&&. 𝗟𝗢𝗡𝗚 𝗝𝗢𝗨𝗥𝗡𝗘𝗬. ( ateez )

royalty au | j.wy

you don't know why prince!wooyoung even bothers coming to events that your kingdom throws. he always made it a point to say something hurtful or just plain rude to you.

didn't matter what it was, he was never nice to you and you had no idea what you had did to offend him so much. he often looked at you like an annoyance and it hurt because you always tried your best to be nice to him.

"my goodness, why does my princess have such a long face? it's suppose to be a happy day for you no? turning one year older, one step closer to becoming a beautiful queen," your best friend, san, says as he stands next to you.

"i just still don't understand why wooyoung hates me," you say with a defeated sigh. "you're friends with him, has he ever said why he dislikes me so much?"

"wooyoung doesn't hate you, sweetie. he just... he just isn't very good with expressing his feelings to people he's not close to," you know san was probably only lying because he didn't want to make you feel bad.

"okay," you say softly and san turns to you with his usual dimple smile.

"no more long faces, princess! today is about you and there are tons of people here just for you," he says taking your hands into his. "do you want to step outside for a minute? you look a little hot," you nod your head.

you start to walk but you feel a heavy weight at the end of dress, but by the time you notice it you have already tripped over yourself. you quickly grab onto the table, which is full of food, and the tablecloth which gets pulled down on top of you has fall to the floor.

everyone had turned to look at the mess you had accidentally created and some people gasp as once they saw you covered in food.

san quickly bends down asking if you're okay. you nod as you turn around to see someone's foot on top of your dress. looking up you see wooyoung with an emotionless face as he looks down at you.

you feel hot tears well up in your eyes as you quickly look away before standing up and quickly running out of the room. your parents were quick to get everyone back into the motion of the party.

"what's wrong with you, wooyoung! could you not be such a dick to her for just one day?!" san says furious at his friend. "i thought you liked her? some way of showing it to her," san says before turning and running out of the room after you.

wooyoung couldn't really tell you why he did what he just did. maybe it was because he was jealous of how easily it was for san to talk to you and how san got to hold your hand and call you endearing names. okay, so maybe he was jealous of his best friend, and maybe what he did, ruining your birthday was a huge dick move on his part. but would you even forgive him?

the way your eyes looked at him full of hurt was starting to make him feel more guilty and that's when he decided to go after you.

luckily, or not, you left a trail of food in your wake and he followed it until he found san outside a room asking for you to let him in.

"san..." he said just loud enough for said male to hear. he flinched a little at the glare his friend sent.

"what?"

"can i try talking to her?"

"don't you think you've done enough, wooyoung?"

"please san. i want to talk to her and apologize for everything i've done," wooyoung is practically begging at this point and finally san sighs.

"alright," san says before walking away down the hallway. "just don't screw it up!" he shouts as a warning.

"y/n," wooyoung says knocking on your door. "it's... it's wooyoung. look i'm so sorry for what i did. i wasn't thinking at the time and i just acted on my feelings and i know you probably hate me now, but can you let me in and maybe we can talk?"

wooyoung felt like he was waited an eternity before you opened the door just wide enough for him to slip in. he took in your messy appearance and guilty hit him once again.

"here let me help you," he offers and guides you to the bathroom. he helps wash the food out of your hair before giving you a few minutes to change out of your food stained dress. neither of you said anything through the whole transaction and it was you who broke the silence first.

"alright. talk," you say and wooyoung turns and enters the room to see you sitting on your bed.

"i like you," he says and you give him a confused look. "i don't want to say love because i don't deserve to use that word from how i've acted with you. what i did tonight was inexcusable. i was just... jealous of how close and comfortable you were around san. i was scared that the two of you would fall for each other, i always have been scared of that thought. san knew about my feelings and he told me thousands of times to just talk to you, but i'm a coward."

he doesn't dare meet your eyes too afraid of the emotions he might see in them. he hears you get off the bed and make your way over to him. you're standing at a close distance to him and after some moments of silence is when you speak.

"san was right. you're not very good at expressing your emotions," you say making him look up at you.

"what?"

"i thought that all this time you hated me, but in reality it was the opposite. i don't forgive you but i'm willing to put all our past interactions in the past and start over."

"r-really?" you nod your in confirmation and wooyoung feels a weight being lifted off his shoulders.

"i'm willing to start off as friends and then see where it goes from there if you are," you add and wooyoung nods his head vigorously making you laugh.

"thank you, y/n," he says feeling tears about to pour down his face as you pull him into a tight hug.