

"Guys, we got a letter from the palace."

Dad's yelling sounded from the front of the house, causing Wooyoung and Mom to look at each other and smile at each other before rushing to the front door.

When they arrived, they saw Junho standing there smiling, ready to open the letter and read it.

“Uncle Wooyoung!! The prince chose me!!" Junho said as he jumped and hugged Wooyoung until he lost control.

Wooyoung felt like his ears were ringing for a moment. How could it be?!! That day, Nichkhun didn't even pay attention to Junho. He pushed Junho away and pulled out the paper from his hand to read. He saw clear words that he would have someone come to welcome Junho into the palace in the next two months. Day to prepare for the wedding

Junho was puzzled by his brother's strange behavior. But he didn't care too much and happily ran to hug his father.

But if Junho had just paid attention, he would have seen those little white hands crumpling the letter and tears silently falling down.

The night before departure

It's raining heavily tonight. The sky roared loudly and frighteningly at the middle of the dinner table before Junho was allowed to enter the palace. He asked Wooyoung to come sleep in his room as a friend because he didn't know how often they would see each other after this.

After everyone finished eating and went to bed, Wooyoung turned off the last light in the house. As he was about to climb the stairs, he was startled by a touch on his shoulder and turned to see his mother smiling at him.

"Ah, I'm bringing this gift to Junho. It's a gift to me from my mother to enter the palace." Wooyoung looked at the delicious, bright red apple in his mother's hand before smiling and accepting it.

When he opened the door to the room, he found Junho still sitting and inspecting his luggage. Junho looked up from preparing his things. Open your arms and wait for a hug from your brother. Wooyoung saw this and smiled wryly and went to hug his younger brother with affection.

“I will miss you.”

"Oh, I'll miss you, Junho."

Wooyoung was the first to break away from the embrace and hand over what he held in his hand to Junho.

"Oh, my mother gave it to me. Let's eat the gift we received from the palace."

Junho smiled squintingly, thanked him as he took it and took a bite.

"Oh!!" Soon, Junho's body was writhing on the ground. Saliva foaming at the mouth, eyes squinting, looking at Wooyoung without understanding, Wooyoung's smile in Junho's eyes now looked so twisted and disgusting...

Poisoned Apple!! Junho thought about it, but it was too late and his breathing started to come out weakly and eventually he stopped.

Wooyoung looked at his younger brother who was slowly dying in front of him with a smile even though Junho had already taken his last breath. But it still looks really beautiful and cute.

Why didn't he know that the apple was poisoned? Well, his mother is a witch. This is probably the reason that father left us, but this matter is appropriate, right? Nichkhun loves him. Nichkhun belongs to him, not Junho.

Mother opened the door with a kind smile as always.

"Are you all right, child?"

"Yes, mother. And what about Junho's father?"

“Mom has arranged it for you. You'll be the happiest, you know that, right?" Mom asked, pulling him into a hug.

"Thank you, mother."

In the morning, when the soldiers came to pick up Wooyoung, he walked out in front of the house with his mother with a large bag. “Come on, Mr. Junho.” He smiled cutely at the guards and stepped into the carriage. His mother just used a little magic to make everyone see him as Junho except his Prince Nichkhun. Before the carriage left, Wooyoung He turned to look at his mother who was standing looking at him.

“Thank you for everything. Take care of yourself, I'll come and visit."

“Very happy, son.” Wooyoung smiled as the carriage began to move away.

After the party, choose a partner.

Nichkhun walked towards his mother.

“Mom, I have made a choice. From what I learned from the soldier, the boy I will choose will be named Jang Wooyoung.” He still remembered that face well, the single eyelid eyes looked innocent. His thin, cherry-shaped mouth stared at Wooyoung for a long time until the child's cheeks became rosy. How cute That made him unable to get the image of Wooyoung out of his head.

“Wooyoung probably isn't Wooyoung, the rumored son of a witch, right?” the voice of a close confidant who had the position of predicting his mother's fate protested.

"What? You can't, my son. You can't bring the witch's lineage into the palace."

"I don't care. I think I'm really interested in Wooyoung."

"Anyway, I can't. I don't agree. Do you have any advice, doctor?" Mom turned to ask for an opinion from someone close to her. She closed her eyes for a moment before speaking.

“Lee Junho, that guy is Wooyoung's half-brother. The prince's horoscope matched well. Cute appearance, cheerful personality Junho's father's position is also not ordinary."

"Let's do it that way, Doctor. Nichkhun, you must choose Junho instead."

“No,” Nichkhun said angrily and walked away. Then why would you let him choose?

Returned after sending the letter

Nichkhun sleeps restlessly. Both thinking of seeing Wooyoung's face clearly one more time and worried that his own bride would not be Wooyoung but Junho. He was sure that the letter he sent must be Junho's name. Because his mother arranged everything. Unable to bear it, he ordered his adjutant to prepare a horse so he could secretly go find Wooyoung.

Everything was quiet.

Upon arriving at Wooyoung's house Nichkhun looked around, wondering how he was going to know where Wooyoung's room was. While prowling around

“Who is it!?” He was startled by the sound of his voice, instinctively grabbing the hilt of the sword at his waist. When he turned, he saw a young woman. A good-looking, firm-skinned man, about 30 years old, walked up behind me and looked at me suspiciously. When are you coming? Why don't you realize it?

"Uh, I'm Nichkhun."

"Will it be...a prince?"

“Yes, I came to see Wooyoung.”

“Wooyoung must have fallen asleep. I am Wooyoung's mother.” As he finished his words, he thought of what the doctor said. This woman was a witch. Nichkhun tried to keep his fear at bay.

“Please tell Wooyoung for me. that I need him It's not Junho. I can't tell you the reason in the letter choosing Junho, but please help me find a way for Wooyoung to enter the palace and marry me. Either way," he whispered the last words and hoped that Wooyoung's mother would understand the meaning. Yes, he didn't care as long as he got Wooyoung...

The wedding of the prince and his chosen partner was held in a grand, dignified manner and went well.

Now Nichkhun and Wooyoung were sitting together alone on the bed on the night of Nichkhun's farewell, staring deep into those bright, innocent eyes. Wooyoung also stared at Nichkhun with disbelief. It was like the attraction of their faces slowly moving towards each other. Wooyoung closed his eyes, waiting to receive the kiss from his prince.

He thought about whether it was necessary that kisses from the prince would always belong to the princess now. A young wizard like him has acquired a prince. But before their lips touched each other, Wooyoung smiled and turned his head to whisper in Nichkhun's ear.

"Brother, please answer me. Who do you love most on earth?"

"It's your Jang Wooyoung."

Nichkhun responded almost immediately, grabbing the cute face back and giving her a kiss. Wooyoung smiled widely with satisfaction and kissed Nichkhun back.

His Prince, His Nichkhun It's his forever...

Happy Ending :)