Your Highness P. Sunghoon
your highness ☆— p. sunghoon
synopsis ➔ sunghoon isn’t tricked by the princess into attending a party and he is tricked into a kiss.
pairing ➔ royal!fem!reader x bodyguard!sunghoon
genre ➔ fluff, royal!au
word count ➔ tba.
warnings ➔ 3rd person, protective sunghoon, mentions of poison, reader can order sunghoon to do whatever she pleases
a/n ➔ had an idea and wanted to write it as fast as i could so sorry if it’s shit. also it’s not proof read/edited.
“And remind me what your duties are as my bodyguard?”
Y/n presses further, already skimming through her large closet for the perfect dress for a masquerade. Sunghoon, dressed in his perfectly ironed uniform of a navy suit with gold and shiny accents, crosses his arms and gives her a stern look through her vanity mirror, which reveals her cheeky grin.
He bites back a groan before monotonously replying, “Abide by your orders, no matter what.”
She giggles shortly, “Aaaand what did I order you to do?”, her hands find a pale pink dress, not too fancy or plain. A perfect middle. Sunghoon sticks to his position in the doorway, not keeping an eye off of her and her room, and sighs. He riffles a hand through his chestnut hair (another ‘order’ from the Princess, she thought it’d suit him,) and places his hand in his pant pockets, just above his sword.
“I’m not taking you to that party. Another one of my duties is to keep you safe, no matter what.” Her shoulders slump at his stern words. She makes her way to her bed with a pout and hangs the pretty dress over her hand. She was in simple winter pyjamas, not at all like a princess.
But she could be dressed in a potato sack and she’d still look like a princess to him.
Sunghoon walks into her room and stands over her, looking down with the same look he gives to people at the parties he actually lets her attend.
“Those rules contradict each other.”
“Doesn’t everything?”
Ever since he was assigned her bodyguard at 16, he knew he wouldn’t ever give up his position. Y/n was a natural royal. Kind, loyal, perfect etiquette and perfect look. But as the years went on the pair discovered more about eachother. How he could be comfortable staying in a castle away from his family, how she could handle being watched 24/7 with barely any freedom. Their friendship blossomed. Sunghoon would protect her, and she would protect him. Mainly from her father, who was consistently asking her to fire him after a simple mistake.
You weren’t just a princess to him, but his princess. His queendom. And it hurt every time he had to build the walls higher.
“Exactly. It’s a masquerade. Nobody knows who each other is. If anything, it’s the safest party I could possibly attend.”
Y/n pulls a lip by her pearly white teeth and looks up at Sunghoon with pleading eyes. Something she had perfected. But sadly, he was the one who watched her perfect it.
“I’m sorry, your highness.”
He unlocks his arms and almost reached out for her, before she stands, closing their distance in a split second. She smells like vanilla, and it’s the only thing he can think of. He can’t even comprehend her breath lining up with his neck.
“At least stay until I’m ready to sleep. I know it’s not protocol as the time spent until then is usually spent alone, but my parents and the other guards are not here.” She whispers, blinking slowly as she awaits his reply. He falters,
“I can’t, you know that.”
“You can’t do anything with me. Can you?”
“I cannot stay in your room other than to protect you.”
“If anything I am at my most vulnerable when unconscious.”
He sighs because he knows she’s aware of the immense amount of security that’s strategically placed around the castle grounds, just not at her doors.
“Would you feel more comfortable if I stood outside?” He proposed.
She wanted more. She wanted him to stay close, like they were now, but warm and dreaming under the covers. She wanted him to hold her as she fell into slumber, she wanted to help him pull through the nightmares she heard him complain about to another guard.
But he’s already stepped back, taking her silence as defeat. Sunghoon’s uniformed back is turned before she can say goodnight, but luckily he can sense her urge.
“Goodnight, Your Highness.” He looks back with expecting eyes, and goes to close the wooden door, before she stops him with a hand.
Her eyes flutter before walking to her nightstand. She grabs an unopened packet of lip balm encased in a tin barrel. It’s red and shiny, and she brings it to her body guard. “I need you to try this for me. To make sure it isn’t poisoned.”
He smiles tiredly for the first time that night, and nods. He secretly loathed the way this night was coming to an end. She passes it to him carefully, and he takes it with the same gentleness. His long fingers open the tin, and take a small piece of it.
Sunghoon looks up at her and swipes the balm slowly over his already peachy lips, watching her watch him with intent.
He smacks his lips once, quietly, before closing the lid and swiping his tongue onto his bottom lip, testing the taste. It’s strawberry, and as he slowly closes the distance between him and the princess, just like she did moments before, she’s sure she can smell it.
“What will you do if it’s poison?” He asks in a whisper, eyes faltering towards her own lips. She doesn’t need the product, he thinks.
“I’ll kiss it off.” She replies.
He gulps and his breaths start catching in the air. Her scent causes him to forget his duties completely. The moment is silent for a moment, before he lies,
“I think I’m feeling lightheaded, Your Highness.”
Sunghoon places his delicate hands on her waist, and she places her own on his shoulders. In a swift and smooth movement, he moved one hand behind her head and smoothes her hair. His now red lips hover over hers, and she can feel his minty breath playing with her own.
He stops.
“Your highness, this goes against protocol.”
She looks up at him only for a moment, shaking her head slightly.
“Sunghoon. I order you to kiss me.”
His smooth lips meet hers, and suddenly everything comes crashing down. All of the rules, protocols and regulations are broken, and in that moment neither of them care.
Sunghoon removes himself, an uncomfortable feeling of excitement and dread drag his shoulders down, and she can sense it just by his grip. He has ruined his own life by making it a thousand times better. He almost looks pitiful as he replays his decisions and envisions the consequences.
“Sunghoon,” she whispers, taking him out of the silent dilemma he was over thinking
“Your highness.”
“Kiss me again.” And when he doesn’t, “please.”
Their lips connect again, and Sunghoon moves them both forward to close the door behind him, his hands find their way to her waist again and they both sigh in contentment.
“Your highness, I…” he pauses scrunches his eyes together, blinking them open and looking at her with too much adoration and love that any of his words could explain. He attempted it though, “I love you. And I won’t stop loving you until there’s a hole through the Earth and the Moon has passed through it.”
He stops for a gulp, watching her closely,
“Your highness.” It is outrageous. A guard confessing to a royal.
But in that tight and warm moment, they both feel as if they are equal in every way possible.
“Sunghoon, I know it’s against protocol but, I feel the same.”
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